Chapter 1079: Finding the Secret in the Sand Sea (1)

The next morning, in the restaurant of the Cairo Grand Hotel in Cairo, Africa, Egypt.

The buffet provided by the hotel is still luxurious, but everyone is used to eating this kind of luxurious meal, and they are tired and don't love it. Therefore, Beddiville and his party chose some simple and nutritious breakfast food, sat in a quiet corner of the restaurant, and discussed the day's itinerary while eating.

"So, you want me to meet that Odin daddy meow?" Segrade looked at Bediwell suspiciously as he ate his mashed potato salad, "I'm not too interested in your plan to make money, is it really necessary to do this?" "I don't have much interest in making money, but that person is a descendant of the legendary ancient dragon hunter! Go and meet him, you will definitely gain a lot. Although he deliberately concealed the fact that the secret skills of the dragon hunters in crafting weapons were not known.

"But these two boys are going to accompany me to the Sphinx daddy today. Paramides put his arms around his two sons, and pretended to be affectionate, "He named us to see our family, and both of them are indispensable." If Segrade doesn't go, I'm afraid it won't be polite. "Palamidades, do you really plan to take your sons to meet the boss of the underworld?" Bediwell refused to back down on the matter, "It is not beneficial, but it is very dangerous. What if something happens? It's better to take one to death than both?" "We're not going to die!" Zhalfir protested helplessly.

"That's enough!" Palamides asked, with a displeased look on his face, "Segrade, it's up to you to choose." Is it going to meet the Sphinx daddy with his father, or is he going to meet the suspicious Odin daddy with Bedeville?, pick one!" the leopard man looked at his father, Palamides, and then at the werewolf Bedeville. He sighed and replied slowly, "Go see Daddy Odin." I also want to see how capable this Odin father is, how to make dragon bones into dragon meows. Palamides' face was a mixture of displeasure and relief. Maybe he was a little worried about the safety of his sons. However, the panther was very tough: "Great, now we are missing someone on our side." Daddy Sphinx won't be happy to see this. Bediwell patted Albert on the shoulder: "The spare tire has already been there, what are you worried about?" "Poof!" Albert squirted out the half-eaten spaghetti, but fortunately he just leaned over the plate to eat, and the spaghetti that squirted only fell on the plate, and did not cause a particularly harsh effect on the people around him.

"You're meow...... Albert hurriedly wiped his cat's mouth: "Who's the spare tire!" "But you followed Palamides to the casino yesterday, and your every move was already recorded by the casino's monitors, maybe that Sphinx dad will think you're Palamidas's son?" Bediwell sneered and said, "Anyway, you're idle, and there's nothing wrong with them going to meet the boss of the underworld!" "You just said that you were going to die!" Albert complained angrily.

"You've definitely misheard, I haven't said anything like that. Bediwell struggled to hold back a laugh.

Palamides shook his head angrily and set his gaze on Albert's face: "It's up to you, little tiger—though I don't think Philaeos will trap us and lead us to dangerous places." "That's the truth. If Philaeos and that Sphynx dad were bad guys, they would have been able to plan to trap them when Palamides and the others went to the casino yesterday. Instead of being cheated, they earned a pocket money from the casino. Daddy Sphinx may have other intentions, but at least he wasn't trying to hurt anyone.

Albert was stunned. He still remembers the incident that he promised Chanel last night. Although Tiger did not fulfill the responsibilities and obligations of this promise, he was also curious to know what this Sphynx father was planning. If, as Chanel claims, the Sphinx dad is secretly plotting a coup d'état, then Albert should indeed find a way to prevent this catastrophe and devastate Egypt.

"I'just... Go ahead. Albert pretended to be embarrassed: "It's good to meet this big man, maybe you can get some benefits, meow hahahaha." "Very well, that's it. Bediwell quickly swallowed the seafood spaghetti on his plate: "Let's go, Segrade." "Wait, I, what about me?" Elaine asked, feeling completely left out in the cold.

"You?" the werewolf looked at the white bear man with a slightly disgusted look, "I can't sit on my iron horse, so I can't take you with me this time." You can keep the greatsword, and I'll take it with me and see how much Daddy Odin can strengthen it. And you...... Stay in the hotel room honestly and don't get in trouble, okay?" All right. The White Bear Man replied with his ears drooping and depressed.

