It is very dangerous for a ship to sail in the dark. There are many invisible undercurrents and reefs near the islands, which may pose a threat to navigation.
However, there was an accurate nautical chart on the ship (it was indeed a ship of the Holy See!), which marked all the currents and reefs that might exist near the Tuscan Islands. Arthur only used a very dim oil lamp to sail according to the chart.
Avoiding extremely large and extremely small islands, as well as inhabited islands, I specially selected an uninhabited small to medium-sized island with a wide view and a circular structure to dock.
He quickly moored the boat he snatched from the Holy See knights on the crescent-shaped beach, using the surrounding natural cliffs as cover to cleverly hide the sailboat.
"Finally docked." When he saw Uncle Zuster dropping the anchor, Verne breathed a sigh of relief: "I can have a good night's rest!"
"No, you can't sleep." The knight said.
"Huh? But I'm so sleepy------"
"Bite your teeth and be patient, and I'll let you get enough sleep tomorrow. ------Come here, everyone." As soon as Arthur recovered the [Legion], he immediately walked to several birdcages at the stern of the ship and killed them mercilessly.
Homing pigeons and owls in dead cages.
After people got closer, he asked: "Do you know why there are two kinds of birds, homing pigeons and owls, on this boat?"
"There are two types of mail delivery: day delivery and night delivery." Joey Zuster replied with a playful smile.
"Correct." Arthur said, "Pigeons will fly around like blind men after dark. Unless they have received long-term professional training, they do not have the ability to fly at night. That's why the ship has prepared owls for night communication."
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"Is this necessary?" Witch Bayoletta asked: "The Vatican is less than two days' flight from here, and pigeons can fly faster. Unless you want to convey an emergency military situation, you don't need to prepare all night-flying birds, right?"
"What if they don't plan to let the owl fly to the Vatican at all?" Arthur asked rhetorically.
Bei, the church has its own [Inn] on the Tuscan Islands, where it can send and receive messages?"
"That's right. And they probably already know our whereabouts."
"But, how? We clearly destroyed all their fleets, but they didn't do anything?"
"It is precisely because they did nothing that our whereabouts were exposed." The King of Knights replied: "The fleet should have received an order similar to this, [use pigeons or owls to report safety to the inn every once in a while]. From then on
Judging from the flying speed of these birds, the interval is probably every few hours. But we wiped out all the Holy See’s fleet, and they didn’t have time to give the inn a chance to be safe. What do you think will happen next?”
"[Inn] will send a larger fleet over there to encircle us." Bei: "Damn it. Have you been plotted against?"
"It was bound to be calculated from the beginning------assuming all this is true." Arthur said: "That's why I hurriedly set off the ship and left Bastia first. However, although they planned
They besieged us, but they didn’t expect that we could defeat the members of the Papal Knights and the Holy Crusaders so quickly, and seize the ship and leave Corsica. Their fleet is now rushing to Corsica at full speed, and it is estimated that it will be soon
It will pass by our small island."
"Oh!" Johnny Zuster suddenly realized: "So as long as we keep a low profile, we can pass them by and avoid fighting."
Arthur shook his head and smiled: "On the contrary. As long as we keep a low profile, tonight is the time of hunting. We can destroy a large number of the Holy See's fleet and kill several Pope knights at the bottom of the sea. They thought they could lay a trap to deal with us, but they didn't expect us.
The ability is far beyond their imagination, and the hunter has become the prey."
Hearing what Arthur said, everyone suddenly became excited.
"What should we do specifically?" Bayoletta asked.
"No, you can't do anything. It's better to go and have a rest. The only ones in charge of hunting tonight are Bedi and Verne."
"What?" "Woof?" the child and the wolf shouted almost at the same time.
"Verne, you climb up to the high ground over there and set up the [Legion---Gun Formation]. When you see a fleet of ships passing by and within shooting range, shoot a few crossbows at each ship and fire them into the belly of the ship."
The large crossbows of [Gun Formation] are enough to sink the ship. As long as you perform normally, you will definitely win."
"Is it really so smooth?"
"Those idiot knights are all wearing full sets of heavy armor. They can't escape. Once the ship sinks, they will either be swept into the seabed by the whirlpool caused by the sinking ship and be shattered to pieces, or they will sink into the water and suffocate to death due to the weight of their own armor. Regardless.
No matter what, they couldn't be saved." Arthur said: "This island is quite far away from other islands. If anyone near the sunken ship puts down a small boat and plans to escape, they must be approaching this island. It only takes a crossbow to sink that kind of small boat.
Those ships are filled with heinous villains. Even the sailors among them are complicit. We don’t need to tolerate them. We must kill them all.”
"Okay." Verne nodded.
"By the way," Arthur turned to ask Bayoletta again: "If Bedi's [Fenrir Golem] was transformed from the ancient [Warg Golem Fenrir], its mobility should be
High enough to travel on water, right?"
The witch thought for a moment, "You have to ask the chief for details. But theoretically, yes, its performance has not been deteriorated due to modification."
"Then Bedi will be responsible for the surrounding vigilance. If there is a ship that Verne failed to sink, your [Legion--Wolf King] will scuttle it. There is no use in pursuing it. Just sink the ship."
, Do you understand?"
"Woof!" the big white wolf roared in reply.
"If my prediction is correct, there will be at least ten ships passing through this area tonight. The goal is to completely annihilate these fleets, and not a single ship will be spared. Can you do it?"
