Gawain didn’t know if the little girl named Rebecca had been hit on the head when she fought with a monster before, but he still said patiently: "Although I have 'lived' here for many years... …But I’m already dead by then! Will you know what your grave will look like after you die?”
Rebecca thought about it and wanted to remind her ancestor Ansu. The imperial mausoleum of the founder of the country was built while the king was still alive. The king himself even participated in the design. But after thinking about it carefully, she felt that if she had sex again, she would easily be beaten to death by Aunt Hetty, so she choked He swallowed the words hard and smiled awkwardly: "Ah haha... That makes sense."
"We can't go back the same way now," Hetty sighed and analyzed calmly, "The atrium of the castle and the entrance to the ancestral tomb have been occupied by those monsters. Going back the same way is a dead end."
"We must find another way," Gawain recalled the memories he inherited. While saying, "Seven hundred years have passed, and the castle in this territory is probably not the same structure as it was then, right?"
"The upper structure has been renovated several times, but the foundation has not been touched," He said Di quickly said, "The entrance you mentioned should still be in place."
"Yes, that's easy to handle," Gawain said, reaching out to a soldier next to him, " Lend me your sword."
Taking the sword from the soldier, Gawain started sketching on the ground. He first drew a top view of the outline of the castle, and then drew a roughly divided into three parts. Although the side views of the layers are all hastily drawn sketches, the general divisions of the blocks are still very clear.
"The entrance is at this location, two floors underground, next to the wine cellar and grain warehouse - it was the wine cellar and grain warehouse back then. There are two passages to enter, but both of them need to be It's probably impossible to walk from the ground."
Rebecca looked at the sketch that Gawain drew curiously: "There are also wine cellars and grain warehouses there now, but I never knew that. There is actually a third room between them..."
"It's not a room, but a mezzanine. It's hidden between the walls and supporting beams using some architectural tricks. "Gawain smiled, "This land was not peaceful back then. In the frontier land, monsters emerging from the wasteland of the Gondor Empire and the crazy old emperor would come knocking on our door almost every ten days and a half. , the earliest Cecil Territory was almost built according to the standards of a war fortress. In this case, secret passages and walls are indispensable, and can be used for emergency evacuation, and can also transport supplies when being besieged. "
Knight Byron looked at the simple map carefully, then drew out his long sword and drew it diagonally below the map: "So we have to go to the entrance on the second floor of the castle... and we can't. Pass through any above-ground passage including the atrium. Here is where we are now. The Ancestral Tomb is an underground structure built in the southeast of the castle, about one third of which coincides with the foundation of the castle..."
“There should be a passage in this overlapping area,” Gawain interrupted Byron. “The tomb was built seven hundred years ago, and the craftsmen at that time were the same people who built the war fortress. These buildings were also built according to the standards and rules of the year, and backup passages must exist."
As he said that, he gave Rebecca a strange look: "You really don't know anything about this. ? This should be the knowledge passed down from generation to generation in the Cecil family."
Rebecca lowered her head shyly: "I..."
"Ancestor, we. I have failed to live up to the glory you won for the family back then," Hetty bit her lip and said with difficulty, "The Cecil family has experienced a lot in the past seven hundred years..."
"Okay, I understand," Gawain waved his hand. This was not the time to tell stories. "After I leave here, I will ask you to find out more about what happened in the past seven hundred years. The top priority now is to find the tomb from "The way to the secret passage."
Rebecca, Hetty, and Byron squatted in front of the simple maps to study, but although they knew about the Cecil family's castle, they didn't know about the tomb. The structure in the mausoleum - this seven-hundred-year-old mausoleum is not a tourist attraction with two silver coins and one ticket. Let alone come here for a stroll every now and then. Even if the mausoleum was not closed a hundred years ago, the family heirs would only have a limited life. There are several times you can enter the interior of the mausoleum - and you are not allowed to go near the resting place of your ancestors.
Who knows where the secret passage is?
In the face of this problem, even Gawain's memory is useless. After all, when he died, he certainly did not expect that one day he would have to get up and think about going out...
But just when a few people were at a loss what to do, Amber, who had always stayed beside him, suddenly spoke: "Hey... I may know the way..."
Suddenly, everyone in the tomb was shocked. All eyes fell on the half-elf thief.
Amber's neck suddenly shrank.
Hetty frowned: "How did you know?"
"I..." Amber was a little scared, but after seeing Gawain's encouraging eyes, she became bolder He stood up and said, "That's where I got in... The direction should be about the same. I guess that's the secret passage."
