C82 Probing into the Border True

Evening, in a small hotel on the border of Rome.

"Well?" Can you fix it? Bedivere asked worriedly.

"No." The lightsaber was originally designed to be waterproof. However, after the intense fighting in the water and the immersion of the seawater, the battery was able to enter the water through the cracks. Everything else could be fixed, but this battery was the biggest problem. If it wasn't under the jurisdiction of the Knight Regiment, there wouldn't be any replacement. Arthur said dejectedly.

"Can't you take one off the Optical Gun or something?" Eavan asked.

"The battery used for the lightsaber is five times more powerful than the one used for the Optical Gun." "Arthur said," Even if you are a genius, to be able to adjust the interface to be suitable for the light sword, it would still be impossible for you to achieve such a large amount of damage. "

"Well then …" "No, I can't give you the battery of my rifle, or it'll turn out to be me without a weapon." "

"Alas." Arthur sighed. "It's impossible for the people of Rome to get their hands on weapons." This trip to Rome was dangerous enough, and he didn't have a weapon. Can I be any more unlucky? "

"Instinct tells me that's not what you're worried about." Kay said.

"…." That's right. "That Leopard Man, my intuition tells me that even if I had a decent weapon in hand, I still wouldn't be able to beat him in speed. "

"How is this possible!" Would Arthur lose? Bedivere shouted in disbelief. "Arthur, you're just joking with us, right?" It's just to scare us, isn't it?! "

Arthur shook his head. "I just hope that we don't have to meet that pirate again and can get to Rome without a hitch. "

"But my gut tells me he's going to keep coming back and make trouble for us." "Arthur's expression became serious," So... Will you dye your hair before we go to Rome, boy? "

Bedivere frowned as he looked at Arthur, then looked at the bag of hair dye on the table. "

"Why?" I just want you to dye your hair, is there a need for you to be so resistant? Do you think that mimicry collar is omnipotent? That thing could trick ordinary people, but it couldn't fool the eyes of Huns! Do you want them to find you with a single glance?! "

"But this is the proud silver hair of our race. How can it be dyed so easily?!" And why this disgusting earthen yellow dye? How unsightly! "

"Your silver hair is the best way to color it." Arthur said, "Stop trying to push me around, hurry up and get me infected." "

Bedivere resisted with all his might, "No stain, no stain! "

"You-- this... smelly... little... child!" "Arthur's face flushed red, then turned purple. Without a word, he immediately grabbed Bedivere and dragged him into the bathroom," Watch me drown you in dye! "

"No!" The Orc Teenager struggled as if he had never struggled so hard in his life. "Kay!" Eavan! "Help, help!"

"Good luck." God bless you. Kai started to pray for Bedivere with half pity and half mischievous look.

"Ah!" "In the bathroom, Bedivere's screams began to rise and fall," No, not there! — — Don't touch here — not even there! It hurts, ah! "

"This …." Was he really dyeing his hair? Eavan asked doubtfully.

"Better not to ask what's going on inside." Kay said with a sneer.

After Bedivere howled like a pig while being butchered, he was drenched, gasping for breath, and walked out of the bathroom with his hair in a mess.

Wu …" He crawled out, sobbing softly. His hair was already dyed gold (the color of his silver hair was unexpectedly colored by the earthy yellow dye).

"Not bad." Kay said.

"Not bad?!" "Look at this disgusting yellow!" My body has been tainted! How could I have the face to see my dead people? "

"They're all dead. What do you think?" Besides, it was just a hair dye, why did it sound so serious? "At least you still have your integrity." "

"I hate you, Kay." Bedivere said while wiping his tears.

"Hate it, young man." He would get used to it if he hated it. Kay laughed.

"It's such a small thing to make a fuss about, this unworldly kid." "The dye will be gone in two or three months. What's there to be afraid of?" "

"What if I keep sticking to it?" Am I not wearing this disgusting yellow hair all my life? "

"Don't worry, I'll take the responsibility of shaving all your hair if I don't lose color." You were a real person then. Arthur mocked.

"Arthur, I hate you. Bedivere said with a sad face.

"Hate it, boy." He would become numb if he continued to hate them. Arthur said.

"Well, there's another undyed patch on his ass." Eavan suddenly said.

"So noisy!" Bedivere immediately covered his butt with his hands.

"You'll do it yourself, won't you?" Arthur's eyes flashed with a cold light. "Or do you want me to dye it again?" "

"No, no, I'll do it myself!" Werewolf Boy ran into the bathroom with his tail between his legs.

"Eavan, I hate you too! The Werewolf Boy stuck his head out of the bathroom and continued cursing.

"Hate it, we don't know each other." Eavan revealed a cruel and comical sneer.