Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2228: Warrior Legacy (2)
Chapter 2228 Warrior Legacy (2)
"Your Majesty, are you serious?" Hearing that King Arthur was going to risk his own life, Merlin certainly stopped him: "This behavior is like a moth to a fire, self-destruction. What if that kind of thing happens again? do?"
"Didn't you say that you have taken precautionary measures?" The King of Knights asked back, "Since you have taken all precautionary measures, there is nothing to be afraid of. The precautions are useless?"
"...that's not what I meant."
"That's fine, let's go." Arthur said without hesitation, as if the king was giving orders: "Beddie?"
The big white wolf got up from the carpet and looked at the blond boy silently. Arthur in his impression was not such a reckless person at all. He knew that he was in danger and still wanted to die. This was not the style of Arthur, the king of knights. Has Arthur's character changed so slightly? Is it because he came to this different world nine hundred years later, and was influenced by this world? Is the current Arthur still the original King Arthur of Great Britain? If he keeps changing like this, it's not just his personality change. He might even forget who he was originally, and completely forget the identity of King Arthur?
Not good. Bedivere sensed the danger, but wasn't quite sure what to do. Should Arthur be stopped at this time? But the bell did come from the warrior's tomb, and it was the bell that caused the "accident" last time. It is really difficult to prevent the same accident from happening again if you don't investigate the matter clearly.
Ok, take a look. Bedivere shuddered, and walked towards the door, ready to set off.
"Look, even Brady agrees with me." The King of Knights hummed.
"In that case, I wish you good luck." Merlin didn't say much, and the crow shadow disappeared into the shadow of the beam.
The night in Penzance Harbor was quiet and humid, the whole port was shrouded in mist from the sea, and it was also occupied by a rhythmic tidal sound. This is a kind of confusing feeling unique to port cities, even in Arthur's time, it is unique - Great Britain will use some kind of condensation device to absorb part of the fog in the port, so that the humidity of the port city drops At the same time, the condenser is also a street lamp, illuminating the urban area of the port city. But nine hundred years later, in this different world where technology is very backward, it seems impossible for the fog condensation device to exist.
Arthur looked from a distance at the warrior's grave on the shoreline. Although it is close to the coast, it is still a long way from the coast to the tomb of the warriors. In the middle of the night and the weather, swimming in the past will make people half-dead, and at the same time, you have to be careful from the sea
The attack of the monster from here. So, do you really need a boat? Even if it's just a small boat, as long as it can approach the warrior's grave silently.
"Ow!" Bedivere roared from the side, telling Arthur to be safe. They had been attacked by an army of fallen angels outside the warrior's grave as they passed the coast near the warrior's grave. Of course, that was just an accident, and now in the middle of the night, they didn't see any fallen angels hunting spirit bodies, but they still had to be careful. What if the warrior's tomb happened to be the lair of the fallen angels?
"Let's go charter a boat anyway." Arthur glanced at a small boat rental house on the dock. The house was made of wood, and the workmanship was very rough, but at least it was lit at night. Arthur had no choice but to hope that the rental house hadn't closed and that a decent boat could still be rented.
Knock, knock. The boy walked over and knocked on the door a few times. The wooden door has formed salt frost under the erosion of the sea breeze all the year round, and there is even moss growing on the corners that are not exposed to the sun. Arthur even knocked on the door very lightly, for fear that he would knock the whole door down too hard. But it was useful enough that he knocked so softly, because Penzance harbour was such an eerily quiet place at night that even the light knock was clearly heard by the people in the house.
"Who's making a fuss in the middle of the night?" The middle-aged man who opened the door held a kerosene lamp and lit it, in order to see Arthur's face clearly. When the bald middle-aged man with a strong alcohol smell saw Arthur's face, he said with a look of disgust: "Little devil? Not like one of the usual guys... What do you want to do?"
"Rent a boat." Arthur said directly: "Just give me a small boat. How much?"
"Rent a boat? Going out to sea in such a big night? Do you want to be eaten by a sea monster, kid?" The other party looked at the blond boy in front of him with contempt. He has been looking at Arthur since just now, and guessed from Arthur's not particularly gorgeous outfit and the extraordinarily delicate silver sword on his waist, this young man may be some kind of adventurer, or a mercenary. .
"I don't go to sea, I just want to go to the warrior's grave." Arthur said: "Don't worry, I won't mess around, and the boat will be returned on time."
"Going to the warrior's grave in the middle of the night? Are you looking for death?" the middle-aged man hummed: "Well, it's worse to go in the early morning and evening, when the ship will be found by the fallen angel before it gets close. In fact, any time It's bad to go there. That place is either targeted by fallen angels or its lair. It's fifty years too early for an adventurer like you to explore the warrior's grave."
