Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 1471 The End of the Curse Night Twenty-nine

"Arthur? Are you looking for me?" Biddyville then raised the magic bracelet and answered. I want to read the book ̄1ck ̄a_n ̄s ~www.readwn.com~ Of course there is something to find you. "The Cavaliers snorted:" Brady, come over, I want to talk to you alone. "

"How can it be mysterious?" The werewolf can't help but spit. Then he aimed at Professor Paul and said to the professor with embarrassment: "Oh, sorry, King Arthur is looking for me, I may not be able to accompany you."

"Okay, don't worry." The old professor waved his hand: "There will be no problems here, and you will definitely stay here, waiting for Mr. Paramitis to come back."

"Well, Saifeier and Segrad are in the room next to them. If there is something, you can ask them for help." Bedyville raised his eyebrows. He was supposed to stay here to accompany Professor Paul, so as not to reproduce the incident. But, there seems to be nothing wrong with leaving Professor Paul alone here. Anyway, there is nothing particularly valuable in the room of Paramitis and Albert: 亘Gurnier has been called away by Paramitis, and the Moon God steel weapons have also been Segred. Take it and strengthen it. There is not much money in the room. Most of the money is tied to the bank account of Paramitis and Bediville. The bank account is still corresponding to the key card of both of them. Basically, basically There is no risk of theft.

"Then I am gone, see you later." After ensuring that nothing was lost, the wolf talents said a little bit, and pressed the transfer button on the magic bracelet. A portal opens in front of him and the portal opens directly to the transfer room of the Great Warship Paramitis.

"Okay, see you later." Professor Paul also smiled a little embarrassedly, watching Bedyville jump into the portal.

Just a few minutes after Bediville’s departure, Professor Paul’s face suddenly gloomy and his body seemed a little uncomfortable. He first squatted on the ground, then suddenly lost consciousness, and fell to the ground. △〓壹Reading 〓△

A serpent slowly climbed out from Professor Paul's suit and quickly circled the wooden floor of the room. Within the circle, a portal opens with it, and a person climbs out of the portal. This man has a slightly thin and insidious face, which appears in the dark light of the room.

This person is the poison pharmacist.

"Is it hard to sneak in, but I have nothing to gain." Bitter looked at the room and looked a little disappointed.

"But it." Bate had a stunned Professor Paul, who was stunned and sneered, "This man can continue to use it. Look at it for a while."

The snake on the ground was again coiled into a circle, which turned into a portal. Bate moved some hands and feet in the cup of the room, then jumped into the portal and disappeared. The snake snake sneaked and hid in the dark corner of the room, waiting for its owner's next action instruction.

At the same time, the British battleship - Paramitis.

Bettyville just walked out of the warship's transfer room and immediately saw King Arthur waiting at the door.

"Arthur." The werewolf saw no one, and said directly to the Cavalier: "What happened? Why is it so mysterious?"

"Beddy." The Cavaliers looked seriously at the werewolf youth: "If I said to you, I want you to accompany me to a very dangerous place. I don’t know how long it will take to return, but We are not guaranteed to come back alive - I say this, are you willing to go with me?"

"What the **** are you talking about?" The werewolf frowned.

The Cavaliers also frowned. "Do you want to know more?"

"No. ※~~www.readwn.com~Beddyville rushed and said: "I mean - [What are you talking about?] This kind of thing is not the first time you have been looking for me. When did you ask me for help, didn't you want me to go to a dangerous place with you, and there is no guarantee to come back alive?

And my answer has always been [OK, let's go].

The same question, this time I will give you the same answer - so why waste time and ask again, Arthur? "

The brow that Arthur had originally wrinkled was suddenly loosened. He looked at the werewolf youth with a look: "Beddyville, you really are my best friend. In this case, I will not test you again. When you are ready, go to Paramitis. Let's come to the combat conference room. We will talk about the details of this action again."

auzw.com "Okay." The werewolf asked by the way: "The purpose of this action is to wake Queen Greene, right?"

"Very correct." Cavaliers said with a smile: "We must go to the world two hundred years later to find Greenville. Merlin is already preparing, and we can see that we will be able to leave in a few hours."

