MTL - Sword of Daybreaker-Chapter 5 The role of the thief

Gao Wen didn't know if this little girl named Rebecca was smashed when she was fighting with a monster, but she said with a patience: "Although I have lived here for many years... but that When I am dead, can you know what your grave looks like after you die?"

Rebecca thought about it and wanted to remind her ancestors that the emperor's mausoleum of the founding father of Ansu was repaired while the king was still alive. The king himself even participated in the design, but carefully thought about it, she felt that if she wanted to Then it was easy to be killed by Aunt Herti on the spot. She swallowed the words in the scorpion and smiled and said: "Ah haha... it makes sense."

"Now we can't go back," Herti sighed and calmly analyzed. "The entrance to the castle's atrium and ancestral graves has been occupied by the monsters. Going back from the original road is a dead end."

"You must find another way," Gao Wen said as he recalled the memory of inheritance. "It has been seven hundred years, and the castle on this territory is probably not the structure of the year?"

“The upper structure has been renovated several times, but the foundation has not moved,” Herti said quickly. “The entrance you mentioned should still be in place.”

"Yes, that's easy," Gao Wen said, reaching out to a soldier next to him. "The sword borrowed me."

After taking over the sword sent by the soldier, Gao Wen hooked up on the ground. He first sketched the top view of the castle's outline, and then drew a side view roughly divided into three layers, although they were sketches drawn in a hurry. However, the division of the approximate block is still very clear.

“The entrance is in this position, two floors underground, with wine cellars and food banks. It was a wine cellar and a food bank. There are two passages to get inside, but both passages have to go from the ground, so it’s probably impossible."

Rebecca looked curiously at the sketches that Gao Wen had drawn: "There is now a wine cellar and a grain store, but I never know that there is still a third room between them..."

"Not a room, but a mezzanine, using some architectural tips, hidden between the wall and the support beam," Gao Wen smiled. "This land was not too flat, the land of the frontier, from the land The monsters emerging from the ruins of the empire and the mad old imperial army will hit the door almost ten days and a half. The earliest Cecil collar was built according to the standards of war fortresses. Down, the dark road and the wall are essential things that can be used for emergency evacuation, and can also be recharged when trapped."

The Byron Knight took a hard look at the simple map and then pulled out his long sword and sketched it down the map: "So we have to go to the entrance of the second floor of the castle... and not through any above-ground passage including the atrium. Here is where we are now, the ancestral mausoleum is an underground structure built in the southeast of the castle, about one-third of which coincides with the foundation of the castle..."

“In this coincident area, there should be a passage,” Gao Wen interrupted Byron’s words. “The mausoleum was built seven hundred years ago. At that time, the craftsmen were still the people who built the war fortress. These buildings are also in accordance with the same year. The standard and rules are built, and the alternate channel must exist."

He said, he looked at Rebecca a little strangely: "You really don't know anything about this? These should be the knowledge that the Cecil family passed down from generation to generation."

Rebecca bowed his head a little shyly: "I..."

"The ancestor, we lived up to the glory that you fought for the family that year," Herty bit his lip and said it hard. "The Cecil family has experienced many things in these seven hundred years..."

"Well, I know," Gao Wenyi waved his hand. At the moment, it was not a story. "When I leave here, I will find you to understand what happened during the seven hundred years. Now the priority is to find the mausoleum." The road to the dark road."

Rebecca, Hetty, Byron, and the monks studied before the simple maps, but although they understood the castle of the Cecil family, they did not know the structure in the tomb - this is 700 years old. The mausoleum is not a tourist attraction with two silver coins. Don’t say that it’s over three or three times. Even if the mausoleum was not closed a hundred years ago, the family heirs can only enter the mausoleum within a limited number of times in life - and not close. The ancestor rested.

Who knows where the dark road is!

In the face of this problem, even Gao Wen’s memory has no effect. After all, when he died, he certainly did not expect that he would have to climb up and think about it one day...

But just when a few people couldn’t do anything, the amber that always stayed by the side suddenly spoke up: "Hey... I might know the way..."

Suddenly, everyone in the grave fell on the half-elf thief.

Amber's neck suddenly shrank.

Hertty frowned. "How do you know?"

"I..." Amber was a little scared, but after seeing Gao Wen's encouraging eyes, she was bold enough. "I just got in from there... The direction should be similar, I guess that is the dark road."

