Chapter 1080: Finding the Secret in the Sand Sea (2)

Bediwell and his party hadn't reached the black market yet, and the werewolves had already seen Solaar waiting in front of that dead end from a distance.

"Solar. Arthur slowed down and followed Bedeville as he slowly approached the Demon Swordsman.

"You've brought quite a few people here, my friend. Solal smiled warmly at King Arthur and Bediwell, and did not seem to be upset.

"They're just coming along," the werewolf glanced at Segrade on the back seat of the dragoon, "I'm only responsible for delivering the kid to Daddy Odin, and there's something else to do after that." "Okay. Solal walked towards the wall, his figure disappearing into the wall—it was just an optical projection.

"Let's go too. Arthur wasn't surprised, he was afraid that he had seen through the optical projection behind the wall the moment he saw Soral. The Knight King drove his dragoon into the wall at a very slow pace, and Bediwell carefully followed.

After passing through a layer of mist, the werewolf was presented with a large market. Compared to last night's lively, brightly lit night market, this morning's black market is noticeably quieter. Maybe black market trading is also about the atmosphere, and it must be done at night to be interesting?

"I think you know the way, but let me take you one more time. Odin's house is on the east side of the market. The Demon Swordsman walked at the forefront, talking as he went.

"Come up, Solar. Bediwell said from the Demon Swordsman. There was still a vacant seat in his back seat at the time, and Solal was equipped far beyond overloading the Iron Rider.

"That's... All right. The Demon Swordsman did not refuse, because he could not walk as fast as the speed of the vehicle, and the one leading the way in front of him walked too slowly, which would make the people who followed him feel anxious.

The Demon Swordsman jumped on the back seat of Bediwell's Iron Horseman, and the werewolf thought that the Iron Horse would sink down as before. Unexpectedly, Solal was even lighter than expected, and Bediwell's iron cavalry barely sank.

"Over there. The Demon Swordsman pointed to the east, a wide road in the market.

Bediwell rode over the Iron Horse, and after a few small turns, he reached Daddy Odin's stone house. Green smoke rose from the chimneys of the stone houses, and the light of the red furnace seeped through the cracks in the stones, and even the morning sun in Cairo could not hide the brightness of the fire. There was a familiar clanging sound of iron knocking in the room, and Daddy Odin seemed busy.

"Daddy, I've brought someone here!" shouted Solal as he jumped out of the car.

The knocking in the house finally stopped.

An old man peeked out of the room, and with his wrinkled, but clever young eyes, he quickly scanned Bediwell's group.

"Who's Segrade?" he asked.

"Uh...... It's meow. The leopard man youth also jumped from the back seat of the dragoon.

"He's a cat!" Daddy Odin was furious when he saw Segrade jump out of the car, "And it's a blue cat! What's the funny coat color? Are you fooling me?" Bediwell said dissatisfiedly: "You called me to bring it to Segrade, and I did so." Now you're upset to see that he's a leopard man, do you want to blame me?" What's wrong with leopard people...... Segrade also asked in a low voice with a long face, as if he felt that he was being discriminated against.

Although Daddy Odin is not discriminating against the leopard people, he has his reasons: "Cats are distracted and can't sit still. Can this guy sit down quietly and make a good weapon?Are you kidding me!" "There are exceptions, Daddy. King Arthur replied with a smile.

"And who are you?!" Odin Daddy angrily swung the hammer from the Knight King, and although he was far away from Arthur, Beddiwell was still worried that the hammer head in Daddy's hand would fly out and hurt the Knight King.

"I'm just a passing idler, don't care. Faced with the old man's rudeness, King Arthur replied politely.

"Oh!" Daddy Odin suddenly fell silent as he looked at the weapon at the Knight King's waist. His actions made Bediwell involuntarily look at King Arthur's belt.

What calmed Daddy down was the Sword of the Holy King that was tied to the Knight King's waist. This holy sword, which is a proof of the king of Great Britain, has always been inseparable from the knight king. But its existence was already known to the whole world, and it was too conspicuous to walk outside, so Arthur wrapped the whole sword with the scabbard with a special black cloth, so that he would not cause a commotion during his private visit.

Of course, this also means that the Sword of the Holy King is sealed, and it cannot be unsheathed in time to meet the enemy at the critical moment. To compensate for this, Arthur brought a lightsaber as a backup weapon.

