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At this moment, a pitch-black nightmare horse also stopped outside the window. Its four hooves, burning with lust, stepped on the empty sky. On the handsome horse's back sat Artemisia and Nidalee. Nightmares are flying creatures. The reason they didn't walk in the air before was entirely because Nidalee, the leopard girl, couldn't fly.

"Can your nightmare seat three people? Irene is paralyzed, and she can't fly!"

Indrognir said in panic. She flapped her wings hard but still couldn't lift Irene off the ground.

"I can't sit! Two people is the limit. Anyway, you and Aenarion can turn into flying things. Run quickly and don't worry about your maid! Isn't it the same for all of you emperors and princesses? In order to protect Constantinople and your own safety, you gave up the whole of Asia Minor, most of Greece, and also my hometown and compatriots. What's the harm in giving up a maid now?"

Artemisia was a little anxious. Although her nightmare was black, the horse's mane, tail, and four hooves were burning with extremely conspicuous pink magic flames, like bright lights in the darkness. Some guards saw the nightmare walking in the air and were shouting in Latin on the ground!

It doesn't matter whether Indrognir lives or dies, but don't trap Aenarion and me here.

"Don't you dare talk about us like that!"

Indrognir was so angry that tears came to his eyes.

"As a princess of the Eastern Roman Empire, I can apologize to you, your hometown, and your relatives. Today, this declining empire does not have enough power to save its subjects, let alone protect you and your hometown from the Ottoman army. But, but we did not mean it! There are no cowards in the Palaiologos family, and we will never abandon our companions!"

"Alright! Can you two go somewhere safe to argue? The Venetians have spotted us!"

Aenarion Understands

In Latin, the guards were shouting "Get down now! Or I'll shoot!"

He stretched out his right hand and cast another beast curse. Under the surprised gaze of the two girls, the defenseless Irene was transformed into an orange hamster. Then he transformed himself into a falcon again, grabbed the chubby little thing with his sharp claws and flew high.

The second time I transformed into an eagle and flew, I was much more skilled than the first time.

Indrognir looked at Aenarion with gratitude. Artemisia had not expected that the little princess would be willing to humble herself and apologize to a lowly pirate like herself. The two women shut up one after another. An eagle, a horse and a dragon spread their wings and flew high. The castle guards raised their bows and muskets, ready to fire, but were afraid of hurting the princess by mistake. They could only rage helplessly below. Under the cover of night, the five of them fled the castle directly and swooped towards the dock of Naxos!

"Nidalee and I can sail, little Roman princess. Can you and your maid sail? Aenarion, nod if you can, shake your head if you can't!"

Artemisia knew everything about the Aegean Sea.

Aenarion shook his eagle head and said, "I'm a time traveler, where can I go to take the medieval ship driver's license exam?"

"Neither I nor Erin will."

Indrognir said with some shame.

"Tsk, you want to rob a big ship? Well, then rob a small sailboat! This place is closest to the Peloponnese Peninsula of the Eastern Roman Empire. We won't be poisoned or assassinated if we go there."

Artemisia made up her mind and rode Nightmare towards the sea. The dark horse left a series of fleeting flaming hoof prints in the air and arrived at the port in an instant. She randomly picked a small sailboat that was only ten meters long and flew the flag of St. Mark, and swooped down from the sky!

"who!"

"Alert! Alert!"

The sailors on the ship cried out in surprise, and Artemisia glanced casually with her eyes as cold as an iceberg. Six pink chains whizzed out from the mark of Slaanesh on her left hand, dancing in the air like poisonous snakes, tightly binding everyone's necks. In just a few seconds, these mortals became slaves of the Hungry Lady.

"Draw your weapons, slit your neck, and jump into the sea."

Artemisia looked around at her new servants and found that there was not a single professional among them. She directly issued a suicide order, and by killing them, she restored her number of orders and mana.

The six sailors showed fanatical smiles, excitedly drew out the scimitars at their waists, cut their necks, and then, in the pain of suffocation and bloodthirstiness, jumped into the sea with smiles on their faces, stirring up blood-red flowers on the surface of the harbor.

Although they were once enemies, Artemisia and Nidalee were old teammates on the same ship after all. The Leopard Woman easily climbed up the mast in beast form, then regained her human form and worked with Artemisia on the deck to raise the sail again, spread it, and adjust the direction according to the wind direction. Indrognir hurried into the lower cabin and pulled up the anchor, while Aenarion was responsible for cutting the ropes that secured the ship to the dock.

