Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1911: The Iron Maiden (29)


Chapter 1911 Iron Maiden (twenty-nine)

"Me? Who is it?" After listening to the Admiral's words, Arthur couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"No...it's just the self-talk here, don't worry about it." The Admiral said.

Mysterious. Arthur's forehead appeared a blue vein so obvious that it was almost visible.

"Mr. Aslan, I heard that you are from England?" Admiral Penzance continued to ask: "I heard that your family is extinct, but you have noble blood in your body?"

"Perhaps," Arthur replied lightly. These people didn't know anything about him at all, and they were all hearsay.

"Then, go out from here, about twenty minutes later, in the woods, there is a witch." Admiral Penzance said suddenly: "Go find her. Then you will know a lot of things."

"Witch?" Arthur glanced at the other party: "Interesting. England still shelters witches? Shouldn't it be normal to capture witches and burn them at the stake?"

"Not every witch, Mr. Aslan. Not every one." The Admiral smiled indifferently: "Some witches are so important that we would rather hide them from the heretic judges of the Holy See, and we must keep them."

"Oh." Arthur snorted disinterestedly: "Okay, I can go and see when I have time. But I can't promise anything."

"Then------" The Admiral stood up from his seated position and took a bag from his arms. The rustling sound inside the bag should be the sound of gold coins.

"Bring this one too. It's a little help from me. I wish you a safe journey." He said.

"Thanks." Others gave him money for nothing, and Arthur had no reason not to. After he took the bag of gold coins, he got up and turned to go: "Then, if there is nothing else, I will go first."

"Take care," Admiral Penzance said.

Arthur turned and walked out of the room. The dialogue was very different from what he expected, and Admiral Penzance's attitude was also extremely ambiguous, and he didn't know what else was hidden. But so far things have been going smoothly, and Arthur never thought that the first contact with the admiral would be able to reach the point of trusting each other. Now this feeling of holding back and keeping each other mysterious may be the best.

There is nothing else Arthur can do before he has to find a hotel to stay in the dark, so let's go and see what the witch is.

"Wow!" When Arthur walked out of the castle gate, what he heard was Bedivere's cry for help.

"Bedie?" Arthur glanced over and saw that the big white wolf was being bullied by several little ghosts, including three boys and one girl.

I don't know where those children came from, but the little devils are so arrogant that they even twist around Bedivere, not playing with the wolf's ears, but sometimes grabbing Bedivere's legs. Fiddle, that picture couldn't be more beautiful.

"What are you doing here?" Arthur approached and snorted coldly, casting a blank glance at the group of well-dressed brats.

"Wow, the dog owner is here, it's so scary, run!" Then the group of little devils vanished.

"Wang~" Bedivere breathed a sigh of relief.

"A few kiddos can bully you?" Arthur grinned mockingly.

"Wang Woo~!" Bedivere also grinned. What else can he do, he is also desperate. You can't just jump up and bite those kids.

"Wow, you're soft-hearted. Normally, just bark a few times at those little devils and they'll be scared away." Arthur adjusted Bedivere's messed-up vest, "Come on, get off. One stop is to go to the forest to meet the witch."

"Wow." Bedivere responded.

However, when Arthur was about to leave, a voice behind the pillar asked: "Big brother, can you talk to animals?"

A child peers out to look at Arthur. Clear blue eyes and pure blond hair make this young man look very handsome, even though he seems to be only about seven or eight years old.

"Huh. Not really." Arthur then denied: "But there are very intelligent individuals in the wolf itself, and they can roughly understand what we say."

"Is that so? I really want to raise a wolf." The boy said, looking at Bedivere, "Is this wolf for sale? How much?"

"It's not for sale, and you can't raise it." Arthur flatly refused: "Wolves are beasts. Only wolves raised since childhood can barely get to know people. But they are still extremely dangerous beasts, and they may suddenly go crazy. It's so sexual, I rush over and bite your throat. The kid who doesn't even have the ability to protect himself, let's forget it."

"Hey, is that so, then forget it." The kid stuck out his tongue, dispelling the idea of ​​raising a wolf.

"Phew." Arthur patted Bedivere on the back, signaling to leave. He didn't say anything to the kid, and hurried away with the big white wolf.

"Your Majesty! Where on earth have you gone?" Shortly after Arthur and Bedivere left, a group of soldiers hurried over and finally surrounded the blond child.