And Bediwell is also well aware that Daddy Odin's treasure appreciation ability is extraordinary. Even if this treasure is heavily wrapped in a special fabric, Daddy can see the mystery from the subtle magic between the fabrics.

Maybe there's more.

"A good sword! a good sword of a generation!Is it one, or two?" Father Odin was so admiring that he forgot to swing his hammer as he spoke: "The old one is old, I'm afraid it can't be used, ......right?" It was only made in the past few years?!There are still famous craftsmen in this world who can make such god-level weapons?!Take me to meet him!!" Daddy said so much just by his appearance, and the people present who knew the details of the Sword of the Holy King not only gasped.

King Arthur said calmly, "Unfortunately, I can't take you to that man." But the son of one of the two famous craftsmen who made this weapon is here. Dad, you better focus on what you're doing. "Really?" Daddy Odin gave Segrade another look in disbelief: "This cat... I don't think I would have this kind of talent...... Is this guy really reliable?" "I'm not talented, I'm sorry to disappoint you. Segrade said angrily with a displeased face.

"Anyway...... Imp, come into the house for me!!Assemble a weapon and see!" "Why should I ...... "Woo the hell!" Daddy Odin grabbed Segrad's cat by the tail and dragged the young leopard man into the house.

"Meow!" the tail was pulled and Segrade let out a series of cat-killing screams.

"Hahaha...... Bediwell couldn't help but smile wryly.

"The old man seems to be real. King Arthur leaned over to Bedeville and whispered, "It should be fine to keep Segrade here." "I'm not worried about his child being trafficked or anything like that...... A cold sweat broke out on Bediwell's forehead: "I just hope he won't get into a fight with Odin Daddy." "I'll be watching here, don't worry, my friend. Solal smiled, "I'll keep Segrade safe—then again, where are you going, Your Majesty?" "Go hunting for treasure in the desert, but you who only know about killing will not be interested." King Arthur glared at Solal coldly, as if he was disgusted with the Demon Swordsman. Yes, Solar's purpose is not to become a Knight of the Round Table at all, but to duel with the strong. This kind of pure troublemaker candidates were not disqualified by the organizers of the round table trial, which shows that the organizers have a high tolerance for the candidates.

"Okay. Solal smiled indifferently, the heartless fellow didn't seem to know that King Arthur was disliking him: "Good luck, then, my friend." Bedigville and Arthur drove away from the black market and toward the edge of the city. A small mobile unit like the one they drove didn't need to get permission to leave from Sand Harbor, and it was easy to get out of the city and into the desert.

"What's next?" the Knight King's dragoon followed the werewolf's iron horse, driving at a moderate speed.

"Hmm... After that I had to go to Zvar. The werewolf replied. He remembered the two thieves who had been left in the little tin house, and had locked them up for a day and a night, and he was really sorry for these children.

"Still going?!" Tristan in the back seat of the dragoon got angry: "Hey, we have our own mission, to accompany Your Majesty Xià to find the legendary treasure! We don't have time to follow you behind your tail all day and accompany you to deal with personal affairs!" The werewolf was unhappy for a moment: "Okay, you go first, don't wait for me." We'll just find a meeting place at noon. "Hehehe, don't do that. Arthur interrupted the argument between the two young men. At that time, their vehicle was also approaching the sentry post on the outskirts of the city, and they had to slow down: "This way. I was quite interested in Bediwell's [private business], so I was asked to go with him. Can you drive my dragoon and go to [that] first?" "But, Your Majesty!" Ivan shouted in protest.

King Arthur seemed to have decided, he stopped the dragoon, and jumped out of the driver's seat: "Anyway, the only metal detector is in your hands, and any more car on our side won't help." The soldiers are divided into two ways and act separately, which saves more time. "Metal detector?" Bediwell's confusion was as Arthur jumped onto the back seat of Bediwell's Iron Rider.

"Your Majesty, you're so nonsense. The werewolf couldn't believe it. Tristan looked at Bediwell hostilely.

Bediwell also replied angrily: "You better drive carefully, it's better not to crash Aslan's dragoon." "Huhu, it's good to be young. The Knight King laughed meaningfully: "That's it, let's go!" "Hmph...... Tristan snorted dissatisfiedly, and drove Arthur's dragoon due south towards the desert.

"Humph!" Bediwell snorted disapprovingly, and sped his iron horse toward the southwest of the desert.