Chapter 517: Dogfight on the front line
Chapter 517: Dogfight on the Front Line (1)
Evan was tired of this roundabout way of answering, "Whatever you want, tell me the truth." Since we're going to continue working together, at least let me know you're a trustworthy partner. Tristan sneered: "Okay, I'll tell you the truth." I do hate you. Remember when we first met? What were you? a small, insignificant subordinate, a kid guarding the lighthouse in the Knights of the West.
But look at you now? You're already a Gaia Knight, and you're leading the team on the front lines to direct battles, and you're still ordering me to take part in your idiot-like suicide missions, boy, you're too dragged, aren't you?" Ivan didn't speak, his face was very ugly.
"Arthur said you were the fastest growing of our group. But I never agreed. I've also worked hard to cultivate.
You're just holding a powerful ancient weapon, with dragon blood flowing through your body, and that kind of anti-heaven talent [Eagle Eye Technique], that's why you're so strong. What are you without these things? Just a normal human child, aren't you?!" "That's why you hate me. Ivan asked in a low voice.
"yes, that's about it. Tristan lashed out mercilessly.
"Didn't you rely on your talent as a fishman to use hypnotism and ice magic so well? Didn't you also rely on the [Soul Crystal] that Xianville gave you to strengthen yourself? Didn't you also get a powerful weapon from the elves, what [Silver Spear]?
Don't talk about you, isn't it the same for Bedeville, who relies on the talent of orcs to use [madness], [beastification]?
Are we really that different?" Tristan showed a look of indifference and disapproval, "Bediwell is my friend. You're just an acquaintance. "You're living an easy life. Confine yourself to a small circle, support unconditionally if you are a friend, and look at it with jealousy if you are not a friend. Evan smiled disdainfully.
"That's how the world lives. weishenme, no?" Tristan replied. Their quarrels are getting uglier and uglier.
"No wonder you only have one friend, Bediwell. Your personality is so twisted that other people simply can't stand you. Evan said sarcastically.
The Fish-Man Prince's pink face suddenly turned purple: "It's better than you have no friends." You just get along with your brother and dad day and night, friends and anything are not for you at all. Evan was really enraged, "Boy, let's go find a place to put this to an end." "Do you think I'm going to be scared of you?" Tristan was well aware of Ivan's abilities, and he had several options in his mind to deal with him.
"Then come along!" Ivan also walked out with his hands, he also knew Tristan's abilities very well, and he still had several methods for dealing with a magician like Tristan.
They left the barracks and were about to go into the woods [to solve the problem] while the beacons were burning in the distance and the drums of war were ringing. The Hungarian people are taking advantage of the night!
"Hmph, that's right. Tristan gripped his silver spear tightly, "Let's take a different look and see who kills more orcs." "I can't just attack without a military order" Ivan hesitated.
"In the event of an enemy attack, all the defenders can come forward to help. Haven't you heard of this rule?" Tristan sneered disdainfully, and at the same time was already running towards the battlefield, "But, if you are going to throw in the towel, you can do whatever you want?" "Hmph!" Ivan had to quickly follow, "Listen, if I win the competition, you will obediently follow me to do the mission, without any complaints." Do you want to gamble?" "If you lose?" "Then I'll make you the boss, and be your little brother for the rest of your life, at your disposal!"
"Good. You're dead!" Tristan sneered viciously and lunged forward. He was looking forward to the scene where Ivan knelt down to bring him tea and water.
Seventeen years ago, somewhere in Western Siberia.
Taking advantage of the hazy night, a figure abandons the infant baby in the snow.
The storm raged, blowing at the figure's robes. A woman's form looms from under the robe. She has a human-like body, but her face is the face of a dragon, and her body is covered with beautiful silver-white dragon scales.
She's a dragon man, and so is her baby.
As the rarest and most mysterious race of orcs, they were made by ancient people based on human genes and dragon genes.
The woman took out a small piece of the white bearman's fur and wrapped it around the draconian baby. She cast some kind of magic to fuse the fur with the baby, disguised as a white bear man.
When it was done, the woman sighed with relief. Her hand involuntarily touched her belly. In her belly was another baby who was only a few months old.
"Zaijian, Papalov. I wish you eternal happiness. The woman shoved the ring in her hand into the baby's arms.
Someone moved in the distance, and the woman was terrified, leaving the child and fleeing quickly.
When the woman was completely gone, a werewolf hunting in the wilderness found the baby. He was Bediwell's father, the patriarch of the Eskimo.
Now, inside the castle of Brindisi.
"Right, is it really okay to leave things to him?" Elaine the White Bear asked in a low voice.
"Just trust Brother Ivan. He was a member of the Knights of Arthur, and he was so powerful that there would always be a way. Constantine stroked Elaine's head.
It is rare for a short boy to comfort a white bear man who is more than twice his size.
"Can you not discuss such an important military situation in such a place?" Cador wondered, but he didn't want to blame his son, and his tone was controlled between mildness and toughness, which sounded very strange.
"What are you afraid of. Constantine sat coquettishly beside his adoptive father, and glanced at Albert in the cage: "He can't escape, are you still afraid that he will leak military information?" "But—" The Gaian knight Kador also glanced at the big tiger in the prison, and the tiger's ears moved slightly.
"Elaine is only at ease when he's by my side, and I'm only at ease when I'm by my dad's side. Constantine sighed, "Let's be willful." Kador listened to the sounds of battle outside the castle. If he didn't have the task of guarding the cell, he would have had his share in killing the enemy outside.
Now, he can only guard a tiger boy and two other children here. This huge drop made the Gaia knights restless.
"But is it deep behind enemy lines? Elaine wants to go?" asked Kador suspiciously, trying to soothe his irritability through dialogue.
"I, I have to go. The White Bear Man cowered, and the battle outside made the timid White Bear Man tremble, "There must be an end to this." It's been in my head, bothering me. Gotta make it stop!"