Chapter 1907: The Iron Maiden (Twenty-Five)

"What's wrong?" Arthur got up and walked out holding on to the wall of the cabin. Bediwell, who had been guarding Arthur's side, was now screaming and on high alert.

Bang!

Again, there was a roar outside the ship. It sounded like the sound of something very heavy suddenly falling into the water, causing huge waves.

"Red, red, red, red dead!" Arthur had barely reached the deck when he heard the hysterical ghost screams of the fishermen outside.

"Red Death...... Captain Gove of the Holy See Crusaders snorted, "I don't believe this superstitious myth that circulates among fishermen. Unless that's some kind of demon. ＂

Arthur didn't answer, he watched from afar in the fog. By this time, the boat had come to a complete halt, because the fisherman in charge of rowing was too panicked to come forward. And in the thick fog, in the outline of some island in the distance, there did seem to be a red light streaking around, slightly bumping up and down with the movement of some kind of creature as it walked.

By this time, the fog on the sea was close to soup-like, and the visibility was no more than ten yards at most. The red light is very special, it can penetrate the dense fog, so the light is particularly conspicuous in the dense fog. Because of this, this strange red light that can penetrate the dense fog is particularly terrifying when it sweeps back and forth.

"Can't you get around that thing?" Arthur saw that the movement of the red light followed a certain pattern, and he thought that the body of the red light must be patrolling back and forth on some kind of island, just bypass it.

"Shhhh With such a big ship, it moves loudly!"

It's really just a small and medium-sized fishing boat that can carry about a dozen people, and although it has a simple cabin, it's really not big. Arthur also knew that the fisherman was just exaggerating, or just making excuses because he was too frightened, but he didn't bother with the other party.

"I remember there was a spare dinghy here. Arthur said, "That's enough for four people, just wait here, let a few of us go down, and we'll check on the situation." ＂

"Oh, you're brave, little Mr. Vampire Slayer. A distinctly ironic voice rang in Arthur's ears, and Arthur turned around and remembered the name of the tall, thin crusader, as if it were Peyton or something.

"Peyton, don't be rude. Once again, Gove warned his men.

"I don't know if any of you will come with me," said Arthur carelessly, "but it's not a way for us to stop here." Let's take a boat ride over to the island where the Red Dead is and meet the monster. ＂

"You're really crazy enough to dare to challenge the Red Death head-on!" the fisherman was frightened.

"The rest of the people are here to stay. Arthur ignored the fisherman and continued, "If we don't come back in an hour, try to change course and get around here." Anyway, we were not far from England, and even if we had just paddled slowly along the Isles of Scilly in a small boat, we would have reached Penzance. ＂

"Oh, aren't you afraid we'll just leave you alone?" said Crusader Peyton with a flirtatious look at Arthur.

"Whoa!" the great white wolf beside Arthur howled.

"Your big dog looks scared?" said another crusader named Jeremy.

"Oh, this guy is a landlubber. Arthur touched Bedwell's head, "Yes." Don't you want to ride that kind of boat? I get it. It's because you're afraid that the boat will capsize, right?"

"Whew!" Bediwell snorted in reply.

"Then you'll stay here, Bedi. Arthur then said, "If the fisherman does not wait even an hour, and rows away, you can pounce on him and bite his throat without giving him face." ＂

"Whew!!!" Bedwell agreed, grinning, glancing at the fisherman.

"Wow!" the fisherman on the side turned pale.

"That's it. Arthur turned his head to look at Goff again: "I'm going to take a boat over to see what happens." It's okay if you don't come along, just stay on the big ship. ＂

"Although I don't know what that red death monster is," Goff directly took out a weapon with a special structure from behind his back and held it in his hand: "But since the Crusaders are on the mission of destroying all the demons in the world, they can't let go of any opportunity to destroy the demons." We'll go with you. Peyton, Jeremy, come with us, too. This is just enough for the boat to sit on. ＂

"Well, the dampness of that boat isn't good for armor. Pate complained, "It's going to be a hassle to take care of your armor when you go back." ＂

"Hello!!," said Gove angrily. Here he had already lowered the sling of the spare boat with Arthur and lowered the boat to the surface.

Wobbly, wobbly. It's just big enough for a four-person boat, and it's far from stable on the sea.

Arthur himself is lightly armed, so he doesn't have to worry. But he saw that the Crusaders were all wearing armor (even though the armor was hidden under their burqas), and that the heavily armed men would sink to the bottom as soon as they fell into the water. Is that really good?