But at this moment, the sound of hurried horse hooves came from the dock. Aenarion looked up and saw that the mercenary governor, with his ten level 4 warriors wearing Gothic plate armor, had already caught up with them on horseback! And their ship had not yet left the port!

Chapter 34: Battle of the Ship

"Artemisia, they are chasing us! Start the boat immediately!"

Aenarion raised his shield, stood on the deck, placed his musket on the shield, and aimed at the cavalrymen in the distance. Seeing this, the governor immediately ran in front of the ten cavalrymen and cast a spell. The surging arcane magic power formed a dazzling and gorgeous magic shield in front of him.

[Shield]: A first-level magic spell that consumes 1 point of magic power. It creates a large magic shield in front of you, with defense +4 and a 60% chance of blocking small firepower such as bullets, arrows, javelins, etc. projected from the front.

Aenarion recognized the spell at a glance and was forced to give up the idea of ​​shooting. He turned to a spear-holding counter-cavalry posture, and quickly gave himself an inertial armor and vitality spell. A set of silver scale armor and a pale skeleton wrapped around his tall body, turning into a bright silver star in the darkness.

Artemisia and Leopard Woman adjusted the angle of the sail and the hull according to the wind direction. The small boat slowly left the port with the evening breeze of the Aegean Sea, but the speed was still too slow. The three warriors left the protection of the magic shield, and as if to show off their superb horse skills, they directly rode their horses into the air!

Three horses drew three gorgeous curves in the air and were about to jump directly onto the boat!

Aenarion's eyes flashed with purple light, and he tried to turn a knight into an animal to relieve the pressure on his side, but these fourth-level warriors were extremely strong and resisted the beast curse with their physical strength!

But it doesn't matter, these level 4 professions can resist the curse, but their horses can't! He directly turned a knight's horse into a fat, furry sheep.

"What—"

"Where's my horse?!"

The knight grabbed the empty reins and rode a small sheep, his eyes wide open in astonishment. The lamb weighing more than 40 kilograms could not bear the terrifying weight of the knight, who weighed more than 100 kilograms including armor. The two of them dragged each other and fell into the sea together with long screams, splashing green waves on the tranquil sea surface.

With his heavy Gothic full-body armor, it would be difficult for him to crawl out from the bottom of the sea.

Be careful in your life.

"Da da."

However, with the sound of crisp hoofbeats, two other horses carrying Venetian knights leaped onto the deck of the cabin. In such a narrow environment, it was difficult for the cavalry to take advantage. They jumped off their horses directly, drew their shields and Atkan scimitars and fought on foot. On the dock, three more warriors flew across the sky!

Aenarion did the same thing, casting another instant bestial curse, turning one man's horse into a sheep, causing the second knight to scream and fall into the sea, but still unable to prevent the other two from successfully boarding.

Only at this moment was the sailboat far enough from the shore that the last four knights and Governor Jack dared not jump on board and had to rein in their horses and stop at the shore. However, four level four warriors still managed to board the ship successfully.

"Dear Madam Governor! Why are you leaving? Did I fail to entertain her well? Quick! Bring her back safely!"

Jack stood on the shore on horseback and shouted loudly. The four knights who had successfully boarded the ship rushed over murderously. The four knights on the shore also rode on horseback, drew their bows and arrows, and with the creepy sound of the strings vibrating, they shot deadly arrows at the sailboat!

Inarion hurriedly retreated behind his shield. Two arrows hit the leather shield heavily. The strength of these knights was so great that Inarion's left arm went numb. The two sharp arrows pierced through the kite shield directly, revealing their terrifying edge in front of Inarion's eyes.

"Drive these four away! Nidalee! Cover us with fire!"

Aenarion held up his shield and blocked the stern. Nidalee stood on a mast dozens of meters high and threw her spear. The rune spear swooped down like a meteor and shot towards the knight on the shore. Although it failed to pierce the plate armor, the huge force still knocked a knight off his horse and to the ground. The ferocious spear turned into flying leaves and condensed again in her hand.

Artemisia's face was frosty, and her right hand turned into a slender, ferocious curved scimitar, blocking a knight's slash. The two of them brandished their swords and fought together. The two scimitars drew gorgeous and strange curves in the air, sweeping, slashing up, and chopping down, and colliding with each other continuously, accompanied by the clanging sound of metal and splashing sparks all over the sky. After a round of fierce fighting, Artemisia actually fell into a disadvantage, suppressed by the plate knight's superb swordsmanship, and was defeated.

