1:408 Departure on the Journey (8)

"Where's my son?" asked Roble bluntly.

"Behind my back. Bediwell replied coldly. Knowing the truth about the massacre in Egypt, Bediwell's favorability towards Patriarch Robel plummeted, and he even spoke with hostility.

"I'm not talking about Al. Let me ask you again, where is Robert?" Bediwell was about to speak, but Albert patted Bediwell on the shoulder and preemptively spoke, "My brother is on the slave ship to Pantoraken along with the other White Bears. The ship has now crossed the Roman border, and you can't catch up. "Al, you're-" "I don't do this, what should I do?!Send my idiot-turned-brother back to the territory of the Vicious Fangs, so that Daddy will abandon him as you abandoned me?!" Albert's hand gripped Beddywell's left shoulder tightly, and his nails sank into the flesh of Beddy's shoulder.

The werewolf boy gritted his teeth and waited quietly, feeling the pain in the tiger boy's heart from Al's nervous and trembling hands. He couldn't remove the pain for his friend, he could only help his friend share it.

Robert's eyes were a little wandering, probably self-conscious: "Good." You betrayed your brother. Kicking you out of the house seems to be the right choice. "You didn't kick me out of the house, you sold me. Don't be pretending to say something hypocritical, stinky old man!" Al gripped harder, and Bedwell felt blood gushing out of his shoulder, "Ten years ago, when you sold your own people, you also deceived yourself like this?!" Robert sneered hideously when he heard this.

After a moment, he spoke, "You're quite right. That's when we had to. I, the last patriarch of the Greek clan, Hackett, and the previous patriarch of the fox clan, Red, we all know about it. "Sure enough—" "I don't regret it." We have to do that. If we don't cut the population in this way, we'll all starve to death. Robert's face was cold and serious, not at all like he was lying.

"Al, you also grew up on the sacrifices of those people. Without them, you would have been chopped up and eaten long ago. Do you know what happened to your mother? she-" "Shut up!" yelled Al.

Roble took a step back and stood in the living room, "I don't care what you're going to do. It's ridiculous that you think you can rely on a little bit of information to change the attitude of the Glicks to go to war. "Bediville finally understands now. Robert is here to thwart Bedi from their peace talks.

"Do you really, so much want war with humanity?" asked Bedeville in a low voice, "there is no basis, even the reason for hating humanity is your own fabrication-" "Fabrication? Is that really my fabrication?" Robel said bluntly: "If we had more to live, we would not have to betray our own people and send them to death." Their deaths are the result of human beings squeezing our living space.

If the orcs could live a better life - or at least fill their bellies - we would have to send so many people to death?!" Bediwell and Albert looked at each other. Robert's words are not unreasonable, but they are not entirely convincing either. Humans and orcs alike are all responsible for the tragedy of the Egyptian massacre.

"No one is completely innocent. But that doesn't mean you can use that as an excuse to go to war against humanity. Bediwell retorted.

Roble shook his head. The werewolf boy's ideas were too idealistic, and it would be useless to talk to him too much.

shijie is such a pitch black, either you squeeze others, or others squeeze you. The high-sounding reason was useless, and Zuihou still let the knife speak- Thinking so, Roble suddenly drew the saber at his waist and slashed it at Bediwell's throat.

But he didn't expect Albert to catch up with him first, blocking Bedwell's side.

Robble hurriedly put away his sword, but it was still so powerful that it was about to pierce Al's chest*!

A large hand reached over and put it in front of Al's chest. The sword sank deep into the hand, shattering flesh and bones, and finally caught between the arm bones of the Elephant Pavher.

"That's enough!" said Pavre, standing like a hill in front of Roble. The young mahouts are short in the clan, but they are still a lot taller than the other people.

"Hmph!" Robble drew his sword back, not paying any attention to Pavul's blood-gushing right arm.

"Just struggle with all your might. All in vain. Robble turned to leave, "I have a friendship with all three of Hackett's sons. Would they rather trust me, or would they prefer to trust you strangers? The tiger patriarch took a few steps out of the hall.

"Damn Pavul, what's wrong with your hand?" Bediwell hurriedly leaned over to check on the elephant man's injuries.

It's serious. Half of his arm was cut open, and Bai Sensen's bones could be seen. Robert had already put away some of his strength, but he could still cause so much damage.

"It's fine. Cure immediately. Pavor took out the herbs, bit them in his mouth, put them on his arm, and bandaged himself with an herbal bandage.

"I'm sorry, Paffer, it's all because of me—" Albert was also upset, glancing at Bedwell's left shoulder, which also had Al's five claw marks. "I'm sorry for you, Bedi. I'll help you apply the medicine. Bediwell didn't say anything, unbuttoning his shirt and looking out the window. He pondered how he could overcome Robert. The situation is getting more and more desperate.

After getting it done, the three of them walked out of the house together. Bediwell was anxious to find the three Hackett brothers, but there was no trace of Hackett anywhere. The three brothers had gone out early in the morning, and by now their smell had long since dissipated in the drizzle.

The patriarch's house was on a relatively high ground, and Bediwell looked at the whole of Athens to realize how big it was. It's not easy to find three people in such a big town.

"Well, time is of the essence. Al, Pavre, and the three of us split up to persuade the three Hackett brothers before Roble. We'll meet here again at noon. "I found it, but I couldn't persuade it. Paffer said without emotion, and walked east.

"I'm going too, Bedi, be careful yourself. Albert also said, heading west.

Bedi turned his head to look at the two leopard guards guarding in front of the patriarch's house, they had no intention of stopping the werewolf boy, nor did they mean to help the werewolf boy.

Bedi shook his head and headed south of town.