At the same time, King Arthur flew on the dragon with the evil star, and soon returned to his palace.
"Haha, aren't you a king? How come the palace is in such a state of ruin?" The evil star sneered outside the palace.
In fact, the palace is not as bad as Xinghui Long said, but some roofs are missing a few tiles, and some walls have slight cracks. The Knight King's palace is still very grand---as far as human aesthetics are concerned
In terms of.
But the King of Knights was too lazy to argue with Xinghui Dragon and said matter-of-factly: "This is just my temporary palace. Before the Grand Duke of Palinlor rented this palace to me as his residence, it had existed for dozens of centuries. We
We don’t want to destroy its original historical appearance, and we don’t have time to repair it too much – anyway, we will be moving the capital to Camelot soon.”
"You said a lot, it's just because you are lazy." The evil star saw through King Arthur's character and stabbed the king directly in one sentence.
"!" Angry veins appeared on the King of Knights' forehead, but after all, he was seeking help from the Star Glory Dragon, so he could only press the veins back: "Stop talking, let's go in quickly."
The two of them quickly ran up the stone steps and pushed open the door of the palace. Arthur had already seen Greenville waiting anxiously in the vestibule.
"Arthur! It's great that you are finally here! Husky and the others haven't------"
"---Okay!" Arthur was afraid that Greenville would spill the beans about the children, so he quickly interrupted: "Greenville, I have brought the evil star, and he will definitely find the target person."
"Evil star?" The queen looked at the scarred boy in golden armor: "Wow, why are you injured like this? Did you just fight with Arthur?"
"No. Please don't worry about me." Evil Star said coldly.
"At least let me bandage your wound---"
"Okay, just leave him alone, Greenville." King Arthur led the Star Dragon Evil Star deeper into the castle: "He is a dragon and has super self-healing ability, so you don't need to worry."
"but---"
"Let's settle this matter quickly. I still have a lot of things to do. It's so troublesome." Before Queen Greenville could finish her protest, the evil star had already followed the king. As an evil star, he didn't have to give King Arthur any help.
In order to save face, there is no need to give face to Queen Greenville, so his mouth can be very cruel.
"What a rude fellow!" the queen pouted in protest, sulking as she watched the two figures retreating.
After wandering around King Arthur's castle for about three minutes, I originally sneered at the simplicity of the King of Knights' palace, but now the evil star was completely dumbfounded.
This castle is indeed weird. It gives people a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, and it is incredibly [clean]. Whether it is [smell] or [traces], they will disappear quickly in a short period of time, if it were not for King Arthur
Lead the way, the evil star may not recognize the way and get lost in this old castle.
"What is going on in this place?" Jin Shining's face became serious: "It's like a haunted house that can swallow up people's breath. How dare you live in such a haunted place?"
"Haha," the King of Knights sneered: "When the Grand Duke of Palinlohr donated this castle to me, I was also worried about this matter---the servants always got lost in the castle, Greenville's pets
They always disappear for no reason. But no one has ever died here, and the missing people and pets are quickly found. ---After you get used to living here, it is quite comfortable."
"Despite this--" Evil Star was still sniffing around the corners of the wall and corridor, trying to find any clues: "It's still too weird here."
"Merlin came to see it. He said that this castle is filled with a [pure spirit] barrier that can erase the information entropy in photons. It can make the guys who use the invisibility spell have no way to hide, and can also
It is actually an excellent security device that hinders the detection of detection magic such as Hawkeye."
"Yes, that way you don't have to worry about someone using magic to spy on you when you have sex with your woman." Long added coldly.
(Yes. That’s why I chose to live here.)
"Yes. That's a side benefit." Arthur said, pretending to be disapproving.
Long grinned: "Since detection magic cannot be used here, how do you ensure that there will be no infiltrators here?"
"That---" Arthur pointed to the surveillance camera in the corner: "The entire corridor of the castle is covered with cameras."
The evil star rolled his eyes at King Arthur: "You installed cameras throughout the castle, but you still lost people?"
"The camera may also have blind spots for surveillance." Arthur shrugged.
