Chapter 1358: Trapped in the Trick (30)

Saying this, Bediwell was indeed shocked: "You are kidding, right?!" "This is true." Gwen said with a serious face: "Gwen Green was only twelve years old at that time, but he showed amazing computing ability, and was a little prodigy. His Majesty and the Queen, who had no children under their knees, had considered adopting him. However, something happened, and Gwen Green was completely hated by Queen Greenway, and the adoption had to be abandoned. It was our husband and wife who took in the homeless child. Even now, that kid probably still hates His Majesty King Arthur. "I see. Gwen Green's disdain for King Arthur annoyed Beddyville. But what if Gwen Green's boy didn't hate the Knight King for some other reason, not because of his simple arrogance?

"Wait. The werewolf youth sensed something, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Do you think that Gwen Green is deliberately acting on his own initiative and taking the opportunity to kill His Majesty King Arthur?" The Knight of the Round Table man couldn't help but sink: "It's possible." "In that case," Bediwell thought to himself, "when I see Gwengreen, I'll have to talk to him." "That kid is undoubtedly a curse. It doesn't matter if he's a prodigy or not. If Gwen Green had bad intentions and wanted to disadvantage King Arthur, Beddie felt that it was better to get rid of him as soon as possible.

"Please let me talk to the kid first. Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, said: "He is very young, he is in a rebellious period, and he does things without regard for the consequences. He is gifted and has a superior IQ, and the people of this world are a bunch of fools to him. Under the influence of such an environment, he will inevitably become arrogant and arrogant. Everything he did may have been wrong, but I knew very well that the kid wasn't really bad in nature. If I can teach him well when I go back, I believe that the child will repent. "Yes, every parent treats their children as angels. Bediwell muttered to himself. Even if Gwen Green is bad, Duke Gwen will turn a blind eye. The question is whether Gwen Green will truly repent after being taught the lesson, or whether he will pretend to repent and deceive his adoptive parents, but have other plans in mind and think of the next plan to harm Arthur.

The more he thought about it, the more the thought of Bediwell trying to kill Gwengreen lingered. He seemed to be able to detect an evil force sprouting from Gwengreen's back, and the only way to stop this evil force from murdering the King of Great Britain was to get rid of Gwengreen's boy.

Of course, all this is still a matter of conjecture. Maybe Gwen Green wasn't that bad, maybe his hatred for Arthur wasn't strong enough to kill. Let's find a way to get to the Golden Ship's data room and see what Gwen Green has to say. Depending on the situation, it's not too late to decide whether or not to kill Gwengreen.

Moreover, with Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, Bediville probably won't find a chance to do it.

The mage in the squad finally crawled through the laser trap. He was wearing a light armor and robes, both of which were due to light equipment, and he was relatively agile. The other knight in the team was more troublesome, he was wearing heavy armor that was bulky to death, and it was not easy to just lie on the ground and crawl forward, he walked at the back, and his progress was greatly behind.

"Heavy knights of Great Britain, hum. Bediwell involuntarily let out a sneer. For those of them who have not worn armor for a long time and have traveled all over the world in light clothes, the knights in clumsy and heavy armor are really stupid enough.

In the face of opponents who are tens of hundreds of times stronger than human strength, such as demonic beasts and evil spirits, no matter how heavy the armor is, there is no use, and the defensive power is comparable to tissue paper. In that kind of battle, the more you wear and can't run, the more dangerous it is.

"Be tolerant. But the Duke of Gwene whispered, "Not every knight is as good as you, Mr. Beddywell. Some people lack skills and can only make up for it with good equipment. Making fun of other people's weakness is a loss of general's demeanor. "Got it. The werewolf youth replied with a red face, he didn't expect to be lectured by Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, in such a place. This big man seems to be approachable, but he is actually quite stern.

"Hey, what's your name?" Bediwell turned to ask the British knight who was still crawling in the laser trap.

"Hello, sir. My name is Tarkas. The knight was sweating profusely, crawling cautiously, acting nervous: "Golden Knight Tarcas." "Yes. Tarkas, take your time and don't be nervous. The werewolf youth said, "What we have is time, it doesn't matter. Although Bediwell wished that the knight would immediately climb through the laser trap net, he said something against his will, urging the man to take his time.

"Do you have a family? do you have children at home, Mr. Tarkas?" asked Bedeville casually.

