Chapter 1972: Battle Trials in the Dawn (7)

At the same time, somewhere in Cairo.

Albert woke up to find that all the dull aches in his body had disappeared without a trace.

"So they really have a way to cure me?" the tiger asked in passing as he turned his head to look at the cat-man boy sitting next to the hospital bed.

You could say that. Mutter replied vaguely.

"Hmm...... The young tiger man then raised his arm and moved. The pain was gone, but it was a bit of a trance, and his arm was like it wasn't his own, and there was always a half-second pause from the time his body gave the order to move the arm to the time it actually moved.

"Is this really cured? Or did you give me painkillers so I didn't feel pain for a while?"

"There's no point in you doubting so much. Mutter brought a cupcake to the tiger: "You should be hungry too, eat something first." ＂

"I hope I can really eat it. Albert took the cupcake suspiciously and took a bite.

The taste is not bad, the cake has a hint of honey in it, but it is not so sweet that it is greasy.

This subtle sweetness stimulates Albert's taste buds, and the pleasure of eating makes him start to bite into the cupcakes in large gulps. He was literally gobbling it up, eating a palm-sized cupcake in a few bites until it was just a cake wrapper.

"Ah, that's good. It's time for me to feel a pain in my stomach now...... Albert began to tremble and clutch his stomach. Theoretically, his internal organs were already in pieces, and after eating like this, he immediately ushered in a vicious circle, just like he had experienced before.

However, the abdominal pain did not come. Everything is normal.

"Look, they really healed you. Mutt's expression finally relaxed, and he shrugged his shoulders at the tiger man.

"God knows if it's true. Albert said he was skeptical. He moved from the bed, trying to get out of bed and move: "It's not too early, we should go to the assembly and get ready to go to the game, right?"

"Stupid, we're already on the sand boat, and we're on our way to the arena. Mutt pressed Albert back: "It's only a little past seven o'clock, but the sand boat is ready to leave early." Your body is still very weak, so you might as well lie here and rest for a while. Want more cupcakes?"

"Uh-huh, let's have another one. Albert lay down helplessly and said. No wonder he felt a slight vibration in this room from just now. It turned out that this was not the interior of the hotel, but the cabin of a moving sand boat.

Mutter didn't know where to get another cake. This honey-flavored cupcake is as loose as air to eat, but it doesn't provide the slightest feeling of fullness. However, Albert didn't feel hungry in the first place, but the taste stimulation made him find it interesting, so he ate one cake and wanted to eat the second.

"Sultan's Arrows. Albert took a bite of the cake and suddenly muttered, "What kind of team are they? Since they are the seeded team that won the Super Cup last year, they must be very good?

"Don't talk nonsense. Mutt suddenly glanced at the tiger man, "The Sultan Arrows are composed of elves, and they are also one of the few strong teams in the dark American football world that can win with their strength. That's a real opponent to be respected, but don't confuse them with the cheating guys you've met before. ＂

"What about the elves...... Albert snorted thoughtfully. In his impression, aren't the elves all the kind of slender and weak guys?

However, elves do have their strength, not in strength, but in skill, and their innate strong sense of sight and hearing.

Especially the Dark Elves. ------ Albert's mind flashed with Chanel's face, and then he suddenly remembered what he had done with Chanel yesterday, and his face couldn't help but flush.

"What are you blushing for?" Mutter noticed Albert's subtle expression, and couldn't help but ask unhappily, "You can't be thinking about something nasty, right?"

"Nonsense. Albert hurriedly turned his face away to hide it.

"But the people on the field are all men, you think you can take advantage of the elf ladies, it's too much. The cat man boy added.

"Anyway, I look like a pervert. Albert gave the cat-man boy a blank look.

"Aren't you?" replied the cat-man boy as a matter of course.

Albert gave the other a blank look and didn't say anything.

Rumble rumble. The sand boat seemed to stop after a jolt.

"Here we are. Mutter said.

"Unexpectedly, I reached Sudan without difficulty...... Remembering that the sand boat had been attacked several times before on the way to the arena, Albert couldn't help but complain curiously.

"As I told you, the Sultan Arrows are tough opponents, and they will compete with us on the field. How can they use indiscriminate means to stop us? ＂

"Hmph------" Albert climbed out of bed, not commenting.

"Where are you going? It's still a while before the game starts, why don't you lie in bed and get some rest?"