"Don't you have to take off your armor, Mr. Gove?" Arthur asked, "With the heavy equipment you're wearing, no one will be able to save you if the boat sinks?"

"There's no need to worry about this, we have our own plans. "Although the big man was heavy, he landed very steadily on the boat. He shifted his body, sat down on the bow of the boat, and unfurled his special weapon. It was only then that Arthur discovered that it was a huge steel bow that could be folded up, and the bowstring was still made of extremely thick steel cables. It sits on the bow of a small boat, like a turret.

And Gove seems to be a hero with extraordinary arm strength. Only with superhuman arm strength can it be possible to pull such a huge steel bow.

Captain Gove had even put his arrows on the string, and he had barely drawn his bow. The special steel arrow, which can be triple-folded, appears to be capable of causing great damage. Looks like he's planning to give the Red Dead a big arrow the moment he can see and confirm the identity of the Red Dead in his field of vision?

"It's you, is it really okay to challenge demons with that kind of unedged sword?" The big man turned his head to look at the silver sword on Arthur's waist: "I know that silver has a great killing effect on vampires, but it's hard to say whether it can be used on other demons." ＂

Arthur's Seraphic Sword was attached to a metal sword before it was "unsheathed", and the Mithril blade was not sharpened and could only be used as a blunt weapon. Therefore, Arthur did not put on another scabbard, but hung the blunt blade directly around his waist. The part that really has a strong cutting power is the lightsaber inside the Holy Sword, and Arthur does not intend to use the lightsaber part of the Holy Sword in front of this group of Holy See Crusaders.

"I don't need your excellency to worry about my affairs. Arthur said disapprovingly. Even this "scabbard" made of Mithril has a faint divine enchantment attached to it. This [sacred] is logically capable of killing any demon, not just vampires.

"That's fine. The big man didn't ask any more, but instead ordered his men: "Pate, Jeremy, rowing." ＂

"Hey, why do you want us to go boating?"

"So you're going to let me be the captain rowing, or are you going to have this kid row for you?" said Goff.

The other two crusaders looked at each other, unable to refute them.

Arthur had no reason to be polite to these people. The young man's body he was using now was actually very weak, and in the face of a possible big battle, Arthur thought it would be better for him to retain a little more physical strength. There was no reason for him to expend extra physical strength to row for this group of crusaders, and the other party was already on the boat that Arthur had bought, so it was only natural for them to have some physical strength.

"Don't make too much noise, let's get closer. Arthur said, sitting in the middle of the boat.

"Are you the captain or is Lord Gove the captain!?" Pate spat violently as he picked up the oars.

"Bye-bye, little puppy------" Jeremy picked up the oar, but used it to greet Bedwell on the big boat, "Be good, we'll see you later!"

Arthur could clearly see that the great white wolf Bediwell, who had poked his head out of the big ship, was sticking out his tongue with a fierce expression, and even obvious green tendons appeared on his forehead.

Scratch it~~~~

Wow~~~~~Wow~~~~

The two crusaders, seated in the back, began paddling the water at an unhurried pace, the sound almost overlapping with the ebb and flow of the tide, allowing the boat to sail almost silently. Arthur, on the other hand, sat on the boat, keeping his center of gravity as low as possible and not moving, relying on this low-key movement to slowly get closer to where the Red Dead were. There are so many reefs around the Isles of Scilly that even in such calm times, small boats are in danger of running aground. They traveled slowly, partly to avoid the Red Death's eyes and ears, and partly to prevent the boat from running aground and sinking.

And the red light that was sweeping back and forth in the distance did not attenuate at all, and still swept back and forth at a certain constant speed, as if guarding something. Judging from this fixed pace, it should not have spotted the approaching boat yet.

"What do you think of the bombardment?" Captain Goff suddenly asked Arthur.

"I don't know. Arthur replied casually, "It has been ringing twice in a row since just now, but then there is no sound." I don't think it's because the Red Dead found our ship and attacked. That sound can be anything, maybe even the sound of the tide crashing on the reef. ＂

"Always keep the spirit of skepticism and don't make up your mind until the last minute. Goff couldn't help but admire: "It would be nice to have a few more people like you in this era, Mr. Yaslan." ＂

Arthur knew that the other party was probing him, so he was unmoved, and he didn't even pay attention to the other party. At this time, a shadow gradually appeared in the dense fog opposite.

Is that------------

Enormous......

...... Crab?

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