Chapter 13 Resting on the Silence Night

At the same time, Bediville in the Cairo Grand Hotel.

The werewolf took the white bear Elaine to the front of the sofa and sat down and said, "I am going out, you can take care of yourself, right?"

"Yeah." The white bear touched his stomach and replied softly. I don't know if it is the fatigue of today's war, or because of the troubles of the wounds, or simply because of the fullness of sleep, Elaine seems very unremarkable.

"Well, you should go to bed after taking a bath. Lock the door, no one knocks on the door. I have a door card. When I come back, I will open the door myself." Bedieville put the blanket on Elaine, and did it. Well, everything goes outside the door.

"That, that" the white bear whispered, "Don't come back too late."

"Know it." Biddeville shouted and pushed the door out. Elaine’s guy is like a child who hasn’t grown up. It’s always taken care of, so people can’t feel at ease.

I don’t want to tell Elaine’s little fool. The werewolf stepped out of the room and stopped for a half moment in the quiet corridor of the hotel. There are still a lot of things to worry about next.

For tomorrow's search for [The Desert Boat], Bedieville must borrow an artifact. That is the wolf's previous disdain, belonging to the ancient artifact of the mermaid family - [metal detector]. Only with the help of the detector can the gold boat be found in the sand sea. There is no other way than that.

The problem is that Bedyville has been damaging this artifact before, saying that it is so useless, just a superstitious thing - it also angers Tristan and Evan. And no matter how good it is for Bettiville and the two men, how can you persuade these two stubborn guys to borrow the artifact from their hands again? I am afraid that things will become very troublesome.

Bedyville sighed and walked toward the room of Tristan and Ivan. Even if it would be very embarrassing, even if he had already expected that the two would be degraded, but the things to do still have to do, Biddiville had to bite the bullet to borrow artifacts.

Hey. After pressing the doorbell, there was a low noise in the hotel room. But no one should answer the door.

Hey, hey. The werewolf pressed twice in a row.

Still no one should answer the door. At this time, Tristan and Ivan should rest in the room, and they have nowhere else to go?

Hey, hey, hey. Bedieville continued to ring the doorbell. The two playboys, shouldn't you really go outside to play?

"Come. Don't bother!" Someone responded, it was the voice of Tristan. The door was opened at once, and at the moment of opening the door, Tristan’s red color scared Biddiville.

"Wow?!--" The werewolf thought that the bright red on the fisherman's prince was bloodstained and shouted in surprise. But his cry was immediately stopped by Tristan, and the prince of the fisherman grabbed the mouth of Bediville and said, "What is the name of the big night, come in!"

"But, you--" Bedieville took another look at the other side.

The original work of Tristan's overalls is not blood, but a bright red oil paint. Although he still has other colors of pigment on his body, Tristan's guy obviously prefers to use red, so that the proportion of red paint on his body is larger than any other color. In the middle of the night, this body is red and ran out of the door, thinking not to scare the talents.

"What the **** are you doing?" Bettiville asked wonderingly.

"Drawing, can you not make it?" Tristan pushed the werewolf and walked back to the room. There was a newspaper in the ground, and an unfinished painting was quietly placed on the middle of the easel.

"When did you have this kind of leisure?" Biddiville was even more puzzled, and looked at the painting carefully. The woman in the painting looks quite glamorous, but it is very strange to the werewolf. Bediville has never seen this person. Moreover, Tristan seems to hate this woman? He painted this painting not to express the beauty of this woman, but to paint her blood, and the whole body was wrapped in bright, dazzling red, which was terrible.

"This is an unfinished work, don't look at it." Tristan covered the painting with a cloth, and looked at the werewolf unpleasantly. "What are you doing to find me? I am very busy, let me talk long."

"哼" Biddiville sat down on the side of the wooden chair and sat down, "I really just want to ask what [metal detector] you used yesterday is still there?"

"Do you want to borrow the treasure of the mermaid family, [Metal Detector]?" Tristan glanced at Bediville again, his eyes filled with incredible.

"Hey, what you know is not helpful for finding water, but it did succeed in finding the golden ship yesterday. Thanks to it, I was even kidnapped by the desert boat. Even my iron ride is in the mechanical warehouse of the gold ship. I have to get it back."

