Trafford’s Trading Club

Farrell... why did you show up here all of a sudden after you left Sea Island Prison?

Seeing Gareth, the mightiest knight of a hundred years ago, soon recovered from the shock, while the big question mark appeared in his mind.

The wound stabbed in the back is still painful, but as a body that has been refined beyond the limits of the human body, he still manages his muscles well and forcibly closes the wound position… As for the viscera, there is nothing he can do for the time being but endure.

Hold down the handle with your hands, lift yourself up, and then bear the pain of blanking your brain, pulling the sword out of the ground raw.

“Thank you very much for your attention last night, Mr. Farrell. ”

The tip of the sword went up, pointing at Farrell in front of him, but at the same time it was shaky, and Gareth's face was full of cloudiness at the moment.

“Swordsmanship, though not so good.” Farrell said softly: “But the fighting spirit is good. ”

“This could be… a review that makes me feel happy.” Showing a smile that wasn't too ugly, Gareth reckoned to herself in his heart, and in the present situation, how long could he resist each other?

One second, two seconds... or three seconds?

But Gareth was surprised that Farrell didn't turn to him next, but rather walked down to Simpton.

The moment he walked past Gareth, the young and doable twelve knights, relieved herself... yes, a sense of relief.

Gareth suddenly struck a spiritual and turned around. Farrell had come to Simpton and bent over to pick up the sword on the ground.

Surprising things happened again... When Farrell grabbed the handle of the sword and was about to bring it up, the sword would turn into a pile of gray sand that had not been picked up and had been scattered directly.

Farrell didn't frown, he just glanced at Simpton's body - in the same way, it was covered in blood and instantly turned into a pile of sand.

“Isn't that true?” Gareth suddenly startled and then began to watch the movement around him.

If you let Simpton stab you in the back again, you may never get up again!

“He's gone.” Farrell looked over and said softly, “I let him go. ”

“What?!” Gareth looked incredibly at each other - suddenly remembering Farrell, who was a madman - a real madman.

Unlike the clown Dagonit, it's just doing something somewhat extraordinary, but it hasn't crossed the bottom line - but Farrell is a madman who has really slaughtered 12 roundtables and has already had a lot of elite inside the agency!

'Cause I'm curious. ”Farrell suddenly said:“ I seized this sword and it was sealed… even the twelve knights would not be given use, let alone a great knight. ”

“You…” frowned at Gareston: “What do you mean? ”

“Not yet.” Farrell shook his head and looked at the distance thoughtfully, "No, you should know soon enough. ”

After that, he simply left in front of Mr. Gareth.

Mr. Gareth wanted to stop, but eventually, without saying a step, he couldn't even bring up the sword again - the other side, a monster who lost confidence in the war directly.

He appealed heavily.

Wait for me!! You old man!!!! ”

At this moment, a crisp woman's voice sounded and she was stunned to see the spirit witch who attacked the purple dress hurriedly arrived.

“You…”

“Hey, hey, hey."

The knight just said one word.

Because the witch walked past him and said hello, and then ran away with her dress.

Gareth suddenly sat on the ground… and the two felons just walked out of his sight.

“Already, the limit has been reached...”

Gareth lay on the ground… at a time when his consciousness was blurred, he seemed to see someone approaching him.

Looks like a bunch of guys in cloaks... and a little bird that glows?

……

……

The van was running steadily, but Mr. Nick was still watching closely the person sitting on the co-pilot, seemingly scared that he would suddenly make a request like 'Why don't you let me take over, I think you're tired too’.

The mysterious young magician looked at the rear mirror on the left side of the car.

“Is there anything back there?” Mr. Black couldn't help but wonder.

Lochu just laughed and said, "Nothing. It seems to be over. ”

Finished?

Nick frowned and looked at the mirror on the right subconsciously himself… but the street behind him, apart from the destruction seen everywhere, could not see a single figure.

Looks like you're doing a pretty good job of steering?

He always felt that this young magician came too strange… even Miss Orc.

“By the way, your companion... what about His Excellency the Seven Colours?” Nick seemed to ask unexpectedly.

“Her?” Boss Lo whispered, “I think I went to see her students. ”

“Student?” Nick replied, “Oh... is the lady's student in danger? ”

Perhaps in this riot, in distress, it is only normal to rescue as a teacher.

“A little, a little trouble.” Rochu laughed, "but we're the ones who solve problems. ”

The truck suddenly stepped on the brake at this point - not because the other guy's answer made him do it subconsciously, but because, at this point, someone made a stop in front of the truck!

It's a knight, a knight in an organ!

In front of them, a team of about ten knights emerged, and among the knights there was a young man in a doctor's robe.

“[Bedivere]!” Nick shouted a surprise at the moment - the doctor's name.

“This is one of the twelve knights of our round table machine, Knight Bedville! Not just a knight, but a superior surgeon. ”

The young doctor... Bedville's hands were stuck in the pockets of the white robe, looking directly at Nick and Rochu in the windshield of the van's head.

Rapid brakes let Klein in the rear cabinet rush out - the two half-way field trainee knights and support staff finally meet up here with the main force.

“Are you Klein? I've heard your name, you're a student of Gareth's, one of the alternates for the next inheritance.” The doctor looked at Klein and nodded - I had no impression of Nick.

Originally, he was not the Town Round Table of the Fogdu Knight Institution.

