Chapter 1515: Awakening in the Nightmare (9)

Hearing Bediwell's name, the other party couldn't help but pause: "Ah." It's been a long time since no one called me by that name. It's so nostalgic. ＂

The lion man Saladin glanced at Bediwell's iron horse again: "After two days, your iron horse has adjusted a lot. This repair technique is really impressive. ＂

Bediwell smiled helplessly: "No, no, no, this is someone else who helped me repair it, and it hasn't been completely repaired, and it was borrowed by some stupid person for a while, and the engine was on the verge of collapse." ＂

"Be that as it may. Saladin the lion man looked at the iron knight intently: "Even the shell has been repaired to this level, which is still very remarkable." ＂

Bediwell was silent for a moment, then suddenly remembered something, so he asked more: "Then again, Mr. Salladin, are you a friend of the Sword Saint Ark?"

The lionman's facial expression changed subtly, one full of remembrance and sorrow, but also one of indifference and unease.

"It's not entirely correct to say I'm his friend. But the lionman said, "It would be more accurate to say that it should be a sworn enemy on the battlefield." ＂

"Nemesis?"

"Yes. The Pantoraken Knights of that era were so powerful that they could even compete with the orc army I led. Saladin then smiled and said, "Among them, the most powerful combat power is this Sword Saint Ark." I dueled him a total of 307 times, and each one ended up being a draw, and I couldn't really tell the winner. For the orcs in the army, the sword saint Yak who rode on this iron horse at that time was probably their worst nightmare. ＂

"I really don't know...... The werewolf youth couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that the iron horse he bought back from the second-hand black market had such a big origin.

"I heard later that he had betrayed Pantoracan, as if he had joined forces with the Romans to attack Pantoracan's capital, Camillo?" Saladin continued, "I can't believe it. How could such a knight who fought valiantly for his country betray his homeland? Although I am mortal enemies with him, I have clearly understood his character through countless encounters. Whether it's money or power, there shouldn't be anything in this world that can buy the Sword Saint Ark?"

Bediwell was silent for a moment. This incident is also a mystery to the werewolf youth. Lancelot's father did seem to have it all, and was known as the strongest Juggernaut in Europe at the time. Why would such a famous person tarnish the good name he has maintained for a long time, and betray the motherland to which he has always done his best and risked his life to serve the motherland?

"Well, but that's all in the past, so let's not mention it. Saladin the lion man continued: "Look at this machine. There are some bruises, there are quite a few scratches, but it still retains the streamlined beauty of the year. It's heart-wrenching to see your old rival's car in the middle of the market - so, have you decided to sell it to me?"

"Uh, no. Not yet. Bediwell shrugged, "I still need it, I really need it." When that's all over, when I don't need it anymore, let's talk about selling this Iron Rider. ＂

"Good. Salradin then smiled at Bediville: "Then promise me to use it and cherish it."

I don't believe in heaven and hell, but I do believe that after death, the soul reaches some unknown world far away. If you can put this machine to good use and use it in the right place, I'm sure the soul of the Juggernaut Ark somewhere in the distance will also be comforted by it. Bye. ＂

With that, the lionman turned and left.

Interesting. So Saladin didn't know the fact that Ark of the Sword was not dead. Bediwell thought to himself. I thought I could find out more about the whereabouts of Sword Saint Ark from Saladin's mouth, but I didn't expect another clue to be broken.

That's fine. King Arthur's search party is so powerful that it is only a matter of time before the Sword Saint Ark is found in this Africa. When they bring Ark back for interrogation, all the mysteries will be revealed.

At the same time, Palamides dragged his sore back back to his hotel room.

"Whew...... When the big cat rubbed his waist and pushed the door open, he found lights and the sound of a TV in the room.

"Is the little tiger back?" said Palamides, walking in slowly.

"Hey, Mr. Paramidis!" sat on the couch watching TV, and it was not Albert, but a middle-aged man who was a stranger.

"Are you—" The big cat was stunned for a moment before he remembered the man from the shape of the other man's face, "Professor Paul, why are you here?"

"The contemptible people are coming for you. Professor Paul got up from the couch and looked at the big cat expectantly, "The contemptible tried to contact Mr. Bediwell, and he said that you would be back later, so he helped the contemptible get a key card and let the contemptible wait in this room." The contemptible is flying back to Great Britain tomorrow, so the contemptible wants to take another look at your Meteor Gun Zengunir before going back. ＂

"What do you want to see?"

"For research purposes. The professor added.