Indrognir also transformed into a dragon and fought with the second knight. Although the dragon hatchling was very weak, the knight did not dare to hurt her and was barely slowed down by the little dragon. Finally, the two of them rushed towards Aenarion with murderous intent and smashed the Atkaan scimitar in his hand into the air.

The governor only said that he wanted Xiaolong alive, it doesn't matter if the others are killed!

Aenarion tried to keep his distance, kill one with his musket, and then use the length advantage of the weapon to slowly consume the enemy. However, the spear had a weakness, that is, the spear was more than two meters long, and only the top of the spear blade, which was several dozen centimeters long, had killing power. The more than one meter long wooden pole at the back had little killing power. As long as the fight was done in close combat, the length advantage of the spear could be offset to the greatest extent.

The two men were too experienced in combat. They dodged the spearheads with ease and engaged in close combat, forcing Aenarion to only defend himself and unable to fight back. The pressure they brought to him was not as great as that brought by the leopard girl. After all, that girl had maxed out her strength, plus the bonus of the leopard's beast transformation, giving her an overwhelming advantage in strength. Although the two plate armor warriors in front of him were skilled, their strength was not much better than his.

With the help of the inertial armor and this shield, his defense has increased to 10, making him an excellent front-line unit. Coupled with the super life granted by the vitality spell, even if he cannot beat them, it will not be easy for two level warriors to kill him!

The two plate armored warriors fighting against him were not panicked. Our attacks were endless, while your wooden shield and your defensive spells were being depleted every minute and every second. Victory was only a matter of time.

Everyone on the deck was fighting fiercely, and the Governor and four knights on the shore were also fighting. The Governor aimed his gorgeous hollow magic shield at the Leopard Woman on the mast, perfectly blocking every spear she threw and directly destroying her long-range attack. The four knights hid behind the magic shield and quickly shot at the Leopard Woman on the mast.

The bowstring snapped, the arrows whistled, four sharp arrows missed, and four sharp arrows pierced the chest. The Leopard Girl showed a look of pleasure in the pain, pulled out the arrows, and allowed her flesh and blood to regenerate quickly.

Seeing that this guy possessed a strange ability to regenerate flesh and blood, the four knights changed their target, drew their bows and shot arrows at Artemisia. It was another round of rapid shooting. Eight whistling arrows seriously interfered with the attack rhythm of the Slaanesh Paladin. One arrow pierced the gap in the armor and hit her tender flesh. Another arrow directly penetrated the calf that was not protected by armor, splashing out streaks of scarlet blood.

Artemisia staggered and almost fell to the ground. The knight seized the opportunity and slashed her chest with a knife. The sharp blade rubbed against dozens of armor plates, creating a scarlet spark and forced her to retreat step by step. Even with the protection of the armor, one of her ribs was broken!

The Mark of the Lord of Pleasure is very useful when bullying low-level enemies, but it is a bit tricky when facing high-level enemies like this.

"Nidalee! Come down! Deal with the enemies on the boat first! Don't worry about the people on the shore!"

Seeing that the situation was overwhelmingly unfavorable to him and that he was being defeated by the enemy's sword and shield tactics, Aenarion suddenly had an idea and decided not to fight these powerful warriors head-on on the battlefield.

His eyes turned purple

Ripple cast a charm spell, an invisible mental shock that passed over the two dismounted knights and directly hit the mind of a warhorse. The horse was stunned for a moment, and then walked over under the guidance of Aenarion's spirit.

"Rou, move away! Be careful not to get hurt, this spellcaster is so tough! I know that spellcasters need some defensive spells to ensure their survival on the battlefield, but the amount of protection he has stacked is too outrageous!"

The two knights were concentrating on hacking at Aenarion's shield and bones. When they saw their horses, which were so close to them, coming towards them, they were completely defenseless and complained.

And the next second, the warhorse betrayed its master under the charm of Aenarion.

It turned around, pointed its butt at its rider, and kicked back with its strong, agile hind legs like a cannonball, directly kicking a knight off the deck and falling heavily into the blue sea!

If I can't beat you head-on, I'll attack you from behind and kick you into the sea!

