Chapter 1255: Rest in the Silent Night (32)

Chapter 1255: Rest in the Silent Night (32)

At the same time (?), Egypt.

Above the Red Sea, a golden light pierced the night sky, dragging a hundred-foot-long ribbon in the quiet night.

This golden glow came from a dragoon. It hovered in the night sky for a moment, found its destination, and then descended slowly, steadily entering the barrier of the Pillar Forest, and finally anchored on the deck of the British battleship [Attack on the Palamidades].

As soon as the dragoon came to a stop, King Arthur stretched his muscles and untied his belt.

"Greenway, we're here. With affection, the king turned to look at his queen.

Queen Greenway, who was held tightly in place by several leather belts and connected to King Arthur in a clenched position, was still asleep. There was some mysterious power that kept the queen awake, and six or seven hours had passed by now.

Ordinary people sleep for six or seven hours because they are overtired, which is not a big deal. However, King Arthur knew very well that his queen, Greenway, was a professional healer and nutritionist, and she could never miss the lunch and dinner she should have eaten because of snooze.

"I can't believe that Your Majesty has really brought the queen from Great Britain," said the Knight of the Round Table, Kador, who came to meet him, as soon as he appeared.

"There's nothing else to do. Arthur picked up his queen: "Send Greenwiel to the infirmary, quick!" Needless to say, a large group of medical professionals had already arrived on stretchers. He was followed by Constantine, the Knight of the Round Table.

"陛xià. Constantine's face didn't seem to be very good.

"Constantine, grit your teeth. Arthur said suddenly.

Before Constantine could react, King Arthur's punch had already smashed the young Knight of the Round Table away! Constantine dragged a full twenty yards across the smooth deck before stopping.

"Your Majesty!" Cador exclaimed.

"I don't want to beat you in public. Arthur looked at Constantine coldly: "But what I said will be done." I said that when the time comes, I will come and give you a good meal, and I will definitely fulfill this promise. "I understand," Constantine asked, covering his swollen face, and asked in a low voice, "How's the queen doing?" Very bad. Arthur saw his queen being carried away by the medical staff, and sighed, "I have asked Merlin to conduct a thorough physical examination of Greenway, but nothing has been found. There are no symptoms of intoxication, allergies, infections, hypnosis, magic, or coma due to trauma, internal injury, or physical exertion. "How is it possible," Constantine looked puzzled, "since no cause has been found, the queen must be very healthy—" "But she is still asleep, and no matter how much I scream, she will not wake up." Arthur's face became even more gloomy: "There must be some reason for this, but we haven't found out yet." Constantine frowned: "Since even the powerful Prime Minister Merlin can't find the cause of the disease, I can't do anything about it." Your Majesty doesn't use a teleportation system, and drives the queen directly to Egypt from Great Britain on dragoon, in fact, it doesn't make any sense. The Knight King gave Constantine a blank look: "Instinct tells me that you are probably the only person in the world who can make Greenway wake up again, so I brought her here." Constantine, no matter what means you use, no matter how much manpower and material resources you spend, you must make Greenway wake up again, understand?" Although his heart was full of doubts, although he was extremely puzzled, Constantine nodded to the king of Great Britain: "Yes, Your Majesty." "For King Arthur's command is absolute, and no man in the world can overthrow it—

Constantine was in huge trouble.

At the same time (?), the Cairo Grand Hotel, among the rooms of the Seffir and Segrade.

Ding dong. Someone is ringing the doorbell.

The two leopard men glanced at each other with displeased expressions.

"Segrade, you go and meow. Zhalfir was fiddling with an electronic component with an electric welding torch and couldn't keep it busy.

"No, I'm busy, my brother is going to open a meow. "Segrade is also working on the finest sharpening of the blade of the luna steel scimitar, and he can't keep it busy.

The two brothers glared at each other again.

"At this time, the fairest way is—" Zhalfir took a coin from his pocket, "I guessed first last time, but this time it's your turn." This is their old habit, and if the brothers have a dispute, it must be resolved by flipping a coin. This is the only way they think it is fair and does not hurt the brotherly harmony.

"Okay—" Segrade glanced at the coin, "Meow." "I was going to give you a good meow on the front. With a flick of his fingers, Zhalfir tossed the coin into the air.

Dangling Dangling - The coin circles in the air dozens of times, rises to the highest altitude and falls. Knock~ It brought a crisp echo when it landed, spun on the ground dozens of times, and then lay down peacefully.

The result is the opposite.