"Of course!" "Wow!"
"Then let's take action." The King of Knights jumped out of the boat and landed lightly on the beach: "Also, everyone, don't light fires randomly, and must not let our position be exposed. The first hit of the sneak attack is very important, it determines whether Verne can
Can we sink the opponent's ship quickly and accurately?"
"Wouldn't that mean we have to freeze all night?" Verne shuddered.
"I will prepare thick blankets and hot drinks for you." Arthur said and started to prepare. He tried to find a cave that could hide the firelight, and he really found it------it was actually a wide gap between the cliffs.
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The King of Knights piled some stones on the exposed side of the crack to cover the light, and soon lit a bonfire in the space inside the crack. Most of the fire and smoke were well hidden, making it almost impossible to see from a distance.
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"I have a question." When Arthur was boiling water and grilling fish, Bayoletta came over and asked, "The Pope Knight can summon those black demons. Even if they are killed, those black demons will still come out and attack us."
How should we deal with it then?"
"They won't." The King of Knights said.
"Are you sure?"
"That's a technique for summoning spirits, and it's not complete. That's why you people in the ivory tower can create weapons to fight against them. If I'm not wrong, the summoned spirits must be affected by the summoner and cannot
The principle summons the summoner to a certain distance."
"So, if a certain Pope Knight is buried under the sea far away from this island------"
"Even if their spirit bodies can be summoned, they can only linger around the corpse of the knight on the seabed forever. No matter how they show their teeth and claws, they can't threaten us on the island." Arthur smiled evilly: "
This is the weakness of the Papal Knights. They are afraid of naval battles."
"I hope your theory is not wrong." Bayoletta said worriedly.
"Whether it is correct or not can be verified immediately." Arthur smiled confidently: "Even if there is a difference between theory and practice, it is always a good thing to eliminate a large number of Pope Knights in one go."
"Yes, I couldn't agree more." The witch picked up a freshly grilled fish and started eating by herself.
"There is sea salt and pepper, beautiful lady." Johnny Zuster handed Bayoletta two bottles of well-sealed seasoning.
Arthur raised his eyebrows: "You actually carry something like this with you. Isn't it heavy?"
"Because I can't eat food without seasonings at all." Johnny said, sprinkling salt on the grilled fish and preparing another skewer of salted grilled fish for his son.
"Dad is very particular (persistent) in this aspect, so don't worry about it." Joey said with a wry smile.
"The child and the wolf have to stay out all night. Won't they be exhausted tomorrow? What should we do if we meet other Vatican fleets on the way?" Bayoletta asked again.
"As for Bedi, you don't have to worry. His endurance is very good." Arthur brought up the boiled water, "Tomorrow we will pretend to be the Holy See's ship and avoid fighting as much as possible. If fighting is still unavoidable, we will ram it at full speed.
Use boarding for hand-to-hand combat. My [Winged Angel] and your [Black Witch] can both do the job. Naval battles do not necessarily require [Gun Formation]."
"We can help operate the ship's cannon." Johnny Zuster also said: "As long as your face is not seen, that's fine, right?"
"Probably." Arthur carried the grilled fish and hot water and walked out to find Verne and Bedivere who were stationed on the cliff.
"Haha~" Sitting cross-legged on the open platform of the cliff, the young man yawned. He was actually a little sleepy.
"If you want to sleep, you can take a nap." Arthur came over with hot water and grilled fish, and also brought a thick animal fur blanket to Verne: "Bedi's night vision is also very good, he can just be on guard.
Any movement will wake you up."
"It's not too sleepy now." Verne replied, taking a bite of grilled fish: "Lord Aslan, is the church really that heinous?"
"If the speculation is true, and they really infected the entire Corsica with the Black Death in order to suppress us, then yes, these people are unforgivable." Arthur replied: "You will see the answer tonight. From
The larger the fleet passing here, the greater the darkness within the church."
"Then I sincerely hope that no ship will pass by this area tonight." Vern hummed in confusion.
"Are you pitying the enemy?" The King of Knights was a little unhappy.
"No, I just think, even if it is a church, there must be good people and bad people inside, right?"
"Yes. But what appears in front of us this time must be related to the Black Death. Even if these people are not pure bad people, they are accomplices of bad people. Such people are not worthy of pity."
"You might be right"
"In my time," King Arthur said suddenly, "turmoil, famine, tyranny, and death were rampant. In such a dark world, the children of the knight family would receive rigorous combat training from the time they were sensible, and were forced to take action at an early age.
Kill enemies. I killed people when I was six years old, and I couldn't count them on my ten fingers. When I was your age, the corpses behind me had already piled up in mountains.
But I have never regretted anyone I killed.
I know that I am by no means a righteous person, but I never force myself to kill people I shouldn't kill.
Every person I kill is either someone I hate from the bottom of my heart, someone who stands in my way, or the world would be a better place without such a person. No matter which one, I am in the process of defeating them.
Found meaning.
------I kill, therefore I am."
After listening to Arthur's words, Verne fell into silence, while Bedivere, who was lying aside pretending to sleep, moved his ears.
Then Verne seemed to have discovered something, and pointed to the distance in the northeast with a slightly trembling finger: "Lord Aslan, you are right, the church is indeed not innocent."
"How much?" Arthur turned his head and looked, but with his eyesight, he could only see some black dots the size of sesame seeds on the sea level.
"Twelve, no, twenty-one! It's a large fleet!" Verne exclaimed.