"I go out and get some fresh air. The tiger man said, and then walked out of the cabin despite the cat man's objections.

Meanwhile.

"I'm meowing again~" Segrade poked his head into the room and called politely.

In the room with the stove, the tinkling of iron stopped.

"It's you again. Father Odin looked at the leopard man youth with an unhappy face: "What's the matter, aren't you no longer short of pine resin now? Why are you harassing me again? If it has nothing to do with business, go back quickly." ＂

"I'm here to borrow a meow from your furnace. Segrade said, "There's still something to build, but unfortunately there's no better equipment in Egypt than your furnace." ＂

"Oh?"

"Of course, I'll pay you for borrowing the furnace. Segrade added: "I even brought all the materials here, and I'll leave as soon as I'm done building the equipment, so it won't take up a lot of your time." ＂

＂...... OK. Daddy Odin moved from the wooden stool, "You are already busy making equipment this afternoon, you seem to have some new ideas?" ＂

"I've always had ideas, but I'm just lacking tools. Segrade pulled two small gold-colored hammers from his waist at the same time, "but I picked up an interesting little thing that made it possible for me to realize those ideas." ＂

"Huh?" the old man looked at the two golden hammers in the hands of the leopard man youth with a little surprise. One of the hammers was a token of the dragon hunters, and it had been given to Segrade by Daddy Odin, and he certainly wouldn't be unfamiliar with it. However, the appearance of another golden hammer really scared Odin Dad!

"Where did you ......get that thing from?" he hurriedly asked.

"This meow?" Segrad scratched his head, "To be honest, I don't know much about meow either." This is a meow that a friend of mine got by when he was saving people. Then he gave it to me and my brother meow. ＂

"Show me that thing!" the old man snatched the golden hammer from Segrade without saying a word. His eyes widened as he carefully studied every detail of the golden hammer, then transformed it into various tools, swinging them a few times to test the feel. After checking them all, he shoved the hammer back into Segrade, snatched another golden hammer from the leopard man's hand, and tested it in the same way.

"No way!" said the old man, "there can't be two [Thor] in the world." ＂

"What?"

"See for yourself here. The old man handed the golden hammer to the young leopard man, pointed to an almost inconspicuous part of the end of the hammer, and showed the young leopard man the carved pattern on it, which was so detailed that it was almost impossible to see with the naked eye: "Every dragon hunter has this mark on the token, and it is unique, named after the word of the god in mythology. This token I have given you is a relic of my son. Its title is [Thor]. ＂

Daddy picked up the token he used from his waist: "This is my own token, its title is [Odin], and it is also a token used by the highest ranking of the dragon hunters. It will remain in my possession until I die, until I pass it on to the next user. ＂

Daddy picked up another golden hammer from Segrade's hand: "Look at the coat of arms on this thing." It's also [Thor]. ＂

Segrade's eyesight isn't as good as Odin's, but as an orc, he still has good eyesight. He then took the two golden hammers in his hand and carefully compared them. It's really like what Daddy Odin said, the coats of arms on the two hammers are exactly the same, not even the slightest difference.

"So I still don't understand ......? Is this a replica, or a counterfeit?"

Daddy Odin's expression became serious: "It is impossible for the token of the dragon hunter clan to be copied. It's something that has been passed down from a long time ago, and you can understand it as the crystallization of technology left behind by ancient people. There is only a fixed number of these tokens in the world, and the coat of arms on each token is unique. I can assure you 100 percent that [Thor] can't have a counterfeit, only a handful. ＂

"That'...... What the hell is going on?" Segrade listened even more confused.

"You ask me, I want to ask you!" Father Odin also looked puzzled, "Let's not mention the [Thor] I gave you." Where the hell did the other [Thor] come from? What the hell happened to that friend of yours?"

The extra [Thor] was actually left behind by the mysterious black-robed man. It was with this token that the black-robed man used to open the portal to Valhalla, leading Bedwell to save people ------ save Solal who was buried in rubble and dying.

However, after that, Bediwell did not explain his rescue of Solal to anyone, nor did he mention the black-robed man's use of the token to open Valhalla. The werewolf youth only felt that the golden hammer should be delivered to the right user, so he handed the token to the two brothers, Zhalfir and Segrade.

"Looks like I'm going to have a good talk with Mr. Beddiwell when I get back. Segrade's face became solemn.