Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2236: Warrior Legacy (10)


Chapter 2236 Warrior Legacy (10)

"Is there anyone there?" Although Bedivere's stomach growled quietly, it still caught the attention of the mercenaries. Especially the skinny mercenary dressed as a thief who was present asked when he came up.

Seeing that Arthur could no longer hide it, he simply walked out of the broken house generously, followed by Bedivere in the form of a big white wolf.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just a passing passenger." He said as he came up, his mind was spinning rapidly, trying to use the most reasonable excuse to smuggle in smoothly: "I saw a golden light falling from the sky just now, and curiosity came over. Take a look. I didn't expect that there was already a visitor here, and they were fully armed and aggressive. I was afraid of disturbing you, so I hid first."

He said this in the most authentic English accent, with a more Scottish accent. He controlled his nasal and reflex sounds perfectly, and his tone had a hint of aristocratic arrogance. These are all tones that can only be made accurately with a considerable degree of education and cannot be imitated by commoners. His motive for talking like this was to make the other party think that he was a nobleman, and that these lowly mercenaries couldn't afford it or mess with him.

Language is sometimes a power. Used properly, disputes can be resolved, or even prevented from starting in the first place.

"Oh?" The big man "Hanover" dressed as a soldier hummed sarcastically: "What a well-bred boy."

And "Bordeaux", a thin man dressed as a thief, lit a torch and illuminated the surroundings with firelight so that Arthur and Bedivere could be seen clearly.

The cavity of Arthur's outfit is also somewhat grounded. Although on the surface he only wears very ordinary civilian clothes, which is convenient for adventurous activities, this blond boy looks handsome and looks like a nobleman. (I don’t know what went wrong. When Arthur crossed into this different world, his face actually looked a bit similar to Lancelot, and he was extraordinarily handsome—the one from King Arthur in the original world. The face is much more handsome.)

Combined with the sharp, but beautifully carved silver sword that Arthur wears around his waist, you can basically think that this blond boy is the kind of idle noble kid who goes on adventures in pursuit of excitement . It makes sense that the blond teenager would be wandering around Penzance at night.

But what the **** is the big white wolf behind this blond boy. Although there are also rumors that nobles occasionally have strange hobbies, they like to keep beasts as pets, and it is normal to keep lions, tigers and leopards to show off everywhere. But the mercenaries are the characters who use swords to make a living, and they can easily detect the dangerous beast aura on the big white wolf. The wolf didn't seem to be tamed at all, but his demeanor was full of "humanity", and he was very honest behind the blond boy. It is not so much the pet of the blond boy as it is the beast "bodyguard" of the boy. There was even another silver sword on the wolf's back, which was beautifully carved and well-preserved in its scabbard. I wonder if it was the boy's spare weapon.

This combination of man and beast is not a common combination in noble circles. It is extremely rare even in the trade of adventurers or mercenaries.

"What do you think, Nantes?" Hanover, a mercenary dressed as a soldier, asked the woman next to him dressed as a magician.

"It's not like an ordinary nobleman, that's for sure." The magician Nantes seems to be more knowledgeable than other mercenaries, so she is the think tank of this team, and other members have doubts. Always ask her for advice.

"But I've seen mercenaries before with tame lions as companions." Nantes added: "It seems to be a swordsman. What's the name? It seems to be... Mike Lesser or something. Adventurers who tame wild beasts as companions or bodyguards are rare, but not entirely absent."

"Is that so? Think about it for now." Hanover nodded and said, "My mysterious young man with a wolf, can you sign up first?"

"Aslan. No comment other than that." Arthur replied indifferently.

The big mercenary continued to test: "Then, Mr. Aslan, what is the purpose of your presence in such a place late at night? Is it really just to see the golden light falling from the sky, to join in the fun?-- ----Or, are you the golden light body?"

"How is that possible. I basically don't believe in magic and so on, and of course I don't know how to use it." Arthur continued to answer plainly, without the slightest emotion in his tone. The opponent's attempts were ineffective. This level of acting is just a piece of cake for Arthur.

"Really." Seeing that the temptation was useless, Hanover snorted again indifferently. The young man in front of him was either telling the truth, or he was a veteran acting school, an old fox, or the other party would never have answered his question in such a plain and resolute manner.