His humble demeanor drew laughter from everyone present.

Ten minutes later.

"Isn't this really going to overload meow?" Segrad carried his spear, shield, and Elaine's rhino horn greatsword, and the moment he jumped on the back seat of the Iron Horse, the Iron Horse sank down visibly!

"No problem. Bediwell rubbed the ground with his foot. Fortunately, the height of the iron rider floating above the ground is still within the allowable range. As long as it's not dragging the ground forward, the Iron Rider's engine should still be able to support it.

"Let's go!" he stepped on the gas, and the Iron Rider began to gallop forward!

Galloping? Maybe not. It was moving forward at a strange speed, slightly faster than a normal person would start, but it wasn't a "gallop" at all.

"Hahaha...... The machine has not been warmed up yet, and it will be up to speed when it runs smoothly. The werewolf smiled wryly.

Segrade couldn't help but glance at Bediwell.

At this time, their car had just reached the exit of the underground parking lot, and the parking lot guard standing there also gave Bedivel a blank look, as if to resist the werewolf with his eyes: I knew this car was a rag.

Bediwell deliberately avoided these disgruntled glances and drove the Iron Rider out of the parking lot. As soon as he went outside, he found Arthur waiting in a dragoon.

"Ya S...... Aslan!" Bediwell waved his hand from afar, "This way!" Segrad gave Bedivel another blank look. The black-robed man with the mask was King Arthur.

Hearing Bedeville call Arthur "Aslan", the two young men in the back seat of Arthur's dragoon also gave the werewolf a hostile look. These two are Tristan and Evan.

"It's so bold to use such a vulgar name to call His Majesty...... As Bediwell approached, Tristan said dissatisfiedly.

"I know you're here to avoid revealing your Majesty's identity. But the taste of your name is terrible. Evan protested in passing, pushing the frame of his glasses irritably.

"Why are they here?" asked Bediwell, who was also reluctant to see the two guys.

"Because I have to rely on their tools and talents in addition to your luck. Arthur replied calmly. He obviously already knew about the unpleasant things between the young people, but he knew that the group would get out together, so he still brought Tristan and Evan.

"I'd better go back. Werewolf glared at Tristan hostilely, "Now that they have their tools and talents, luck is dispensable. Good luck, Aslan. "Alas, don't go!" King Arthur called out to Bedeville, who was about to drive away, "Are you a child, and you lose your temper over such a little thing? When I find the Desert Rose, I will reward you!" Bedivel pouted silently as he rode forward on the Iron Horse. Of course, his iron horse, which was bright on the outside but old on the inside, was slow in overload. Arthur's dragoon followed the iron knight and had to wait slowly for Bedeville with minimal output. Within a few steps, Bediwell heard the soft snickering of Tristan and Evan in the back seat of the dragoon.

The werewolf blushed and wondered if he should refuse Arthur's commission and go home. Arthur spoke at this time: "Segrade, you come and sit on my side, let the iron riders of Bedeville lighten the burden." "But meow—" "My dragoon is limited to four people, plus the capacity of other weapon accessories, the actual load is five tons, so don't worry about it at all." Arthur said, "Come quickly." Bediwell couldn't help but glance at Arthur's dragoon. Of course, the dragoon was in a state of unweaponization, after all, it was driving in such a big city in another country, and it would cause a lot of trouble if it was equipped with weapons.

"Go ahead, Segrade. Although he felt ashamed, the werewolf still ordered the leopard man youth in the back seat to change the car to reduce the burden of the iron rider.

"Hey... Okay meow. Segrade jumped from Bediwell's iron cavalry and climbed onto the back seat of Arthur's dragoon. Then the Iron Rider suddenly became relaxed, and the werewolf stepped on the accelerator again, and its speed instantly increased.

"Good. This will save us some time. Arthur drove the dragoon in pursuit, and when the dragoons were full, it was still more than enough to catch up with Bediwell's iron horse.

The werewolf seemed to hear another burst of laughter, coming from Tristan and Evan in the back seat of the dragoon. His face flushed with embarrassment, and he told Sù that he should not care about such a trivial matter as much as possible, and drove his iron horse in the direction of the black market from last night.