"I didn't go anywhere." The child said unhappily: "Cut, walk away a little bit and you are all so nervous. Are you annoying? Can't I have some personal freedom?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, Your Majesty!" The leader of the British army knelt down in front of the kid, his face turned pale, and he said nervously: "Your Majesty, you are the King of England and the most important person in this country! You are like this! If you are running around, what should you do if you are attacked by gangsters with bad intentions! The responsibility of our Guards is to protect you, you are in danger, and we can't bear it!"

"I see, I know! You have repeated the same words a thousand times!" The child hummed in annoyance: "Let's go then, can't I just leave with you. Anyway, I have to stay forever. In a daze in the room, hum!"

In the room above the castle, the Admiral watched the farce at the gate of the castle from a distance.

It goes without saying that the child who was surrounded by the guards into the castle was the current King of England, Henry VI. As a mortal, he is actually a smart, handsome and lovely child. But to say that he is a king, this kid is actually far from qualified.

------He's just a puppet.

The person who is truly qualified to inherit the throne should be the one with the purer royal blood. Admiral Penzance's eyes gradually shifted to a portrait in the corner of the room.

Meanwhile, in the forest outside the city.

It was early in the morning, and the fog in the sky had dissipated a lot. However, as soon as Arthur entered the forest, another mist filled the forest. It brings a drowsy feeling, and the mist is even a miasma.

"Beddie, can you bear it?" Arthur, who was riding on the big white wolf, couldn't help asking.

"I'm a demon, my physique is much stronger than a human, so don't worry about me." The big white wolf replied, "How long can you last Arthur? If you feel unbearable, let me know in advance."

"It's alright for now." The young man said understatement. He had already wet the cloth with water and put it in front of his nose. This damp cloth lightly neutralizes or filters out miasma mists. And the miasma is not particularly poisonous, although Arthur is a little dizzy, but not to the point where his life is endangered.

"There is a very weak magic in this fog," Bedivere moved his nose and said, "The witch probably used this magic fog to protect her territory."

"I wonder how capable she is?" Arthur asked. The photon civilization in this world is extremely low, and there should be very few people who can use magic. In this world, human beings have an extremely superficial understanding of spells, and wizards and wizards are often the targets of the Holy See heresy inquisitors hunting. In the 15th century AD, this was the age when wizards and witches were tied to the stake and burned to death. It was a backward and barbaric age.

The state of people's perception of magic in this era is about 5,000 years apart from the parallel world where Arthur and the others were originally nine hundred years ago. In the original world of Arthur and the others, the magicians united to build the [Ivory Tower] to protect them. I wonder if there will be something similar in this world?

"Oh, here it is," Bedivere said. In the forest fog, you can see the outline of a cabin on a tree in the distance. It was built on a giant tree, and it is estimated that it took a lot of human and material resources - or magic.

"Beddie, don't talk nonsense next." Arthur said alertly and jumped off the back of the big white wolf. His legs were still a little sore, but they didn't hinder his walking.

"Huh? Why?" Bedivere has been pretending to be an animal all day long recently. He has a rare opportunity to speak but can't speak. He must be unhappy: "Isn't the other party also a witch, she should be very concerned about the demons. Is it clear? I won't do anything to her if I speak."

"Wait until you are sure that she is really a witch, and there is no hostility." Arthur knocked the big white wolf on the head. He hadn't fully believed Admiral Penzance's words.

Bediver stuck out his tongue, but made no objection.

The boy and the wolf approached the wooden house together and found a spiral-shaped ladder built from a large tree with planks. They carefully climbed to the wooden platform in the canopy, and finally came to the door of the cabin.

"Hello? Anyone?" Out of courtesy~IndoMTL.com~ Arthur knocked on the door: "Admiral Penzance asked me to come to you, Lord Witch."

No response.

"Hello? Anyone?" Arthur knocked again. This time, however, he knocked on the door harder, and the door itself was not locked, but was just closed, and it opened by itself with a squeak.

"Hmm." Arthur couldn't help but let out a subtle low hum. Although it would be rude to break into someone else's house like this, the door was open and no one seemed to respond, so I didn't know what was going on. Even if you don't go inside, just take a peek from the crack of the open door...

Shouldn't be a big deal, right?

Thinking like this, Arthur naturally poked his head over, and his eyes were already scanning the room along the edge of the door. When he peeked into the house, there happened to be a young girl wearing a black robe inside the house, peeping out of the house full of doubts, meeting Arthur's eyes.

The girl actually looked a bit like Arthur's older sister, Mogos.

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