Chapter 2395: Wild hunting in the deep sea (10)

Chapter 2395 Hunting for the Deep Sea Ten
When Bedieville spoke of a surprising fact, the young man’s face showed an extremely embarrassing expression.
"Sure enough, nothing beats you, Mr. Bedieville." The other said.
"Because I have also tried time travel, and I am constantly being warned, I can't break certain rules." Bettiville replied: "Your voices and practices are exactly the same as those who are jealous."
That awkward guy, of course, is the Merlin prime minister.
"Okay. Let you know about this, I can't help it." The young man sighed: "Please don't say it."
"Of course I won't talk about it. You have saved me, and I will certainly obey the request of the savior. This festival is still there."
"What are you doing?" The young man smiled lightly.
"So, because of my business, you and your companions have fallen out, really no problem?" Biddiville asked again.
"It shouldn't happen, it can't be recovered." The other side smiled: "Even if it's my own waywardness, I will eventually be forgiven by my companions."
"It seems that the other people's salvation is true." After Betteville tried to finish the round, he continued: "But do you confirm that other people will not bother me? In order to maintain the balance of time and space and the normal development of history, assassination What am I?"
"Things don't work like this. You don't need to worry at all." The young man replied and climbed from the ground: "I have set up a distress beacon here, and the people of Great Britain will soon come over to rescue. Please continue to cultivate here, and I should leave."
Seeing the other person wanting to go, Bedieville was busy asking: "Wait. Just like this?"
"Just like this. What happened?"
"When are you going to take back the little naughty of Ober?" Biddyville asked.
The other party seemed to be shocked again, and silenced for two seconds before saying: "Fruit. Of course. Anything can't beat you, Mr. Bedieville."
"Once I got the conclusion that you are a time traveler, there are a lot of things that can't be explained, and it's naturally linked." The Werewolf youth laughed: "The child is not a person of this era, it is from the future. And you guys. So he knows a lot of things that people of this era shouldn't know. The child... is the son of Albert and Chanel?"
"Yeah." Even if he didn't want to admit it, the other person snorted and counted as an answer.
"I won't ask you [what happened in the future], but it seems that the child doesn't even know his father's existence, that is, ------"
"Please don't go on, Mr. Bedieville. Predicting the future in this form is also one of the taboos."
"Oh, sorry."
"I really should go. If the people of Great Britain came over and touched me, the situation would become complicated." The young man hurriedly said, "Goodbye (Kama) Goodbye, Mr. Bedieville."
In the depths of the werewolf youth, his prosthetic left arm, which will never hurt: "Before you go, can you hold a hand with me?"
"Handshake..."
"No?"
The other person hesitated, or reached out and shook hands with Bedieville.
Then Beddyville suddenly tried to grab the other's arm and sighed: "Sure enough, you, Husky."
"Hey!?" Let the young man's unexpected reasoning, scared the muscles on his face suddenly froze.
"You, are you kidding, Mr. Bedieville..." He tried to break free from Bedyville's hands, but the Werewolf youth grabbed each other's arm as a prosthetic, but not because of Bediville. The injury is serious and the grip is deserved. The other party has nowhere to escape.
"You don't have to install it. The technique of tying the bandages has sold you." The werewolf youth calmly analyzed: "The people of the Eskimo have a habit... or a bad habit, like at the wound. Use a bandage to wrap a few turns, thinking that this can better prevent the crack from cracking. In fact, this is not useful at all, and it is easy to compress the wound and cause secondary cracking.
I used to be a lot of back to Arthur because of this bad habit. I finally forced myself to improve and become the current method of bandages. I wrapped around the wound two times, and the position next to the wound. Wrap around three circles. This is the bandaged technique that only I will use. Actually, it does not have any extra effect. It is only familiar with such a tie, and it will be tied. Apart from myself, only Husky in the world has seen me bandaged like this. "
"It’s just a coincidence..."
"It may happen that if you don't give me the same way to wrap the bandages in so many wounds. It doesn't happen that many times, little fools." Bettiville continued to face the lesson: "And when I saw this little scar on your arm, I was even more convinced. Do you remember the scar that you used to steal my lightsaber when you were a child, burned by a lightsaber? At that time, you still cried and asked if I would leave scars."
It seems that there is such a thing, but even Husky does not remember.
"I thought that the hair would be covered in the past to cover the scars, so I didn't care any more, right?" The werewolf youth grinned. "It really is a small fool."