Gawain nodded: "Very good, you lead the way."
Amber patted her chest: "As long as you don't hold me accountable for digging your ancestral graves..."
Hetty glared at the unabashed half-elf and raised her staff. Turning towards the tomb door, Gawain suddenly stopped before taking a step.
"Ancestor?" Rebecca looked at him curiously.
"I also have to bring a weapon." Gawain said. Although he was not the legendary Grand Duke who opened up the territory seven hundred years ago, it was still common sense to find a self-defense weapon in this dangerous place. some.
His eyes swept across the tomb, and a soldier took off his sword and prepared to hand it over.Come, but Gawain waved his hand and declined the soldier's kindness. Guided by his memory, he came to the black steel coffin and poked his head inside the coffin.
He found a heavy long sword that was completely black in the coffin, but the blade was faintly red near the guard.
The moment he took the long sword into his hands, a familiar and comfortable feeling came to his heart. It was as if every line on the sword was perfectly matched with his own palm prints. Gawain waved it subconsciously. He wielded the long sword twice, and each swing seemed to have been refined over time.
He knew that this was the memory left by his current body - even though his soul had changed, every muscle still remembered how to use this weapon.
This can be said to be a surprise, but not too unexpected.
In addition to the remaining memories of the body, all the combat knowledge of Gawain Cecil during his lifetime can also be found in his mind, including not only basic swordsmanship and riding skills, but also those that in Gawain's opinion Supernatural powers that are almost magical, this part is undoubtedly exciting, but now is not the time to experiment and learn.
Let’s get rid of the current bad situation first.
Rebecca's eyes widened when she saw the long black sword, and her voice even trembled slightly: "This is... the legendary Ansu Pioneer "Sword?"
Heidi, who had already walked to the door, turned back instantly when she heard Rebecca's voice. She stared at the sword in Gawain's hand, unable to conceal her excitement. Feelings: "The Sword of the Pioneers?!"
"It's just a sharper sword now," Gawain sighed, "Seven hundred years later, even if the weapon is blessed by the elves, It will not be worn or corroded, and the magic power inside has been dissipated. I don’t know how long it will take to recharge it.”
As he spoke, Gawain turned to look in front of the coffin, where there was a small one. There was a stone platform, but there was nothing on it. This made Gawain frown instantly: "Wait a minute, I remember there is a shield here... Where is my shield? Why is such a big shield gone? ?”
The expression on Hetty’s face turned ugly for a moment: “Ancestor...your descendants once again failed in your care. Ansu Kingdom Guardian Shield was lost to you a hundred years ago. The descendant Grumman Cecil was taken out of the mausoleum and then lost on the battlefield..."
Hetty spoke hesitantly. It was obvious that there were still many things that he did not dare to say, perhaps because he was worried about losing a hundred people. After telling the story of the big event years ago, the ancestor in front of him was so angry that he died on the spot - although it was easy to rebury him with a coffin next to him...
Gawain could sense Hetty's hesitation, but He didn't point it out, but frowned and cursed: "Prodigal thing... Fortunately, the sword was placed in the coffin. That Grumman was not crazy enough to pry open the ancestor's coffin and piece it together into a suit!"
Hetty and Rebecca could only lower their heads in cold sweat and listen, as their ancestors walked out of the coffin.He jumped out and cursed my great-grandfather. This matter has seriously exceeded the scope of fantasy. As a junior, I can't even take a breath and feel so stressed!
Fortunately, Gawain was only a little annoyed because he was missing a piece of equipment that might come in handy. After cursing, he said no more and led everyone out of the tomb.
After leaving the tomb and coming to the stone hall, Rebecca looked around, then waved to the corner: "Betty! Come out! It's safe!"
Gao Wen looked over curiously and saw a skinny girl, who looked maybe a little younger than Rebecca, timidly walking out of the shadows in the corner. The little girl was wearing a coarse cloth dress with a face. There are also a few freckles belonging to adolescence, flaxen hair is spread behind his head, and he is holding a pan tightly in his hand.
After seeing Gawain, the face of the little girl named Betty clearly showed hesitation and nervousness. With her not very bright mind, she would never have guessed where this stranger who suddenly appeared came from. It popped out...
"This is the maid in the castle. We don't know how she was left behind by the first group of breakout teams. Anyway, she just followed here in a daze," Rebecca Briefly introducing the little girl, "Betty, this is..."
A slight vibration from above the mausoleum interrupted Rebecca's words.
"This is not the time to talk," Gawain raised his sword and looked at Amber, "Now, lead the way."
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