Chapter 617: Fierce Battle on the Border (11)

"Bedi, you're such an idiot. I clearly said that we would find a way to end this war together. The Knight King muttered in a low voice, his words filled with endless sorrow, "How can you leave me alone." What are you going to do if you leave me alone?" and in the face of Arthur's whisper, the body of the tiger boy was only endlessly silent. His face was so serene, as if he had just fallen asleep.

Arthur reached out and touched the tiger's forehead: "I am a soulless person, and I am now, and I am afraid that it will not get better in the future."

People like me can't do anything but kill and destroy.

But you are different. Your heart is full of love.

Your kindness can turn decay into magic, so that this blind and devastated Shijie is left with only despair, and miracles are born again and again.

If it weren't for his untimely death, one day, the person who could really save this shijie would probably be you. The Knight King winced in the cold of the night wind, "That's why I envy you, I've always envied you, but I've never told anyone."

If there is an afterlife, I really hope that we can be friends again. Best friends forever.

Forever, good brother. King Arthur stood up and let out a long sigh.

He looked at Albert's (Bediwell) cold body, zuihou, and made a farewell bow.

Then, the Knight King blew into the palm of his hand and pinched out a bright dragon flame fireball.

"Zaijian, Bedi. You've gone all the way. "It was both the fire of life and the fire of death. Both to welcome the new life and to say goodbye to death.

Arthur throws a dragon fireball at the Tigerman Boy, intending to incinerate his friend's body.

The dragon flame fireball fell on Albert's body, and it spread out in an instant, completely engulfing the body of the tiger boy.

Arthur looked at the unusually bright flame, and turned away sadly—whoosh!—something, but suddenly burst out of the flames, and the storm it raised scattered the flames in all directions!

Arthur looked back in surprise to see the White Tiger Boy floating in mid-air.

A dazzling beam of light fell from the sky, nay, from the moon, and landed steadily on Albert's chest.

The tiger boy spread his wings, and his huge, white and infinite wings covered half of the sky, glowing with strong light!

"What's going on?!" Arthur was stunned.

Albert's body grew brighter and brighter as it became more and more surrounded by light.

The fluid energy emitted from the moon is filling the whole body of the tiger boy. That special energy was still overflowing, emanating from Albert in the form of a cloud, making Al look like he was wrapped in a coat of mist!

"Whew!" Albert breathed away as he spat out a mouthful of blood. Stimulated by the powerful fluid energy, his heart beat again, the wound quickly healed, and the lost blood was temporarily replaced by the fluid energy, saving every cell in his body that was on the verge of death!

The tiger boy had just come back to life, and he landed weakly on the ground, panting for breath.

"Bedi!" an overjoyed Arthur had already leaned in to see Albert's condition, "You're still alive! great!" "I'm not Bedi," Albert muttered in a low voice.

The effect of the Soul Changer was lifted at the moment when Albert was dying. Albert and Bediwell's consciousness returned to their original bodies. The one in front of Arthur is the original tiger boy Albert.

As the two of them returned to their original consciousnesses, their respective memories were also synchronized. As a result, Bedivel and Albert learned at the same time about the situation in the Turks, Rome, Romanes, and Germania in the past few days.

Of course, such a large number of memories suddenly flooded into the minds of the two, which would make them feel confused and overwhelmed. It takes time to digest these memories and can be dizzying at the same time.

The tiger boy covered his forehead, and when he had a splitting headache, Arthur had already grabbed Al with one hand: "Your consciousness has returned." Answer me, then, Bedwell!" "How do I know?" replied Albert with difficulty.

Whether Bedi's consciousness returned to his body without any problems, or whether he died and disappeared into the void, no one knows.

"Actually using my body to block the knife, Bedi bastard—" Albert yelled as soon as he caught his breath.

"If he hadn't done so, I would have defeated your father long ago. Arthur looked displeased. His previous kind attitude towards Albert was suddenly swept away with Bediwell's "departure".

"Now—" Albert looked at Arthur with a subtle expression, "what are you going to do with me? and lock me up again?" "No. Even though the guy in front of him was no longer Bediwell, the Knight King still showed tolerance for him: "You are a friend of Bedi, and I will not hurt you." As long as you stay honest and don't add to the chaos, I will give you the maximum freedom of movement. The tiger boy sighed: "The attitude has become really fast. I used to say a bunch of parting words to Bedi, but now I call myself Meow. (Why you can do this?) Arthur concealed his shyness with a grim expression, hiding most of his face in the night: "It's none of your business. "Of course, Bixia. The tiger boy replied in a low voice.

"Stand down. King Arthur waved his hand, "I don't know how well you've recovered from your injuries, but you need to rest." "Yes, Bixia. Albert replied in an almost sarcastic tone, "What are you going to do with my father's words tomorrow?" The Knight King was blunt.

Patriarch Robble's outfit was too difficult to deal with. Arthur missed his best chance and it will be much more difficult to beat Roble again.

If he is forced by Robert, Arthur may be killed.

He looked at Albert's ice-blue tiger eyes, scrutinizing every slight change in Albert's expression, "You're not going to come out to stop me, are you?" Dad's kind of impudent bastard, it's just right to kill him. The tiger boy replied angrily.

"Shut up. Arthur was not satisfied with the other party's answer, "He is your father." No matter what kind of person he is, he can't change this fact. (Those who have real relatives, but don't know how to cherish them, are the most hateful.) The tigerman boy's eyes were cloudy, and they were full of confusion: "I'd rather never be born." Arthur could have ignored Albert. After all, Al was only a friend of Bedi, not someone from Arthur. There was no reason for the Knight King to bother with the family affairs of a man who was so distant.

But Arthur couldn't help but ask, "When I fought with your father just now, would it really rush up to stop us if it was you?" Albert was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Arthur asked in an aggravated tone, "Would you watch me kill your father and still remain indifferent?" Albert did hate his father, Roble. Abandoned by his father, betrayed, and encountering too many cruel things, it is difficult for Al to say that he does not resent his father.

But, indeed, Robble is the only family member left in Al. (If you don't count El's unsane brother.) "If you could really watch your father be killed by me and do nothing—" Arthur threw out a very contradictory remark, "although it will save me a lot of trouble, I will not let you go—that kind of unfilial fellow must not stay on this shijie." Al frowned. The tiger stripes on his forehead immediately twisted into a hilarious "W".

After Arthur said this, he suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his abdomen.

No, the throbbing pain had been going on for a long time, and Arthur was struggling to get to Prague as soon as possible. Even in the tense battle just now, he continued to endure.

By the end of the battle, Arthur's tense nerves began to relax, and throbbing pain spread throughout his body.

The poisonous chicken leg that General Sernus used to poison Albert was eaten by Arthur. Now is the time for poison.