Chapter 1910: The Iron Virgin (Twenty-Eight)

About ten minutes later, the men on Arthur's fishing boat were taken to the warship for questioning.

"What have you just done? I heard an explosion!" said the captain, "Are you spies sent by France?!"

As soon as Arthur frowned, he knew that things were going to turn out like this. The battle with the Red Dead just now was too flamboyant. The sound of the explosion, the sound of the fight, can be heard by ships ten nautical miles away!

"I am the captain of the fifth detachment of the Holy See Crusaders, Gove," Captain Gove took out something like an envoy's document and handed it to the British captain, "We have come to England on official business this time, and it has been approved. ＂

"Of course, of course. The captain didn't even open the file to look at it closely, and stuffed it back to Gove. It is clear that the British army did not dare to provoke the Holy See at all, and the power of the Holy See was very huge, not to mention this famous crusading army.

"But what about you?" the captain turned to Arthur again, "an imp? doesn't look like a crusader." What are you going to do when you smuggled into England by boat on a foggy day? Are you a spy sent by France?"

"Nonsense!" said Arthur, speaking in an extremely authentic and fluent British accent at this time, with a slight haughtness, "I'm just going back to my own country." Do you need a reason to return?"

Arthur was actually a Briton from 900 years ago, and despite his authentic accent, there are still subtle differences between Old English and modern English. But this did not stop him from putting on a show in front of others, as there were still a considerable number of nobles in England who used Old English to highlight their status.

Hearing Arthur's authentic Old English, the British captain suddenly said, "...... are you?" but...... Where are you from?

"London. As for the family, don't mention it. It was already a family that had been wiped out by vampires, not a prestigious family. If you're still skeptical, you can ask the Melson Brotherhood to confirm it. Arthur took out the Brotherhood's All-Seeing Eye Mark and placed it in front of the other.

"Is Your Excellency a member of the Brotherhood------" It was clear that the captain was further instigated.

"This Lord Aslan is a famous vampire hunter~~~," Crusader Peyton on the side interjected. The British army failed to hear the taunt in it.

"Vampire hunters. That...... Okay, that's not in order, but I'm not going to go too deep into the fraternity. The captain then let him go, "I don't have anything more to ask." Our boat will escort you to the port of Penzance, after which you will be free to move. ＂

"Your Excellency------" A sailor came over and whispered a few words in the ear of the British captain.

"Oh?" the captain looked at Arthur with a sneaky glance, and then muttered, "It's a bit like ...... ＂

"Any more questions?" Arthur asked, a little unhappily.

"Oh, no, not at all," replied the captain of the British army, hesitantly, "but the Admiral would like to see your Excellency." This is a very important matter, if you are not too busy, please go and meet the Admiral, okay?"

"The Admiral, Admiral Penzance?" said Goff, who was in attendance.

"Why does Admiral Penzance want to look for me? I don't know him. The more Arthur looked at it, the more he felt that the captain's expression was full of strangeness, but he didn't know what was going on.

He only had a vague feeling that he might be involved in some kind of troublesome political struggle because of his youthful appearance. This invitation may not be a good thing, and perhaps it would be better not to go to the appointment.

No. Arthur, however, thought about it. It doesn't seem to be anything to be afraid of, and it can even be said to be just what he wants.

Arthur returned to England with the aim of assassinating the current King of England, Henry VI, who was not yet eight years old.

After he arrived in England, it stands to reason that he should follow the lead of the Brotherhood step by step into high society, and finally get the opportunity to meet the King of England. But when he kills someone, in addition to putting himself in great danger, he will also cause trouble for the Melson brothers. On top of that, it will take a long time to do so, it could be a few months, or even a year.

And now, since Admiral Penzance has taken the initiative to ask for a meeting, Arthur may be able to rely on the Admiral's relationship to speed up the time for him to meet the King of England. Moreover, after he assassinated the young king in this way, he caused a mess, and the spearhead would be directed at Admiral Penzance, who had first been in contact with Arthur, and the Melson Brotherhood was secondary.

This is the simplest and most straightforward way to cause civil strife in England, killing two birds with one stone. Why not?

"Whew. Bediwell, who was beside Arthur, couldn't help but snort. The Great White Wolf had almost guessed King Arthur's thoughts, after all, he was one of the people who knew Arthur in the world.

