Chapter 454 Wilder's Ancestral Tomb

The black-haired maid opened her eyes in surprise when she heard the hostess's words: "Ancestor's Mausoleum? But the Holy Spirit Festival has already..."

"Not for ancestor worship," exhaled Victoria. "Go get ready, Maggie."

Maggie glanced at the hostess quietly, did not ask any further questions, but lowered her head slightly: "Yes, I understand."

Just like Gawain Cecil, who was finally buried under the Cecil Castle in the south, the mausoleums of the founding dukes of the Four Kingdoms of Ansu were eventually set up on the land they guarded, the "Duke of Winter" who guarded the northern mountains. The place where Snow Wilder slept was under the Winter Fortress, which stood on the top of the mountains in the north.

Passing through the bottom cellar of Winter Castle and through the most solemn and solemn black corridor is the oldest and solemn mausoleum area of ​​the castle. The successive generations of the owners of the Wilde family built it on the top of the mountain with huge human and material resources. Their magnificent fortress, and nearly half of its human and material resources are used to maintain this tomb buried deep in the mountain.

The ancestors of the Wilder family were not like Gawain Cecil who had been favored by the power of the elements. The tombs under the Winter Fort were completely stabilized by generations of powerful human mages applying elemental blessings with manpower, and they were not damaged at all. survived for seven centuries.

Accompanied by the maid Maggie, Victoria Wilder walked into the underground palace without any extra attendants.

The magic spar lamps inlaid on the wall are injected with magic power and emit a dim and constant brilliance: in order not to disturb the ancestors, the magic spar lamps in the mausoleum are specially designed, and their brightness is only about half of the ordinary magic spar lamps. Under such a slightly dim light, the slope of the underground palace, which sloped downward, extended into the dim darkness ahead in the Duchess's sight, and it looked frighteningly shadowy.

But Victoria didn't care about the dimness, and she stepped forward.

The wall built of Soul Requiem bricks receded beside her, and the sturdy slate stairs and boots collided to make a hollow echo, echoing in the oldest corridor in the entire fortress, Victoria had a feeling, she seemed to be in reverse. Following the trajectory of time to the past - every 100 meters she advances in this ancient corridor, she goes back a hundred years. She has gone through the civil strife in the foggy moon and the last heyday of Ansu. After going through the reform of the dynasty, through the years of prosperity, and finally... Arrived seven hundred years ago, arrived at the original starting point of this country and this family.

The rectangular mausoleum's main hall arrived, and the maid Maggie silently came to the stone pillar next to the entrance of the hall, and pressed her hand on a metal disc on the surface of the stone pillar. Lighting up one by one, the originally dark hall floated a layer of light enough to see things.

The portraits of the successive owners of the Wilder family hang on the walls on both sides of the hall.

From the first-generation "Winter Grand Duke Snow Wilder" to Victoria's father, everyone has the same silver hair and serious faces. They lowered their eyelids slightly, as if they were watching with serious eyes The visitor of the hall, Victoria Wilder calmly greeted the gaze of the pair of eyes, and saw the ancient saying engraved on the wall:

"We are Ansu's last barrier"

Victoria's eyes slowly swept across the faces of the ancestors, and finally fell on her father. Her eyes stayed on the majestic old duke for a long time before she whispered: "Father, it is as you expected. In the same way, the hidden danger of the Second Dynasty broke out after all... But you may not predict where the biggest variable in this turbulent tide comes from..."

After a moment of silence, the duchess raised her head and instructed the maid beside her, "Go out first, I need to be alone."

The black-haired maid silently exited the hall, while Victoria Wilder stepped forward.

She came to the stone platform at the end of the hall—the platform was about half a person high, like a wide tabletop. The platform was engraved with a circle of mysterious runes and patterns, but the surface of the platform was as smooth as a mirror, and it was impossible to see it. to any decorative traces.

After a moment of hesitation, the Duchess put her hand on the platform and whispered the ancient incantation.

The magic in the air stirred up, and the runes around the platform lit up one by one. The mirror-like surface began to rippling like water, accompanied by a milky white shimmer, a silver-white metal plate about one foot square. Floating up from the rippling surface of the platform.

This metal plate was actually sealed in dense stones.

Victoria picked up the sheet--it wasn't heavy, it was thin, with tough decorative lines visible on the edges of the sheet, typical of Gondor--she rubbed the surface of the sheet, which The text immediately appeared on it.

Charlie Moore, guide, leader, protector, founder of the kingdom, we honor him as king.

Gawain Cecil, Lord of Knights, pioneer, protector, and founder of the kingdom, we respect him as the guardian of the South.

Snow Wilder, the Grip of Frost, the guardian of knowledge, the pioneer, the founder of the kingdom, we respect him as the guardian of the north.

Anthony Lauren, Lord of Warriors...

Always indifferent and alienated, the Duchess of the North, who is as inaccessible as the Snow Queen, couldn't help showing awe when she saw this metal plate. Her eyes slid over the glorious names. Behind each of these names, there seems to be a mountain standing above the sky. They represent the cornerstone of this kingdom, and the power to overcome all obstacles in the natural disaster that nearly destroyed human civilization 700 years ago. of a contract.

