Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1906: The Iron Maiden (24)

Chapter 19o6 Iron Maiden (twenty-four)

In the early morning, the coastline of France is filled with fog. www.

A medium-sized fishing boat, preparing to sail.

"Horses can't get on the boat," said the fisherman as he packed up the fishing gear on the boat.

"That's not a problem." The young man then patted the little white horse's ass. The pony was startled and started to run. It seemed to be instructed again. From the initial start and running, it gradually turned into a purposeful run, and disappeared towards the forest. These horses are apparently well-trained to travel thousands of miles with their owners on loan, but when they are no longer needed, they return to their home base, the base of the Myerson Brotherhood. .

"What a clever horse." The fisherman couldn't help but admire. Generally, only powerful nobles can train such a good horse in their family manor, and the boy who hired the fisherman paid the full amount of five gold coins directly. All kinds of evidence prove that this man The young man is a wealthy and powerful man.

"My esteemed lord, before sailing, I still have to remind you that sailing in the fog in the morning is an act of suicide." The fisherman then said, and this time he spoke dozens of times more politely than before: " It is said that the devil in the sea - the red death monster - haunted during this period and devoured passing ships. Before, many fools in the village who were not afraid of death also tried to challenge this legend, but all of them failed. No reply."

"I don't care what kind of red monster it is, I don't have time to spend it here." Arthur didn't care: "If you don't plan to sail, let me do it myself. Anyway, I have the boat. I bought it, how to use it is my freedom, right?"

"I have already advised you, my lord." The fisherman then said helplessly: "And... before I sell the boat to you, I actually already have first customers, and we have to wait for them. I If you promised to take them to England, you can't break your promise."

"You sold the boat to me, and you still use it to make extra money?" Arthur couldn't help but get a little angry.

"No..." The fisherman looked around nervously and said in a low voice, "Trust me, my lord. You definitely don't want to mess with these people. They are... powerful. Since I am the only person in this port who is willing to take you to England, you can only bear it, my lord, and take the same boat with those honorable adults."

"Oh?" Arthur frowned. He had the urge to kick the fisherman into the sea and then sail away by himself. But when the other party said this, Arthur couldn't help but wonder who the big man ordered the ship. In any case, he also spent a lot of money to buy this ship directly, not only for the one-way journey from here to the UK, but also when he comes back to France from the UK, he will need to use this ship, so don't make too much effort now. Are big moves better?

"Oh, I kept you waiting." Just as Arthur hesitated, a voice sounded.

Arthur followed the reputation and saw a few tall figures vaguely in the fog. Judging by the clang of those people walking around, they should be knights in armor...or at least some kind of soldier.

"Ooooooooooo...!" The big white wolf Bedivere next to Arthur let out a low growl, as if to remind Arthur. Now Bedivere can't speak freely in front of people, so he can only express his feelings in the voice of a wolf howl.

"What's the matter, Brady?" Arthur couldn't help but put his hand on the hilt of the weapon at his waist.

"Oh, this little devil has the aura of a demon." However, suddenly a figure appeared behind Arthur and said.

"You!------" Arthur, who was startled, almost drew his sword out of its sheath, but before his hand could hold the hilt, the opponent pressed his elbow hard, causing He couldn't draw his sword any further.

"Don't get excited, we have no ill intentions." The strange man dressed as a mercenary who wore a wonderful white robe outside and light armor inside said, "Well, although it has the aura of a demon, it is also sacred. You are so strange. Has your weapon been blessed by God?"

Not to be outdone, Arthur knocked his opponent away with a shoulder bump, and said coldly: "I don't know what you're talking about. Who are you? Sign up!"

"I'm sorry, my subordinates are disrespectful." Another strong knight-like man emerged from the thick fog, but this man looked much more decent-compared to the one who suddenly appeared in Arthur for the guy behind.

"Goff, Captain of the Fifth Division of the Holy See Crusade, it's an honor to meet you." The other party signed up first.

"...Aslan. Apprentice vampire hunter." Arthur took out from his arms the token of the Myerson Brotherhood, the badge of the All-Seeing Eye. He didn't like to use the name of the Brotherhood, but these Holy See Crusaders did not seem to be good men and women, and the aura of the demons on Arthur (actually all came from Bedivere) had already been detected by the opponents. He felt that it was better to clarify (lie) a bit, lest the other party be suspicious.

"So it is. Are our fellows? They all exist to destroy the demons. We can be considered as fate (Kama) colleagues. Lord Aslan recently fought a vampire? It smells of demons." Goff said, and at the same time his eyes fell on the Seraph holy sword on Arthur's waist: "It's really a good sword. The holy aura on it is stronger than I have ever seen in my life. Ya The sword in Lord Slan's hand seems to have been deeply blessed by God."

