Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1884: The Iron Maiden (2)
Chapter 1884 Iron Maiden (2)
"Okay, I'll find a way to find Brady myself. ??≠You take me to a nearby city." Arthur said.
"Of course, Lord Aslan." Little Zust replied, "But you just woke up from a long slumber. You must be tired. I'll take you to the lounge to settle down?"
Arthur doesn't answer, just nods. He did feel a little groggy, and his body felt more numb. Now that it is very dangerous for Mu Ran to go out and act, it is wiser to first see what can be used in this so-called Melson Brotherhood.
"By the way, where's my saber?" Arthur asked.
"Does your Excellency mean the holy sword you used to destroy the True Ancestor?" Little Zust said: "My father reclaimed it, and now it should still be stored in the Brotherhood's base. in the treasure room."
"I need it," Arthur said impatiently, "right now."
"Well...that sword is in the treasure room, and the key to the treasure room is only owned by Inspector Tigen, there is no other backup key. Inspector Tigen just went out yesterday to carry out After the inspection, I might not be able to come back until a week later."
"Tsk." Arthur couldn't help but feel unhappy: "I have to ask you for my own things. And I can't come back soon."
Little Zust smiled awkwardly: "My father instructed that the holy sword was an important treasure of Lord Aslan. In order to prevent the sword from being stolen, we locked it in the world that the Brotherhood thought it was. The safest place. We don't know when you will wake up, Lord Aslan. Sorry for the inconvenience."
"Okay." Although he was very upset, the other party showed a "what to do, I'm desperate too", and even Arthur was embarrassed to continue to blame.
Different from the upright uncle vampire hunter back then, is this little Zuster unexpectedly slick?
"This way, please." Under the leadership of Little Zust, Arthur came to a well-kept, well-lit room.
"Dinner time is six in the afternoon. I'll come and let you know when the time is up." Little Zust handed the key to Arthur, and then backed out the door: "Then, please rest well, Aslan. Sir."
"Yeah." Arthur closed the door without saying anything. Fatigue filled his whole body. This frail boy's body didn't obey his commands, and he didn't have any weapons in his hand. Only by closing the door and locking the door could give him a sense of security.
Nevertheless, the pleasant sophistication outside the window brings a sense of relaxation to Arthur.
The base of the Melson Brotherhood is located in a deep forest and is extremely hidden. Arthur saw smoke rising from a town in the distance covered by the end of the jungle, and it was at least ten or twenty kilometers away. Judging from the structure, the base was dug directly inside the cliff, and outside the room with the window where Arthur was sitting was a sheer cliff, about fifty feet from the bottom of the cliff. It's not impossible to jump from here to escape, but the body of the boy Arthur is now manipulating is obviously not as durable and resistant to falling as King Arthur's original body. If he jumps from this height, he is afraid that he will break his leg.
Forget it, it's pointless to think about it. Now it's better to take a good rest and let the exhausted body recover after waking up from the stone statue.
Thinking like this, Arthur lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep dimly.
In his hazy mind------
"Your Majesty? Your Majesty?------" Someone was calling him.
Amid the haze, the black crow is particularly conspicuous. It didn't take Arthur a few seconds to know the origin of the crow. The crow was Merlin's familiar, and it was also the means by which Arthur and the others communicated after arriving in this different world nine hundred years later.
"Are you here in my dream?" Arthur opened his eyes and asked, "I really didn't know Harry had this ability."
"Normally, this ability cannot be used. The mental protection of ordinary people is too strong, and the Night Demon cannot sneak into the dream. However, His Majesty's current situation is relatively special. It is estimated that he is weak to a certain extent, so this spell succeeded. Your Majesty The current mental state can be dreamed by Harry, and it can also be dreamed by other demons, and there is a danger of indulging. The sneak attack."
"Is that so? That's really a pain for you," said the King of Knights. In reality, however, what he meant was [you're a nosy].
"Any news?" The King of Knights continued.
"I sent Harry to investigate. The current situation should be that France and England are at war and are in a stalemate." The black crow replied: "And you may not believe it, Your Majesty, the time has passed. It's over------"
"Ten years. Of course." The King of Knights was too lazy to listen to Merlin's nonsense and hurriedly interrupted. He already knew this information.