The former king of Great Britain is now plotting to mess up this England just to bring the queen back of Great Britain. It's ironic.

But this is a different world nine hundred years after Arthur's world, a parallel world. King Arthur didn't care if England lived or died in this world.

Another hour passed, the port of Penzance.

"Well, let's stop here. "Captain Gove took his crusader with him and was about to leave.

"Goodbye (Kama). Arthur replied politely.

"Then," said a soldier from the British side, who had already come to show Arthur the way, "if you have time, please come with me." ＂

"Yes. Arthur said quietly. All he was thinking about now was how to turn Britain upside down as quickly as possible.

Then again------

Arthur looked around and took a look at the environment of the port city of Penzance.

The morning clouds have lifted, but in the midst of this port city, there is a depression. There are a lot of old stone buildings, and the castle belonging to the Admiral in the distance is magnificent, but the city itself is made of a large number of dilapidated wooden houses, and at first glance it has a slum feel.

Arthur told himself not to be too picky, after all, the situation in France was not very good, and only a few big cities could see it. Nine hundred years later, the photonic civilization of this other world is extremely low, and even science is still in the stage of enlightenment, and the people here have built houses out of wood and stone, which is already a very remarkable thing.

Nevertheless...... The city is still too bleak, right?

It wasn't early, Arthur could tell from the height of the sun that it was around nine o'clock in the morning. This kind of time should be the time for civilians to come out to work to earn money and work hard for their livelihood. But Arthur went all the way down, and the whole port city was not infested. The thin number of people is terrible enough, but the most terrible thing is the tiredness on the faces of these people who come out to work in the morning. They look bored, as if they are no longer interested in everything in the world, and are just living like walking dead.

A port city can be depressed to this extent, but isn't it even worse for an inland city?

Britain and France in the Hundred Years' War were actually engaged in a war of unbridled attrition of resources. The invaded France was certainly in dire straits, and the invaded England was not much better. As a result, Britain is exhausted, and the people are struggling to make a living.

"Wow!" Bediwell cried, dragging Arthur back from his musings. Before he knew it, he had followed the soldier to the Admiral's castle.

"I'm sorry, but your dog can't go in. Arthur was about to enter the gate, but the soldiers blocked Bediwell.

"Bedi, wait for me here. Arthur then said, "If I don't come out for too long, you ------."

He didn't go on, he knew that Bediwell understood what he meant.

"Wang!" the big white wolf agreed, looking like he should have understood.

"Well, please. The soldier led Arthur into the castle.

Now that he is alone again, he can't help but be a little nervous. He had come to the castle to see Admiral Penzance, but he knew nothing about him. If he could, of course, he hoped that the Admiral would help him to meet the current young king of England, Henry VI, in a short time, but if things did not go well, what if he would just talk about it here?

At worst, it provokes the Admiral. Then Arthur will most likely need to go on a killing spree and face the forces of this entire city.

He didn't know what the other party wanted to see him. He had to hope that the other party didn't appear in front of him with bad intentions.

It is not a long walk, it should be said that the structure of this castle is relatively simple, and the road is not too long. Arthur soon came to a lavishly decorated red door. The soldier motioned for Arthur to enter, and it was Admiral Penzance who was waiting in this room.

Arthur cautiously pushed the door in, intending to greet the people in the room as soon as he came up. However, the moment he saw the other party, he suddenly froze.

Because, Admiral Penzance's appearance is amazingly similar to that of Grand Duke Hall!

"Are you...... Arthur was surprised, but he quickly took the surprise to himself and regained his composure: "Lord Admiral Penzance, right?"

"It's down there. The Admiral was sitting on his leather couch, talking to Arthur across his desk. He waved his hand: "Please take a seat, the ------"

"Aslan. Arthur then gave himself his name, even though it was a pseudonym from the beginning.

"Excuse me, Mr. Aslan. It's a blessing. The Admiral kept staring at Arthur as he spoke.

Although it was basic polite to look at the other person during a conversation in England, Admiral Penzance looked at Arthur intently like this, which did make Arthur feel very uncomfortable.

"Is there something dirty on my face, why do you keep staring at me, Lord Admiral?" the boy couldn't help asking.

"No, there is no such thing. The Admiral muttered, "Hmm... What a look...... ＂

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