Chapter 2716 One Hundred Years of Solitude (Thirteen)
Chapter 2716 A Hundred Years of Solitude
"Oh. Fenrir Golem. I really miss it." Bedivere couldn't help but sigh.
"Indeed. I really miss it." Arthur also said.
In 518 AD, in the last battle before the collapse, it was it that accompanied Arthur to the last moment of the decisive battle. This golem was once one of the keys to saving the world. Fenrir's golem may still be living in it.
Bediwell's original thoughts, the guys from the Mage Association, actually transformed them into...
The most surprising thing is not that the Mage Association found the Fenrir Golem, but that the Association actually has the technical ability to transform ancient artifacts.
"I know what you want to say. But actually transforming it is not that difficult. Just add a mind control device to the original control core, give it new commands, and create enough space magic in the ring to
Just store it." Rosa said.
"In other words, existing golems can also be transformed?" Arthur suddenly thought of something and whispered a few words in the chief mage's ear.
"It's possible, but you have to find it first." Rosa said: "It's easy to do once you find it. All that's left to do is to overcome the technical difficulties."
"This is simple. I will give you a detailed map. You can search according to the map. I will also mark the traps along the way." The King of Knights promised: "This is a return gift for you."
"Thank you."
"What are you talking about?" Bedivere had already jumped onto the warg golem. The white-haired human wolf was riding on the metallic mithril warg golem. The scene was quite strange. Unfortunately, there were no enemies in the ivory tower.
I can't find a place to try it out.
Arthur recovered them and quickly turned them into four rays of light and returned them to the ring: "It's time for us to go back."
"Not only do I have to send you back, but I also have to follow you." Witch Bayoletta sighed, and at the same time put on the ring given to her by the chief mage.
"That's right." Arthur said: "We will leave for Rome tomorrow. Don't delay."
"Please say this to your men, King Arthur." Bayoletta said deliberately sarcastically. The relationship between the two of them has not changed much.
Bedivere also recovered the Warg Golem, and took another look at Rosa before leaving, because Rosa looked so much like his wife Lianyin.
"Excuse me. Are you?" he asked.
"Perhaps." the chief mage replied ambiguously.
Bedivere frowned and said nothing more. Judging from the other party's answer, Rosa at least knew about Patimo's existence. But if she inquired further, the other party would not give any more information. He turned and walked away.
Transformed into the great white wolf and followed Arthur.
"How did you solve the problem of clothes?" Bayoletta glanced at the big white wolf and asked curiously: "Now there is only a saddle on my back. But I didn't see you wearing it when you changed back to your original shape."
"It's true. I just used fake clothes created by illusion to cover it up." Bedivere replied.
"They are indeed demons, they are quite perverted." Bei said, activating the teleportation device at the exit on one side of the hall. The three of them passed through the teleportation device and returned to the crystal garden of the Ivory Tower.
"But what to do next? Are you really planning to take a boat directly to the Vatican and get into trouble with the checkpoint set up by the Papal Knights as soon as you arrive at the port?" She asked again.
"No. First take a merchant ship from Marseille to Corsica, then take a fixed route to Naples, and finally depart from Naples and go north to the Vatican by land." Arthur said.
"There will still be checkpoints on the way before entering the Vatican."
"Yes. But it is better to exert the maximum power on land than to fight against the water in the port. Next, it depends on what actions Grand Marshal Gilles will take. If he really understands the information I gave him, he will definitely
Lead the army to attack through the waterway and distract half of our attention."
"He is a madman who studies black magic. Don't have high expectations for him." The witch said with contempt.
"Precisely because he is a madman who studies black magic and deals with demons, he is more reliable. It is almost 100% sure that he will use a large number of demons to attack the Vatican. The Papal Knights also seem to have a contract with demons. Let them fight each other, this
It’s called fighting poison with poison.”
"Yes, yes, just do as you say, Lord King Arthur." The witch shrugged and said, "I don't have a better plan anyway."
At this time, the three of them had already returned to the hotel room on the horse through the portal of the magic device. As soon as Bayoletta put away the magic device, the surrounding pseudo-shady barrier also disappeared without a trace.
"The Cole Caravan's cargo ship will leave tomorrow morning. Mr. Cole has promised to let us board the ship. Let's have a good rest tonight."
"So you know the big businessman Jacques Cole? What a great face."
"It's just a bit of a connection," the King of Knights said lightly.
"Who are you going to give the rest to?" Bayoletta just walked out of the guest room and turned around to ask: "Could it be ------"
"Oh, big sister------" Verne, who had just returned from the shower, was only wearing a pair of underpants. When he saw Bayoletta, he immediately covered his body with a towel.
"Verne, come here." The King of Knights took out a ring from the brocade box: "This is for you."
"Really? Give me such a valuable thing suddenly?"
"Anyway, put it on. Then you will understand everything." The King of Knights was too lazy to explain and planned to put it into the child's hands.
"You're crazy." Bayoletta turned pale when she saw King Arthur handing such an important legion symbol to such a child.
"You're not crazy. Verne is the best marksman I can find, and he will definitely be able to maximize his performance." The King of Knights said, "Don't believe it? Change the form. Verne, you see the rock on the opposite side.
Is it a petrel? Use your crossbow to knock it down, and this ring will be rewarded to you."
"Do you really want to fight?" Verne went to the window and took a look. The rock Arthur pointed to was actually a stone faintly exposed from the water on the side of the port. It was dark, and the stone was at least three hundred yards away from the hotel.