"Time travel?" The werewolf whispered: "I didn't expect Merlin's connection to do this. If it works, it is an unprecedented experience."

"Yes, hope so." The Cavaliers returned with a heart.

"Oh, not good. There is only one tungsten tortoise whip left in my hand." Biddiville thought again: "I don't know if I can come back to find Segrad and they want weapons."

"Believe me, Brady." The Cavaliers whispered softly: "You don't have to bring anything, bring your own soul."

"Do you have anything to bring?"

"It should be said that nothing can be taken, except for your soul." The Cavaliers said with a wry smile: "So, don't think that getting a good equipment can easily accomplish this task."

"Okay," Bedieville shrugged. He still has no concept of time travel, but he estimates that they need to cross the time naked. No equipment can rely on, only relying on their own technology. On the technique of archery and scorpion whip, the werewolf still has a little confidence. But when it comes to the ability to use a fist to fight in close combat, he thinks it is very general. Moreover, it is not known what the world will become after two hundred years. The whip is not easy to find. The bow and arrow are, after all, primitive and backward weapons. Perhaps the world six has been eliminated two hundred years later. ?

"Well, I can at least get rid of the swordsmanship during this time." The Werewolf youth said: "There has been no use of swords recently, and I am afraid that even the most basic ability to survive is unfamiliar."

Therefore, it is more reliable to be familiar with the use of conventional weapons.

"Go, go to the arsenal and take a sword to practice, it is my license." The Cavaliers could not help but laugh. Although he doesn't think that this kind of rushing behavior will help the task, he can't bear to fight against Biddyville: "I will inform you when the mission is about to begin."

Bediville nodded and left.

Because it was only for the practice of swordsmanship, Betdiville did not choose a powerful lightsaber. Enchanting is not necessary. He only searched for an ordinary iron sword in the arsenal.

Of course, during this time, the warships will not open any practice room for candidates to test the sword. The Werewolf youth wants to vomit to the staff, but they get a perfunctory sentence: "Let's find a place where no one can practice."

Anyway, this is an iron sword that has no lethality and even has no open front. Even if you are squandering everywhere, you don't have to worry about cutting pedestrians passing by. The werewolf thought with a slight sigh, and walked on the deck of the Paramitis.

It is about 7 o'clock in the evening, and the deck of the battleship is particularly quiet. There were no ships taking off and landing, and almost no knights patrolling nearby. It is estimated that most people are going to have dinner. This desolate deck is illuminated by a column of lights on the ground, which is a good place to practice swordsmanship.

Bedieville took a sigh of relief and walked to the center of the deck of the ship, and was about to start practicing. However, at this time, he was shaking in the distance from the deck. With the glimmer of the lights on the deck, the werewolf was able to vaguely see the figure holding a thing like a stick or a sword, dancing in the east.

Yes, in addition to Bedieville, there are other fools who ran to this desolate and uninhabited place to practice swordsmanship. Is this diligent, or is it stupid? Bedyville smashed his head and couldn’t help but wonder. At this time, the person across the deck seemed to have noticed Bediville, especially the practice of using the iron sword in Bediville's hands. The man came over to the werewolf side.

"Hey, look at who we are here-" "The man has begun to laugh aloud without coming close, with a very strong Roman accent: "Hey, isn't that the little hairball before?"

"Small, small hairball?" Biddyville was very upset when he heard it: "Who is a small hairball!"

And as the man approached, Bedieville also recognized that there was a big man in front of him. The man’s arm is also wearing a magic bracelet, which should be the correct test for the round table. And looking at this big man, and then contacted this person's strong Roman accent, Bediville suddenly remembered something.

"You are the gladiator Bereld?" The werewolf could not help but whisper. In fact, the image of Bereld, the werewolf only saw the candidates in the beginning of the round table trial, under the reminder of Saifeier and Seglad. At that time, Gladiator Bereld also carried a strange helmet. Now the helmet is estimated to be "confiscated" by the organizer of the round table trial. It has not been unlocked from the locker, so this big man is now No helmets.

This guy used to be a helmet when he was not wearing a helmet. Bedyville can't help but laugh.

"Bad." The werewolf held back and laughed back.