Gao Wen nodded: "Good, you lead the way."

Amber patted the chest: "As long as you don't pursue me for digging through your graves..."

Herti glanced at the unobstructed half-elf, and lifted the staff to turn to the door of the tomb, while Gao Wen suddenly stopped before the step.

"Ancestors?" Rebecca looked at him curiously.

"I also have to bring weapons." Gao Wen said that although he was not the legendary grandfather who opened the territory seven hundred years ago, there is still a common sense of finding a self-defense weapon in this dangerous place.

His gaze swept through the tomb, and a soldier took the initiative to untie the waist and was ready to hand over, but Gao Wen waved his hand and declined the goodwill of the soldier. Under the guidance of memory, he came to the black steel coffin and the probe was found inside the coffin.

He found a whole body black in the coffin, and the blade was close to the hand guard but faintly revealed a red and heavy sword.

At the moment when the long sword started, a feeling of familiarity and pickpockets rushed into the heart, as if every line on the sword was incredibly coincident with his palm prints. Gao Wen subconsciously waved two long swords, each The action of waving once seems to be a matter of course.

He knows that this is the memory left by his body today - even if the soul has changed, every muscle still remembers how to use this weapon.

This can be said to be a surprise, but it is not too unexpected.

In addition to the residual memory of the body, you can also find all the fighting knowledge of Gao Wen Cecil during his lifetime, not only the basic swordsmanship and riding skills, but also the supernatural forces that are almost magical in Gao Wen. Some of the content is undoubtedly exciting, but now it is not the time to experiment and learn.

Let's get rid of the bad situation now.

When Rebecca saw the black long sword, his eyes widened, and even the voice shook a little: "This is... the legendary Ansu Pioneer's sword?"

When I heard Rebecca’s voice, Herti, who had already walked to the door, immediately turned around. She fixedly looked at the sword in Gao Wen’s hand. It was difficult to hide the excitement on her face: “The Blade of the Blazers?!”

"Now it is just a relatively sharp sword," Gao Wen sighed. "For seven hundred years, even if the weapon blessed by the elves will not be worn and corroded, the magic inside has already been dissipated, refilling. I still don't know how long it will take."

Say, Gao Wen turned to look at the front of the coffin, there is a small stone platform, but there is nothing on the platform, which makes Gao Wen instantly frown: "Wait, I remember there is still A shield is coming...I am a shield? How come a big shield is gone?"

The expression on Herti's face is hard to see at the moment: "The ancestor... Your descendants once again disappointed your patronage. The shield of the Ansu King Guardian was a hundred years ago by your descendant Grumman Cecil. Take it out of the mausoleum and then lost it on the battlefield..."

Heti talked and spit, obviously there are still many things that I dare not say. Perhaps I was worried that after the big thing was said a hundred years ago, my ancestors died directly on the spot, even though they were buried next to the coffin. It’s easy...

Gao Wen could detect Hetti’s hesitation, but he didn’t break it. Instead, he frowned and said: “The defeated family... Fortunately, the sword was placed in the coffin, and the Grumman was not mad at the ancestors’ coffin. I got a set out!"

Heti and Rebecca can only look down on the cold sweat, and the ancestors took out the grandfather from the coffin. This matter has been seriously beyond the scope of fantasy. When the juniors really breathe, they feel pressure. !

Fortunately, Gao Wen was only annoyed because there was a shortage of equipment that might come in handy. After he finished the sentence, he stopped talking more, but took everyone away from the tomb.

After leaving the tomb to the stone hall, Rebecca looked around and waved at the corner: "Betty! Come out! Safe!"

Gao Wen curiously looked at the past and was seeing a skinny little girl who seemed to be smaller than Rebecca, who was timidly coming out of the corner of the corner, the little girl wearing a coarse cloth skirt, face There are also a few freckles belonging to adolescence. The linen hair is scattered behind the head, and a pan is tightly held in the hand.

After seeing Gao Wen, the little girl who was called Betty’s face was obviously hesitant and nervous. With her incomprehensible brain, she probably never imagined where the sudden stranger came out...

"This is the maid in the castle. We don't know how she was dropped by the first group of breakouts. Anyway, it was so confused." Rebecca briefly introduced the little girl, "Betty, this is ......"

A slight shock from the top of the mausoleum interrupted Rebecca’s words.

"Not when you talk," Gao Wen raised his sword and looked at Amber. "Now, take the lead."

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