Chapter 2789: Nightingale aria (2)

Chapter 2789 Nightingale Aria II
The night is deep.
The windless night sky has dark clouds that stagnate into the sky and stagnate. Above this dark cloud, a special iron ride flies low-key and pulls out a lavender, almost imperceptible tail flame. Under the action of the optical camouflage opened by the iron ride itself, its posture is more concealed.
"Awesome stealing system." Bettiville driving the iron ride can not help but say. Before the Paramitis did not know where to come from the small iron ride hidden system is powerful enough, I did not expect that there is a day outside, Chery Chad let Biddiville driving the iron ride, the stealth system can still be more advanced.
"This is a secret system developed by the independent research and development department of the Sphinx Foundation. Please don't mention it." Sitting in the back seat of the Iron Rider Chad Chad Road.
At that time, she tightened Bettyville's waist from the back, and her chest was pressed against the back of the werewolf youth. The soft touch came through the clothes, so that Beddyville, who only wore a thin shirt, was a bit tempted.
"By the way, after this is over, this iron ride can be given to you - although we have to recycle the hidden system." Sherrichad saw a silence in Bediville, thinking that the werewolf youth still praised the fine work of the iron rider. Just say.
Bedyville touched it: "Is it OK? Just give it to me?"
"Yes. This is the iron ride that Sphinx has been playing with before he passed away. He originally planned to take this iron ride with the most advanced technology and exchange it with your iron ride. Unfortunately, he is no longer here, this iron ride stays It’s useless, it’s better to give it to someone who should have been given it.

Bedyville’s mood instantly became heavy. The iron ride that Bediville bought from the black market in Cairo originally seemed to belong to Juggernaut. Sphinx and Sword Jacques seem to have had a relationship, he was in that relationship, and he planned to buy the iron ride from Bediville. In order to get the iron ride, he still did so many things in the back, but the old man is no longer there.
"The exchange is OK." Biddyville said, "If that is the last wish of the Sphinx, take my iron ride and exchange it with this iron ride."
"What's the point of doing this? Is the exchanged iron ride into the old tomb to make funerary objects?" The snow lion girl smiled softly: "No. His body has been cremated, only a cylinder of ashes, You don't need this kind of thing."
"This is a bit lonely."
"Do you have a family, Mr. Bedieville?" Snowy Chad suddenly asked, turning.
This question is like a stab in the wolf youth. He silently said: "There are wives and sons. But they are not there."
"Divorce?" Snow Rickard actually knows what to ask. She used to see the past of Bediville in the trial of the guardian of the Sun of the Sun (Beddyville didn't know about it). I know that Bettiville’s wife and children are not there.
"I don't know how to do it because it is an accident." Bedieville is vague.
"Have you ever tried to place funerary objects in their graves, right to worship?" The snow lion asked sharply.
"No. There is no grave at all, only a small grave was set up in the place where we originally settled." Biddiville replied with a little sadness: "I watched the monster swallow my wife and did not dare to hug her." There are expectations. But I still believe that my son is still alive. I just haven't found him yet."
"Why are you so convinced?"
"Intuition. The child is a blessing of the whole world. It is a lifetime of luck. Although there is no evidence, I even dare to say that even if the child is swallowed by a monster, he can still find ways to save."
"Yes." Snow Ryder shrugged. "Well, what I want to say is that it is meaningless to use material to remember the people who have passed away. When a person dies, he dies, he can't feel anything, nothing. If you have a funeral or a funeral, it is just to comfort the living people. This way, the living people will think that they will enjoy the same treatment, be remembered, and be commemorated when they die one day. Will not feel lonely."
Bedyville was silent. The truth is indeed this truth.
"The situation on your side is quite special. This iron ride is the old Sphinx who was going to send you, but there is no chance to send it out. The iron ride that the old man intends to exchange is only the old man himself. Only then does it know the meaning it represents. In this case, whether it is this iron ride or your car, I think it is up to you to keep and use it, and it can fully reflect their value. I believe that the old man’s spirit in heaven will agree. My thoughts."
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"Then I will accept it." Beddyville. It feels like it is completely a big bargain for the Sphinx.
"So, what is special about where we are going next?" Biddiville asked again: "Is it to remember the dead, or to comfort the living?"
"Probably both have it." Chery Chad replied: "There are ten nautical miles left from Madagascar. It is expected to be near the territorial waters of South Africa after two hours. Please reduce the speed and be careful."