"Yes. There are three children in the family, all of whom are sons. All of them were knights in the Knights of Great Britain, although they were still low-ranking knights. The Golden Knight replied. In fact, he was nervous when he spoke to Bediwell, and he did crawl a little faster - it was better than walking through the laser array without saying a word.

"Junior knights. Isn't the rank of the Golden Knight hereditary?Then why are your sons still low-level knights?"The rule that the knight's rank is the same as the hereditary rank is already an antiquity of the previous dynasty. The hereditary rule was modified as early as the founding of Great Britain. Gwen, the Knight of the Round Table, explained: "At present, the only knights in Great Britain who can be hereditary are above the Golden Knight, and after the father's rank is hereditary, the knight's rank of the offspring will be downgraded by one level. The father is a golden knight, and the children can only start from the silver knight at most, and then rise up with their own strength. And, ahem, although it is not auspicious to say so, the knighthood can only be inherited from the descendants after the death of a knight. "For example, if I die on this mission, one of my three children will become a Silver Knight, haha. The Golden Knight Tarcas said with a wry smile.

"Oh. Bediwell finally understood: "You are so optimistic, Mr. Golden Knight. In this kind of death trap, you can even joke with your own life. "I didn't expect that as soon as the werewolf's voice fell, the problem came. The entire sand ship shook, and the laser array surrounding the Golden Knight Tarcas was also affected by the shaking and began to move!

"Oh no!" Bediwell was shocked.

It was already so difficult just to get the heavily armored knight to crawl out of the complex laser trap by following his route. Now the laser traps have changed, and those lasers are still moving up and down, left and right! The laser trap net with great complexity has increased so much, even Bediwell does not have the confidence to pass through it unharmed, if he doesn't do something, the golden knight who is still in the trap net will definitely die!

"By the way. Bediwell pulled out a flash grenade and slapped the silver bracelet on his right arm on the other side.

[Time Magic] activates. Bediwell, who had received the acceleration effect, seemed to see the world suddenly freeze. He threw a flashbang to illuminate it, then established his goal to be rescued, and rushed towards the laser trap net!

Dodge on the left, dodge on the right. His movements are clean and clean, and there is nothing superfluous. He climbed over dozens of laser barriers, and soon came to Tarcas's side. But two people. In this case, the amount of [acceleration water] may not be enough. In desperation, Bediwell slapped the silver bracelet again and injected another dose of [Accelerated Water] into his body.

Then he put one hand on the shoulder of the Golden Knight Tarkas: "Get moving!" Everything that Bediwell touches while accelerating will follow suit. Tarcas, who had been stationary, gradually became able to move. He looked at the frozen world in front of him and couldn't help but be surprised.

"There's no time to be surprised. Bediwell said, "Get out of here!" he took Tarcas's hand and escaped the laser trap by the shortest route he could imagine. However, he missed one thing, and that was the heavy armor of Tarkas. Heavy armor is both heavy and massive, and almost a set of armor is equal to the weight of Bediwell's alone. And the [acceleration water] that Bediwell injected into his body was actually only enough for two people to speed up. When the werewolf saw the world in front of him, he knew that the heavy armor was wrong!

Surrounded by dozens of lasers, they were moving at an inconspicuous speed at first, but now they are moving faster and faster, turning into a waist-high fence!

Bediwell himself could have passed by rolling, but he had taken a man with him! And the man was a knight in heavy armor who was to die to death! It was absolutely impossible for both of them to cross over! The only thing Bediwell could do at the moment was—"Hold on!" The werewolf immediately lifted the golden knight up.

Throw it hard!

With the brute force of an orc, it is indeed not difficult to throw a knight in heavy armor. But in doing so, Bedeville was tantamount to pronouncing death on himself! He lost the opportunity, lost his balance even more, and in the face of the laser array that kept pressing towards him in the acceleration, Bedeville not only failed to retreat and dodge, but stumbled and crashed headlong into the fence formed by the lasers!

The high-energy laser beams sizzle and drag a little longer in a world where time slows down, but they can still be heard. The voice was like the roar of the demons of hell, urging Beddivi for his life!

The body is a little disobedient. If he didn't do anything like this, the werewolf youth would crash headfirst into those laser beams and be cut into dozens of pieces of meat!

If only there was a little more time!The werewolf slapped down on his silver bracelet without even thinking about it, and injected more [Acceleration Water] into himself!