“Mr. Bedwell, what are you doing here… it seems that there is no battle? ”

So Clyde looked around, and there was no sign of a new battle, and Bedville and others were not surrounded by a controlled Orc.

I only heard Bedville explain: "I was supposed to be evacuating people. But the place I am responsible for is almost evacuated… I am here to wait for you this time. ”

“Wait for us?” Klein and Nick opened their mouths in surprise.

Bedville nodded: "The success of your vocal hypnotic frenzy has been reported back. The Birmingham Knights Institution and the two elders of the Edinburgh Knights Institution, who were in charge of directing this repression, gave me orders to assist you. ”

“It turns out…” Klein nodded, only strangely in his mind - why the chief commander of the operation, not Sir Pupkins.

Perhaps Sir has more important things to do… Klein did not think too much, the presence of Bedville is naturally a great surprise to him.

“So, is this the free magician who knows the sound system?” Bedville looked at the person in the front passenger seat again.

At the time of the encounter, Lochu nodded to this Mr. Bedwell and smiled kindly.

“He's not.” Nick hastily said at this point: "He and another magician who calls himself the 'Seven Colours' are folk righteous people who joined us on the way. The one who can sing is still in the container. ”

“So...” Bedville nodded, just a little confused in his mind about the name 'Seven Colors' … seemed to have heard it somewhere, but couldn't think clearly of it at once.

“Mr. Bedwell! We're going to the next crackdown point now! It's so nice to meet you so we can relax!” Clay was indeed quite pleased at the time.

He has an unusually obsessive vision for a round-table knight, who can fight alongside him this time. It's exciting to think about anything after that!

“We're not going, right here.” But Bedville shook his head at the moment, "and you stayed here. ”

“What?”

Klein and Nick couldn't help it.

I just heard Bedville say softly: "Like you, one by one is too inefficient to solve this by dawn... so I brought some people here. ”

Saying, a nanny car that was supposed to be parked next to it suddenly lit up and saw the door open, coming out of it one after the other, several people in plain clothes - not just one car, but three cars next to it, and started walking out.

Twenty-six people in total… these people dress differently, but Klein implicitly senses good magic from these people.

“These people…”

"Some of them are magician advisors within our cavalry, and some of them are folk magicians, just like the ones you met, who are trying to help us. ”

“Mr. Bedwell, are you going to…” Nick, who seems to understand Bedwell's intentions, asked with surprise.

Bedville nodded, "Yes, I intend to extend the technique with composite sounds, combined with these magicians, and also to ensure that the magic is adequate and wide-ranging —— the most efficient, of course, singing only once, covering all the fog. ”

“What are you waiting for?!” Clay got all excited about it - it felt like life was instantly climbing and his eyes were glowing.

At this point, Will, and Cheng, and the Orc brothers, walked out of the container in confusion —— seemingly hearing the plan.

I want to hear something terrible.

At this point, Bedville walked calmly to Rochu and said in a tentative tone: "Mr. Free Magician, if you don't know how to use sound, then if you just help inject magic, you should be able to do it too? ”

Dr. Bedville has never felt a bit of magic from each other - that being said, it's not like there's no secret means, after all, a guy walking the world like a free magician always has all sorts of strange abilities.

“Should be okay, right?” Lochu thought about it.

Well, magic... what is it?

……

……

At this time, led by several magician advisors from the knighthood, a group of folk strangers began to carve huge composite sounds on the highway to expand the magic.

Only a few ordinary people on the scene were surprised and even took out their phones to film this scene - the phones were seized directly by several knights.

Will, a few of you can only stay here for a while.

As for Bedville, from time to time, she is measuring Miss Lale, the ‘sound magician', dressed in a table cloth, and her brother, not knowing what to think.

The magicians, on the other hand, were very quick to discuss.

“An extension of resonance type should be added here! By resonating, sound travels faster, more broadly, and saves magic! ”

“Want to add an increase in effect? If it's a hypnotic technique, I think there should be room for a power gain? ”

“It's too cumbersome! There are too many equations to calculate, we are now racing against time, not studying new types of topics! ”

You know, it's a lot of mess. That's what it looks like, right?

Of course, this is the home of magicians who have hunted for acoustic techniques, and there are still a lot of people who have no clue about this at the scene, just as the source of magic after the completion of the procedure.

A woman in a silk scarf, makeup and a hot body stepped on a catwalk and suddenly came to Boss Lo.

He's thinking here about whether he can ‘think' of a way to replace ‘buy' behaviour.

“What a young magician.” Ladies with eyes like silk, "the little brother is also in good shape... nervous? If this happens the first time, it's okay to be scared, I'll take good care of you. ”

“Maria, are you going to eat grass here again, old cow?” Not far from here, an old man with a seemingly lousy nose was sarcastically ironic.

Madam... Madam Maria smiled and stared at the old man, “Next time I come to my magic house to buy materials, I'll give you 18% off ~”

The old man snorted as if he had eaten.

Ms. Maria dialed a long wave of hair and lowered her voice and whispered to our boss Lo: “I'm barely thirty this year. ”

“Can I help you?” Lochu looked at her and suddenly said.

Once Ms. Maria's smile seemed to converge, even the air seemed less dusty, and she came closer, quite spectacular breasts, almost similar.

“[Seven Colors] … is that your companion? ”

That's her problem.

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PS: Next chapter later...