"You don't need to worry about my situation, thank you." The King of Knights said indifferently: "In short, rent the boat to me. How much does it usually cost to rent a boat, and I can pay ten times the price?"
"Yes. If you want to kill me, I won't stop you. But in addition to the rent of the boat, I have to collect a deposit, lest you die in the warrior's grave and not come back, my boat will be gone forever."
"It's fair." Arthur didn't want to talk to the middle-aged man, so he casually dismissed it.
"Twelve copper coins for ten times the rent, plus one silver coin for the deposit, let's pay."
Arthur smiled nonchalantly and took out his pockets readily. At first he thought it would be a lot of money for the rent and deposit of the boat, but was it just that? a sum of money). Admiral Penzance gave Arthur a considerable amount of sponsorship, and Arthur also received another funding from the Myerson Brotherhood, so he is not short of money now, and he is very happy to pay for it.
"Very good, come with me." The middle-aged man pushed out the door and walked towards the back of the wooden house with drunken steps. There, on a small wharf made of wood, many rented boats were lined up neatly, all tied with rusted iron chains and locked with iron locks.
The bald middle-aged man picked out a boat that looked quite tattered, and found the corresponding key in his keychain to unlock it: "This is for you."
"What a ragged ship." The King of Knights looked at the boat that could only carry two people at most, and had been patched with wooden boards countless times everywhere, and complained: "The deposit for this thing is worth a silver coin? Just kidding. ."
"I'm sorry, but this is the only boat that can be used by a guy like you who goes to the grave of a warrior in the middle of the night. Whether it's worth a silver coin is another matter, you can rent it or not, here Look for another charterer in the port."
"Tsk." The blond boy let out a dissatisfied snort, jumped onto the boat, and picked up the oars: "Isn't this **** going to sink in the middle of it?"
"You don't have to worry about this. Although it looks tattered, I have done regular maintenance for every boat here." The middle-aged said: "Then, good luck. These lucky, lifeless brats."
The king of knights did not continue to pay attention to the middle-aged man, and gave the big white wolf a wink. Bedivere squatted down after jumping into the boat, and Arthur picked up the oars and rowed. In the quiet harbor in the middle of the night, a dilapidated boat was silently heading for the warrior's grave.
"Do you want to change people?" When the ship was a long way from the port, the big white wolf thought that it was impossible for anyone to overhear him, and finally said: "The body you are using now, Arthur, is really weak. , I've been rowing like this, and my physical strength will soon be overwhelmed, right?"
"It's fine." The blond boy wiped away the pea-sized beads of sweat from his forehead: "Just in time to catch up with the sea, I basically don't need to row the boat, and it will slowly approach the warrior's grave."
Bediveville has no sailing experience, and he doesn't know what Arthur relies on to determine the direction of the current in this dark night. Since Arthur said so, he sat quietly, trusting the judgment of the King of Knights.
Arthur's judgment is also correct, the boat seems to be pulled by the current, and even if Arthur is not paddling, it is going faster and closer, and it is getting closer to the ruins of the warrior's tomb.
From such a close look, the warrior's tomb is truly spectacular. It is estimated to be a very huge relic, but only a small part of it is actually exposed from the sea. The larger part of the building has long been submerged under the sea level, and God knows if there will be more on the seabed or even in the ground. Even if it is only the part that is exposed on the sea, the several towering spires are actually scary enough in size.
This building really doesn't look like it could have been built in this era of extremely low technology and photonic civilization ~IndoMTL.com~ It can almost be regarded as the heritage of the ancients. Such a grandiose estimate stands in Penzance so grandly, and it is no wonder that there have been countless curious adventurers who wanted to enter it and explore it in the past. People's thirst for the unknown is never-ending, not to mention there are rumors that there may be mountains of gold and silver treasures hidden in the tombs of warriors? In the end, whether the "warrior's tomb" in front of them is the same thing as the warrior's tomb in Arthur's original era can only be understood by going in and exploring it carefully.
"But... there is no entrance?" the big white wolf whispered. The tall tower that was exposed on the water could not see the entrance that could penetrate the ruins from anywhere.
"Up there." Arthur pointed to the heights.
Yes, the part of the tower near sea level cannot have an entrance. If there is, the entrance of that kind of half-baked has long been eroded by sea water and occupied by various sea creatures as nests. The real entrance to the warrior's tomb is at least twenty feet above the sea, on one of the towers. And it also looks like you need to climb up from the edge of the tower.
"You must be joking with me." Big White Wolf grunted.
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