1:407 Departure on the Journey (7)

Arthur hurried to the backyard.

After the treatment of the Holy Spirit White Phoenix, the injuries on his body were healed, and the Holy Spirit and the evil spirits in his body stopped making trouble for the time being. But he was covered in blood, his clothes were all stained red, and the gaps in the black dragon armor were also soaked with blood. He had long wanted to take a shower and get comfortable.

As Arthur feared, the bathing pool in the backyard was also made of candy. Much like the original wooden house bathing pool, the pool is surrounded by four walls. The only thing that's different is its magical chocolate wall.

The bubbling pool water is also piping hot soda. Arthur took a handful and drank it, but it only smelled of lemon, but there was no taste. Is this a sugar-free soda?

Arthur forgot what logic was because of his weariness, and he simply didn't bother to think about it, stripped naked and jumped into the pool, washing his clothes and armor with soda water by the pool. When these miraculous carbonic acid water touches the stains on the clothes, they immediately break down all the dirt.

Just as King Othur was able to bring out food out of thin air in the house, this Pure Land of Avalon must have its own peculiarities.

For example, how to conjure up whatever you want?

Arthur tries to concentrate on conjuring up some gold. He found himself wasting time purely in Lang. Of course, how could things be as he imagined.

While he was in a daze, a voice rang in Arthur's ear: "Arthur?" "Poof!" Arthur almost vomited a mouthful of blood. Surprised, he grabbed a handful of clothes to cover his lower body.

Greenway, dressed in a white bikini, appears in front of Arthur.

"What are you doing?!" exclaimed Arthur, his voice sharpening in astonishment.

"Of course, I'm here to take a shower. The girl jumped into the pool, and the soda made a froth and sizzling sound.

Arthur watched Greenway slowly walk from across the pool, and he quickly retreated as if evading: "Don't, don't come here! I haven't finished washing yet-" "Ahhhh

Something came out of Arthur's nose, and it was a teenager's nosebleed.

Dizzy. The hot soda caused Arthur a swelling pain in his lower body.

"Arthur. The girl stretched out her slender hand and cupped the boy's face: "Let's wash it together—" Her lips were about to be kissed off.

No, this Greenway is absolutely strange!

A real Greenway would definitely do something like this!

Arthur's whole body went limp, but he reached out and grabbed his king's sheath at the last moment, and activated the sheath [Spellbreaker]!

"Go away!" Arthur pushed Greenway away.

"Woo!" the girl fell into the pool in embarrassment, and she slowly got up: "Arthur, don't you think I'm not attractive enough?" "Don't pretend, you're not Greenway at all! Greenway won't be so bold!-Who are you?!" The girl looked at Arthur with a pitiful look, as if begging for the knight's mercy.

"Don't pretend! Give me back the old Greenway! I hate this wild Greenway now!" Arthur roared.

The girl was silent for a while. In a moment, a white light began to radiate from the girl's body, and Zuihou condensed on the diamond on the pendant on Greenway's chest. The diamond, which is as transparent as water, immediately turns ru-white.

"Uh-huh, Arthur?!" Greenway came back to her senses and saw Arthur with only a strip of cloth hanging in the bath, and then looked at herself in a bikini: "Wow, ahh

"You, what did you do?!" Greenwiel said angrily.

"What did [you] do, Greenway. How can you be invaded by your own spirit?" Arthur retorted, burying his body in the water.

"I remember calling my spirit on the altar of the Holy Land, in order to rush back to save you—" Sure enough. I thought you were weird just now. If you don't know how to use the Holy Spirit, you are so bold as to summon the spirit directly?" Arthur sneered, "Be careful that your body is invaded by the Holy Spirit and you lose your body forever. "Well, you don't need to be reminded of this!" Greenway said angrily, and hurriedly retreated to the edge of the pool, her face redder than the sunset, reflecting the night in the magical excess light of the pool, "Quick, hurry up and finish washing! I'll have something to say to you later!" Arthur looked at Greenway's hurried departure figure, and felt depressed.

He looked down, and was even more depressed, eager to find a hole in the ground immediately.

Late at night, in the territory of the Greeks, in the side hall of the patriarch's house.

Sleeping on animal skins is not uncomfortable, nor is it comfortable. The fur of the monster is hard and rough, almost as hard as the ground, and the only benefit is durability. Bedeville suddenly remembered the mattresses made of grass of the Elephant Terrans: at least some softness and not prickly flesh.

The werewolf boy tossed and turned, opened his eyes and looked at Albert, who was sleeping on another animal skin beside him.

"Al, are you asleep?" he asked, lowering his voice.

"Sleep, don't make a noise with me. Al replied coldly, obviously too preoccupied to sleep on such a cold winter night.

"Let it pass. Haven't you become a member of the Turkic tribe and decided to live in a Turkic village?" I know, but—" Suddenly a sixteen-year-old tiger boy left his homeland and struggled to survive under the fence of a foreign race, no matter how good his heart was, he would feel uneasy.

This is also one thing that Bedi can't help anyway. All he could do was do his part, and do his best to bring peace to every part of the Shadows.

Whether it's humans or orcs, they all deserve a more hode future. It's so sad to struggle so hard just to survive.

The next day, Bediwell rose in good spirits. It's raining again and the weather is a bit gloomy.

He ran out to inquire about the situation with the three Hackett brothers, but unexpectedly saw a familiar face: the patriarch of the Vicious Tooth Clan (Tiger Clan), Robul!

"What?!" Bedivel took a step back, and Robel had already walked up, "Good morning, Silver Wolf Bevelf." A man rushed out of the side bedroom and slammed awkwardly into Bediwell's back, "Old, Dad?!" Albert's voice rang out directly behind Bedi.

"Al. Roble said coldly.

"What are you doing here?!" Bedi glared at Roble with angry eyes.

The golden eyes of the black tiger man and the blue eyes of the silver wolf met each other, bursting with sparks of hostility.