Chapter 1023: Exploring the Nightmare (8)

At the same time (?), in a hospital in Edinberg, Great Britain.

When the canine boy came out of the hospital room, King Arthur could faintly see the redness and swelling in the corners of the child's eyes.

"How's it going?" said the Knight King, deliberately quietly.

"Hmm... Husky wiped his eyes, "Mommy looks refreshed, and she will be discharged from the hospital in two days." "Well, then, it's time for us to go back. Arthur touched Husky's head: "There's enough going on today, you must be tired." Rest early. "Hmm!" the canine boy nodded, "though Husky doesn't feel sleepy yet." "Really?" the Knight King walked ahead, taking out a small object from his bosom, "Also, I'll give it to you." This is the [prize] that was agreed. "Is this—?" Husky cautiously took the object. It was a small metal rod that Husky's puppy paws were just enough to grab on.

He was stunned for half a second. Where do you seem to have seen the same thing?

"It's a lightsaber... "The canine boy asked in surprise. I didn't expect Uncle Arthur to really give him such a dangerous weapon, and it was still in reality.

"It's just a photon dagger, and the output power is not as high as that of a lightsaber. Arthur whispered, "However, this is still a dangerous weapon, so be careful when using it." Husky nodded, and gently pressed the button on the hilt.

Buzz—a short blade glowing red, erupted from the hilt of the Photon Dagger. It was about the length of a palm, and it emitted a steady, fiery red glow in the darkness.

"But is it really okay to give this dangerous weapon to Husky?" "If you realize that this is a dangerous weapon, there will be no problem. The Knight King smiled disapprovingly: "Be careful when using it, don't hurt yourself." Also, don't wave the dagger at your family and friends, understand?" "Hmm!" replied the canine boy cheerfully.

"Also," Arthur pointed to the back half of the photon dagger, "that's the lever that adjusts the weapon's output." Push that one back all the way to the bottom?" Husky did, pushing the putter to the bottom. The output power of the photon dagger is turned to the minimum. Its blade gradually shrank from the shape of a dagger to a very thin line, and then continued to shrink, until it finally became a soybean-sized ball, which appeared in front of the metal hilt of the photon dagger.

"In this case, it's not lethal, but the light it emits can be used for lighting and heating. King Arthur explained, "You can touch it with your finger and see it." "It hurts... "No, just try it. The Knight King insisted.

Husky reached out and touched the small, fiery red ball. He felt his fingers be electrocuted, numb. However, when touched, the ball does not actually cause damage.

Husky looked at the soybean-sized ball and couldn't help but be fascinated. The light and heat it emitted warmed the canine boy's small palms, bringing him a little comfort in the dark. This small comfort is extremely important to the insecure Husky.

"This is the first lightsaber I have. King Arthur picked up Husky, and the two of them were already on the rooftop of the hospital: "It should have been lost in my first battle." But the Icelandic people got the toy back, repaired it, and gave it to me again as a souvenir. Now I'll give it to you. Although it is already very old and cannot be expected to come in handy in battle, it will surely become your talisman and bless you in the dark. "Hmm... Hassie's hurriedly put away the photon dagger: "Uncle Arthur, thank you, Wang." "There's no need to thank me, it's a prize you've earned yourself. King Arthur hugged the canine boy tightly, spread his wings and flew into the air, disappearing without a trace in the night.

At the same time, Egypt, Cairo Grand Hotel.

The bathroom was filled with the sound of Elaine bathing water, and the intoxicated humming of the White Bear.

Bediville, on the other hand, had finished a comfortable hot bath and was lying drowsy in bed. He wrapped the quilt tightly, trying to fall asleep while thinking about the next money-making plan, and the bedside phone rang at this moment.

"Huh...?" the werewolf answered in a daze.

"Mr. Beddyville, did you sleep?" came the voice of the young leopard man on the other end of the line, but it was difficult to distinguish whether it was Zhalfir or Szedred, as the twins were very similar in appearance and voice.

＂... What's wrong with Zhalfir?"" It's Segrad Meow. The young leopard man on the other end of the line said, "Mr. Bediwell...... Can't you convince Dad to stop gambling meow?" the werewolf scratched his head: "Palamides? "There are some things I don't know whether to say or not... Segrade stumbled: "Dad, he... In the past, I actually had a very bad habit, which was to gamble. When I was a child, I saw my dad and my mom fight -- before my dad quit gambling -- and he seemed to have lost a lot of money and borrowed a lot of money. "So what? Bedivel was so sleepy that she was going to end the conversation as much as she could.