"Oh, well—" Palamides scratched his head, "I don't think it's a big problem for you to take a look at Eternal Gunir." You wait—"

The big cat went over and opened the window of the hotel room, because he didn't want the glass to break when Eternal Gunir flew back.

He was intent, calling for his artifact.

A few seconds later, a flash of light appeared in the distant sky, and Eternal Gunir was flying at high speed. If memory serves, Eternal Gunir should have been left behind in the valley where the desert demon silkworms lived. Palamides severed the silk from a cocoon at the end of the wall of Eternal Gunir, and was immediately "kidnapped" by Queen Rosetta, leaving the Meteor Gun in its place.

Luckily, it can be remotely controlled, and it can be summoned back to Palamides from a long distance. Otherwise, it would be a headache for the big cat to go back to that valley to find this gun.

The Meteor Gun Gunir passed through the open window and instantly returned to Palamidades' hands. The roar of its scraping through the air had not yet completely stopped, and it had transformed into a simple harmonic vibration that rippled in the palm of the big cat of Paramidis.

"It's breathtaking. Watching the process of the big cat summoning the spear back, the scholar on the side sighed: "This thing has been completely synchronized with your brain waves, and it can be summoned back from such a distance." ＂

"It seems that there is still a distance limit, and if the distance is too far, you can't summon it back. "If it's sealed in a basement that blocks electromagnetic waves, it won't be able to sense my calling. ＂

"I see. The contemptible will write it down. Professor Paul whispered.

"Here you go. Palamides slipped the artifact into the scholar's hand: "If there are any details that need to be recorded, just record them all." If it's just for archaeological research, feel free. As long as it's not used to do bad things, there's no problem. ＂

"How can you use it for bad things, this weapon is only up to you. Professor Paul took the meteor gun and muttered with a slight dissatisfaction.

"Just kidding. The big cat moved his muscles, "You study it slowly." I'll go take a shower first. ＂

"Yes—" The professor watched Palamides walk away, and when he turned around, a sinister look on his face, "I will." ＂

His eyes shimmered, and his pupils contracted into a slit, like the eyes of a viper. The sinister eyes stared at Palamides' meteor spear, as if they were considering what to do with the artifact next.

"Hey, Palamy!" Bediwell arrived at this time, and when he saw the door of Palamides' room open slightly, he came in and said hello, "Coming back?"

"It's back. The big cat had just taken off his shirt and peeked out of the bathroom: "What a long day!"

"I want to tell you, Professor Paul—" Bediwell looked in the direction of the hall of the room, and just happened to see Professor Paul sitting in a daze with a meteor gun, and snorted, "Looks like you've already met? ＂

"Of course—" Palamides retracted his head back into the bathroom, "Good night then, little Bedi~"

Bediwell also retracted his head out the door: "Okay, good night—"

Professor Paul, who was here, was startled by Bedeville, interrupted what he was supposed to do, and when he saw that Bedeville was leaving, he once again showed his serpent-like ferocious eyes, and raised the Eternal Gunir-

"Wait, little Beddy—" Palamides poked his head out of the bathroom again, "Are the two boys of Segrade and Zhalfir in their room? ＂

"Of course," replied Bediwell, who also poked his head out from behind the door, "and I went over and knocked on their door." So—"

Palamides retracted his head back into the bathroom, and Bediwell retracted his head back out the door.

Professor Paul recovered from his stupor again, and at this time he once again raised his meteor gun and prepared to strike-

"Hey!" Bediwell peeked in through the door again, "The two imps haven't slept yet, and Segrade is a little ...... ＂

"What's the matter?" Palamides poked his head out of the bathroom and grinned, "Shrunk?"

"Uh, how do you know?"

"I know everything. Palamides shook his head in disguise.

The werewolf youth gave the leopard warrior a blank look: "So, do you know that your bath towel has fallen off?"

"Ahh

"Stupid. Bediwell also retracted his head out the door.

Professor Paul here raised the meteor gun again and prepared to do it.

"Wait!" Palamides poked his head out of the bathroom again, "Little Beddy, can you help me get a change of clothes first?"

Bediwell then reluctantly peeked in through the door: "What? You don't know how to bring your clothes in when you go to the shower?"

"I usually wrap myself in a bath towel—" Paramides grinned.

"Enough!!" Professor Paul, who had been waiting for a long time and couldn't bear it anymore, finally shouted, "How long are you going to talk back and forth?

"Professor Paul?" Bediwell had already sensed by this time that something was wrong with the old professor's expression—or rather something wrong with his eyes.

The old professor opened a pair of vicious snake eyes, staring at Bediwell and Palamides.