Chapter 1917: Lionheart blood (4)

Chapter 1917 Lionheart Blood Four
Late at night, Arthur returned to the backyard of a small hotel in the port of Penzance.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
He only heard the sound of a blade waving.
It is reasonable to say that in the middle of the night, no one will fight in the backyard of a hotel, and even if there is a fight, no one can control it. So Arthur did not see the truth, and immediately came to the conclusion that Bettiville was doing things.
Sure enough, the great white wolf is holding a silver long sword with his mouth, waving freely in the open space of the backyard, playing the sword and playing hard.
The wild wolf generally does not make this kind of behavior. It is definitely a wolf that has been trained in strict combat with a sword. Therefore, the people at the hotel saw that Biddeville was practicing swords here, and did not dare to stop him, fearing to be cut by Bedieville. And Arthur has indeed delivered a large sum of money to rent the hotel room, and informed the owner of the hotel in advance, this white wolf is his companion. The people at the hotel thought that Arthur was a nobleman from the field, and he certainly wouldn’t dare to mess with Arthur’s pet wolf.
So it became what it is now.
The white wolf swayed the sword and danced under the moonlight, fantastic and surreal.
"Hey, big night, are you so enthusiastic about practicing martial arts?" Arthur said as he walked over.
"Wang!" Biddyville tied the sword to the mud and responded to Arthur. Four people were originally uninhabited, and Bedieville should be able to speak at will, but he still refuses to speak now, perhaps still afraid that the wall has ears.
Arthur did not care over the over-exposed Bediville, and continued: "I have already negotiated with the Governor of Penzance. We will leave for Plymouth tomorrow morning to see the lord over there. The lord of Plymouth is said to be very dissatisfied with the war. Maybe we can get the support of the lord."
"Wang?" Beddyville looked up at Arthur.
He couldn't understand what Arthur said [getting support from the lord]. He had not been to the castle of the Governor of Penzance since the beginning (because he was a wolf, so he ate a closed door), so he did not hear the dialogue between Arthur and the Duke of Penzance, and he did not know the ins and outs. Now Arthur suddenly talked about the Duke of Plymouth, and Bediville apparently listened.
"In any case, it is to find more supporters and eventually unite the anti-war forces in England and stop this meaningless war." Arthur briefly said: "Don't worry, Brady. In the near future, peace. Will definitely come. Then we can take Greenville back."
"Hey." Biddeville did not continue to listen to Arthur, biting the silver sword from the ground, accurately collecting the scabbard on his back, and then turned back to the hotel.
"What's wrong, are you not happy?" Arthur followed, and shouted: "Sometimes I really don't know what you are thinking. You don't speak, who knows your opinion?"
"Call. You talk to a wolf? It's sad." However, before Arthur entered the hotel, a voice suddenly sounded around him, almost not scaring Arthur.
"Is it you?" Arthur glanced at the girl who was hiding in the shadows. The girl's black tight-fitting leather coat makes her almost perfect blend with the night. Even the leather on the leather is also specially treated with extinction. It almost does not reflect a little light under the moonlight, which is more conducive to the girl's stealth.
"You haven't finished the task to protect me along the way? Why don't you go back to the ivory tower?" Arthur was a little bored when he saw the Beyreta hiding there.
"My mission is to [protect you along the way], including but not limited to protecting you from the residence of the Witched Lady back to Penzance." The girl said: "As for when I want to protect you, I have to look at the ivory tower. How to decide. I have already sent them a letter, just wait for their reply. Do you think I really want to follow you all the way? I am also annoying."
"Oh." Arthur grinned. "The one I don't need most is a witch. You will trouble me. I don't want to be said to be a witch with the witch. If the Holy See is a heterosexual trial." The official came to the door, I am not very bad?"
"You don't have to worry about this because I am not a witch at all, I am just a secret agent." Bayuetta replied.
"Oh? You are not a witch? What are the ghosts that you used in the battle before? Can normal people bounce in the air and stick to the wall?"
"That's all the merits of the magical device. It's all about equipment." Beyuleta shrugged. "Even if you are, you don't rely on the magic sword in the battle. It is also a magical way." And it's a dangerous thing with a magic furnace. If I use the magic device to be easily ordered by the herestor, you can use the magic sword as well.
"I will not let the sacred angels scabbard under normal circumstances," Arthur said.
"That would, I wouldn't use my magic device under normal circumstances." The girl also replied: "And the effect of my magic device is hidden. Even if it is used, it will not be seen without being sighted. problem."
"You are free," Arthur was too lazy to go to the theory of Beyuleta. He walked into the hotel: "In short, you are farther away from me, don't bother me. If you give me trouble, I will seriously consider it. Let me solve it. Just like this, good night."
Beyuleta seemed to want to say something, but Arthur left her behind her and ran away. After returning to his room, the first thing Arthur had to do was to lock the doors and windows.
"Oh." Then he sighed in bed: "It's annoying, and there is another stalker."