"You can say that," Arthur replied calmly. He had absolutely no idea how the Holy See Crusaders could identify the breath of the Demon Race and the breath of the Holy Spirit, but they were able to identify the two with such precision, it seemed that it was not as simple as they said.

"Huh? This little one?" A tall and thin lancer behind Goff tilted his head and leaned over to look at Arthur: "I don't understand, shouldn't you all vampire hunters use whips? Instead of a whip, you use a sword? Are you really a vampire hunter?"

"The apprentice vampire hunter has not yet reached the point where he can use a whip." Arthur emphasized.

The knight with the spear held his chin: "Still strange. That sword looks like a weapon stronger than a whip... Well, forget it, maybe I'm overthinking it. "

"Payton, don't be rude." Goff stopped his men at this point. The timing of his attempts to stop his subordinates from speaking was very delicate, and although he seemed to be well-mannered and understandable, Arthur always felt that Goff was using his talkative subordinates to deliberately scout Arthur's words.

"Enough to introduce each other. Now, shall we go out?" Goff asked.

"Of course." Arthur replied calmly, jumping on the boat himself. This ship was obviously bought by Arthur with money, but he wanted to carry this group of Holy See crusaders together. Arthur was dissatisfied. He has not fallen out with these people, simply because he is very interested in this mysterious group of Holy See crusaders.

"Ooooooooooooooo..." Bedivere was still howling in a low voice beside him, always alerting the group of crusaders.

There are six people in this fifth team. These Holy See Crusaders appear to be well-trained and proficient in various killing techniques. They were in trouble at the same time, and Bedivere and Arthur were not necessarily able to suppress them. Werewolf thought it would be a disaster to let these religious lunatics aboard, and if it was up to him, he would refuse to let the Crusaders go with them at all costs.

"Beddie, stop making a fuss, get on the boat," Arthur repeated again. The boy's tone was extraordinarily firm, firm to the point that his companions could not disobey: "If you are not good, I will leave you in this port."

"Ow..." Bedivere was stunned, and when he looked back at Arthur, he even drooped his ears and pretended to be pitiful.

"Is this a wolf trained by hunters?" When the group of Crusaders 6 continued to board the ship, one of the smaller Crusaders approached to observe Bedivere: "It's amazing, it seems that it can really It's like he understands human speech. He's such a great dog."

(Big dog...)

Arthur could even see Bedivere looking fierce at this time, thinking that the big white wolf was about to pounce on him. But Bedivere finally held back, turned his head and left the crusader alone, jumped on the boat, and squatted beside Arthur, sulking.

"My lords, I still need to ask you one more time before I start the boat. Is it really alright?" The fisherman at the bow looked at the thicker and thicker fog and couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "The Red Death Monster is afraid that this will happen. Come on, this journey may really turn into a journey with no return?"

Arthur glanced at Goff. Captain Goff also nodded to Arthur.

"Stop talking nonsense. Let's sail." Arthur said.

The fisherman shook his head. Although he was still reluctant, he did not dare to disobey these big men, and he also wanted to make that large sum of money. He began to shake the oars, and let the fishing boat move out of the wooden pier, and began to sail towards a misty sea in the distance.

There is actually only one English Channel between France and England. The shortest distance by boat is only about 29 kilometers. However, now is the time of war between Britain and France ~IndoMTL.com~ It is obviously impossible to travel back and forth through the Strait of Calais (called the Strait of Dover in the UK). The other side of the Dover Strait, that is, the Port of Dover, must have been heavily guarded, and the border inspections were extremely strict.

As a result, Arthur and the others sailed mainly from Brest this time, taking advantage of the early morning fog to circle into the Isles of Scilly, and plan to finally board 6 at Penzance, the southernmost port of the UK.

In this world where communication and science are very backward, the border defense between countries is not so strict, as long as it is not in the military area6, there will be no major problems. Arthur himself is the king of Great Britain, and he can still speak an authentic British accent, and he will certainly not be suspected of going to England. And this group of Holy See crusaders should be the big figures in Rome. This time they are going to the UK to do business. Even if they are interrogated by the British army, generally no one dares to stop them.

So, there shouldn't be anything exciting about this trip? Except for the sea monster mentioned by the fisherman------

Boom! ------

Just as Arthur was leaning on the cabin seat and fell asleep, there was a sudden roar on the sea outside the cabin.

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