Chapter 5 The Role of Miss Thieves

Gawain didn't know if this little girl named Rebecca was smashed in the head when she fought with monsters before, but he still said patiently, "Although I've 'lived' here for many years... I'll be dead by then! Can you know what your grave looks like after you die?"

Rebecca thought for a while and wanted to remind her ancestors that the tomb of the founding king of Ansu was built when the king was still alive. The king himself even participated in the design, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that if she Zai** was easily beaten to death on the spot by Aunt Hetty, so she swallowed the words in her throat and smiled awkwardly: "Ahaha...that makes sense."

"Now we can't go back the same way," Heidi sighed and analyzed calmly, "The atrium of the castle and the entrance to the ancestral tomb have been occupied by those monsters, and going back the same way is a dead end."

"We have to find another way," Gawain said while recalling the memories he had inherited. "It has been seven hundred years, and the castles in this territory are probably not the same structure as they used to be?"

"The superstructure has been renovated several times, but the foundation has not been moved," Hetty said quickly. "The entrance you mentioned should still be in place."

"Yes, then it's easy to handle," Gawain said, reaching out to a soldier next to him, "Lend me the sword."

Taking the long sword handed over by the soldier, Gawain sketched on the ground. He first drew a top view of the outline of the castle, and then drew a side view roughly divided into three layers, although they were all hastily drawn sketches. , but the general block division is still very clear.

"The entrance is at this location, two floors below ground, next to the wine cellar and the grain storehouse - it was the wine cellar and the grain storehouse back then. There are two passages to get in, but both of them have to go from the ground, so it's probably impossible."

Rebecca curiously looked at the sketches that Gawain had drawn: "There are also wine cellars and grain depots there, but I never knew there was a third room between them..."

"It's not a room, it's a mezzanine, it's just hidden between the walls and the supporting beams using some architectural tricks," Gao Wen smiled, "This land was not very flat back then, the frontier land, from Gondor The monsters that emerged from the wasteland of the empire and the mad old imperial army would come to the door almost every ten days and a half. The earliest Cecil Land was built almost according to the standard of a war fortress. In this case Under the siege, the secret passage and the wall are essential things, which can be used for emergency evacuation, and can also deliver supplies when they are besieged."

Knight Byron took a serious look in front of the simple map, then drew out his long sword and sketched it diagonally below the map: "So we have to go to the entrance of the second floor of the castle... and we can't pass through any ground passages including the atrium. . This 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..."

"There should be a passage in this overlapping area," Gawain interrupted Byron, "The mausoleum was built seven hundred years ago, and the craftsmen at that time were the same group of people who built the war fortress. built according to the standards and rules, alternate channels must exist.”

After speaking, he gave Rebecca a strange look: "You really don't know anything about this? These should be the knowledge passed down from generation to generation by the Cecil family."

Rebecca lowered her head shyly: "I..."

"Ancestor, we have let down the glory you fought for the family back then," Heidi bit her lip and said with difficulty, "The Cecil family has experienced a lot in the past seven hundred years..."

"Okay, I see," Gawain waved his hand, now is not the time to tell stories, "after I leave here, I will ask you to learn more about what happened in the past seven hundred years. The most urgent task now is to find the tomb from the mausoleum. The way to the dark passage."

Rebecca,

Hetty, Byron, and the three squatted in front of those simple maps to study, but although they knew about the Cecil family's castle, they didn't know the structure of the tomb -- this seven-hundred-year-old mausoleum is not two. Even if the tomb was not closed a hundred years ago, the heirs of the family could only enter the tomb a few times in their lives—and they were not allowed to approach the resting place of the 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 definitely didn't think that one day he would have to get up and think about going out...

But just when a few people were at a loss, Amber, who had always been honestly beside him, suddenly spoke up: "Hey...I might know the way..."

Immediately, all eyes in the tomb fell on the half-elf thief.

Amber's neck shrank suddenly.

Heidi frowned: "How do you know?"

"I..." Amber was a little scared, but after seeing Gawain's encouraging gaze, she became more courageous, "I just got in from there... The direction should be similar, I guess it's a secret passage."

Gawain nodded: "Very good, you lead the way."

Amber patted his chest: "As long as you don't pursue me for digging your ancestral grave..."

