Chapter 1557: Dream Broken in Qiming (36)

It was about 1:45 p.m., and on the deck of the [Battleship of Great Britain - Attack on the Palamides], almost all the candidates who were going to play today's game were assembled, after all, no one wanted to miss today's game, and they didn't want to be deducted by the judges for being late.

"Palamides hasn't arrived yet?" Bediville was slightly uneasy as he searched for the leopard warrior in the crowd.

"It's weird. A drop of sweat also broke out on Segrade's forehead: "Dad said this morning that he was going to send Professor Paul's plane, and the plane should have taken off at nine o'clock, but he has been delayed until this time and has not returned, could it be that something has happened?"

"Hey, hey, don't worry about him. Albert didn't care: "Uncle Palamides is so powerful, even if there is a situation that makes him unable to get out temporarily, he will definitely be able to find a way to get to the competition venue in time." ＂

The tiger nudged the white bear man beside him with his elbow and asked, "Right?"

"Yes, yes...... Elaine replied hesitantly, her face visibly pale.

"You too, Elaine. Bediwell glanced at the White Bears: "Are you okay, can you play?"

"Big, probably fine. Elaine subconsciously rubbed her stomach: "It's just that there is, it's just a little stomachache." ＂

"Anyway," Albert looked up and down at Segrade's sleek armor, "Segrade, you kid seem to be a little shorter than usual?

"Well, no, there's no such thing—" The young leopard man (who is actually a teenager now) began to reply hesitantly, "Great Britain has that in its armor...... Uh, by the way, there's a subspace magic meow. Even a fat man who is very fat can wear a meow with armor of a standard figure. It's the same way around, no matter who wears this, the shape will be standardized. ＂

"Is it a meow?" the tiger then tapped on Segrade's helmet: "There are really a lot of black technologies in Great Britain. ＂

Because the tiger jokingly knocked on the helmet of the leopard man, almost causing the helmet to fall off, Segrade was so frightened that he hurriedly held on to the helmet so as not to show his stuff. The fact that his body has become a child must not be known to anyone else - especially not to be known to the public on live television - otherwise it would be a shame. After Segrad straightened the helmet, he wrapped the strip of cloth around his face as tightly as possible so that it would act as a fixed helmet so that it would not loosen again.

"Candidates who have come to participate in the Round Table Trial!" At this time, the Knight of the Round Table Cador had already walked over from the bridge and announced loudly, "Welcome to the venue of the third round of the competition! I hope you will face the battle with dignity in the next competition, and use wonderful tactics and gorgeous skills to win this competition!"

"Oh!" many of the candidates present began to boil with enthusiasm and shouted loudly.

And the huge holographic screen also shot out from the direction of the bridge, reflecting in front of everyone. It clearly lists the matchups for this (third) tournament:

Group 1: Silver Wolf Bediville vs. Gladiator Bereld

Group 2: Palamides vs. Poison Potion Beit

Group 3: Sharpshooter Farys vs. Leopard Segrade

Group 4: "Hawkeye" Evan vs. Mordred

Group 5: Martial artist Li Kaild vs. magic swordsman Solaar

Group 6: Dragon Knight Doha vs. Warcraft Hunter Albert

Group 7: Warrior Monk Jodar vs. Prince Tristan

Group 8: Viking warrior Hillhart, White Bear, Elaine

Group 9: Chanel the Dark Elf vs. Igor the Gunner

......

Is it finally coming? A drop of cold sweat broke out on Bediwell's forehead, both nervous and excited. He accompanied Arthur to another world nine hundred years later for a whole month, during which time he did not let his time go to waste, but continued to practice. In addition to some necessary physical training to adapt to the other world nine hundred years later, his cultivation also underwent some kind of special training specifically designed to fight the gladiator Berelde.

For Bereld, it was just one night, but for Bediwell, it was a whole month. Today's game is going to surprise the bald man at Berelde.

Then again...... Solal is gone, too?Bediwell once again worriedly searches for the swordsman Solar in the middle of the crowd, and he discovers that Elaine, the White Bear, is doing the same. However, Solal still didn't show up, and it felt really bad. That guy from Solal ran to Norway yesterday to save Elaine, saying that it was to retrieve the water of the "Lake of Immortality". As a result, only Beddevil brought the lake back, but Solal stayed there to fight the Jotun Giant alone, and his life and death were uncertain. Elaine later learned about it and has been haunted by it ever since. If the Demon Swordsman Soral didn't come to the tournament because of saving him, the White Bear would probably feel even more upset.