From here, the most you can see is a vague shadow of a seabird on the reef, like a white dot in the darkness. It is difficult for ordinary people to just see the seabird, let alone shoot it down with a crossbow arrow.
"Can't hit?"
"No. You can catch it. It's just pitiful to kill a petrel like this and not eat its meat." The young man replied: "My father said before that we should only hunt creatures when necessary. If not
To hunt it just to eat it is an insult to nature."
"Indeed." The King of Knights took out a crossbow arrow from Verne's equipment and used a knife to remove its arrow: "Then you can use this non-lethal arrow to shoot. As long as it hits, it doesn't necessarily need to kill.
Die it."
"It's still possible to hurt it." Verne said, "Can I choose the place where it's least likely to be hurt?"
"It's up to you to judge." Arthur said, putting the only crossbow arrow without an arrow and the light crossbow into the young man's hands.
Verne didn't say anything more. He picked up the crossbow and set it up by the window, aiming. The angle of his aim was quite upward. He licked his fingers with saliva again, stretched his hand out of the window to test the airflow, and seemed to be calculating.
Wind direction and wind speed.
The wooden crossbow arrow drew an incredible arc in the air, twisted and fell from the sky, and then lightly hit the head of the petrel on the reef, startling it. The frightened petrel hurriedly flapped
The wings escaped without seeming to be harmed at all.
"Hahahahaha, stupid bird!" Verne laughed like a child who had just finished playing a prank.
The King of Knights turned to look at the witch with a victorious smile.
"Yeah." Bei: "Not a bad talent."
"Eye of Death? Isn't it the Eagle Eye Technique?" Arthur asked curiously. Although he knew that there was indeed a difference between Verne's Eye Technique and the real Eagle Eye Technique.
Users of the Eagle Eye Technique, such as the former Ivan, can see through walls and see everything within the Eagle Eye Technique's perception range. But Verne's eyesight can only see clearly what he can see, which is slightly weaker than the Eagle Eye Technique.
.
"I don't know what the eagle eye technique you are talking about is. It is an ability that can modify the law of cause and effect. It has already involved the category of great magic and cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences. Well, I have no objection." Bayou
Leta turned and walked out of the room: "He is indeed a boy with good potential. Just talking about potential."
"Well, this is the reward." Arthur finally handed the ring to Verne.
"Is it really possible? I mean, is it really, really possible?"
"Lusuo. If you don't want it, I'll give it to someone else."
"Yes, of course!" The child took the silver ring and quickly put it on the middle finger of his right hand: "This is the token of love given by Lord Aslan, hahahahaha."
"Nonsense." Arthur rolled his eyes at the other party.
"Huh? Oh? Oh oh oh------" Then Verne started scratching and humming with interest. The ring was equipped with a memory transfer spell, which would automatically explain how to use it to the person wearing the ring.
"It's so magical. What is this?" Verne asked while understanding the usage of the ring.
"It can be deployed by you. There is no need to think too complicated, just use it when it is necessary." The King of Knights said: "At this point, even if you are asked to kill someone in battle, you won't hesitate, right?"
"Yes." The young man replied: "I have gone with Xiaoxing to deal with the bandits in the adult's territory before. If I want to kill the bad guys, I have already done it and I have realized it."
The Knight King frowned: "Xiao Xing?"
"It's not my business, don't worry about it." Verne seemed to have completely understood how to use it. He subconsciously touched the ring and said, "We are really going to participate in the war, right?"
"Yes. Since you came here, it means that you voluntarily participated in this war. You can't back down now." The King of Knights warned: "Go to sleep. We have to take a boat tomorrow morning."
"Huh? Is Mr. Aslan an old man for going to bed so early?" Verne put on his clothes and complained: "I just finished dinner not long ago, it's still early. It's rare to come to Marseille Port and go out for a stroll."
Well!"
"I'm not going." The King of Knights was already lying lazily on the bed: "If you want to play, go by yourself. Bedi, follow this kid closely to prevent him from being abducted."
"Woof!" The big white wolf shook its tail.
"Humph. Okay." Verne said angrily, took his crossbow and ran out. Bedivere naturally followed.
"Finally clean." The King of Knights yawned, closing his eyes to rest and thinking about the next strategy.
"So, where should we go next?" Verne just ran out of the backyard of the hotel and looked around. The night in the port city was full of life, and the air was filled with the smell of fish, sewers, and beer.
The smell of meat, and the aroma of barbecue. The sounds of gangsters, gangsters, sailors, and prostitutes playing and making noises also echoed throughout the city.
"Verne, what a chance encounter!" Before Verne could leave the hotel, a young man with white hair and blue eyes, wearing light blue short-sleeved casual clothes, appeared in the corner of the alley.
Verne recognized the other party in an instant, waved and greeted him affectionately: "Xiao Xing? Why are you here in Marseille too?"
Encountering a ghost by chance. Bedivere saw everything and thought to himself. Isn't that child the transformation of Xiaoxing? What happened to the young dragon? How could a proud dragon be so familiar with a human child?
"Dad is running a business, so I followed him." The white-haired boy transformed into Xia Shuanglong Xiaoxing smiled and said: "Since you are here too, do you want to play together?"
"Let's have a big meal first!" Verne took out a small bag of gold coins, which was the pocket money given to him by Arthur: "The grilled squid in Marseille is said to be the best in Europe. I have long wanted to try it!"
"
"Okay, let's go, let's go~~~" Xiaoxing ran towards the street with Verne, seeming quite happy.
"Heh." The big white wolf yawned and followed reluctantly.