Chapter 1906: The Virgin of Steel (XXIV)

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

A medium-sized fishing boat is preparing for sailing.

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

"That's not a problem. The blonde boy slapped the little white horse's ass. The pony was alarmed and began to run, and as if instructed to do so, it went from running with initial alarm to running purposefully towards the woods. The horses were apparently highly trained, and when they were loaned, they traveled thousands of miles to follow their owners, and when they were no longer needed, they returned to their homeland------ the base of the Melson Brotherhood.

"What a clever horse. The fisherman couldn't help but admire. Usually only the most powerful nobles would train such good horses in their family estates, and the young man who hired the fisherman paid the full amount of five gold coins directly, and all kinds of evidence proved that the young man was a wealthy and powerful man.

"Your Excellency, before I set sail, I must remind you that it is suicidal to sail in the morning fog. The fisherman then said, and this time he spoke dozens of times more politely than before: "It is said that the demons of the sea------ the Red Dead------ haunt during this period, devouring passing ships. In the past, many fools in the village who were not afraid of death also tried to challenge this legend, but all of them never returned. ＂

"I don't care what kind of Red Death it is, I don't have time to spend here. Arthur didn't care: "If you don't plan to sail the boat, then let me do it myself." I've already bought the boat anyway, so it's up to me to use it as I want, right?"

"I have advised you, my lord. The fisherman reluctantly said, "And before I sell the boat to you, I already have the first customers, and we have to wait for them." I said that I would take them to England, and I couldn't break my promise. ＂

"You've sold me all the boats, and you're still using them to make extra money?" Arthur couldn't help but be a little angry.

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

"Oh?" said Arthur's brow. He had the urge to kick the fisherman out into the sea and then drive away himself. But when the other party said this, Arthur couldn't help but wonder what kind of big man had booked the ship. In any case, he also spent a lot of money to buy this ship directly, not only for a one-way trip from here to England, but also for him to use this ship when he returned to France from England later, so it is better not to make too many moves now?

"Oh, I've kept you waiting. Just as Arthur hesitated, a voice rang out.

Arthur followed the prestige and saw several tall figures faintly in the fog. Judging by the sonorous sounds they made as they walked, they were knights in armor or at least some kind of soldiers.

"Whoa, whoa!," Bediwell, the great white wolf beside Arthur, let out a low growl, as if to remind Arthur. Now Bediwell can't speak freely in front of people, so he can only express his feelings in a wolf's howling voice.

"What's wrong, Bedi?" Arthur pressed his hand against the hilt of the weapon at his waist.

"Oh, this little ghost has the breath of a demon on him. Suddenly, however, a figure appeared behind Arthur and spoke.

"You ------" Arthur was startled and almost drew his sword from its sheath, but before his hand could grasp the hilt of the sword, the position of his elbow was pressed by the opponent, so that he could not draw the sword further forcefully.

"Don't get excited, we have no ill will. The strange man dressed as a mercenary wearing a wonderful white robe on the outside and light armor on the inside said, "Well, although it has the breath of the demons, it also has the breath of the sacred. You're so weird. Have you ever been blessed with a weapon?"

Not to be outdone, Arthur knocked his opponent away with a shoulder bump, while saying coldly, "I don't know what you're talking about." Who are you?

"I'm sorry my men were rude. Another knight-like strong man emerged from the fog, but he looked much more decent------ compared to the guy who had suddenly appeared behind Arthur.

"Captain of the Fifth Detachment of the Holy See Crusaders, Gove, it is an honor to meet you. "The other party reported his name first.

"Aslan. Trainee vampire hunter. Arthur pulled out the token of the Merson Brotherhood, the badge of the All-Seeing Eye, from his bosom. He didn't like to use the name of the Brotherhood, but the crusaders of the Holy See didn't seem to be good men and women, and the demonic aura on Arthur's body (in fact, it was all from Bediwell) had already been noticed by his opponent, so he felt that it was better to clarify (lie) so as not to make the other party suspicious.

"I see. Are we among our fellow believers? It's all for the purpose of destroying the demons.,We're a companion of fate (Kama).。 Lord Aslan has been fighting vampires lately, no wonder you smell of demons. Goff said, and at the same time his eyes fell on the Seraphic Sword on Arthur's waist: "What a good sword." The divine aura above was stronger than anything I'd ever seen in my life. The sword in Lord Aslan's hand seems to have been deeply blessed by God. ＂

You could say that. Arthur replied indifferently. He had no idea how this group of Holy See crusaders had managed to identify the demonic aura and the divine aura, but it seemed that they were able to identify the two so accurately, and it didn't seem to be as simple as they would have said it.

