The Knight from the Fairytales

Chapter 95: Planting Potatoes

Aladdin charged forward, Aladdin returned, Aladdin lay on the ground, life and death unknown.

Although it's hard to say whether this appearance was cruel or pathetic, it somehow felt like his impression had dropped another notch.

It seems this stereotype will be impossible to shake off in the future. While people always complain about stereotypes, one must consider where stereotypes come from?

Just as stereotypes never appear in this world without reason, just like the current Aladdin, especially after Beihai's words which wounded his heart even more.

"Good thing I never believed you could defeat him in the first place."

As the words fell, Beihai planted his feet in a horse stance and single-handedly stopped the carriage. The horses pulling the cart ahead were startled, their hooves rearing high into the air. If it were anyone else, getting kicked by those four horses would probably leave them unconscious.

But they happened to encounter Beihai. As the hooves rose high, he charged directly into them, elbowing the still-charging horses and sending them flying into the air, spinning a full circle.

This maneuver was like seeing a beast ahead while holding a knife, then sliding into a tackle and using the sharp blade to slice open its belly.

Or like having an elephant in your hands, opening the refrigerator, stuffing it in, then closing the door—the three steps to closing an elephant.

The chefs on the carriage all tumbled to the ground, the fat man included. After rolling once on the ground, he quickly stood up."If you want to stop me, let's see if you have what it takes."

He spoke while putting on gloves and reaching into his backpack for something, and took the opportunity to order his still-dazed subordinates around.

"All of you, attack! Get rid of this nuisance!"

Who knows how many gold coins this fat man paid them? Faced with Beihai's terrifying combat record, they showed not a hint of fear and charged straight at him, only to be promptly 'planted as potatoes' by Beihai.

All it took was catching them as they were similarly elbowed into the air and spun, letting their heads hit the ground, then grabbing their legs and stuffing them downward—and one potato was planted.

"It seems you truly possess magic. Relying on those guys is utterly useless to subdue you. They really are trash."

"They are still your subordinates, aren't you going to show any concern?"

Beihai knew this fat man's personality—he could be said to do nothing humane, showing extreme indifference to life. Even when his own men were eaten during challenges, he showed no concern.

He'd even shoot crossbow bolts, and if he hit his own man, he'd only lament that his proficiency had increased again. Finally, he'd not only use human bridges to cross but also bring the carriage over, resulting in a total team wipe.

"Enough nonsense. It seems to defeat you, I'll need to bring out something special."

While Beihai was planting potatoes and talking, buying time for the fat man, the fat man had already reached into his bag and pulled out a magic broom.

But it wasn't much use, so he simply released the wild magic broom. Finally, he pulled out one of Dumbledore's fire phoenixes.

"Let me see how this thing works?"

He roughly grabbed the phoenix by the neck, then pulled its wings, causing it to spew flames. The fierce flames enveloped Beihai, but the figure within the fire showed no panic, not even a single movement, leisurely walking towards the fat man. The psychological pressure instantly mounted.

"It seems this can't defeat you either. Time to show some real skill."

He pulled out a locust from his magic bag.

"Haha, feast your eyes on this—the Bloodthirsty Locust!"

A magic flying insect glowing with green light was summoned by the fat man and landed on his shoulder.

"What are you doing? Get to work! Show me your abilities, cast magic, or display your ferocious nature."

"Uh, but... but I can't do those things. I'm just a magic flying bug that can fly and talk. If I had to say, I'm your conscience."

"Alright, I did bring a bit too much stuff."

Seeing it was useless, he ignored the stupid bug and flicked it away with a finger. Then he rummaged in his bag again, soon pulling out a golden trident. Without a second thought, he threw it directly at Beihai.

The sharp blade cut through the air, and Beihai naturally caught it. This didn't seem like an attempt to assassinate Beihai, but more like giving away weapons for free.

Beihai looked at the golden trident now in his hands, also known as the Sea God's Trident, and was somewhat stunned. This guy's collection of magical artifacts was far more extensive than he had imagined.

Not to mention the sword previously stuck in the stone—don't think it had no special abilities. The blade glowed when drawn, even though it had a rock stuck on its tip.

And now this was another weapon. The key was that this weapon suited Beihai perfectly. He was now, after all, half a sea god.

"You're making me feel a bit embarrassed. Whatever else you have, use it quickly."

Beihai knew the other party collected things, but he hadn't expected the extent of his ignorance to be this outrageous. You don't even know the specific uses of these things? If it glows, you just collect it?

The fat man was also angered by these words and turned back to continue rummaging for magical artifacts. The talking magic flying insect still hadn't given up, continuing its earnest persuasion.

"Give up. You can't defeat him. If you ask me, we should surrender."

"Then start by doing some good deeds. I know you're not like this. Usually, you must have had a very unhappy childhood, right?"

"I believe you were shaped by your environment. Your conscience hasn't disappeared, has it?"

"Childhood? Yes, my childhood was very, very fulfilling. My father and mother both loved me dearly. Moreover, I'm the owner of a bakery. My whole life hasn't been troubled by money or family affection..."

After the fat man's long, flowing speech, the summary was just like that hedgehog from the otherworldly uncle—why slaughter humans? Because it's fun! Because they're tasty!

The only difference was that his childhood attention was stolen by a magical puppet.

"Found it! This magic biscuit!"

As he said this, he had already found the key to breaking the deadlock. Eating it would make his entire body grow enormous, allowing his strength to match Beihai's, even enabling him to crush his opponent with a single stomp!

The opponent's enlargement made Beihai feel a sense of crisis. Looking at the super-sized potato on the ground and the massive hole it left, how could he not feel threatened?

Clapping his hands, Beihai took the opportunity to pick up the fat man's magic bag and walked away with it.