Chapter 2228: Warrior Legacy (2)

"Your Majesty, are you serious?" Hearing that King Arthur was about to put himself at risk, Merlin of course stopped him: "This act is like a moth to a fire, killing itself." What if that happens again?"

"Didn't you say that you had taken precautions?" the Knight King asked rhetorically, "Since you have taken all the precautions, there is nothing to be afraid of." Or do you not have the confidence to think that your precautions are useless?"

＂...... That was not what I meant. ＂

"Alright, let's go. Arthur spoke without hesitation, and exclaimed as if the king were calling the shots: "Bedi?"

The big white wolf got up from the carpet and looked at the blonde boy in silence. He had the impression that Arthur was not such a reckless person at all, and he knew that there was danger and still wanted to die, which was not the style of Arthur, the knight king. Has Arthur's personality changed in some subtle way? Is it because he came to this other world nine hundred years later and was influenced by this world? Is Arthur still the same King Arthur of Great Britain now? If he continues to change like this, it is not only a change in personality, but he may eventually forget who he was and completely forget the identity of King Arthur?

Bad. Bediwell sensed the danger, but wasn't sure what to do. But the bell did come from the Warrior's Grave, and it was the bell that caused the last "accident". If we don't investigate the matter thoroughly, it will be very difficult to prevent the same accident from happening again.

Well, take a look. Bediwell shuddered and walked in the direction of the door, ready to go.

"Look, even Bedi agrees with me. The Knight King snorted.

"In that case, good luck to you. Merlin didn't say much, and the shadow disappeared into the shadows of the beams.

The night in the port of Penzance was silent and humid, and the whole harbor was shrouded in fog from the sea, and at the same time occupied by the rhythmic sound of the tide. This is a unique sense of confusion in a port city, even in Arthur's time------ Great Britain will use some kind of condensation device to absorb some of the fog of the port and make the humidity of the port city drop, and this condensation device is also a street lamp, illuminating the urban area of the port city. But nine hundred years later, in this technologically backward world, it seems impossible for the mist condensation device to exist.

Arthur looked at the graves of the warriors on the shoreline from afar. Although close to the coast, there is still a long way to go from the coast to the warrior's grave, and in the middle of the night and this kind of weather, swimming in the past can make people half cold to death, and at the same time you have to be careful from the sea

Inside came the attack of monsters. So, do you really need a ship? Even if it's just a boat, as long as you can approach the warrior's grave silently.

"Woo!" Bediwell yelled from the side, telling Arthur to stay safe. Before, when they passed by the coast near the Warrior's Grave, they had been attacked by the army of fallen angels outside the Warrior's Grave. Of course, it was just an accident, and now in the middle of the night, they didn't see any fallen angels hunting spirits, but they still had to be careful. What if the tomb of the warrior happened to be the lair of the fallen angels?

"Anyway, let's go and rent a boat first. Arthur glanced at a small boat rental on the docks. The house was made of wood, and the workmanship was very rough, but it was lit at night. Arthur had to hope that the rental house was not closed and that he could still rent a decent boat.

Knock, knock. The boy walked over and knocked on the door a few times. The wooden door had been eroded by the perennial sea breeze, and there was even moss growing on the corners where the sun did not shine. Arthur even knocked on the door very lightly, for fear that too hard would knock the door down. But it was useful enough for him to knock so softly, for the port of Penzance was such a frighteningly quiet place at night that even the gentle knock could be heard clearly by the people in the house.

"Who is it that is making noise in the middle of the night?" the middle-aged man who opened the door carried a kerosene lamp to shine a light in order to see Arthur's face clearly. After seeing Arthur's face, the bald middle-aged man with a heavy smell of alcohol on his body said with disgust: "Little ghost, it's not like one of those guys...... What do you want to do?"

"Chartering a boat. Arthur said bluntly, "Just give me a small boat." How much does it cost?"

"Rent a boat, go to sea in the middle of the night, do you want to be eaten by a sea monster, little ghost?" the other looked at the blonde boy in front of him with disdain. He had been looking at Arthur since the moment, and from Arthur's not-so-ornate outfit and the extraordinarily delicate silver sword at his waist, he guessed that the young man might be some kind of adventurer or mercenary.

"I don't go to sea, I just want to go to the tomb of the warriors. Arthur said: "Don't worry, I won't mess around, the ship will be returned on time." ＂

"Are you looking for death at the grave of the warriors late at night?" the middle-aged man snorted, "Well, but it's worse to go in the early morning and late afternoon, the ship will be discovered by the fallen angels before it gets close." In fact, it is terrible to go any time, and that place is either targeted by fallen angels or is the lair of fallen angels. Adventurers like you still want to explore the Tomb of the Warriors fifty years ago. ＂

"You don't have to worry about my situation, thank you. The Knight King said indifferently, "Anyway, just rent me the boat." How much does it usually cost to rent a boat, and I can always pay ten times the price, right?"