The Leopard Woman looked at Aenarion's sunny tactical play thoughtfully, and transformed into a leopard weighing hundreds of kilograms. With a bloodthirsty roar, she jumped down from the mast and smashed heavily on the head of the second knight. The two men tangled in a ball, rolled on the deck for several rounds, and both fell into the sea. After a while, a big golden cat, wet all over, climbed onto the boat, shaking off the water on its fur all over the boat.

Yes, your armor is awesome, even the Rune Spear cannot penetrate it. But, it would be fine if you just wore a breastplate, but how dare you fight on a ship wearing full body plate armor?

Aenarion charged forward, shield raised, and strode to Artemisia's side to block the arrows shot from the shore for her. After shaking off the water for a while, the Panther Woman pounced and bit the enemy who was fighting with the Paladin of Slaanesh. With two knights falling into the water and Aenarion blocking with his shield, the battle situation on the sailboat suddenly changed from the shameless Venetians' nine against four to the righteous four against two of Aenarion and his men.

"Oh God! Stop cumming!"

Governor Jack cursed as he saw that all the arrows were blocked by the damn shield bearer.

"Quick! Salvage the four knights who fell into the water! Everyone else, prepare a speedboat to give chase! No matter the lives of the others! But we must get the little princess back! Quick, quick, quick!"

Chapter 35: Veteran's Mark

A large ship often requires dozens of people to move, and the Venetian galley requires eighty oarsmen to row and a dozen sailors to operate the three sails hung on three masts. It is not that they can set sail right away. If they want to give chase, they can only use small boats that are not very threatening. As long as they defeat the last two knights on the ship and escape from the port, they will win!

Seeing them sailing away, Aenarion gave up blocking and used his musket as a spear, transforming himself into a lance and shield soldier, along with Artemisia and the Leopard Woman, to beat up a knight. The enchanted warhorse also ran over, kicked its hooves, and joined the three in the righteous beating. Blades, spear tips, claws, and horse hooves attacked from all directions. If the Gothic plate armor had not been so sturdy, the fourth-level warrior would have been torn to pieces by the three men and the horse.

The second knight was still being entangled by Indrognir. He didn't dare to kill the princess, nor could he suppress a young dragon by brute force. The battle came to a stalemate. It seemed that their failure was only a matter of time!

Aenarion and Nidalee took advantage of the length of their weapons and stood several meters away, holding rune spears and muskets on the left and right, aiming at his legs and stabbing and sweeping, trying to trip him to the ground. Artemisia stood in front and waved her curved blade, forcing him to retreat again and again. The enchanted horse butted his head from behind, blocking the knight's retreat route. Two spears swept from the side and hit his calves hard, making him lose balance and fall to the ground.

"Roar!!!"

Nidalee instantly transformed from a human to a leopard. The beast weighing more than 28 kilograms stepped on his chest. With her 18 points of terrifying power, she firmly suppressed the knight with only strength, making him lie on the ground unable to move. Aenarion was quick-handed and used the tip of his spear to pick open the steel mask of the Gothic helmet, exposing his fragile face directly to the air. Then he stabbed a spear into his eye socket, causing the knight to scream miserably amid bright blood.

His whole body twitched and squirmed wildly, but he was pinned to the deck by the Leopard Woman and could not move.

Aenarion drew out the spear tip, now stained with blood and brains, and stabbed him in the face several more times, until the screams faded to silence, and then he withdrew.

And now, there was only the last knight on the entire ship. He looked at his dead brothers, then at the murderous Aenarion and others, and fearlessly waved his scimitar and launched a counterattack with his shield. He was outnumbered and died heroically in the crazy besiege of four men and one horse, but until the end, he did not show the slightest fear, as if he was a cold and ruthless killing machine that only knew how to carry out its mission.

Two knights were knocked to the bottom of the sea and fell in a pool of blood. Four war horses stood innocently on the deck, paddling their hooves, not knowing what had happened.

"Indrognir! Can't you fly? Listen to Nidalee and help her adjust the sails! I'll control the direction of the ship! Aenarion, take off a knight's helmet and look at his temples to see if there is anything strange!"

Artemisia ran down the wooden ladder to the rudder at the stern, gripped the steering wheel, and controlled the course of the small sailboat.

艾纳

Ryan glanced around and found that the sailors had used fishing nets to salvage the four knights who had sunk into the sea onto a small boat and were trying to rescue them. The damn governor and four other knights had also boarded the boat. The sailors hurriedly hoisted the sails, raised the anchor, and prepared to set off.

