The People Walking in Dungeons Are Surely Not Normal

Chapter 1925 Opening the Coffin

The topic of the evil dragon's resurrection passed quickly.

Next comes the question of how the coffin should handle this matter.

Opening the coffin is risky. It is very likely that the corpse inside will quickly oxidize and decay, and then turn into a dense white skeleton with half a coffin of dark corpse water.

This scene is an extreme challenge to the psychological endurance. I am afraid that the elderly people here will not be able to bear the stimulation. It is unlikely that they will have a heart attack on the spot or faint, but at least they will definitely not be able to eat lunch and dinner that day. I guess I have to wait a month before I dare to drink wine.

Moreover, the owner of the corpse, Fred Alexander, certainly did not want to see such a tragic scene.

"So, how should the coffin be disposed of?" Master Dewey was the first to ask: "Your Highness Alexander, what do you think of this?"

Fred Alexander was deep in thought. His expression was very complicated. He wanted to open the coffin to see the body, but he was also worried that the body would rot and disappear.

I reached out and knocked on the lid of the coffin, making a dull sound: "Is the sealing property of this wood really that good?"

Before anyone else could speak, Fred Alexander spoke first: "It is the rarest and most expensive wood."

"What about closure?"

"It is said to be the best," Alexander said, but then shook his head: "It's just a rumor."

"That's a lie~"

"What if it's true?" Master Dewey knocked on the coffin several times and asked this rhetorical question.

I shrugged: "If it is true, then even if the coffin cannot be opened, just put it here. It will just relieve the pain of lovesickness for His Highness Alexander."

"What is the pain of lovesickness?" Alexander laughed and said, "Do you think it is my lover, or the person I miss?"

"It's probably impossible to be a lover. You don't seem to be a narcissistic person, but you are quite reliable in missing me. You told me the location of the tomb without any secret, and you spared no effort to support me and encourage me to go to the tomb. It's impossible just for the evil dragon. , there must be some people who are worried about your corpse, my guess is good, right?"

Master Dewey looked at Fred Alexander's expression, frowned, and said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Yi."

"Uh, I'm sorry, Your Highness Alexander, I just got playful and wanted to tease my senior. I hope you can forgive me."

Alexander smiled and waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I like the way the juniors joke with me. That will make me feel younger."

As he said that, he looked at the coffin: "Actually, I'm not worried about the condition of the corpse. After all, the wooden coffin can decay to any extent after thousands of years. And even if it is really well preserved, it has nothing to do with the body's memory. What does it matter if I'm not in the body? It's just a passing cloud at best."

At this point, he sighed softly, feeling a little uneasy: "The reason why I didn't dare to open the coffin was because I was worried about something that would be buried with me. Before I died, I told my confidants that even if there was not a single gold coin in the coffin, I would still be buried. I want to place a burial object as a burial object and bury it together with me. I don’t know if that confidant will obey my instructions. I want to open the coffin to verify, but I am also worried that my expectations will be disappointed. I can’t help but feel a little uneasy.”

"Is that thing important?" I asked puzzled.

"It's very important," Alexander emphasized: "For members of the Feide family of my lineage, it is the most important existence."

After listening to this, I couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "Is it possible that your family, together with the Feide family, has split up?"

As a result, Master Dewey glared at me so hard that I quickly shut up.

"Speaking of which, Xiaoyi." Alexander looked at me and said slowly: "You are also a descendant of my bloodline, and that item is also extremely important to you. Now I will put that item together with The coffin and coffin will be handed over to you together, and it’s up to you to decide.”

"Ah? What's going on?" I looked confused: "What do you mean it's up to me to decide? This coffin is not mine, and the corpse inside is not mine, so why should it be left to me to decide? What if the corpse is stolen? If it’s damaged, if it doesn’t contain what you expected, then who should bear the responsibility?”

"Of course it's your responsibility." Fred Alexander smiled and said something that made me uneasy.

My heart skipped a beat and I couldn't help but frown: "Why?"

"Based on your bloodline and your identity," Alexander said, "I know from your past conversations that the Zephyr Continent is not peaceful now, and wars may break out at any time. Don't you want to have the power to quell the wars? ?”

"That thing has to be tempered little by little. It has nothing to do with a certain object or anything." Finally, I added: "It is not the Holy Grail."

"You actually know about the Holy Grail?" Alexander asked in surprise.

"Huh?" I asked in surprise, "Is it possible that the thing used as a burial object is really the Holy Grail?"

"No, it's not." Alexander shook his head: "The Holy Grail is just a magic artifact. It was made by my grandfather to increase the magic value. Because my grandfather was also called the Holy King in his early years, he often used it. That cup is also called the Holy Grail."

"I have also heard this rumor," Master Hall interjected: "It is rumored that this Holy Grail has powerful power and can grant the holder eternal youth, but it later mysteriously disappeared due to the violent death of His Highness Rupert."

"Eternal youth should be fake. My grandfather often used it to drink wine, but it will still age when it is time to age. Moreover, it did not disappear mysteriously, but was smashed by my youngest brother and later melted. ”

When I heard the truth, I suddenly felt like I was beeping.

I have heard about the legend of the Holy Grail, but I don’t know much about it. I used to long for this holy object that is said to make people stay young forever. However, when I learned the truth, I suddenly discovered that all the previous All illusions were shattered, leaving only the bleak reality.

"So, what will be buried in the coffin?" I held the lid of the coffin and said to myself.

"Do you want to open the coffin?" Master Dewey asked first.

"Well, if you don't open it, you'll never know what's inside, just like you'll never know the taste of chocolate if you don't taste it."

"Although it's inappropriate for you to use chocolate as a metaphor for a coffin," the Goblin King said, "but I still decided to agree with your point of view."

"Chocolate is actually quite delicious," the dwarf king said with a smile, "so I like this metaphor."

"I don't like chocolate." Master Hall shook his head and said, "It's so sweet that my tooth hurts."

"It's probably because you never brush your teeth, you sloppy old man," the dwarf king laughed.

"Hey, hey, hey, you guys have distorted the atmosphere and the topic!" I quickly reminded.

"What does it matter?" Fred Alexander smiled calmly and said: "Go ahead, child, just like you want, use your hands to uncover the truth."

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