"This is a blatant smuggling." Biddiville whispered: "I can understand that you are looking for me as a bodyguard and driver, sneaking into the incident. But why? The president of the Sphinx consortium, the big sister, Shirleycha Miss De, do you need such a difficult night to sneak into Madagascar? Is it not good to enter the country legally through diplomatic channels?"
"Can't do it." Snowy Chapton replied coldly: "Do you know what the full name of the Republic of South Africa is?"
Bedyville shook his head.
"The full name is [Saharan Republic of South Africa]. It is a country that advocates [human supremacism]." Snow Rickard asked himself: "In the past they organized African countries to invade the Kingdom of Soris, destroy the kingdom and treat the kingdom." This has always been the case before being your own colony. In their eyes, only human bloodlines are the purest, and the higher the purity of human bloodlines, the more respect they are. On the contrary, our orcs are low-lying, Even normal tourist entry or business entry applications are difficult to obtain approval."
The young man of the werewolf had a cold sweat in his forehead. In fact, he used to trace the whereabouts of Juggernaut J. Joseph. He once visited Pretoria, the capital of South Africa, with King Arthur. At that time, there were a lot of formalities. And because the king of Great Britain is on the road, South Africa’s talent network is open to allow Bediville to enter. If Bedieville applies for entry, he may not be able to approve it.
"And I am still a lion-like person, a descendant of the kingdom of Soris that they once destroyed. Naturally, people like me are also on the blacklist of the Republic of South Africa, and it is impossible to enter the country normally." Snow Rickard whispered: "The Lions were destroyed by South Africa and sold to the rest of the world as slaves, and they must never set foot on the land of their former motherland. That country is so hateful."
Speaking of this, the arms of Snow Ritchard, who had been carrying the waist of Bediville, were shaking. I don't know if it is trembled by anger, or because of sorrow. Only she will know.
Although Chery Chad always said that she didn't care, Betteville knew that she actually cares a lot. Her feelings when she spoke were very similar to those of the previous Arthur. She was calm and calm like a windless lake, but she always felt that there was great anger burning in it quietly, like the violent torrents hidden under the calm water.
Being destroyed by the country, being trampled on dignity, and being ordered to never set foot in his own country, this is what Schreidhard can't stand. Therefore, she will come up with the next step, that is, to use the illegal means of smuggling, and then go to the former Kingdom of Soris to take a trip.
"Ah, there is, slow down and stop on that small island." It is a dark night when the clouds are closed, and Chery Chad’s eyesight is amazingly good. I can see a small island on the dark sea. .
"Yes, big sister." Biddyville joked and said, let the iron ride land.
This is a small reef island less than two kilometers from Madagascar. It has no plants on it, but it is a habitat for seabirds. It is surrounded by the stench of bird droppings.
"There is a small cave on the other side, let the iron ride in." Snow Ritchard instructed. God knows how she learned about a hidden cave on a nameless bird island?
Bettyville silently followed, from the side of the bird island, and actually found a cave entrance hidden in the shadow of the reef. There are holes in the sky, and the hidden caves are just enough for them to park an iron ride. Considering that this is a natural cave, it is possible that Chery Chad knew the bird island and its hiding place from the very beginning, and then chose this place to park the iron ride. She knows everything about her former country.
"Although the day is South Africa's National Day, they have concentrated most of their troops in the capital to prepare for the military parade, and Madagascar's garrison will be relatively weak." Snow Rickard jumped off the iron ride: "But there are still photon radars around the island. There is an empty turret on the wall. The ability of the iron rider to steal can't fool the high-precision photon radar. So, from here on, you can only swim."
"Swimming?" Bettiville's body began to stiffen. Not to mention how difficult it is to swim a kilometer, the werewolf youth itself is a dry duck.
"Dry Duck?" The Snow Lion Girl bundled the long hair and laughed at Bediville.
"Dry duck." The werewolf youth replied helplessly.
"Unexpectedly. The heroes in various game novels are often dry ducks, and they will drown in the water." Sherrichad laughed and kicked the iron storage box: "This Will help."
The storage compartment was opened and contained diving equipment specially prepared for the operation. Sherrichad is well prepared.
"Isn't swimming well, will you always dive?" Snow Rickard smiled and stuffed the diving props into Bedieville's hands.