"So... I'm so worried, I'm afraid that my father's gambling addiction will have another attack. "You don't have to worry about this, do you? even if he loses, it's just a little bit of money on hand, and it won't go bankrupt." Bediwell snorted sullenly, "If you two brothers are really so worried about the situation of Palamides, follow him to the casino." With his sons watching, no matter how much this guy Palamides goes too far, he won't gamble to ruin the bank, right?" My brother plans to follow his dad to the casino... But I'm still worried about meows. "And what do you want?" Bediwell became even more impatient, and his temper grew worse as his eyelids grew heavier.

Segrade was stunned for a moment and whispered, "I think... I want to teach my dad a lesson and make him quit gambling completely. "Hmph—that's too difficult. Bediwell shook his head and said, "I didn't open this casino, and Palamides is not stupid, so it's almost impossible to control a game on someone else's home court." Die. "Anyway, please think about meow. Segrade said aggrievedly.

"Okay, I'll think about it. The werewolf said perfunctorily: "Don't say it, good night." He was afraid that Segrade would ask for something, so he quickly hung up the phone.

Elaine had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower, with a towel on her shoulder, still humming softly. When he saw that Bediwell had just finished the call, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "What, what's wrong, Bediwell?" "It's nothing, let's sleep." The werewolf turned off the bedside lamp with one hand, and the room suddenly went dark.

"Hey, wait, wait, I haven't found the bed yet—" There was a noise in the room as Elaine smeared and bumped to find a bed.

"Your bed is on the floor,. Bediwell snorted under his breath. Elaine, the stupid bear, probably forgot about it, the hotel bed couldn't handle his weight at all, and he had to sleep on the hotel carpet.

"Oh, yes, yes!" the young bear-man leaned over and groped around on the ground. If it weren't for the darkness in the room, the scene would have been comical.

"W-that, Beddyville?" "Tsk—what's going on?" replied the werewolf irritably. Why is everyone getting in the way of his sleep?

"Bounty, bounty hunters make money... Can you count me, my share?" said the White Bear Man timidly.

Bedivel scratched his head again: "You have more than 30,000 Egyptian coins in hand, and you have already purchased a decent weapon, do you still want to get involved in this matter?" The White Bear Man said awkwardly, and now he just touched the edge of the carpet, which was not far from his bed.

"You're just afraid of being bored in a hotel, aren't you?" "Uh... Hehe-hehe-" The White Bear Man laughed embarrassedly, as if he had right.

"Hmph, you'll come along. Just stay out of the way, or the money won't be shared with you. The werewolf said helplessly.

"Okay, okay. The bear-man got into the bed, curled up as far as he could, and hid himself in a cup smaller than his own body: "Well, then, good night." Bediwell deliberately did not respond, pretending to be asleep. Within a minute, the room was filled with the snoring of the white bear. It was already six o'clock in the morning, and the werewolf deliberately ignored the thunderous snoring and closed his eyes to force himself to sleep. While he was half-asleep, a voice sounded in his head:

"Daddy?" called Husky.

Also at ?, London, at 8 p.m., in King Arthur's bedchamber.

"Well, good-night, Wang. The canine boy got into the bed.

"Good night meow. The leopard boy also shrunk into the quilt and replied.

Ten seconds.

Twenty seconds.

Probably because of the whole day's play, Husky was so tired that he fell asleep and let out a slight snoring sound.

＂... Husky, meow?" asked Hal in a low voice.

There was no answer. Husky was indeed asleep, and (probably because of the black spider) dead.

"Uncle Arthur, Husky is asleep. The leopard boy gently climbed out of bed and said to a small communicator on his wrist.

"Good, we can get started. The Knight King pushed the door gently and entered the room, followed by Star, Lancelot, and Greenway.

Taking advantage of the night, King Arthur glanced at the canine boy on the bed. The sleeping Husky seemed to be peaceful, and the nightmare didn't seem to have begun yet.

"Greenway. His queen of the knightly dynasty nodded.

Greenwiel nodded as well, and pulled out an artifact from her bosom.

It was one of Great Britain's national treasures, [Recall the Magic Mirror - Ralserfeld].