Everyone was still wondering what Paramedis planned to do. Unexpectedly, the big cat turned into a black shadow and swept past several candidates. These unlucky human candidates fell down immediately, as if they had been hacked.
Leopard knocked him unconscious from the back of the head with a knife.
"What is he doing, meow? Shouldn't he wait for the last opportunity to attack---"
"He didn't attack the candidates wearing bracelets." Bedivere interrupted before Albert finished speaking: "He attacked the guys who didn't wear bracelets."
(And they are all candidates who look relatively weak. Paramedes is looking for weak candidates.)
"What on earth are dad doing? It's so embarrassing." Seglade couldn't wait to cover his face to hide his shame.
But Bedivere doesn't think so.
The first person to put on the bracelet will probably suffer a lot.
The Knights of the Round Table are synonymous with the strongest knights in Great Britain, the whole of Europe, and even the world. A person who can become a Knight of the Round Table must be able to do what others cannot, know what others do not know, and understand what others do not.
Idiots who don't even have this bit of foresight and just put on bracelets casually will eventually be brushed off in the exam. Palamedes doesn't even bother to take action against these guys.
And when the leopard warriors attack those guys who don't have bracelets but look very weak, they are actually showing mercy to these people. If these people can't even avoid a hand knife casually used by Palamedes,
Just don't take the exam. Even if you do it reluctantly, you will only get hurt.
Palamedes was screening these candidates in front of the self-appointed examiner! He ran around and knocked down about sixty people. But about ten candidates cleverly avoided the hand knives of the leopard warriors.
, was able to escape unscathed. Palamedes only chuckled at these people, did not pester them anymore, and continued to find the next target.
"Why did the big cat come to take the exam?" Kai asked curiously in the bridge.
"It was authorized by His Majesty King Arthur." Knight Cador of the Round Table took the electronic account book, carefully checked the candidates' information, and disqualified the candidates who were put down by Paramedes: "It is said that it is also for
I don’t know the details of Sir Palamedes’ rehabilitation training.”
He turned his attention to Elaine's file again, and looked at the stupid face of the White Bear Man on the electronic ledger screen, with a trace of disgust in his eyes.
Seeing that almost a hundred people had fallen at the scene, Kador asked uneasily: "It seems that the beating was a bit too much. Do you want to stop him?"
"No, let him make trouble." Kai smiled mischievously: "This exam itself allows the candidates to fight each other. If we brush off more, we can save more effort. --- Grand Duke Palin Lore
Are you ready over there?"
"News has just come. He is ready." Cador said without emotion, "The warship is also rushing to him at full speed, scheduled to arrive at half past eleven. You are really accurate in calculating the time, Your Highness.
"
"No, it's just intuition." Kai sneered and continued to sit on his bench, watching the candidates fight.
At the same time, the palace of the King of Knights.
"Hi, Husky!" Little Hal sat in a wheelchair and greeted the dog-man boy as soon as he came up.
"Halwow!" Husky put down the blocks in his hand, wagging his tail and went to greet the Leopard Man boy: "Wow, why are you in a wheelchair?"
"Hey...hehe---" Hal scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Then, I will keep him here temporarily." Vivian let go of the hand pushing the wheelchair and smiled at Queen Greenville: "There is still work in the institute, so there is no need to delay. I will pick him up in the evening.
of."
"Come on, sister Vivian." Greenville took the armrest of the wheelchair, "Don't worry, I'm here and there are a large group of servants taking care of me. Little Hal will be fine."
"Indeed." Vivian glanced at the group of attendants in the palace. They were all carefully selected to serve the king and queen. Whether they were servants or maids, they were all neatly dressed and well-behaved. They were all professionals. And
From the way the attendants smiled sincerely when they looked at the kittens and puppies, Vivian knew that these people loved children very much and would not treat the two children badly.
Or perhaps it is precisely because King Arthur and Queen Greenville have been unable to have children over the years, and the palace rarely smells of children, that the laughter of little Hal and little Husky is even more precious.
Bar.
"Hal, be good. Mommy will come to pick you up in the evening." Vivian came up to the little black panther and kissed her gently on the cheek.
"Hey..." the little black panther said goodbye with a smile: "Goodbye, mom, meow. You have to work hard, meow."
"Yeah." Vivian touched her son's head again, and then left reluctantly.
"Now," Greenville said to the two children, "let's drink black tea and eat desserts first, and take a math class by the way?"
"Hey? It's math class again? Xiaoha hates calculus..."