"Hey!" Tristan looked at Bedyville indifferently, taking off his work clothes stained with oil paint, revealing his cool, short dress: "I know that you suddenly come to the door, there is no good thing. I will lend you."

The werewolf couldn’t wait to sigh: "I know that things won't be that simple. But you must borrow me - hey, wait?"

auzw.com He had already thought of a million excuses, hoping to convince Prince Tristan that the prince would lend him the artifact. I didn't expect Tristan's answer to be beyond the expectations of Bedieville. !

"Wait, are you willing to lend me the metal detector?! Lend me anything without saying it?!"

"What are you surprised?" Tristan looked at Bedyville with a look like a bug. "I saved you when I was seriously injured last night. You just saved yourself. Don't think I am willing to help." you."

"Hey--" Bedieville suddenly smiled, and Tristan's guy was really hard-hearted, exactly the same as when he was a child.

"But the metal detector has been returned to my battleship, but it is not so easy to get it." The fisherman’s eyeball turned: "If you want, you can, come with me, still You have to undergo a thorough physical examination to prove that you are really qualified to use the treasures of our family. In this case, the detector can borrow you."

It turns out that this is a bureau. Bedyville pulled his face. Bedyville was able to use metal detectors that only the mermaid royal family could use, and he was able to transfuse blood to Prince Tristan, which was a mystery. Tristan may want to understand the hidden secrets of the werewolf through a thorough physical examination of Bediville.

"Good treacherous." Bettiville frowned.

"It's just an exchange of equivalents." The fisherman prince looked at the werewolf without affection: "You borrowed the ancient artifact of the mermaid family, which is worth a lot. Just investing your body from inside to outside, actually It’s still cheaper for you."

Bedyville crossed his arms and made a reluctance to compromise: "I don't think there are any gods in the two iron bars."

Tristan also crossed his arms and made a reluctance to compromise: "If you don't think it's useful, don't borrow it from me."

"Hey!" The werewolf's forehead had a blue vein, but he swallowed his anger in an instant: "Check it out after a good inspection."

(Let you check how good enough. Anyway, the secrets in my body, you can never understand.)

"Well, let's go." Tristan picked up a light robes from the hangers on the side and prepared to leave.

"just now?!"

"Of course it is now." The fisherman prince looked at the werewolf with a look of idiots: "A comprehensive physical examination takes about an hour. The data analysis takes longer. Now, you can get the results tomorrow morning. You are going to start with a metal detector early tomorrow morning, right?"

"But now!?" Biddiville repeated: "Go to your boat now?!"

"What are you panicking, idiots." The fisherman prince pressed the button on the magic bracelet and opened a portal: "From here to the warships of Great Britain, and then use the transmission system to go back to Great Britain and get to the destination immediately."

"Do they allow us to use the delivery system?!"

"This is [public service], approval will be issued immediately." Tristan was unexpectedly bold: "Before I took the metal detector, I and Ivan went back and forth several times, afraid of anything."

(It turns out that Paramitis is not the only madman here. There are more people who abuse the delivery system.)

"Ivan, what are you doing? You have to leave." Tristan shouted in the direction of the bedroom.

"Well, you can't let me calm down." The half-dragon youth lay on his bed, holding a notebook and a pen in his hand, seemingly busy writing something.

"I can't go back to [Ice Crystal] alone, it will make people suspicious." Tristan said with no emotion: "When you go together, you will take responsibility together when you have an accident."

"The selfish bastard!" Ivan was so angry that he smoked his head.

"Hey, are you writing a report?" Betwell couldn't help but ask a question when he saw Evan's engrossed look.

"The idiot is writing a novel." Tristan was cold and couldn't help but tear down: "And it's still a knight's novel that is so old and ruined. No one wants to read that kind of thing."

Ivan left the work in the hand (the chores) and dissatisfied with the fisherman’s prince: "Let you manage!"

Bedyville’s forehead had a drop of helpless sweat. One is painting, the other is writing novels, and the two guys, Tristan and Evan, are really talented. They have nothing else to do? So confident, the preparations for the game will not be taken care of?

"Go." Not waiting for the werewolf to rebel, Tristan had pulled Bradyville's arm and jumped into the portal.