Arthur opened his eyes and found that it was already dawn. Something next to him made a low snoring sound. The King of Knights turned his head to look. It turned out that he had been sleeping on the shoulder of Bedivere, the big white wolf.
Now Bediwell was sleeping soundly, snoring, and even used Arthur's backpack as a pillow. While sleeping on it, he subconsciously bit the shoulder strap of Arthur's backpack, leaving a large patch on it.
Traces of saliva.
"You guy!" Arthur twisted Bedivere's ears to wake him up: "What's wrong with the guard? Could it be that there was no one to guard him all night, so all the ships from the Holy See passed here?"
"No, I'm filling in for him." Bedao said, "It has been confirmed that no ship passed through the waters near here all night. The battle last night was all about it. You defeated the Roman navy miserably."
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"I hope so." The King of Knights pushed Bedivere's dog's head away and took back his backpack, but a section of the shoulder strap had been bitten by Bedivere's sharp teeth. With a strong pull, the contents of the backpack fell apart.
It slid out with a swish and fell to the ground.
"You are so clumsy." Bayoletta sneered and sarcastically said, and then she happened to catch a glimpse of something wrapped in cloth that slid to her side. There was a metallic luster inside, shining in the sunlight.
"Hmm?" The witch reached out to touch the fabric curiously. As soon as she touched the fabric, Arthur exclaimed: "Be careful! Don't touch anything!"
The King of Knights quickly rushed over to take back the thing, but the fabric wrapping the thing slipped away at the same time, and a strange metal book came into Bayoletta's eyes.
"This is?"
"The Forbidden Book from the Abyss," Arthur carefully wrapped the book in cloth again: "Anyone who touches it will fall into madness. It probably wanted to trick you into touching the book just now. It's so dangerous, so dangerous.
Don’t relax even for a moment.”
"Abyss**? No, that's black magic." Bayoletta showed a look of disdain: "You actually run around with such a dangerous thing, are you also a black magician?"
Arthur frowned and said: "You can't throw this thing away at all. Once you identify with me, it will always follow me. Why do you think this is a black magic book? Have you seen it somewhere before?"
"Of course I have." The girl shrugged and said, "Didn't I mention the assassin who betrayed the Ivory Tower last night? He has been running around with this kind of metal book with a weird cover, and he never
Let others touch that book. There were similar rumors in the Ivory Tower a long time ago, saying that Fernandez was a necromancer and an evil black magician, and that book recorded the secrets of black magic."
"Interesting." Arthur's expression suddenly became serious.
So Master Fernandez has another "Abyss Grimoire" in his hand.
Arthur has two grimoires in his hand. Among them, "Abyssalde: Dimensions" (abyssalde: dsions) is a book describing enchantment techniques. Arthur learned a lot of enchantment techniques from it, including. And he learned a lot of enchantment techniques from the book.
What you understand is actually the "deep basic principles" of enchanting technology. As long as you know the basic principles, you can derive and apply what you have learned from the enchantments of other weapons. The enchantments you later understand are learned through contact with weapons. "Abyss Grimoire"
"It is such a powerful magic tool that grants people more than just a single piece of knowledge.
The other grimoire in Arthur's hands is "Abyssalde: The Word of Vision" (abyssalde:), but Arthur has not paid for this book, so he cannot obtain the contents of the book for the time being. He just gets the book.
.From the perspective of the previous owner of "Mantra of Visions", this book should describe the technique of manipulating the undead. The previous owner of the book manipulated something called "Swamp Wraith" to attack Arthur.
A group of people, and it manipulated it extremely skillfully, obviously using the knowledge in the book.
Arthur didn't know what knowledge the "Abyss Grimoire" in Fernandez's hand was about, but he was certain that it was not necromancy, because Mobius Maiyu, the Demon of the Abyss, could not have recorded the same knowledge in
In two different grimoires.
Since the "Abyss Grimoire" in Fernandez's hands is not a book related to necromancy, what is it? Fernandez is a "necromancer". Is there a misunderstanding?
Arthur tied a knot on the broken shoulder strap of the backpack, simply dealt with it for the time being, and continued to use it. Moreover, he gave Bedivere a hard look.
"Woof?" The big white wolf tilted his head pretending not to understand. The King of Knights almost wanted to kick the stupid wolf off the cliff.
"There are omelettes for breakfast!" When the people watching on the cliff returned to the camp, the Zusters and his sons had already prepared breakfast. Johnny seemed to have found some eggs from some birds somewhere, and just put them in his ready-made breakfast.
On a metal plate, using the heat of the campfire, olive oil was put for frying. The tempting aroma of the fried eggs wafted around the island.