"It seems that you already know, Your Majesty." Merlin's answer was a little embarrassing: "In the past ten years, England, which had occupied most of France's territory, was killed because of the existence of a [Saint]. A huge obstacle has been reached. This [Saint] is the Joan of Arc we know."
"Well," Arthur sighed, "I don't find it strange at all."
Greenville had a natural talent for commanding battles, but was buried in the Order because she was a woman. In fact, her fighting ability and commanding ability are very strong, quite the true inheritance of her father Palinlor. Even if her consciousness has traveled through more than 900 years to present-day France, even if she loses her original memory, some "innate" advantages will still accompany her and continue to exist.
"Where is she now?" asked the King of Knights again.
"The French army is in the process of attacking the fortress of Turrell." Merlin replied: "Because of Joan of Arc's strategy, almost all the wooden defensive buildings of the British army were broken, and the British army had to retreat in Tullel. Well, keep your defense against the impregnable rock walls. The equipment used in the siege of the French army is too backward, and it is difficult to break through that kind of castle."
"Nevertheless, Greenville probably won't give up easily." The king of knights hummed: "Okay. I'll take care of myself and get all the equipment, and I'll rush to Turiel right away. I hope the French army will hold on. survive."
"Your Majesty, are you really okay with this?" Merlin asked.
"What's the problem?"
"I mean... Your Majesty, if you take action, it is equivalent to fighting against your own motherland..."
"Fart." Arthur said angrily: "The England that invades France now is not the Great Britain I know. In this war, the British army that invaded France has no mercy, and my knights of Great Britain have nothing to say. The mission of the regiment is very different. I would like to teach them a lesson for such unkind and unjust English invaders."
"But if you fight, Your Majesty, you're killing Britons—well, future Britons."
"As a soldier on the battlefield, they have to be prepared to be killed, no matter who kills them." Arthur felt that it would be meaningless to continue, and interrupted: "Okay. , let's not talk about it. The next target is Turrell Fort. You can continue to collect information."
"Yes, Your Majesty." The black crow suddenly took off from where it was standing, and flew away in a few seconds.
And it didn't take long for King Arthur to wake up from his dream.
As the sun sets on the west mountain, the afterglow of the setting sun just shines through the window, reflecting a golden yellow. After a little sleep, Arthur's body's fatigue recovered somewhat, but the pain was still there. No wonder, he can be said to have become a stone statue, where he remained motionless for ten years. How can the physical fatigue accumulated over the past ten years be completely eliminated after a short rest?
Tuliel Fort. Such a distant goal. There are still two most urgent goals to accomplish now, one is to find Bedivere, and the other is to recover Arthur's weapon [Seraph's Sword].
Knock knock knock. Someone knocked on the door at this time.
"Master Aslan, are you awake?" Someone whispered outside the door: "It's dinner time. If you wake up, come to the cafeteria to eat?"
The knocker is smart. Whether it was a knock on the door or a call, the volume of the sound was just right. If Arthur was still sleeping, he would not have been awakened by this sound, and if Arthur had woken up, he could clearly hear the sound and know it was time to eat.
"I understand, here it is." The King of Knights then climbed off the bed and got dressed.
When he went out, he thought it was Little Zust who was at the door telling him it was dinner time, but he didn't expect that someone else was actually knocking on the door to remind him (the man lowered his voice when he spoke, so he couldn't tell the difference). It was a handsome golden boy of about ten years old, with a face a bit like Little Zust.
"You are..." Arthur can't help but be a little stunned~IndoMTL.com~Joy Zuster, it is an honor to serve you, Lord Aslan. "The boy saluted:" It was my father who called me over to inform you to have dinner. Just hope it didn't disturb your rest. "
"Oh, of course not. I'm already awake," replied the King of Knights. So even little Zust has a son. But this is of course, the French are inherently more lustful, and early marriage and early childbirth are also common things. Old Zust is in his fifties. If his son Johnny Zust is in his twenties, he gets married and then has a 10-year-old son, which is quite normal.
"Then, this way please." Joey saluted again and started to lead the way, intending to lead Arthur to the dining hall all the time.
Arthur initially thought it was just an ordinary dinner in an ordinary cafeteria - until he saw a large group of scholars, businessmen and even from all over the world in fancy clothes officials.
They surrounded the lobby with water, and invariably cast their curious eyes on Arthur, who had just walked in.
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