These plate knights are too difficult to deal with. I took great pains to kill two of them. If they catch up with me and I board them, I will have to fight eight of them! We must not be caught up!

"Aenarion! Is the helmet off?"

Artemisia's voice came again.

"I'll see now!"

Aenarion withdrew his gaze and stripped off a Gothic helmet from a corpse. Under the helmet was a bloody face that was stabbed by a bayonet and whose shape was unrecognizable. Under the long golden hair, above the eroded face, there was a pair of pointed ears, and there was nothing unusual about the temples.

He took off the second soldier's helmet and found that this elf looked a little older, with a silver-iron crescent tattooed on the right side of his face.

"He has a silver crescent moon tattooed on his temple! It's the size of a fingernail! What does this mean?"

As Aenarion told her of his discovery, Artemisia, who was steering the ship, looked visibly gloomy.

"I knew that the weapons and styles of these ten elves were too strange. They wore Gothic plate armor from Northern Italy, carried Greek elven longbows, and held Ottoman Atkan scimitars. Their fighting styles were too similar... These ten people were not Venetian knights at all, but Ottoman Janissaries, a standard ten-man squad of Janissaries!

They wore Western European Gothic plate armor to disguise their identities, but their weapons were still the scimitars and bows and arrows they were good at using. The moon on their heads was the service tattoo of the Janissaries. If they served for more than ten years, they could get a silver moon tattoo, and if they served for more than a hundred years, they could get a gold moon tattoo. It was the proof of the glory of these slave soldiers.

"What? These are the Janissaries? The Ottoman elven slave soldiers?"

Aenarion was startled.

"That governor has connections to the Ottoman Empire?"

“I don’t know. Maybe he is a spy planted by the Ottomans among the Venetians. Maybe the entire Republic of Venice has sided with the Ottomans. You know, the Ottoman Empire is the end of the Silk Road. The entire Commercial Republic of Venice relies on buying goods from the Far East from the Ottomans and then reselling them to Western Europe to make money. These businessmen have no concept of religion or race, only interests. I am not surprised at all that they are mixed together.

Anyway, we are in danger now. The Ottomans probably already know about Indrognir and the marriage. Try not to get close to land. The Ottoman infantry is invincible, but the navy is so weak that they can only issue privateering licenses to pirates to attack the huge Venetian navy and fleet. There is no need to worry for the time being."

Artemisia snorted and took out the [Air Control] wand she had snatched from Caesar's Pride. A beam of blue light shot up into the sky, and her own sailboat sailed out rapidly with the wind, and under the cover of night, it sailed into the unknown darkness.

Until this moment, the Governor's sailboat had just begun to set sail, but was trapped in the harbor by the second magic of Artemisia's staff with a headwind. After struggling for a long time to get out, Aenarion and his party had already disappeared into the dark sea without a trace.

Chapter 36: Caledor and the Dragon Prince

After sailing for an unknown amount of time, the group barely escaped the pursuit of the Venetians. Irene's paralyzing poison had not yet dissipated, so she was put in the cabin to rest.

Indrognir, on the other hand, huddled under the mast, hugging his slender white calves, sobbing softly, and shedding a few tears of grievance.

A child who has not yet reached adulthood, who has the most sacred and happy fantasies and aspirations for marriage and future spouses, would be willing to marry Dandolo, a super old monster who is over 300 years old and has ruled the Commercial Republic of Venice for 256 years? It is said that he is not only blind, but also vicious and cruel, with a haggard and thin face, and all human appearance has disappeared over the long years.

She had made a great determination. For the sake of her family, her empire, and to ask the Venetians for a naval fleet as a dowry to fight against the Ottomans, she was willing to give up her future and fantasies. She almost decided to sacrifice herself and marry that old monster with a martyr's mentality.

But now, these Venetians are actually mixed up with the empire's greatest enemy, the Ottoman Empire? What is the point of my determination and sacrifice? ! Could it be that the old man has been deceiving me from the beginning?

Thinking of this, Indrognir felt even more aggrieved, and tears fell like a kite with a broken string.

Aenarion was counting the spoils at the moment. A complete set of Gothic full-body plate armor could be sold at a high price of 1500 Grosso silver coins in Izmir, and there was a shortage of people. Two sets would be 3000 silver coins. Their scimitars, shields, and bows and arrows were also not ordinary items. The four war horses also looked good. I wonder how many silver coins they could be sold for. The monetary concepts of senior professionals and ordinary people were completely different.