Hetty glared at the open-mouthed half-elf, raised his staff and turned towards the door of the tomb, while Gawain stopped suddenly before taking a step.

"Lord Ancestor?" Rebecca looked at him curiously.

"I also have to bring a weapon." Gawain said, although he is not the legendary grand duke who pioneered the land seven hundred years ago, he still has common sense to find a self-defense weapon in this dangerous place.

His eyes swept across the tomb, and a soldier took the initiative to take off the saber from his waist and prepared to hand it over, but Gawain waved his hand and declined the soldier's kindness. Guided by his memory, he came to the black steel coffin and probed inside the coffin.

In the coffin, he found a heavy long sword that was completely pitch-black, and the blade was close to the gauntlet, but the crimson red was faintly revealed.

The moment he started the long sword, a feeling of familiarity and grasping came to his mind, as if every pattern on the sword was inconceivable with his own palm pattern, Gao Wen subconsciously swung the long sword twice, A swinging action seems to have been tempered a thousand times.

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

This was arguably a surprise, but not too unexpected.

In addition to the memory remaining in the body, all the fighting knowledge of Gawain Cecil before his death can also be found in his mind, not only the basic swordsmanship and riding skills, but also those supernatural powers that, in Gawain's opinion, are almost magical. Some of the content is undoubtedly exciting, but now is not the time to experiment and learn.

Let's get out of this bad situation first.

Rebecca's eyes widened when she saw the black long sword, and even her voice trembled slightly: "This is... the legendary Ansu Pioneer Sword?"

Hearing Rebecca's voice, Heidi, who had already walked to the door, turned around in an instant. She fixedly looked at the sword in Gawain's hand, her face unable to hide her excitement: "The Sword of the Trailblazer?!"

"Now it's just a relatively sharp sword," Gawain sighed, "Seven hundred years later, even if the weapon blessed by the elves will not be worn and corroded, the magic power inside has already escaped, and it will be recharged. I don't know how long it will take."

Saying that, Gawain turned his head to look in front of the coffin, where there was a small stone platform, but there was nothing on the platform, which made Gawain frown instantly: "Wait, I remember that there is still more here. There's a shield... Where's my shield? Why is the big one gone?"

The expression on Heidi's face was ugly for a moment: "Ancestor... your descendants have once again failed to live up to your favor, the Ansu Kingdom Guardian Shield was replaced by your descendant Grumman Cecil a hundred years ago. It was taken out of the mausoleum and then lost on the battlefield..."

Hetty was hesitant to speak, obviously there were still many things he didn't dare to say, perhaps because he was worried that the ancestor in front of him would die on the spot after the big event a hundred years ago. It's easy to be...

Gawain could sense Hetty's hesitation, but he didn't break it, instead he frowned and scolded: "Prodigal thing... Fortunately, the sword is placed in the coffin, that Grumman is not so mad enough to put his ancestor's coffin. Pry and put together a suit!"

Heidi and Rebecca could only listen with their heads down in a cold sweat. The old ancestor jumped out of the coffin and cursed the grandfather. This matter has seriously exceeded the scope of fantasy. Being a junior is really stressful. !

Fortunately, Gawain was only a little annoyed by the lack of a piece of equipment that might come in handy.

After leaving the tomb to the stone hall, Rebecca looked around, then waved at the corner: "Betty! Come out! It's safe!"

Gawain looked over curiously, and was seeing a thin and small girl who looked a little smaller than Rebecca and came out of the shadow in the corner. The little girl was wearing a coarse cloth dress with a face. There are still a few freckles belonging to adolescence, flaxen hair is scattered behind his head, and he is holding a frying pan tightly in his hand.

After seeing Gawain, the little girl known as Betty had a hesitant and nervous expression on her face. With her not-so-smart brain, she probably would never have imagined where this sudden stranger came from...

"This is the maid in the castle. We don't know how she was left behind by the first breakout team. Anyway, she followed me in such a confused way," Rebecca briefly introduced the little girl, "Betty, this is the …”

A slight tremor from above the mausoleum interrupted Rebecca's words.

"It's not the time to talk," Gawain raised his long sword and looked at Amber, "Now, lead the way."

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