"Still a woman." Bedieville sat on the side and grabbed it with the claws of his hind legs. Bettyville, who became a white wolf, even the usual movements are full of wolves: "I’m bored, and now I have fewer opportunities to speak."
"Just talk in front of the woman, scare her to jump?" Arthur couldn't help but snarl.
"There is a chance to say it again." Bedieville jumped on the big wooden table in the room: "Now I don't know what camp she belongs to. It is even more unfavorable to expose my identity. If the ivory towers are also hostile to the Mozu. ?"
"In this world, they themselves are also a group of demon martyrdoms, and they will be hunted by the Holy See." Arthur couldn't help but smile: "But I was quite surprised. The wizards of this world even have ivory towers, avoiding the Holy See." Hunting. History is always strikingly similar."
"Exactly," said Bediwell, who had already used his big, furry wolf tail to warm himself around.
"Do you want a blanket?" Arthur asked, "Will you sleep like this?"
"I am the Mozu, Arthur." Bettiville could not help but whisper: "The Mozu will not catch a cold."
"This kind of thing is hard to say." Arthur stressed.
"Tomorrow has to catch up early, isn't it?" Bettiville has rushed to end the conversation: "Good night, Arthur."
"Okay, okay." Arthur couldn't help but replied angrily: "Sleep your laziness, you stupid."
After a while. There was a vague scream of the white wolf in the room, and Biddiville might be really tired, and now he has fallen into deep sleep.
auzw.com It’s Arthur, who turned around on the bed and couldn’t close his eyes. Since he came to this different world after 900 years, there have been many things he has been unable to understand. He knows nothing about the world, explores the world with vague fears, and discovers that the world is full of conspiracy.
For example, the body of the boy he now occupies is obviously the original owner. But where did its original owner go? This is a mystery that is extremely scary and shocking.
Intuition tells Arthur that to end the series of events in this world, he must think of ways to solve the mystery of this one.
Only when all the mysteries are solved, when he first glimpses the truth of this world, the journey of this world will come to an end.
Hey!
The bell rang began to ring. The sound is like a death knell, full of unknown atmosphere.
The sound came from far away, and it seemed to be a sound coming from inside a certain building. It was both vague and true, mixed with the midnight fog and lingering in the air.
Wake up by this bell, Arthur climbed out of the bed and looked out the window.
In the darkness that is close to the fingers, in the gray fog that reflects the moonlight, Arthur can vaguely see a red outline, the outline of the building. The bell came from that direction.
That special silhouette like a tower, Arthur remembers.
That building is [Warrior's Grave].
At the moment I saw the tomb of the Warriors, there seemed to be something that began to emerge from Arthur’s brain.
That is, surging, like a frenzy of memory.
Thousands of mixed images and sounds rushed out, not giving the teenager a chance to breathe!
"Hey!" Arthur leaned against the window because of a headache, feeling that his head was about to explode!
However, the thousands of chaotic pictures and sounds were gradually occupied by other clearer memory fragments, and a seemingly innocent memory began to appear in front of Arthur.
juvenile. Wheat field. Black death.
Everyone is sick and died, and the plague is so terrible.
People are afraid of burning all the evil things with the fire. The corpses piled up into mountains, burned by firewood, stinking, and black smoke was rising.
This country has been detained by evil. Must escape.
Therefore, they let him escape without being infected with this evil.
Abandoning your homeland, abandoning your own origins, and abandoning everything you have.
Just, in order to survive.
However, the war did not stop because of this, and the country that was contaminated by evil had been controlled by the devil and was out of control. Its erosion will continue to spread, as the human ambition continues to expand outward until the world is swallowed up.
The teenager feels powerless because he is only a weak boy who is unarmed, has no power, and does not have enough will to reverse all of this.
He can only pray to God, hoping that the madness of the world can stop.
He has no longevity, he has never had everything, he has to offer everything he has, and even dedicate his soul.
Just to achieve your own unique wish.
He is very kind, he is very fortunate, his world has a who is willing to listen to his prayers.
[Your wishes have been approved].
A glare was scattered in the sky, and white light fell on the wheat field, accompanied by the holy sword given by God.
With the radiance of this light, the youngster's soul slowly rises and is taken away to the paradise of heaven.
At the same time, what remains on the ground is an empty shell without soul. This empty shell has become the key to fulfilling the aspirations of young people.
Because the king of the past has come here.
"Oh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
Arthur, who had a headache, made a terrible scream.
A black crow shadow also hurried through the window and landed in the room.
"Your Majesty!" Merlin exclaimed.
"Hey, ah, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, Arthur has no time to take care of Merlin, his headache continues to intensify, and it is about to explode!"
"Oops!" Because the situation is too urgent, the crow's shadow can't be considered so much. It has a large wings and a black hole-like thing in the middle of the room.
"What?" Beddyville woke up at this time.
Hey! Everyone present, or the soul of these people, was instantly sucked away by the black hole.