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"Dad..." It’s not going to be okay until now. Husky changed his tone and sighed: "Sure enough... nothing can beat you."
"So how did you become human, and it is still so tall? Oh, wait, don't answer me. You are not [Hasky in this era], but [from the future of Husky]. It’s a taboo to arbitrarily speculate on the future], right?"
"Yeah." Young Husky nodded. "I certainly can't tell you."
"Then why your human form looks like Solar, I won't ask." Biddyville said with a joke: "No, I still have to ask. Your Uncle Solar will not let What strange water white liquid you drink ------"
"The dragon-hunter family will never age, and there are genetic sources in his blood that will never deteriorate." Husky replied: "Dad, Uncle Solar did nothing, he is an individual."
"Hahaha, sorry, sorry." Just as the werewolf youth smiled bitterly, Husky changed back to the dog's appearance. Maybe he also felt that it was strange to see his father in a human appearance. After growing up, the young Husky, the color of his body is much lighter than the original, but the white on the cheek and the white near the brow bone are still the same.
"It turned out to be back."
"Normally it will not come after changing people. I use some special operations."
"Sure enough, this look looks pleasing to the eye. Come, let Dad look at your face better than ------"
"I really have to go ------"
"Just like it."
Haski sighed and leaned over to Bediville, so he was kneeling beside his father. The werewolf youth also extended the other hand to touch his son's cheek.
"Do you know, I am looking for you in the world. You in this era. Hey, my son. I thought there was no hope at all, I thought I was deceiving myself. But you really exist, right? You are not an illusion. Right? You are still waiting for me in a corner of the world in this era, right?"
"Yes, Dad." The eyes of the young dog people are flashing with tears.
"That's good. Great.. Wait, I will find you. No matter how many years it takes, no matter how many detours to take."
"Although according to the original history, you will die in today's battle, we will never see it in our lifetime." Husky cried and joked.
"Then I am very happy that history has changed." Biddeville also cried and joked: "What [the balance of the world will be broken] and so on, let it go to hell."
嚯啦啦啦啦 ------ There is a sound of a boat approaching in the distance.
"I really should go." Young Husky stepped back and wiped the tears in his eyes: "So... goodbye, Dad."
"Do more care, Husky." The werewolf youth cried and laughed, and the expression was quite funny.
"You also take care... Dad." The young dog turned and left. I didn't know what device was activated. I opened a bubble-like thing and wrapped it around him. Then he took the bubble and wore it. The wall flew into the glass wall not far from the wall and disappeared without a trace.
(Husky...)
(This should not be a dream, right?)
"Found, just there!!" The werewolf youth can hear far from seeing who is yelling. A group of medical staff wearing white robes had carried the stretcher and rushed over.
"Hey, are you okay?!" The first thing that came over was Constantine: "Who is the wound that you bandaged?"
"..." The werewolf youth opened his eyes slightly and did not answer.
"He has too much blood loss and is unconscious, ready to transfuse!" "There may be a fracture, pay attention when moving!" "The internal organs and multiple soft tissues are seriously damaged! Prepare your life equipment!" Doctors yell at me with a word Road.
"...I..." Biddeville just wanted to ask about the crew on the Twilight. The doctors had covered an oxygen mask over his mouth. Fresh, pure oxygen is transported from the tube at the end of the mask and flows directly into the nasal cavity of the Werewolf youth. A feeling of soothing relaxation suddenly shrouded Bettiville's body, and he was also stunned by the huge sleepiness, and the eyelids collapsed like a lead.
A few minutes after the turmoil, somewhere in the Sahara Sea.
"The end is over." Husky sighed and rushed to the place where his companions met.
"You are such a jerk." Hal slammed the wound in his lower abdomen and complained: "My kidneys have been pierced by you, and I almost died. To save Uncle Bedwell, have you poisoned your friends for years?"
"Sorry, sorry." The young dogman smiled bitterly: "I will compensate you if I go back. Do you want chocolate or cookies?"
"Stupid..." Hal turned his red face away: "There is no use for this. You know. You are not [special point], the world line will still be closed, Bettiville Uncle will eventually die in the hands of Moby Dick. You just delay the occurrence of this happening, and it increases the risk of our actions..."
"I know." Husky smiled bitterly: "Even so, I still want to gamble and have a possibility of change in the future."
Hope is still there, in case it comes true?