Of course he only saw Arthur on the surface, thinking it was just a teenager. And a noble boy with a childish face, it is impossible for a book to have such astonishing acting skills. With exclusion, Hanover took it for granted that Arthur was telling the truth—at least for the time being.

"That," Seeing that the mercenaries were still wondering and thinking, Arthur quickly interrupted, not giving the other party time to continue thinking: "I know that I broke into your meeting place at an inappropriate time, It's rude. I also know that it is inappropriate to hide and eavesdrop on your conversation. But that's all force majeure. In fact, I didn't overhear anything, and it can even be said that I didn't understand the content of your conversation at all. I don't care what you've done here and now. So, can I go?"

"Um...of course." The big man replied, "Sorry to startle you, Mr. Aslan. Please come back."

"You...don't plan to rob me or something?" Arthur added again.

"Huhuhu, who do you think we are?" Bordeaux, a thin mercenary on the side, hummed: "We are mercenaries, not robbers. We are people who take tasks from the trade union and earn money from regular jobs. I don't care about a few gold coins in your wallet."

"I'm relieved to hear you say that." After Arthur's trial, he got a lot of information from the other party.

"Bordeaux, you big mouth." The woman dressed as a magician rebuked.

"What?"

"No, nothing. Let it go." Nantes sighed. She was probably the only one in the team who sensed Arthur's intentions. The woman was dangerously sensitive, and Arthur couldn't help but raise his vigilance.

"Then, good night, everyone." Arthur didn't want to continue to entangle with these mercenaries, for fear of exposing his own details by talking too much. So he took Bedivere and turned to leave.

When the boy and the wolf walked away a little, the big mercenary man said, "Milan, can you follow those two people from a distance and check their intelligence?"

A fair-skinned woman dressed as an archer gradually emerged from the shadows: "I can't do it. That wolf is more sensitive than me. This location is useless. If you follow it, I'm afraid it will be exposed in an instant."

"Forget it." Hannover frowned slightly: "It really isn't a good character to deal with."

"But are you really going to let them go just like that?" asked Nantes dressed as a magician.

"Relax. I have a hunch that we will meet again soon." The mercenary man smiled confidently.

"Based on what?"

" There is a row of flying knives in the shoulder straps that are faintly exposed under his clothes. The flying knives are made of stainless steel and have been blessed with holy water, which can cause great damage to the demons. This kind of flying knives Knives are generally unique products of the Myerson Brotherhood, and are only distributed to vampire hunters who can stand on their own." The big man subconsciously pressed the hilt of the sword on his waist with his hand: "I don't know what that boy is from. But if he is going to take the same path as ours, then it is inevitable to meet him again in the future."

At the same time, walking along the dark alley of Penzance, Arthur, who was almost back to the hotel, saw that he had walked a long distance, and asked in a low voice alertly: "Beddy, we have been attacked by someone. Tracking?"

"Wang." The big white wolf did not speak, but shook his head.

"That's good. Let's go back to the hotel." Arthur knew very well in his heart that as long as Bedivere's keen sense of hearing and smell was present, the other party would not be able to keep up. The mercenary named Milan who was hiding in the shadows was the biggest threat. But that man was always human, and his sentience was nothing compared to that of a beast (Bediver). Knowing that Bedivere can easily perceive her existence, it would be too ignorant if that person dared to keep following her. Arthur even thought about knocking out the stalker if things did turn out like that -- there's no need to kill them~IndoMTL.com~ He doesn't want to make enemies all over the place in an unfamiliar environment just yet.

They arrived at the back door of the hotel, and after pushing the door in, it seemed that they should have gotten rid of the group of mercenaries. Arthur cautiously went back to his room, bolted the door tightly, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

What a long night.

"Merlin, are you there?" He closed the window and asked in a low voice, "Can I open the shady barrier? I have something I want to clarify."

"Let's talk about it tomorrow, Your Majesty." The black crow shadow on the beam of the room replied in a low voice, "I'm currently using Harry's projections to find information, but one of the projections has been entangled by the Crusaders and is currently in the process of Take them around in circles, and you can't separate God."

"Are the Crusaders again? Those nosy guys." Arthur hummed, "It's okay. You can focus on dealing with them. If you have anything else, I'll wait until tomorrow morning. Good night."

He was lying on the bed that was still clean, and he was going to think about tomorrow's itinerary. But sleepiness was stronger than he imagined, and he fell asleep in an instant.

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