chapter 19

“Ah!?”

Alice’s eyes widened, and incredulity welled up on her face.

How can we cross the strait with just myself rowing?

I am no superman, I will faint from exhaustion.

Alice shook her head vigorously.

“Impossible!”

“Comrade, you must believe in the iron will of the great proletariat.” Merlin said with a serious expression.

“I’ll collapse from exhaustion halfway!” Alice thinks that it’s too unfair. What can only her own effort amount to?

“Then I will throw you into the sea to feed the sharks, and then row to Great Britain by myself.” Merlin grinned and uttered unceremoniously.

“That’s too excessive! You really don’t have a gentlemanly bone in your body!” This is the first time that Alice has met such a scoundrel like Merlin.

“A gentlemanly bone cannot be eaten, so you’d better behave.” Merlin is determined to use Alice as a slave.

“It’s not fair! We are in a partnership, how come only I have to work?” Alice knitted her slim eyebrows and yelled in dissatisfaction.

“Miss washboard, do you really take it to be the case?” Merlin crooked his lips and pointed at Alice, “Who said we are in a partnership? Please allow me clarify the situation, we are in a master-slave relationship, so you have to listen to me.”

“I won’t do it!” Alice threw the oars on the floor, thinking that only a fool would agree to this unjust arrangement.

“Oh? Since you won’t obey, then it can’t be helped…” Merlin’s face and gaze turned gloomy and chilly chilly respectively, and he placed his right hand on the hilt of his sword and threatened, “I will kill you and throw your body into the sea to feed the sharks.”

Frightened by Merlin, Alice’s face turned pale and her heartbeat stopped for a second. She recalled the scene of him cutting down the crusaders. He’ll slay me without even batting an eye, right?

She turned her head and looked at the scarlet sea, where the frenzy of sharks is swimming about, refusing to leave. They are probably waiting to eat some fresh human meat.

After thinking it over, Alice came to the conclusion — while there’s life, there’s hope. Maybe she could make it to Great Britain alive with her willpower.

“I…I agree reluctantly. Of course, it’s not because I’m afraid of your threats! But because I want to leave this wretched place too, that’s it!”

Seeing Alice’s shivering appearance, Merlin knows that she is lying. It seems that his deterrence is still useful.

“Okay, enough with the nonsense! We’re departing!”

“Wait, are you confident that we won’t be attacked at sea?” Alice said doubtfully, her eyes filled with concern, “I heard that there are plesions roaming in the Strait of Orkney. At the time, we relied on dragon dung to drive them away. If we don’t prepare something that can drive the sea monsters away, then we’ll be attacked. Even this frenzy of maneater sharks will bite the boat to pieces.”

“Dragon dung, don’t you guys find that it stinks?” Merlin frowned, expressing that he’s baffled.

“If you add some spices, then it’s not that smelly…” Alice answered awkwardly.

“There is dragon dung. Underground the Demon Palace, we have your Church’s saint dragon imprisoned. I chopped off its wings and use it as a watchdog.” Merlin said flatly. He recalled that the saint dragon was posturing at first, but then lay down on the ground to express its subservience.

If it wasn’t for him showing mercy, there should be a pure white dragon carpet in the Demon Palace right not.

“Saint Dragon Ives?” Alice asked in a shaky voice, a look of incredulity on her face.

“That seems to be its name. But now it goes by Pooch.” Merlin said in an unpleasant way.

Saint Dragon Ives — a Saint tier dragon that the Church has consecrated.

It is the sacred totem that circles the sky of the Temple of Rome.

I heard that it destroyed the invading Viking army with a sacred breath.

Why is such a powerful dragon now a watchdog!

Although I know that Lucifer III is very strong, but isn’t this ridiculous?

He can actually make a noble dragon submit.

Please don’t say such things randomly, giving me a shock that nearly fried my brain…

Alice broke out in a layer of fine cold sweat from her forehead. Distracted momentarily by to the tremendous shock, she forgot about her situation.

“Let’s go, chop-chop.” Merlin urged Alice to row.

“I… I still insist that we need something to drive away the plesions…” Alice hesitated. In the sea, plesions are at the top of the food chain.

“We don’t need anything like that, we have me.” Merlin spread his hands.

“Where does your confidence come from?” Alice’s head is full of question marks.

“It’s because in this world…” Welcoming the sea breeze, Merlin stepped on the bow of the boat, pointed to himself, and said —

“An enemy who can make me swing my sword a second time does not exist!”