"A well-made steel bow was lost like this?" Arthur asked when Goff buried the weapon in the soil.
"That was my usual weapon in the past. Carrying it with me would expose myself." The big man filled in the ground, messed up the scene, and arranged it to look like no one had ever touched the ground.
At this time, the three of them had transported enough clean water and food to the small boat, and at the same time thoroughly cleaned and disinfected them to ensure that there were no pathogens of the Black Death attached to their bodies. After everything was done, Arthur and Goff worked together to push the small boat.
boat, intending to return to the merchant ship.
"Next you, you may have to pass through the epidemic area," Elaine explained: "The Black Death is spread through the body fluids of living things, so stay away from the village and do not come into contact with the blood and excrement of sick patients."
"Where are the mosquitoes?" Arthur asked.
"It's very, very strange. Blood sucked by mosquitoes has no infectious ability. I haven't seen any medical records of transmission through mosquitoes. The same goes for hydra."
"Interesting." Arthur rubbed his chin with interest.
"So, just in case, if you touch anything dirty, wash your hands with this spirit. But, it's a pity that there is no soap here."
"What is soap?" Gove, who was listening on the sidelines, suddenly asked.
"It's the [soap ball] used for laundry in the upper class." Arthur replied, and at the same time gave Elaine a sullen look. This stupid bear actually casually said words that were out of date in front of ordinary people of this era. So.
Elaine's eyes flickered.
"Oh, um. That's a high-end product. And it's very expensive." Gove replied: "Can washing hands prevent the Black Death?"
"Hahaha..." Arthur smiled bitterly. The soap-making technology of this era was very backward, and soaps were expensive and rare luxuries. The commonly used soaps also smelled like ashes and animal feces.
Few people are willing to use it to wash their bodies. It is usually used to wash clothes or wash their hair. At the end of the palace where Arthur and Elaine entered the palace together, they did not use soap when taking a bath, but only used alcohol (strong) after taking a bath.
Alcohol) Disinfect the whole body.
Elaine took out a syringe and a bottle from her arms, which contained some black and red liquid: "This is me, my blood. Not everyone of your companions is immune to the Black Death. This is for you."
Emergency. Just use it when you need it. Use this to absorb his blood, mix it with my blood in equal proportions, and then heat it to inactivate it to make a vaccine."
"Inactivation?" Gove asked again.
"Uh, kill the poison, kill the poison, the [poison] of the Black Death." Arthur awkwardly smoothed things over for Elaine, and glared at Elaine even more fiercely. The fat man's eyes flinched again.
"...It's okay, you don't have to worry about me. I know you are not from this era." Gove said suddenly.
Arthur and Elaine's expressions suddenly became profound.
"Whether it is the way you treat diseases or the way you talk and behave, you are all ahead of the times. Although it is unbelievable, a series of miracles make me believe that even the most unbelievable things can be believed. So, you are from the future, right? How many years later?
?A thousand years?"
"Almost." Arthur replied calmly. Let's just admit it now. Although it is a bit different from the truth, it is not a thousand years later, but nine hundred years ago.
"So, you are indeed angels, traveling through time in the form of spiritual bodies, from thousands of years later to the present day?" Goff saw clearly: "That's why you have knowledge that people of this era don't have, and you control things you are unfamiliar with."
Body, do things you are unfamiliar with."
"How can you tell?" Arthur couldn't help but wonder.
"Your movements are very strange, I have noticed it a long time ago." Gove replied: "It is as if you were originally a young man who was at least six feet tall, but you were barely using the body of a boy who was less than five feet tall. Every movement is full of emotion.
A sense of incongruity. ------Oh, no offense, I'm not saying you are short now, I mean when I first met you two years ago."
This guy had seen through everything about Arthur two years ago.
"As long as a skilled warrior can see through it?" Arthur then asked.
"No, only someone with good eyesight and rich combat experience can see through it." Goff said: "For example, there are two people with extraordinary eyesight on your ship. One of them is a child and should not be able to see through it; the other seems to be a mercenary.
, and she is an experienced scout, she may be able to see through your true nature."
The two people respectively refer to Verne and Milan from the [New Moon Mercenary Group]. Verne is from Arthur's side, so it doesn't matter whether he sees through it or not. But Milan is from the mercenary group, so he can see through it.
It was a bad thing to know the details about Arthur. The King of Knights frowned even deeper.
"What about me?" Elaine asked.
"You are originally tall and fat, so there seems to be no uncoordinated feeling in your movements? Sorry, it is difficult for people with clumsy hands and feet to see the uncoordinated movements."
Elaine breathed a sigh of relief.
"I just want to tell you that I have sworn to protect Mr. Elaine. No matter who you are or what era you come from, I will keep my promise. I will never tell your secrets, don't worry.