This is a list, a list of all the founders of Anzu at the beginning of the establishment of the country, arranged according to merit and title, but it is not just a list.

Victoria turned the metal plate over, and on the back of the metal plate, a paragraph clearly appeared on it:

"...If the natural disaster that destroys the country breaks out, or happens irreparably, causing the death of the king or being unable to continue to protect the kingdom due to various reasons, in the case of no available heir, the people on the list will inherit and take charge of the kingdom..."

Seven hundred years ago, it was a turbulent age.

People who live in a period of peace and tranquility probably have a hard time imagining what it was like when human beings just broke out of the wasteland and established a kingdom in a barren land. Even Victoria Wilder can only learn from ancient books. Seeing the records about that period of time, or hearing some sporadic descriptions from the mouths of a few immortal races, but unable to empathize with them.

But every time she saw this directory and the text behind it, she could still imagine how dangerous the kingdom that the ancestors had maintained at the beginning of Ansu's founding.

The aftermath of the demonic tide is constantly invading the country, and until the completion of the magnificent wall, the monsters rushed out from the wasteland of Gondor are still attacking the human world, and even when the demonic tide is at its strongest, the hinterland of the Holy Spirit Plain will be out of thin air. Large-scale erosion occurred. To this day, a section of the city wall in the inner city of San Sunil still retains a black corrupted wall brick, which silently describes that time of crisis.

In those days, kings could die at any time, guardian dukes could die at any time, and everyone could die at any time.

That's why this directory, and the "emergency succession rules" behind the directory.

But just like that, no one ever thought that the honorary "permanent development right" would come back into effect one day, and those who knew this list probably never thought that someone on this list would suddenly come alive...

Victoria Wilder quietly looked at the metal plate in her hand, and after a long time, she sighed softly, placed the metal plate on the stone platform solemnly, and reversed the spell to seal it again.

After doing all this, she took two steps back, left the stone platform, and turned to look around the hall.

There are many stone gates on the walls on both sides of the hall. Behind the stone gates are corridors. Those corridors lead to different tombs. One day, she will lie in one of the tombs, and one of her children will stand. Where she is standing now, she also looks around here.

But maybe think about something different.

After standing in place for a while, the duchess seemed to suddenly make up her mind. She glanced at the closed door, and through a vague sense of breath, she knew that Maggie was still guarding outside the door.

In fact, even if there is no guard, no one dares to trespass this place.

Victoria turned around and glanced at the stone platform before, then walked around the platform and walked towards the door behind the stone platform.

This door is the most special, it occupies one wall of the hall alone, there is no corridor behind the door, there is only one tomb.

From this structure, the layout of this mausoleum is actually no different from that of Cecil's ancestors.

Accompanied by the creaking sound of the magic organ running, the Duchess opened the door of the special tomb in the deepest chamber. She stepped into it and lit the magic spar lamp in the deep tomb.

The magic spar lamp illuminates this spacious hall, and the furnishings of the hall are unobstructed: a large number of stone slabs and magic cloth curtains depicting mysterious runes are arranged around the hall, and bookshelves, planetary instruments and miniatures can be seen in other open spaces. The mage tower model and other objects are arranged in random but orderly positions, and on the high platform in the center of the hall, a black iron coffin is quietly placed.

"Ancestor, your descendants come to visit you."

Victoria Wilder said softly with a solemn expression, and then seemed to swallow softly and walked towards the iron coffin.

She came to the high platform and saw the slate leaning on the iron coffin. The slate was engraved with the last words left by Snow Wilder, the ancestor of the Wilder family:

"Guys, I've outlived you all - it's boring"

It may be hard for outsiders to imagine that the ancestor of Wilder, who had only a frosty serious expression on various official portraits, would leave such a sentence in the last moments of his life, but Victoria was no longer surprised by this sentence. .

She turned her attention away from the slate and stared at the dark iron coffin in front of her with a struggling and hesitant look on her face.

She hesitated for nearly ten minutes before finally reaching out with the courage to tap the lid of the iron coffin lightly.

The iron coffin didn't respond.

After hesitating again, she reached out her hand again, tapped the lid of the iron coffin lightly, and quickly turned her head to look around.

Of course there was no one here, so the Duchess of the North took a breath and leaned closer to the iron coffin: "...Are you there?"

Three embarrassing minutes passed, and all Duchess Victoria heard was her own breathing and heartbeat.

The Duchess' face seemed to be covered with frost, she quickly straightened up, took two steps back, and whispered to herself: "...Damn, what a stupid thing I'm doing..."

She quickly left the tomb and the hall of the underground palace. When the maid Maggie saw her, the guardian of the north had regained her indifferent, dignified and calm appearance.

"Vicky, you've been in there for a long time."

"To confirm something," Victoria said lightly, "let's go, Maggie, this time, I'm really going back to my room to rest."

"OK."