"Huh, isn't that a little bit?" a tall and thin spear knight behind Gove tilted his head and leaned over to look at Arthur: "I don't understand, don't you vampire hunters all use whips? instead of whips, you use swords? Are you really a vampire hunter?"

"The trainee vampire hunter is not yet to the point where he can use a whip. Arthur then emphasized.

The knight with the spear held his cheek: "It's still strange. That sword looks like a weapon more powerful than a whip Well, forget it, maybe I'm too careful. ＂

"Peyton, don't be rude. Gove stopped his men at this point. The timing of his efforts to prevent his subordinates from speaking was subtle, and although the apparent courtesy was understandable, Arthur always felt that Gove was using his mouthy subordinates to deliberately probe Arthur's tone.

"Enough introductions to each other. Now, shall we go?" asked Gove.

"Of course. Arthur replied indifferently, and jumped on the boat first. This ship was obviously already a ship that Arthur had bought with money, but he wanted to carry this group of papal crusaders with him, and Arthur was not convinced. He hadn't fallen out with these people yet, simply because he was interested in the mysterious group of Papal crusaders.

"Whoa," Bediwell whispered, still beside him, keeping an eye on the crusaders.

There were six members of the Fifth Squad, all of whom appeared to be well-trained and well-versed in the art of killing. They attacked at the same time, and Beddeville and Arthur were not necessarily able to suppress them. The man-wolf thought it would be a disaster to let these religious lunatics aboard the ship, and if he had made the idea, he would not hesitate to quarrel and refuse to let the crusaders go with them.

"Bedi, stop making a fuss, get on board. Arthur repeated again. The young man's tone was unusually firm, firm to the point that it was impossible for his companion to disobey: "If you don't behave, I'll leave you in this harbor." ＂

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

"Is this a wolf warrior trained by hunters?" As the group of crusaders came aboard the ship, one of the petite crusaders leaned over to observe Bediwell: "It's amazing, it seems that he can really understand human speech." What a great big dog. ＂

(Big Dog)

Arthur could even see Bedeville with a fierce look in his eyes at this time, and he thought that the great white wolf was about to pounce and bite. But Bediwell finally relented, and as soon as he turned his head, he left the crusader alone, jumped into the boat, and sat down beside Arthur and sulked.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I still need to ask you again before I start the boat, is it really possible?" The fisherman at the bow of the boat looked at the increasingly dense fog, and couldn't help but feel a little weak: "I'm afraid that the Red Death will appear here, and this journey may really become a journey with no return?"

Arthur glanced at Goff. Captain Gove nodded at Arthur as well.

"Less nonsense. Let's sail. Arthur said.

The fisherman shook his head, although he was still reluctant, but he did not dare to disobey this group of big people, and he also wanted to make that large amount of money. He began to swing the oars, and the fishing boat was moved out of the plank-made dock and began to sail towards the misty sea in the distance.

In fact, there is only one English Channel between France and England, and the shortest distance between the two sides of the strait by boat is actually only about 29 kilometers. However, it was a time of war between Britain and France, and it was obviously impossible to travel back and forth through the Calais Strait (known to the British as the Strait of Dover). The other side of the Strait of Dover, the Port of Dover, must have been heavily guarded and the border guards were extremely strict.

Therefore, Arthur's voyage was mainly from Brest, taking advantage of the dense fog in the early morning to circle the Isles of Scilly, and planned to finally land at the port of Penzance, the southernmost part of England.

In this world, where communications and science are very backward, the border guards between countries are not so strict, and as long as they are not on the land of a military powerhouse, there will be no major problems. Arthur himself was the king of Great Britain, and he could still speak with an authentic British accent, and he would certainly not be suspicious when he went to England. And this group of papal crusaders seems to be the big men of Rome, this time they are going to England to do business, even if they are interrogated by the British army, no one will generally dare to stop them.

So, there shouldn't be anything thrilling about the trip, except for the sea monsters mentioned by the fisherman------

Bang!------

Just as Arthur was leaning on the seat in the cabin and falling asleep, a roar suddenly sounded on the sea outside the cabin.

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