Of course, he couldn't tell Xinghuilong that the camera couldn't monitor a kid like Husky. Children can hide in dark corners and come and go freely in narrow ventilation ducts. This is a situation that King Arthur has never imagined -
----This castle has always been visited only by adults.
If the evil star continued to ask more questions, Husky and the others would be in trouble. King Arthur hurriedly changed the topic and said: "How about it? Our great star dragon evil star can't find the target with his powerful photon sense of smell?"
Long was so aroused that his face immediately elongated: "You didn't even tell me what the target was."
"You have already met all the people in the castle. Wouldn't it be enough to eliminate all the auras of these people and find another aura besides them?"
"That's like finding a needle in a haystack. Are you really good at forcing others to make things difficult for you?!" The evil star became even more unhappy.
"Can't do it? Forget it, I'll find another capable person---"
"Tsk, I will do it!" Long Pang got angry, and this time he was going to get serious: "Watch me dispel all the other spells, and use all your energy to find---"
Xinghui Dragon released his transformation technique and quickly transformed from a shining golden boy back into a small flying lizard. This way he could concentrate on sensing the photon breath floating in the air.
"And you are still a little kid after all these years." Arthur looked at the evil star and sneered.
"Do you want me to grow bigger and crush your castle together with you? ------If you want to, just ask and I will help you." The Star Dragon flew to the crown above Arthur's head and lay down, even
He closed his eyes tightly and only sniffed with his nose: "It's time to start, follow the direction I pointed out."
"You rude fellow, how dare you lie down on the Holy Spirit Crown!" The voice of King Osel (Round Table System) came from the crown to Arthur's mind. But only Arthur could hear his protest, and it had no impact on the evil star at all.
No.
The King of Knights remained silent, letting his flying lizard friends run wild above his head. Finding the two missing teenagers was the most important thing now, and other things had to be put aside.
"I sensed a strange aura," Evil Star ordered: "It's coming from the corridor on the left. Go quickly."
At the same time, in a forest in the middle and lower reaches of the Nile River.
Palamedes and Bediwell were still stalking the woods to hunt wild birds, in order to solve the two problems of eating and making weapons at the same time.
"So," the werewolf raised his bow and advanced cautiously while chatting with his companions in a low voice: "You just woke up after being petrified yesterday, but Vivian woke up a few years ago? Do you think she will remember me?"
"I don't think she will." Palamedes held a torch in one hand and a dagger in the other hand on guard. The sound of wild beasts around him made him a little uneasy: "I always feel that this matter has nothing to do with our petrification.
How should I put it---According to the original destiny, Vivian should be the one who goes to [life], but I am the one who goes to [death].
My life has ended long ago. Just as Master Merlin judged, I am already [brain dead]."
"But Hal saved you with some kind of strange potion, huh." Bedivere continued.
The werewolf actually knew very well what the red potion that saved Paramedis was, but he deliberately acted stupid in front of the leopard man and didn't want to explain more.
"The child lost a quarter of his intestines, a third of his liver, and a kidney." Palamedes whispered: "And I always feel that he became like this because he saved me."
"
"Don't feel guilty. This is force majeure. There's nothing you can do to help him." The werewolf comforted him: "He is still a child and has such a strong resilience. He will always get better."
Paramedis also muttered as if to comfort himself: "Well... yes, Vivian said that Hal's bone marrow stem cells were used to copy his internal organs, and then transplanted into him again after they were cultured. The success rate of the operation
Very high, he will definitely get better."
"Yes..." the werewolf agreed casually, but he was thinking about other things in his heart.
"Speaking of which, Hal made a good friend after coming to Tabernacle. These two brats smashed my stone statue all over the floor and almost killed me. If I hadn't been the Green Knight, I would have died long ago.
It’s hopeless.---Huh-huh-huh, they are really two annoying and cute little naughty people. What’s the name of the child? By the way, it’s Haas------"
"Ah, there! Three o'clock direction!" Palamedes interrupted the conversation and pointed to a small shadow under the tree in the distance.
"...That's a rabbit. Do we even need to hunt rabbits?" Bedivere asked depressedly.