"Why is it that my brother wins every time I toss a coin?" Segrade frantically scrambled for a few seconds, and got up from the floor with a displeased face.

"Hey, hey, because I'm lucky. Zhalfir picked up the coin and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Good. Segrade snorted a little unconvinced, walked slowly to the door, and casually asked, "Who is me?" and "It's me." The voice outside the door replied, a rather unfamiliar voice.

Zhalfir and Segrade looked at each other. Strangers come to visit at this kind of time? It must be a bad visitor. What's more, the two brothers are currently refurbishing and transforming the Luna Steel weapon, and the one in the room is inconvenient for outsiders to see.

Segrade frowned, and the fish eyes that led to the gate of Guò glanced at it, and found that the person standing outside the door turned out to be the opponent who had fought him today, Viscount Luxford. The viscount was still covered in bandages, and his nose was swollen and his face was blue. But this guy's breath has improved a lot, and the medical technology of Great Britain is really magical.

"It's you meow again. The leopard man frowned again, and the leopard claw that had been moved to the doorknob immediately retracted: "If you're here to get that lightsaber back, I'm sorry, it's been dismantled into parts by us." Please come back meow. "No, I'm not here to get [Sky Breath] back. But Rustford said calmly, "I just want to talk to you, is that okay?" Segrade was distraught, and at the moment he only planned to drive Lust away: "If you're here to get information about those [glass] weapons, please die." We have an agreement first, since you lost the game, don't come to harass me again. "I know, it's just-" "I thought the famous Luxford family would be a little more tidy, but I didn't expect the Rushford family to be the kind of brazen stalker. Segrade began to use vicious words to try to make the other party retreat: "You will really be a shame on your family, Lord Viscount." Luxford immediately pouted in anger, and his frantic appearance outside the door was reflected in Segrade's eyes through the convex lens of the fish's eyes, which looked even more funny.

However, Viscount Luxford was also a cultivated person, and the madness only lasted for a few seconds, and he calmed down and coughed dryly: "Ahem is good, then I won't harass you." I just want you to know what you're doing. Excavating Egyptian tombs and stealing ancient Egyptian artifacts is a felony that can kill you hundreds of times. Segrade felt ridiculous when he heard it: "Nonsense, who went to steal the Egyptian artifact Meow." Luxford was surprised by the astonishing fact: "Oh, you don't admit it, but the [Solomon's Ice Vessels] in your hands are ancient artifacts mentioned in the Egyptian history books." It is impossible for modern people to have the craft to forge such weapons, and even if you don't steal the weapon from the ancient ruins, you have definitely stolen the craft of making it. Am I right?" Although he knew that the other party was playing tricks on them, hearing Rustford talking nonsense in a serious manner, Zhalfir couldn't help but scold: "Fart meow! That's obviously Sai-" He was only halfway through his words when he was stopped by his brother's knife-like gaze. Zhalfir couldn't help but apologize to his brother for sticking out his tongue. It's so dangerous that I almost gave up the name of Segrade.

However, Lustford still smirked: "Oh, it turns out that the name of the craftsman who made [the ice weapon] starts with [sai], hmm-" Segrade quickly locked all the locks on the door that could be locked, and then roared viciously, "Listen meow." Don't dream, we're never going to tell you any more information. If you think that the name of the craftsman who made the weapon starts with [Sai], you should go and investigate Meow. Investigate all the people whose names start with [sai] throughout Africa. But you're never going to find the craftsman, he's no longer here, and all you've done is just Lang wasting time. "This is, of course, just misleading. Zhalfir, the talkative fellow, had already revealed the fact that the craftsman had saved Zài to Luxford, and the danger of Segrade's identity being exposed had increased several times, and now he had to keep putting on a smokescreen, hoping that Rustford, an idiot, would turn his attention to others and not sniff around Segrade.

"We'll see. Luxford replied calmly. The Rusford family also has a lot of influence in Africa, and it is only a matter of scratch to find a single person from the household registration data of African countries. Of course, he couldn't be stupid enough to be fooled by the smokescreen of Segrade. The suspicion that the two brothers, Zhalfir and Segrade, were the makers of those "glass" weapons has not been completely eliminated.

"Even if it's just a leak, you do report me a good situation. Viscount Rustford slyly probed again, "In exchange, I will tell you about [Solomon's ice vessels] as well." "I don't want to hear it, thank you. Segrade checked the lock again, then walked away with a look of disgust.

"A long, long time ago—" Luxford said the chatter, but he ignored Segrade and began to tell the story.