"
"Then don't call him [Elaine]. The name he uses in this world is [Jofre]." Arthur reminded.
Goff nodded. The small boat was also approaching the big ship at this time.
"Why is there an extra person...?" Captain Devlanani asked warily. Naturally, he was not wary of Goff, a big man with a bandage on his head and body, who looked like he was about to die, but he was wary of possible dangers in this man.
Carrying the Black Death.
"This is Go...Mr. Goethe, a survivor of the village. Because he miraculously had immunity to the Black Death, Mr. Geoffrey asked him to accompany him as his assistant." Arthur
explained, while giving Elaine a wink.
"Yes, yes." Elaine nodded repeatedly: "And his whole body has been disinfected and he does not carry the Black Death."
"Really? Since Xiao Joffrey said so------" the captain breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, we have received the supplies, so let's set sail."
"No, my companions and I are planning to disembark." Arthur suddenly said, "I'll lend you your boat."
"Mr. Aslan suddenly stopped going to Naples?" the captain asked puzzledly.
"I just received news that my enemies are ambushing me in Naples and plan to attack me when I land." Arthur took off his coat and prepared a bag of gold coins: "So we have to take another road to Rome.
.I have been taking care of you all this time. Next...if you can help me keep the secret and hire a crew to wear my coat and set out from Naples to lure away my enemies as much as possible, then...
It couldn't be better. This may be a dangerous mission, so these one hundred gold coins are the cost of keeping secrets and hiring a substitute. Please accept it."
"No need." The captain smiled: "Little Joffrey's friends are my friends. Every sailor on my ship is my loyal subordinate, and they will never do anything shameless like betraying the distinguished guests on the ship. Don't worry.
Well, we will keep your secret and reach Naples, and find the most clever crew member to play you and lure your enemies away. You can safely take another road to Rome."
"Thank you very much." Arthur said as he bowed his luggage and handed the baggage to Captain Devlani.
"Take care, Mr. Aslan," Elaine said.
"Take care of yourself, Mr. Geoffrey." Arthur looked at Elaine intently and said in a thoughtful tone: "The trip to the Vatican is extremely dangerous, remember to protect yourself."
"Do you really want to take another way?" Arthur's companions got on the boat and saw the big ship going away. Verne asked: "It's obviously faster to go to Naples by boat."
"It won't be much slower here." Arthur said.
Taking the water route from Ajaccio to Naples was actually a long detour. Moreover, people in the church may have known about the connection between Arthur and Joan of Arc and had already ambushed Arthur in Naples.
If you take the land route, go north along Corsica from Ajaccio, and after reaching Cape Corsica, you only need to cross the Tuscan Islands, which has many large and small islands, to reach Fornonica on the other side of the sea.
There must be a fishing village near Cape Corsica. Find a place to rent a sailboat and cross the sea.
Taking the land route is actually an advantage for Arthur and his party.
A white horse sprang out of the jungle. It was naturally Xiaoxing's shape. He had already received a notice from Arthur and turned into a white horse to join Arthur.
"Huh? This horse looks familiar------" Verne asked: "Isn't this the white horse that Lord Aslan has been riding? How did he come to a place like this?"
"You made a mistake. This horse belongs to Mr. Goethe just now. He gave it to me." Arthur lied casually. Anyway, Verne was just a simple child and easy to deceive.
"Okay, okay..." the kid jumped on the wolf's back.
"Your horse wants to carry the two of us?" Bayoletta asked, "Isn't it too forced anyway?"
"His physical strength is very good, there is no problem." Arthur said, jumping on Xiaoxing's horse: "Hurry up, there is no time to waste here."
The witch sighed, not knowing whether she was lamenting Arthur's recklessness or simply being unaccustomed to riding a horse. She also jumped on the horse and sat behind Arthur.
There were two very soft and huge objects pressing against Arthur's shoulders.
"Uh." Arthur blushed.
"So, I said I would find an extra horse..." Bayoletta said awkwardly.
"Verne, sit behind me. Let Bayoletta ride Betty."
"Wow?!" "You want me to ride a wolf??" Bedivere and Bayoletta complained almost at the same time.
"What else can we do?" Arthur groaned.
"...Forget it, let's go." Bayoletta seemed more unwilling to ride a wolf than let Arthur take advantage. After all, it was really shameful to ride on that wolf. Verne was just a child.
It's okay, Bayoletta would never ride on something like that.
Moreover, Bedivere would certainly not let the witch ride. Letting a brat like Verne ride on his back was already the limit of what he could bear.
"...Okay, let's go." Arthur said angrily, patting the horse's neck lightly. He seemed to feel Xiaoxing's stomach twitching. Xiaoxing, this kid, had been suppressing laughter just now. (