Benita took the clothes out of the bucket and hung them out.

She had to wash her clothes and dry her trash-stained face before her sister came home.

She didn't want her sister to worry, and when her sister found out about this, she would definitely beat up several boys.

Their parents would surely hate them for this reason, gossiping about them, and if that happened, the two sisters would lose their neighbor's protection.

Slums are never a safe place.

The girl knows very well that those guys only dare to laugh at themselves and throw something dirty at themselves, they will only hurt for two days even if they hit someone, and they don't even have the courage to really hurt themselves.

The Adams who took the lead was nothing more than a cowardly fool who thought that he would be respected by bullying others.

He will not get anything but disgust.

In just a month, she will be going to Firth No. 1 High School, and at that time, she will move into the school dorm and her sister will live in Wright's house.

They'll be able to get out of here soon.

Benita took out the newspaper her sister had brought back and spread it on the table.

The girl took out a pen and paper and drew a portrait of Herwin from the newspaper photo.

She also made her own artistic additions.

Tanya likes her current employer, and Benita knows she owes him a debt of gratitude, so she plans to paint a portrait of Hervin for him.

Although she knew that this was completely incomparable to what the other party brought to her, she couldn't imagine what such a big businessman would like.

If she had the chance, she wanted to repay Mr. Wright when she grew up.

Before that, she wants her sister to live a happy life.

When my sister showed the painting to Mr. Wright, she must have been very proud and happy.

When she thought of this, the corners of Benita's mouth couldn't help but hook up a shallow arc.

The girl childishly grabbed the paintbrush, scribbled on the paper, and began to write.

There was a knock on the door.

The girl looked up a little alarmed, it was not yet Tanya's time to get off work.

The girl walked to the door and looked at the gap.

There was a boy standing outside.

Adams.

Benita shouted angrily:

"What are you doing at my house?"

Adams shouted through the door:

"I'm here to give you a chance to surrender. ”

Benita asked in a fierce tone:

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Adams said triumphantly:

"If you start being my girlfriend tomorrow, I won't bother you in the future, a girlfriend for a month, for a truce for a month, how about it?. ”

Although Adams didn't know what a girlfriend was, he saw that many older boys had girlfriends, and if he had one, he would definitely be a lot more handsome.

And after thinking of this, the first figure that appeared in his mind was this stubborn girl.

Benita said angrily:

"You're dreaming. ”

After Adams was rejected, anger and discomfort welled up in his heart:

"Okay, you wait for me. ”

The boy angrily turns away, constantly looking around the street, trying to find a way to get revenge on Benita, who embarrassed him.

It took the boy more than half an hour to wander the streets before he was content to pick up his weapon, a fist-sized stone, and want to return to Benita's house, break her window, and teach her a lesson.

He lifted his nose triumphantly, feeling the world surrender to him.

The boy turned the corner and saw a raging sea of inferno fire.

The top floor of the Pure White Tower.

It's been a long time since no one set foot here.

George twisted his neck, feeling the long-lost power flow through his body.

Ever since this blasphemous force was sealed, the world never felt so crowded.

Today's George is not as elegant as usual.

White scales covered his body, and he was about thirty centimeters taller than before, and his body was a little rugged.

The ice-blue pupils seemed to be able to spew out frost-condensing flames, and the two bulging bulges behind them seemed to burst at any moment.

His five fingers turned into claws that could tear mountains and rivers, his mouth was teeth that could crush metal, and his abdomen had a new stomach that could digest rocks.

The current Twelve Knights have only three Legends, and although everyone says that the Knights' legendary combat power is stronger than other Legends, this statement has been broken by the Living Saints.

After the Living Saints defeated one against two, many people wondered why no one had directly launched a war against the Kingdom of Anglas.

Many speculate that the wizard who guided King Arthur's upbringing is still looking for a way to awaken the king somewhere in the world, and that he will protect the kingdom.

It is also said that in addition to the Knights, the Inglands had other powerful powers, including the Shadow Council, which is loyal only to the people, and the semi-free Wizarding Alliance.

There is also a theory that the current Twelve Knights have replaced many generations of new knights, but there are still a few knights in the world who fought with King Arthur and many are still alive.

All three statements are true.

George didn't know how many of the twenty-four primordial knights were still alive, maybe three, maybe five.

But he knew that one was still among the Knights.

That is the son of the white dragon, the only remaining bloodline of the Beiwang Fu Tigeng.

Impressed by King Arthur's charisma, the son of the white dragon learns to distinguish between right and wrong, and knows the difference between good and evil.

He betrayed his father.

At the time of the final battle.

The black dragon, the green dragon, and the blue dragon tore at the wings of the evil dragon, the white dragon jumped on the back of the evil dragon and ripped off his father's flesh, and the red dragon himself tore the throat of the king of Bei and pulled out his heart.

He is the son of a half-man, half-dragon evil king, and one of the original twenty-four Knights of the Round Table.

He was George Pendragon.

Hervin returned home.

Now things are very good.

Tyr has a new understanding of his abilities, and then he will discuss a plan with himself, and then the plan will fail, but he will not fall into complete despair, and he will have to borrow his own power, and in the process, Hewen will guide him to surrender the Frost Giant's Heart.

Perfectly achieved.

All he needed now was to wait for the moment and keep Tyr's trust in him.

Just as he thought, George had taken the Fallen Wings off.

He still chose to embrace his past, his identity, and his bloodline.

And its own power.

He and Alec will be dealing with all the White Lions members except for Tyr, and with his abilities, there is no chance of an accident.

Hervin would confront Tyr himself and ask where he had heard the name of the Old Gods.

And then it was simply over, as always.

The knock on the door interrupted Herwen's thoughts.

"Master Wright. Tanya squirmed into the room.

Herwin turned:

"What's wrong?"

Tanya smiled shyly:

"You said you wanted to meet my sister, are you free tonight? You must meet her, she's a very lovely, very smart child. ”

Herwin nodded:

"Absolutely. ”