"So, it's time for the final check-in. The Knight of the Round Table Kador announced. It was already 1:58 p.m., and the game would start in two minutes, but Palamides and Solal were still nowhere to be seen. If the final check-in is missed, the organizers of the Roundtable Trial will announce that the two men have forfeited the match.

Bediwell and the others couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

And at this moment, someone drove an iron horseman, approaching rapidly.

"Mr. Albert. Unexpectedly, the driver of the iron rider turned out to be a big man, and it was someone Albert knew-Tiger Man Gusta: "I believe you have forgotten something." ＂

"Who is the man...... "Bediwell seems to have seen this tiger man, but Gusta is now wearing an American football jersey, so the werewolf youth can't help but wonder-

Besides, isn't that Iron Rider from Bediville?!

"Ah, thank you. Albert scratched his head in embarrassment: "I almost forgot." ＂

"Forgot?" Bediwell's forehead couldn't help but bruise when he heard it, "You just said, almost [forgot]. ＂

"Uh-" Albert quickly covered his mouth, knowing that he had slipped out.

"Albert, you mean to say that you almost lost the Iron Rider I lent you, and you almost forgot about it, and you don't even know about bringing it to the field in the next game?!"

"Uh-hahaha-haha, don't be angry—" Albert laughed as he stepped back in the direction of the Iron Rider, "I'll take care of it then, Mr. Gusta." ＂

"Uh, oh...... Seeing that Bediwell was scolding Albert, Gusta was a little overwhelmed, so he had to climb down from the iron horse and hand it back to Albert.

"By the way, you really know how to drive an iron horseman. The tiger jumped on the iron horse and complimented.

Gusta smiled wryly: "Because I work as a guard in the hotel parking lot, I sometimes valet park, and this driving skill is a necessary professional knowledge that is included in the training of the hotel staff." ＂

"And you've completely repaired the Iron Rider, which is good. Albert inspected the mechanics of the Iron Rider again—the fierce battle this morning had damaged the Iron Rider so badly that the Sphinx had been able to restore the badly damaged Iron Rider to new ones in such a short period of time.

"Fix it?" Bediwell's ears moved again, and his head was full of bruises: "When did you break the iron rider again?

"Uh-hahahahaha-haha Albert began to laugh and not speak, so as not to make too many mistakes.

Bediwell didn't say anything to the tiger, and rushed up to choke Albert's neck.

"Ahem! Silence!" Seeing that there was a lot of commotion on Bediwell's side, Cardor immediately interrupted: "Last minute!"

Regardless of the riots on the side of Bediwell and others, time is indeed passing by minute by minute. If Palamides and Solal don't show up, they will really be disqualified!

Bediwell couldn't help but glance at Potter, the poison master not far away. Beite is Palamides' opponent this time, and Palamides will be late for such an important game, and it is very likely that Beiter, a despicable villain, is obstructing him. Bediwell had already guessed most of it when he saw Beite's inadvertent smug expression.

Is it necessary to protest over this, to have the Britons delay the race between Palamides and Beit, but is it really useful?

"The last ten seconds. Kador reported loudly as if he were about to pronounce a death sentence. Countdown numbers also appear on that huge holographic screen.

Not anymore. No matter how fast Palamides runs, it will never be possible to get to this venue in less than ten seconds!

Bedeville's forehead sprouted from the corners. It's too ............ to let a despicable villain like Beite succeed

Hiss hiss hiss-ss sss

The attention of the people who were counting down was suddenly attracted by a sharp hiss. The sound was like the neighing of a horse, but mixed with the roar of a lion, it sounded very unique!

Click, click, click! The sound of horses' hooves came one after another, and the huge and majestic black and gold hippogriff rushed into the air, like a dark thunderbolt in the sky, swift and furious. It left a phantom-like trail in the space it passed, not because it had any special magic, but because it moved so fast that it left one afterimage after another on everyone's retina.

"I'll do it too. As the Black-Gold Hippogriff approached the Great British Battleship, Palamides jumped from the Hippogriff's back and landed lightly on the deck.

It's time. In the last second of the race registration, Palamides made a magnificent appearance!