"I want to get its fat. If we don't find the right fuel, we can only rely on heating it multiple times to refine the animal fat as fuel. But that requires a lot of animal fat." Paramedis and Bediville slowly said
Move over and try to shoot the rabbit at a suitable distance.
"Is it necessary to be so exaggerated? Ordinary grease will suffice, right?" The werewolf shot an arrow. This was an arrow modified with bird feathers. The flight path was much more stable. It threw a beautiful arc and struck a blow.
Stab the rabbit in the chest, directly through the heart.
The little thing fell down without struggling a few times.
"Good archery skills!---" Palamedes praised while throwing cold water: "You don't understand. Ordinary grease cannot make rockets. If the burning heat is not enough and the grease is not sticky enough, the arrow will not fly very far.
The arrow's fire has been extinguished. So, there must be high-quality fuel."
That's it. While the werewolf was thinking silently, he walked over to pick up the rabbit he had hunted.
When Bediwell bent down to pick up the rabbit, Paramedis exclaimed: "Be careful!"
Bedivere reflexively let go of the hand holding the rabbit and turned back, but it was too late, and there was a burning pain in his arm.
The werewolf rolled to the side of the leopard warrior and fought side by side with Palamedes, with his bow drawn: "Enemy attack?! Warcraft?!"
"Warcraft!" Palamedes raised his torch and dagger high, and shined a light on a tree directly in front of him.
A three-foot-long big bad wolf was biting the rabbit hunted by Bedivere and howling at the two of them, seemingly ready to pounce at any time.
"Your friend?" Palamedes asked with a sneer.
"This joke is not funny at all." The werewolf touched his right arm. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but a three-inch long gash was made by the wolf's sharp claws.
"Damn you, you dare to steal food from me!" Bedivere cursed and pointed his bow at the big bad wolf: "Suffer death!"
His arrow flew straight out, as fast as lightning. But the Big Bad Wolf nimbly dodged Bedivere's arrow.
"Oh, this guy is very skilled!" Palamedes praised: "Want to help?"
"It's so noisy, it's all your fault for distracting me!" The werewolf yelled angrily. He put three arrows in his hands at the same time and aimed at the big bad wolf: "Look where you run away!"
Whoosh whoosh! Three arrows shot out, blocking the wolf's ability to dodge left and right. The wolf had no choice but to jump up.
Bang! The stone that Bedivere still produced hit the big bad wolf hard on the forehead, making the wolf dizzy for a while, and the rabbit in his mouth also fell off.
"Woo!" The big bad wolf whimpered and ran away with his tail between his legs.
"Why didn't you kill it?" Palamedes went over to pick up the rabbit, "It's not good to be revenged."
"It was the one who stole my prey. I've done my best to let him go. How dare he hold a grudge?" Bediwell took out a kettle and washed the wound. The stinging pain on the wound made him even more irritated: "Let's go."
Well, we still have more wild birds to hunt."
"No, wait, look!" Palamedes noticed something strange in the trees nearby.
The werewolf's arrow penetrated deeply into the trunk of the tree, and some kind of milky white fluid oozed from the wound in the tree. It had a slightly bitter aroma.
"Resin?" When Bedivere rushed over, Palamedes had already scratched the trunk of the tree several times with a knife, causing the tree to ooze more resin.
"Indeed, the resin of some trees seems to be able to be used as fuel, and it burns very vigorously." Paramedis looked at the tree. It was very dark and he could only make a rough outline: "Very good, it should be someone's tree."
Plant camphor trees and refine them. The resin can burn very vigorously. But it's still not enough."
"Not enough?!" The werewolf looked around nervously. The sounds of beasts in the mountains and fields became more and more frequent: "Get some quickly, we should leave. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time!"
"Well, come and pick it up." Palamedes used a knife to make several more holes in the trunk, took a large piece of bark and placed it under the tree to catch the resin, signaling the werewolf to pick it up for him.
After he let go of his hand, he threw the knife everywhere and dug several times on the bare ground in the forest. He smiled as he threw it back, as if he had found gold.