"But that's the most basic mathematical common sense. You have to learn a little bit." Greenville still smiled and persuaded with a cheerful face: "Otherwise, you won't be able to keep up with the rhythm of elementary school."
Halki and Hal are both orcs. It is very difficult for these two children to apply for elementary school admission. Even if they can go to school, they will probably be discriminated against by other human children. Moreover, Hal's body is still too weak.
Suitable for going to school.
Therefore, the way Greenwell thought of was to set up a private school for these two children--in this palace, let the two children play while teaching them to read. Although the children would be somewhat resistant at first,
But Greenwell is very good at dealing with children, and she can always persuade cats and dogs to study hard.
The only problem is that Greenwell cannot teach the two teenagers much. She is very good at mathematics and English and can teach them as much as they want. However, it seems that professionals still need to be hired for knowledge such as astronomy and geography.
With this thought in mind, Greenville took a sip of black tea and smiled as she looked at the two teenagers at the table who were working hard to solve math problems with pens and paper. She picked up the pen and drafted an advertisement for hiring a teacher on her notepad.
draft.
At 11:10 p.m., in the examination room of the Round Table Trial, on the deck of a certain battleship.
Paramedes circled around and finally returned to Bediwell and others.
About one hundred and sixty people fell on the deck. These people were knocked unconscious by the hand knives of the Leopard Man warriors, and they might not wake up for a few hours. By the time they woke up, the exam would have ended long ago.
"Well, the skills of these candidates are not bad, so many of them avoided my sword." Palamedes showed an approving look.
"No, there are so many people who didn't avoid it. The quality of these candidates is too bad." The werewolf shook his head and said.
"You are too harsh." Albert rolled his eyes at Bedivere, then turned to Palamedes: "Uncle, are you not afraid of being resented by others?"
"I'm just helping to clear the field and reduce the chaos in the subsequent melee." The Black Panther shrugged disapprovingly: "Everyone who should leave has left, so that the remaining people will not be in a hurry when they fight."
Indeed, the werewolf thought, one hundred and sixty-seven out of the five hundred and thirty-two candidates have been eliminated, and these are the candidates who are not wearing sealing bracelets.
The remaining candidates who did not wear bracelets had to be snatched from the candidates who had bracelets, a total of sixty-five people.
Bediwell and his team of six people will not fight with each other. In other words, their competitors are only fifty-nine people. They want to get ahead of those fifty-nine people and snatch away the other three hundred candidates holding bracelets.
The bracelet should not be a difficult task. By reducing the number of competitors, Paramidis actually relatively increased the success rate of Bediwell and his team.
Although he didn't say it explicitly, in the end, the big black cat was still acting for his two sons.
While the werewolf was meditating, another ten minutes had passed. There were still ten minutes left before eleven-thirty. The candidates on the deck were already ready to move. They all gripped their weapons and were ready to fight at any time.
"I may be a bit wordy when I say this," Paramedis also pulled out a pair of photon daggers from his waist, "but none of the strong men you mentioned just now are wearing the demon-sealing bracelet. They are all powerful.
, I’m afraid they’re not easy to mess with. It’s best to avoid these guys as much as possible during the melee.”
"Of course, Dad, you are so wordy." Saifei was a little unhappy.
Paramedes glanced at his eldest son in disbelief: "Hmm...rebellious period?"
His two sons were about to have a seizure, but thinking that their father had just been released from the petrified state and his physical strength must be much worse than before, they had no choice but to swallow their anger and not make Palamedes angry.
The moment Palamedes finished speaking, there were already many impatient candidates on the deck who started fighting. Of course, those candidates holding bracelets also began to run away frantically in order to survive the last ten minutes.
"Let's go too." The werewolf drew out his lightsaber and showed his tree vine whip, "Elaine, do you want to help you grab a bracelet?"
"No, no need!" The white bear man still had dignity. Covered in blood, he used his giant sword to support his body and got up, "I will, I will grab it."
But his Earthshatter Sword cannot be used on a battleship. Is there really no problem with this?
Just when Bedivere was wondering, Elaine actually split his giant sword from the middle and turned it into two (still huge) long knives.
"Can it be disassembled? This design is really wonderful." Albert drooled as he looked at White Bear's weapon.
Everyone was silent for a while, and then they all rushed out, each hunting for their own demon-sealing bracelet.
To hunt, or be hunted. To hunt, or to be prey.
In the last and most critical ten minutes of this trial, this deck will boil, making everyone here miserable!