Chapter 1972: Battle for the morning (7)

Chapter 1972
At the same time, somewhere in Cairo.
Albert woke up and found that his faint pain disappeared without a trace.
"So they really have a way to cure me?" The tiger turned to look at the cat boy sitting next to the bed and asked.
"You can say that." Mutt replied vaguely.
"Well," the tiger-aged youth raised his arm to move. The pain is gone, but it is a bit embarrassing. His arm is like his own arm. He orders to move the arm from the body. When it really moves, he always feels that there is a pause of half a second.
"Is this really cured? Or have you given me an analgesic so that I can't feel the pain for a while?"
"You doubt that it doesn't make sense." Mutter sent a cupcake to the tiger: "You should be hungry too, eat something first."
"I hope I can really eat it." Albert took the cupcakes with suspicion and took a bite.
The taste is not bad, the cake is sweet with a honey, but it is not too sweet and greasy.
This faint sweet spurred Albert's taste buds, and the pleasantness of eating made him start to bite the cupcakes. He literally gorged himself, and he ate the palm cakes with only a piece of cake paper.
"Ah, yes. Now I should feel a pain in my stomach." Albert began to smack his stomach. In theory, the internal organs have been fragmented, so that after eating, a vicious circle will be ushered in, just as he has experienced before.
However, the abdominal pain did not come. Everything is normal.
"Look? They really healed you." Mutter's look finally relaxed, shrugging at the tiger youth.
"God knows if it is true." Albert said he would be suspicious. He moved from the bed and wanted to get out of bed. "It's not too late. Should we go to the assembly and go to the game?"
"Stupid, we are already on the sand boat, we are rushing to the arena." Mutter pressed Albert back: "It’s only a little more than 7:30, but it’s just a matter of getting out of the sand and sailing in advance. Your body. Still very weak, still lay here and rest for a while. Want to eat more cupcakes?"
"Uh-huh, come one more." Elbert reluctantly lay down and said. No wonder he felt a slight shock in this room from just now. It turned out that this is not the interior of the hotel, but the cabin of the sand ship that is moving.
Mutter didn't know where to get a cake. This honey-flavored cupcake is as loose as the air, but it does not provide a feeling of fullness. However, Albert did not feel hungry. Instead, the stimulation of the taste made him feel very interesting, so he wanted to eat a second cake.
"Sultan Lee Arrows." Albert grabbed a cake and suddenly shouted: "What kind of team is that? Since it was the seed team of the runner-up in the Super Bowl last year, they must be very good. Where is it? Is it more cheating than the team I have encountered before?"
"Don't talk nonsense." Mutter suddenly whitened the tiger's youth. "The Sultan Lee Arrows team is made up of elves. It is also rare in the dark American football world. It can be a strong team that can win with integrity. That is true. Dear opponents, don't confuse them with the cheating guys you've encountered before."
"Elves" Elbert groaned with all his thoughts. In his impression, the elves are not all those who are slender and weak.
But the elves do have their power, not strength, but skill, and their powerful eye and hearing.
Especially the Dark Elves - Albert's mind suddenly flashed Chanel's appearance, and then he suddenly remembered the things he did with Chanel yesterday, his face could not help but a blush.
"What are you blushing?" Mutter noticed Albert's subtle look and couldn't help but ask: "Isn't that something that is going on?"
"Nonsense." Albert rushed to hide his face.
"But it’s all men who are on the court. You think you can take advantage of the elves’ elder sisters. I think too much.
The cat boy added another sentence.
"How to say that I am like a ghost." Albert gave a white cat a look.
"Are you not?" The cat-and-boys took it for granted.
Albert glanced at each other and said nothing.
Rumble and rumble. After a shock, the sand boat seemed to stop.
"We are here," said Mutter.
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"Unexpectedly, I arrived in Sudan without any difficulty." I remembered that the sand boat was attacked several times on the way to the stadium, and Albert could not help but cough.
"I have told you that the Sudanese Arrows team is a tyrannical opponent. They will compete with us on the court. How can we use the next three methods to stop us."
"Hey--" Albert climbed out of bed and made no comment.
