1:158 Sinking in a Nightmare (Part I)

Arthur here put down the phone and continued to eat.

"Did Evan say anything?" asked Bedeville.

"It's nothing, it's just that his father's contract creature is very powerful, and I need to be careful with it. "Oh, the tone is really big, when did that kid become so arrogant, he was obviously just a miscellaneous little ghost before. Tristan scoffed, unconvinced.

"Don't say that. Evan is the fastest growing of your little guys, and he's doing a great job now. Arthur said.

"If I had the kind of eye that could see through everything, it would be easy to fight or something!" Tristan said unconvinced.

"Oh, so, you think his strength is just his own innate talent?" Arthur sneered.

"It's not far off, it's not far away!" Tristan sneered.

"Do you think that people can become strong just by relying on talent?" Arthur sneered mysteriously, "What really makes a person strong, you still don't understand anything, Your Royal Highness the Little Prince of the Mermaid Kingdom." Tristan didn't fully understand, but he could vaguely feel the sarcasm in Arthur's words, so he said angrily, "If it's not talent, then what else can you rely on?" Arthur said. He glanced around, at Bediwell, and even at Thorville, who was busy eating by pretending not to hear anything, and then he said, "You three, do you dare to go with me to a place tomorrow?" "Oh, is there any place that Uncle Ben doesn't dare to go?" Tristan said arrogantly.

"You'll find out tomorrow. Arthur said.

In the evening, Greenwiel had just soaked in the bathtub when the phone rang again.

"Is it Greenway?" said Arthur on the other end of the phone.

"Did you deliberately pick me on call when I was in the shower?" asked Greenway angrily.

"Uh, I'm sorry" "Forget it. Do you have anything to say?" said Greenway.

"That. Arthur told Greenway what he had planned for tomorrow.

Greenwiel's face was solemn: "Are you kidding? Do you have to use [that] in such an extraordinary time?" "It's not me who wants to use it, it's the three imps in my Knights." I have already obtained the approval of the Grand Duke of Lyon Dickens first. I'm calling you right now, based on the security issues of using [that], and I want to inform you in advance so that you can prepare. "In other words, they want me to be the babysitter of those imps so that they don't die, right?" Greenway said impatiently, "and with me, my life can be saved." But I don't guarantee that they'll be missing an arm or a leg—" "It's just their own bad luck if they do that, don't care." Arthur said coldly.

"You're not going to care if the kitten lives or dies?" Greenway sneered.

"What kitten?" Arthur was stunned for a moment.

"The leopard kid. Greenwiel laughed even more, "Puppies, kittens, and fish." Your farm is really full of cute little animals. Arthur on the other end of the line didn't speak for a while.

"Are you making fun of me in your heart?!" Greenway suddenly became angry.

"No, that's not the case. Arthur said coldly.

"Don't pretend to be garlic!, damn guy!!" Greenway was even angrier.

"Anyway, I'll leave it to you tomorrow. Arthur said.

"Hmph, the attitude of begging is really bad!" said Greenway, "You say it so lightly, have you ever been in [that] yourself?" "Richard once tried to challenge that, but he always ran away halfway through and left me in there." So it's okay, you've been in there three or four times or so?" "Three times? Greenway said disdainfully.

"Thanks to my constitution. I don't have feelings, I certainly don't know what fear is, and of course the stuff in it doesn't bother me. Arthur said.

"I don't believe that. "Human fear is innate, and when you really want to be afraid, you will still be afraid no matter what." To say, 'If you don't have feelings, you won't know to be afraid,' is a self-deceptive statement. Arthur, don't push yourself and unwisely challenge what you're really afraid of. Doing so will only ruin you. "I see. Arthur replied absentmindedly, and he hung up the call without waiting for Greenway to chatter.

Greenwiel closed the phone and sighed.

The next day. There are still three days left before the duel with the Grand Duke of Graces.

"What the hell is the deal with that calling me here for no reason, if it's nothing particularly important, I'll have to go back to training," Ivan said with a little dissatisfaction.

"Is this a little action you're doing?" Arthur glared at Tristan.

"Hey, that's what you said, he's grown so powerful, I guess he'll be able to handle the 'that' place we're going to today, right?" Tristan retorted, "so I called him with me to show everyone how powerful he is." "Uh, what's going on? Can someone explain it to me?" Ivan was confused.

"Hmph, forget it, in that case, let's let it be. Evan, think of the place we're going to next be a [trial]. Arthur said, "This trial may be life-threatening, so it's up to you to follow it." What are you going to do?" "What are you going to do?" asked Ivan suspiciously.

"The trial of 'making people really strong'. Tristan said in a mocking tone, "That's what Arthur said. "Really?" Ivan thought for a moment, "Haode, I'm participating." Tristan saw Ivan say this, and a disdainful sneer appeared on his face.

Arthur saw Tristan's sneer, and a sneer of disdain appeared on his face.

Seeing Arthur and Tristan laughing at each other, Bediwell couldn't help frowning as she said, "I'm okay with you guys doing this training, but is it necessary to involve Thorville as well?" "Dangerous?" Arthur said casually, "No, you don't even need to be trained in combat to pass [that trial].

To pass the trial, you don't need strong combat power, but something else. And this is a haode opportunity. Maybe when this time is over, the little ghost will be able to speak. "But—" "If you're so worried about his safety," Arthur sneered, "protect him in the midst of trials." ＂