"You are really a gourmet." Arthur smiled bitterly, took the omelette and ate it with the boiling hot water. It should be the eggs of petrels or seagulls. These birds are very common on this island, but they
Building a nest on a cliff by the sea is very difficult for ordinary people to reach. But with Johnny Zuster's skills, it is easy to obtain such nutritious and high-grade ingredients.
"How is it? Is it delicious, Lord Aslan?" Joey Zuster asked expectantly: "I got this back!"
"You took it? Aren't you afraid of getting hurt?" Arthur finished the omelette in one bite. The omelette was seasoned just right, and the sweetness of the yolk echoed in his mouth.
"Don't be afraid. This is also part of the training of a vampire hunter." Joey said: "If you are not agile enough and can't even climb a cliff, it will be difficult to survive in the territory of vampires in the future."
The truth seems to be this.
"Dad, do you still want to do morning exercise today?" Joey asked again: "It seems like we are about to board the boat and set off?"
"Forget it today, we can't delay the formation of Lord Aslan." Johnny replied: "As an alternative, you have to run thirty laps on the deck of the ship."
"Okay." Joey nodded.
"Then, Lord Aslan," the big vampire hunter tidied up the camp: "I will go to the boat to prepare it so that we can set off at any time."
"Okay." The King of Knights nodded and watched the big man go away.
"Don't look at Dad like that, he is actually very anxious." After his father walked away, Joey said: "Grandpa was responsible for training other young vampire hunters in the Corsica base that was hit by the Black Death.
.As a result, the Brotherhood's base was destroyed, and more than thirty trainee hunters were killed or injured. Grandpa's whereabouts are also unknown, and his life or death is uncertain."
"Mr. Zuster is missing?" Arthur couldn't help but stare: "The old man is fifty years old, right? Isn't this very dangerous?"
"Yes. And we searched all over Corsica but couldn't find grandpa." Joey said: "According to speculation, he should have been forcibly taken away from Corsica. But other than that, there is nothing."
clue."
Johnathan Zuster was the first vampire hunter Arthur met after he came to this other world. He was still a strong man at the time and had excellent demon hunting skills. Together with Arthur, he hunted the seventh ancestor Vandermee.
An. But time is not forgiving. After more than ten years, everything has changed. The old Zuster, who is in his fifties, should no longer be suitable for fighting. Arthur even doubts whether the old man can still wield it.
It is a heavy silver whip used for hunting vampires. The old man is not strong enough, and he may be infected with the Black Death, or he may even be kidnapped by someone. This is really worrying.
"Johnny was so ignorant that he didn't tell me such a thing." Arthur complained.
"Dad said that Mr. Aslan had a mission and should not be disturbed by such trivial matters, so he didn't say anything." Joey shook his head and said, "And grandpa is probably in danger."
"So you just gave up the search?"
Joey grimaced: "Well, this is the fate of retired vampires. Even his father has made many enemies now, and is often hunted by various demons and vampires. Vampire hunters who are too old to fight are basically
We are used to not getting a good death."
"Then you guys are having a hard time." Arthur walked towards the ship, taking out the navigation chart and thinking about something.
There is an x mark on the island of Elba on the nautical chart, and judging from the arrival of the fleet encountered last night, the church must have a "station" on the island for the Roman navy to station on the island.
If the ship sailed to Elba like this, it might encounter more warships and lead to another battle. Arthur originally planned to bypass Elba and go directly to the port city of Fornonica.
But he thought about it carefully and decided to let the ship sail directly to Elba Island.
"Standing still like this?" On the boat, Verne was discussing something with Bayoletta. Verne's clothes were neatly arranged on both sides of the sailing deck, as if he was on guard for something.
"That's right, it's better to arrange it like this. You can fire directly when attacked." Bayoletta said: "And the legion golem will not consume magic power when it is motionless. Instead, it can draw magic power from the surrounding environment."
To restore oneself, the magic power recovery speed is better than storing it in the ring."
"What is the magic power that the elder sister is talking about? I don't understand very well. Aren't these golems all perpetual motion machines?" Verne scratched his head and said.
"There is no perpetual motion machine in this world." The witch replied, "Even if you use great magic, you can't do it."
Arthur shook his head, not wanting to participate in the discussion between the two people, but he still summoned him and asked Bei. Mine can also be arranged under the cabin and ready for rowing at any time. As long as they are not rowing, there will be no magic consumption.
Really?"
"Yes." The witch replied.
"Today is a beautiful and sunny day, and the wind direction is just right. Let's use the sail to move forward, Captain." Johnny Zuster said jokingly, putting away the anchor.
"Very good. Let's sail!"
"Set the ship!" the big vampire hunter shouted, raising the sail.
Riding on the wind, the white-sailed warship collected from the Holy See slowly sailed out eastward, heading in the direction of Rome. The next stop was the "Inn" on the Island of Elba, and his intuition told Arthur that there was a big battle going on.