"Where are you going? There is still a period of time since the start of the game. Are you not resting in bed?"
"I went out to take some fresh air." The tigers were young, and then walked out of the cabin despite the opposition of the cat and the boy.
at the same time.
"I'm coming again~" Slaged plunged his head into the room and politely screamed.
In the room with the stove, the snoring of the iron stopped.
"It's you again." Odin's old man looked unhappy at the Leopard youth: "What's wrong, are you no longer lacking rosin now? How come you harass me? If it doesn't matter to do business, Just hurry back."
"I am here to borrow the shackles of your furnace." Seglad said: "There is something to build, but unfortunately there is no better equipment in Egypt than the old one."
"Oh?"
"Of course, I will pay you the cost of borrowing the furnace." Seglad added: "I have brought all the materials, and I will leave the equipment and will not take up a lot of your time." Meow."
"Yes." Odin's old man moved from the wooden stool. "You are the most important game this afternoon. You are still busy making equipment. What do you think is new? Let me see." Let me go."
"The idea has always been that there is no tool." Seglad took two small gold hammers from the waist. "But I got a funny little thing, which made it possible for me to realize those ideas." ""
"Well?" The old man looked at the two golden hammers in the hands of the young Leopard. One of the hammers is the token of the dragon hunter, which was given to Seglade by Odin, and he certainly would not be unfamiliar with it. However, the appearance of another gold hammer really scared Odin's old man!
"You! Where did you get the thing?!" He hurriedly asked.
"This 喵?" Segrad slammed his head: "To be honest, I am not very clear. This is what my friend got when he saved someone. Then he gave it to me and me. Brother."
"Show me that thing!" The old man took the golden hammer from Segrad's hand. He stared at every detail of the golden hammer with his eyes wide open, and then turned it into a variety of tools, flicking a few times to test the feel. After checking it again, he stuffed the hammer back to Segrad, took another golden hammer from the Leopard youth and tested it in the same way.
"Impossible!" The old man said: "There are no two [Tor] in the world."
"What?"
"Look at it yourself." The old man handed the golden hammer to the youth of the leopard, pointed to an almost inconspicuous part of the end of the hammer, and showed the carved figure that was almost invisible to the naked eye to the youth of the leopard. : "Every dragon hunter has this mark on the token, and it is unique, named after the mythical god's life. This token I gave you, this is my son's relic. Its The title is [Tor]."
The old man picked up the token he used from his waist: "This is my own special token. Its title is [Odin], and it is also the token used by the highest-ranking of the dragon-hunters. Before I die. It will always be kept in my hands until I pass it on to the next user."
The old man picked up another gold hammer from Segrad's hand: "You look at the coat of arms on this stuff. This is also [Tor]."
Segrad's eyesight is not as good as Odin's dad, but as an orc, he still has a good eyesight. He then carefully compared the two golden hammers in his hand. As the old Odin said, the coat of arms on the two hammers is exactly the same, even the most subtle differences are not.
"So I still don't understand? Is this a copy, or a counterfeit?"
Odin's old man's look is serious: "The token of the Dragon Hunter cannot be copied. It is something that has been passed down from a long time ago, and you can understand it as the technological crystallization left by the ancients. These tokens are in the world. There is only a fixed amount, and the coat of arms on each token is unique. I can assure you 100% that [Tor] can't have counterfeit goods, and there may only be one."
"What the is this all about?" Segrad listened even more confused.
"You ask me? I want to ask you!" Odin is also a confused question: "Don't mention the one I gave you [Tor]. Another [Tor] is where to take it from Come out? What did your friend have experienced?"
Which one is extra [Tor] is actually the man who stayed in the mysterious black robe. The man in the black robe used this token to open the portal to the Hall of the Spirit, and led Bediville to save people - saving the Solar, who was buried in the rubble and dying.
However, since then, Bediville has not explained to anyone that he has rescued Solar, nor has he mentioned that the black robe man used the token to open the Hall of the Spirit. The Werewolf youth just thought that this golden hammer should be sent to the right user, and then handed the token to the two brothers Seifer and Segrad.
"It seems that I have to talk to Mr. Bedieville after I go back." Segrad's face became dignified.