Chapter 31: The Fierce Battle on the Coast (Part I)

I don't know how long it took to be on the coastline of a certain island.

"Ahem, ahem, I thought I'd die!—" Bediwell lay on the beach, coughing incessantly, spitting out bitter salty waters and various seaweed impurities from his throat.

"Everyone—are you alright?" shouted Kai as he scrambled up, looking embarrassed, his armor had been torn apart and half washed away by the current, leaving him with a soaked shirt that exposed his muscular muscles. His short red hair was covered with sand, ice slag and seaweed shavings on the shore, making him look like an old man in a sixtieth year.

Bediwell turned to look for Arthur, and he looked around to see the knight Arthur lying quietly on the sand, motionless

Like a corpse!

"Arthur, Arthur!?" the werewolf boy Beddeville shook his master, but Arthur, the Silver Knight, did not respond.

Arthur was breathless, his whole body was cold, and his face was pale.

"Go away, Biedong him!" Kai pushed Bediville away, quickly checking Arthur's condition. Arthur was in shock, and his whole body was cyanotic because of the lack of oxygen, and the situation was already dangerous to the point that he could not be lazy! He hurriedly gave the knight Arthur several extracardiac pressures, and when he saw that there was no response, he did artificial respiration again.

Still won't work.

Kai was shocked. He raised his right fist and, with all his might, slammed a blow into Arthur's chest.

Poof!--"Ahem, ahem!!" The knight boy spat out a mouthful of seawater and regained his breath.

"Uh-" Arthur whispered grumbling, "do you want to save me, or do you want to kill me?" I seem to have broken a few ribs-" "If you still have the strength to complain, it means that there is no problem." Kai smiled disapprovingly.

Arthur had just returned from death, but consciousness had recovered faster than his body. He clutched his chest in severe pain and crawled up, constantly spitting out the seaweed in his mouth: "What is this place?" "I don't know. But it's freezing cold, and I think we must have drifted north with the current, already very close to Iceland, maybe even Iceland. Ketsa looked at the gray-black sand on the beach.

"But, can we talk later?" said Bedeville, shivering, and quickly leaned over to Kay's side to keep warm, "I'm about to freeze." "Arthur and his party were very lucky, and it only took about ten minutes to find a small cave on the coast.

The cave is not large, but it can still be used by three people to take shelter from the snow. Its basalt walls are filled with the salty smell of seawater, but they are still clean and refreshing. Kai enclosed the cave with ice bricks made of ice and snow, so that he could keep the blizzard as safe as possible while ensuring the supply of oxygen.

Bedeville shivered as he twisted his clothes as he swayed like a puppy, trying to shake the water off his body. The water splashed Arthur in the face, and Arthur really wanted to give the kid a punch, but he was weak and had to stop.

Arthur asked curiously, "I thought werewolves were very hardy?" The Eskimos (werewolves) live on the coldest and harshest Siberian ice fields on earth, and they can survive in the wind and snow in the minus 50 degrees. This little cold is not at all insignificant to them, right?

"As long as the hair on your body is not soaked, yes. The werewolf boy half-dried his body, so that it was a little less cold. The hairs on his body are stuck together in clumps, which looks very funny.

Kai was busy stacking the collected firewood and poking it with a simple poke with the Flame Spear. The strong heat of the gun head ignited the firewood and created a life-saving campfire.

Arthur saw Kay's stupid behavior, and his heart was inexplicably angry. He wanted to curse, but he couldn't muster up his strength, so he had to say weakly: "Stupid, do you want to be discovered by the enemy?" Kai didn't care about leaning his body towards the campfire, trying his best to absorb the heat of the flames: "If you find it, you will find it! It is better to be captured as a prisoner than to freeze to death here now." Or can you counterattack. "Yes, I was saved. "Bediwell is already warming up around the fire. His soaking silver hair emitted steam from the heat of the flames.

"I can't help it. Arthur also sat down to keep warm. The heat made him feel a little more comfortable, but the wet clothes on his body were still sucking his body heat.

Kai looked at Arthur's dripping shirt and asked strangely, "Take off your clothes when they're wet, do you want to freeze to death?" "No, that's fine." Arthur stubbornly insisted.

"Why do you squirm like a woman?" Kai was furious, "Didn't we often take baths together when we were kids? Arthur said weakly.

"What's the reason for that!?" said Kai, "You don't want to take it off, I'll take it off for you!" "Stop! Stop-" As soon as he took off Arthur's shirt, Kai was stunned: "Hey, what the fuck is this?!" The knight Arthur's back was black, like necrotic flesh. The black stretched out along the veins, eroding Arthur's entire back. It looks very painful!

"Left over from the last battle," Arthur said disapprovingly, enduring the severe pain of being touched by his back injury, "It is said to be a toxin unique to succubi, and now human medical jishu can't get rid of it, so they can only use medicine to stop its spread." "But isn't that just spreading?!" Kay exclaimed.

"Yes, slowly, but it's spreading. Arthur whispered, "If it spreads to my head, I'm probably going to die." "How long will it take for you to come out on a mission like this?" Kay asked calmly, suppressing his anger.

Arthur's face gradually turned pale as paper: "A month? Well, without drug control, it is estimated that it will only be a few days." "Arthur, you were trying to protect me—" Werewolf boy Bedwell looked at the knight with his big wet blue eyes, "It's all my fault" "Don't blame yourself, even if you weren't there, I wouldn't have gotten away from an explosion like that." Arthur whispered, "It's not your fault. He suddenly fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

"Arthur, Arthur!" Bediwell shook the knight, and found that the knight's body was glowing with a terrible heat. Under the firelight, Arthur's face was not red at all, but was astonishingly white.

"Is it a fever?wind chill, plus the effects of toxins?" Kay searched Arthur's shirt and found a bottle of pills: "This is probably a suppressant drug." I'm going to have him swallow even if it's hard stuffed!Damn, why don't you bring some more medicine with you!I'll go find some fresh water and come back—hold me up, Arthur!"