"Yes. If you want to die, I won't stop you. But in addition to the money for the charter, I must also collect a deposit, lest you die in the grave of the warrior and never come back, and my ship will be gone forever. ＂

"Fair enough. Arthur didn't want to talk to the middle-aged man anymore, so he casually dismissed.

"Ten times the rent, twelve copper coins, plus a deposit of one silver coin, pay for it. ＂

Arthur smiled indifferently and pulled into his pocket briskly. At first, he thought that the rent of the boat plus the deposit would cost a lot of money, but it turned out to be just this level (although it was enough money for Arthur to stay in a nice hotel in Penzance for a week or so, which was not a lot of money). Admiral Penzance gave Arthur a large amount of money, and Arthur also received a sum of money from the Melson Brotherhood, so he was not short of money at all, and he was very happy to spend it.

"Very well, follow me. The middle-aged man pushed the door open and walked drunkenly to the back of the wooden house. There, on a small wooden dock, a number of rented boats were neatly arranged, all chained with rusty chains and locked with iron locks.

The bald middle-aged man picked out a small boat that looked quite dilapidated from among them, found the corresponding key from his keychain and unlocked it: "This is all for you." ＂

"What a broken ship. The Knight King looked at the boat, which could only carry two people at most, and had been patched with planks countless times everywhere, and complained, "The deposit for this thing is worth a silver coin?" ＂

"I'm sorry, but this is the only boat that can give you a guy like you who goes to the grave of a warrior late at night to die. Whether it's worth a silver coin or not is another matter, you can rent it or not, and find another charter in this port. ＂

"Tsk. The blonde boy let out a grunt of displeasure, jumped onto the boat, and picked up the oars: "This thing shouldn't sink halfway, right?"

"You don't have to worry about that. It looks shabby, but I do have a regular overhaul for every ship here. The middle-aged man said, "Well, good luck." You're going to need these lucky, imps. ＂

The Knight King didn't continue to pay attention to the middle-aged man, and gave the big white wolf a look. After Bediwell jumped on the boat, he squatted still, and Arthur picked up the oars and rowed in the water. In the silence of the harbour in the middle of the night, a dilapidated boat is silently heading towards the graves of warriors.

"Do you want to change people?" When the ship was a long distance away from the port, the big white wolf thought that it was impossible for anyone to overhear him, and finally spoke: "Arthur, the body you are using now is really weak, and if you keep rowing like this, your physical strength is estimated to be overwhelmed soon, right?"

"It's fine. The blonde boy wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead: "It's just in time for the sea current, and then I don't have to row the boat anymore, and it will slowly approach the warrior's grave." ＂

Bediwell had no sailing experience, and he didn't know what Arthur relied on to determine the direction of the currents in the dark night. Since Arthur had said so, he sat still, trusting the judgment of the Knight King.

Arthur's judgment was also correct, the boat seemed to be being pulled by the current, and even if Arthur was not paddling, it went faster and faster, and got closer and closer to the remains of the warrior's grave.

When viewed so closely, the tomb of the warrior is truly magnificent. It is estimated to be a very large ruin, only a small part of it actually emerges from the sea, and the much larger part of the building has long been submerged deep below sea level, and God knows if there will be more at the bottom of the sea or even underground. Even if it's just the part that is exposed to the sea, the towering minarets are actually terrifying enough and large.

This building really doesn't look like it could have been built in an era when technology and photonic civilization were extremely low, and it can almost be recognized as the heritage of the ancients. With such a magnificent estimate standing in Penzance in such a grand manner, it is no wonder that countless curious adventurers have wanted to enter it in the past. Man's thirst for the unknown is never endless, not to mention the rumors that there may be mountains of gold and silver hidden in the tombs of warriors, and whether the "tomb of warriors" in front of them is the same thing as the tomb of the warriors of Arthur's original era, can only be understood by going in and exploring it carefully.

"But...... No entrance?" the big white wolf whispered. The tower, which was exposed to the water, could not see an entrance to the ruins from anywhere.

"On it. Arthur pointed to the heights.

True, there is no way to have an entrance to the part of the tower near sea level. If there were, the entrance of that half-hung would have been eroded by the sea and occupied by various sea creatures as a nest. The true entrance to the tomb of the warriors, at least twenty feet above the sea, on one of the towers. And you need to climb up from the edge of the tower.

"You must be kidding me. The big white wolf snorted.