Chapter 24: Foolishness in the Darkness (Table)

I don't know how long it took. When Arthur woke up, he felt his throat dry and painful, as if a fire was burning in it.

"Water—water!" the knight called subconsciously.

"Haode, drink slowly. With a jade hand, he slowly shoved the cup with sweet water to Arthur's lips.

Goo-doo, goo-doo, goo-toot. The knight greedily sucked the nectar from the cup. The clear spring water slid down his throat and moistened it.

After composing himself, Arthur discovers that the jade hand that fed him water turned out to belong to the daughter of the Heavenly Knight, Greenway.

The young knight immediately sobered up and asked, "How long?" The healer replied, "You inhale a poison that continuously drains your strength, and the wound on your back is another poison that can kill you. If it weren't for your little servant who sent you back in time, you would have seen God. Arthur's eyes rolled, "What about Bedeville?" Greenwiel looked a little displeased, "Your poison is similar to the poison used by the orcs for hunting, and he can't tell how you were attacked, so the Knights imprisoned him first for safety." I guess I'm interrogating him now?" "No!" the knight Arthur propped himself up, "let him go, it's okay with him." "You can't get up yet!" "You don't know how nonsense the knights' so-called [interrogation] is!" Arthur hurriedly pulled out the infusion tube from his arm, "They can cripple your hand and then say to you [I'm sorry, it was a small accident]!" Richard Leon Dickens, the Black Iron Knight, was interrogating the werewolf boy in front of him.

Is it more appropriate to say a one-sided beating than an interrogation?

The werewolf boy was hung in the air by a rope, and the whip landed on his bare upper body, cutting his flesh and leaving a deep blood mark. The same blood marks were already countless on the orc boy's body, his shoulders, arms, chest, and lower abdomen had already been peeled open, and countless blood was constantly dripping onto the ground.

"Say, tell me quickly, who told you to betray your knights, and you are a spy sent by the orcs, right?!" Bedivel was silent, but closed his eyes and silently waited for it to end. He was more concerned about Arthur's condition than the pain of his own flesh and skin. For the past two days, the werewolf boy has been restless, constantly worrying about the safety of his master.

"Speak! tell me?!" the whip fell even more viciously.

"You damned orcs can't be trusted. You are a bunch of uncivilized primitives!!" Richard cursed, but the whip in his hand still kept falling, leaving no time for rest: "Run into the human shijie to rob at the first opportunity, rebel at the first opportunity, and reveal your savage nature at the first opportunity! A frosty voice sounded behind him.

"What [enough]? am I wrong?" Richard scolded still unrepentantly, "what servant should let such a dog-like slut be a servant of a knight, and the Order has already degenerated?" he raised his whip and was about to continue whipping, but a hand grabbed him.

"I've said enough, didn't you hear me?!" Arthur said angrily.

Richard turned his head and looked at the knight behind him in surprise: "Arthur? but you should—" Arthur squeezed out a sneer: "Should I have died of poison?" "Even so," Richard insisted, "my duty is to interrogate this boy." My interrogation is not over yet, and even you have no authority to interfere with the interrogation!!" "It's [interrogation], not [beating]! You've overstepped your authority!" "I said I didn't overstep my authority, I didn't!" Richard replied, "Now, let go of your dirty hands! I still have an interrogation to finish!" If you dare to do it, I'll break your wrist with all my might. Arthur threatened.

"You dare?!you won't forget—" "You want to say that your father is the Grand Duke of Leondugens, right?" Arthur interrupted Richard's words and glared at him fiercely, "If you want, go to your father and sue - but now, get out of here!" Arthur grabbed Richard's hand like an iron tong, and under the force, Richard still dropped the leather whip in his hand.

"You kid-" Richard's face was flushed, obviously in pain, but he couldn't shout out because of his face, so he had to whisper, "Let go!" Richard's left fist slammed Arthur's forehead, and Arthur didn't dodge or dodge, and ate the punch. A streak of blood immediately flowed from his forehead, but Richard's hand hurt so hard - he didn't expect Arthur's head to be so hard!

"It's a weak fist. Arthur sighed and let go of the hand that grabbed Richard, "Can't you even throw a punch down on a weak waste like me?" His anger was gone, and now there was a hint of pity in Arthur's eyes.

Richard, however, took that glimmer of pity as an insult.

"You! you'll show me!!" Richard Leondickens fled the torture chamber in a rage.

Knight Arthur turned his gaze and looked at Bedeville who was hanging in mid-air. The werewolf boy was beaten to the point that he was completely deprived, but he was still in good spirits. The vitality of the orcs is truly not to be underestimated.

The werewolf boy covered in bruises also looked at the knight who was pale and had just returned from the line of death. Tortured by poison, but still able to be so powerful. The vitality of human beings is truly not to be underestimated.

A smile appeared on Bediwell's face, "Hi, Arthur. Are you finally alive?" "Don't think I'm going to die so easily!" Arthur unshackles the werewolf boy's hands.

"Ha, hahahahahaha!" As if hearing some funny joke, the werewolf boy Bedivel daxiao got up.

"What are you laughing at all of a sudden? It's disgusting. Arthur asked, puzzled.

"No, no. Bediwell laughed and wept at the same time, he mixed joy and sorrow, and the expression on his face was very strange: "Because Arthur can't laugh, I laugh for Arthur, and because you can't cry, let me shed tears for you." "Stupid. The knight said disapprovingly.

He thought that Bediwell was just hot-headed and talking nonsense. But the werewolf boy is serious. The Eskimos (werewolves) are a race that will repay the favor and return the virtue. Bedwell, who was saved his life, will risk his life to help Arthur from now on. He will follow the knight for the rest of his life, even to the end of hell.

And now, Bedwell saw through the great pain in Arthur's body. He wanted to help Arthur and do something to heal the pain.