The corridors in the tomb are empty and long, as if there is no end in sight.

The flickering fire, which never goes out, painted deep shadows on the ground of the stone pillars facing each other, one by one, intertwined on the king's body. Babaltan looked silently at the cold stone statues, Eldraine, Katan, the image of a maiden carved out of the cold rock, the two servants of Andama.

The Gatekeepers of Death, mythically they stand at the entrance to the Land of the Dead, waiting for the souls to go to the dead. The doorstep of the door was paved with obsidian and was cold to the bone.

The stone statue at the back is dressed in armor and is the king of Istania in ancient times. They were born in the era of the War of the Giants, symbolizing the bravery and fearlessness of mortals, and the stone statues were armed with swords, as if they were still guarding the land, and the gaze of Jemhim, Hellihard, the founder of the dynasty, Leibihad, Rugbu, the Virtuous King, and Babartan swept over them one by one.

The night in the desert was bone-chilling, and the underground was even more cold, and every time he came to this place, he always had a feeling. Feeling the gaze of the ancient kings, it seems that they are silently watching him behind his back, the kingdoms of Idania have all believed in Andima, and perhaps the god who is in charge of life and death really gives this place a unique power.

As the legend goes—

Guardians of Astania.

What does it mean to protect this land?

The King of Sand walked forward, passing through the walkway between the stone pillars, and on the shadowy stone walls, many words were written, recording the exploits of the ancient kings, as well as their vassals, concubines and heirs, some even just a name, but more 'history'.

In this long aisle, there are only a few strokes. It's like a long scroll of history, on a silent river, the occasional splash of water gathers together the 700 years of Istania - from the beginning to the end.

But maybe it's not the end yet.

This royal burial chamber has been renovated many times since three centuries. The most recent expansion was about half a century ago, when the Penelope family had just become the rightful rulers of the land.

His father, the first Sand King of the Penelope family, rests in the depths of the tomb, along with several of his brothers, sisters, and sisters. Babaltan walked all the way to the tombs of his two sisters, Salika and Princess Mihase, where there was a plain stone monument that stood on the sand.

The stele has its back to the wall, and behind it is a sarcophagus.

There is an unfinished wooden carving on the sarcophagus, and it has been in that place as if no one had ever touched it. Babaltan stopped in front of the stele, crouched down, and gently swept the dust off the stele with his hand, only staring silently at the name on the stele.

After a long time, he got up, looked at the sarcophagus again, reached out and picked up the wood carving, and rubbed it gently.

He didn't speak, just like a stone statue.

Perhaps after his death, he will really turn into a stone statue, standing in the darkness of the underground here for thousands of years, and it does not matter what kind of inscriptions and long poems will be given to him by later generations. His eyes seemed to see through the darkness, and he only remembered the bright stars above the sand sea, and he promised his beloved woman under the stars, but in the end he broke his promise—

He opened his mouth in a somewhat hoarse voice:

"I swear I will find that person, I swear I will avenge you with my own hands, just wait a little longer under the witness of Andama......"

The voice of muttering looms in the darkness, as if it is self-narrating, and it seems to be talking to the sweetheart in the dark.

"Actually, it's already a bit eyebrow-raising......"

“…… And I've always known about that notebook......"

"As for your daughter, she's fine, and I don't want to involve Rupert and them, which I believe you should understand......"

"Also...... Your brother left too early in the matter of the boat group. There was a bit of a delay after that, but don't worry, it will be ready soon......"

“…… You're absolutely right......"

"The Holy Grail and the Holy Relics are all part of it...... It's a pity that the obelisk is incomplete......"

"Fortunately, there is another way......

"Also about verdant ......"

He sighed softly.

"I did something wrong recently, I told you about it last time......"

"But maybe I'm asking too much, and some things may not be destined to be mortal......"

“…… It's just that I miss you so much, I used to be with you all the time, and since then, I've been tormented by nightmares almost every day......"

After another long silence, Barbartan continued:

"I met a young man."

"He's the choice of the stars in what the lizards think they are."

"Remember that legend, I heard you tell ......?"

"But I don't really like the Chosen One, because none of them can be trusted......"

But Alepf seems to trust him. It's the boy you like, his mother is not of great origin, but she did learn some valuable qualities from you, and now that he has grown up, I intend to give him the throne......"

"Forget it, let it be, I'm sure you'll support my decision if you're still alive."

He put his hand on the stele again.

But it was at this moment that there was a slight noise in the darkness.

The King of Sand changed color and looked in that direction. "Who's in that place?" His voice was cold, with almost no emotion.

There was silence in the darkness, but after a long time, a pale-faced girl came out from behind the stone pillar. Afifa looked at her father uneasily, her hands clasped together, almost losing the color of her knuckles, and she bit her lip, her eyes full of worry and fear.

Babaltan looked at his daughter, and his cold expression melted a lot.

But his tone was still flat: "Afifa, why are you here?" ”

"The guards say you're not here," said Afifa in a whisper, "I guess you've come here to see your mother, father." ”

"What's the matter with me?"

Afifa lowered his head, but was speechless.

Ever since she met Fang Yuan, she felt like she was enchanted, and she couldn't stop thinking about some things that had happened recently. She seemed to feel a deep worry in her heart, but she didn't know what she was worried about, and she came to this place without her thoughts.

The man in front of her was the King of Sand, but he was also her father, she was the princess of Istania, but she was only a young girl.

Babartan put down the wood carving in his hand and walked over, looking at his little daughter. He reached out and stroked Afifa's braids, and asked, "Did you blame me for not allowing you to participate in the celebration?" ”

"Father, Afifa doesn't dare to do this."

"I just don't dare, it seems that I really think so."

Afifa looked up and looked at his father with tears in his eyes.

"Well, don't think about it so much," Babaltan sighed softly, "I won't let you participate in the celebration just because I have some worries, and if you insist on going, I won't refuse." As for your sister's affairs, don't worry too much, she understands what is going on, and after a while, everything will be fine. ”

He gently stroked the back of his daughter's head. "I'm already planning to have Alef take the place of the Sand King, with whom you sisters have always had a good relationship, and who we will have to deal with more recently. After that, maybe he'll have to take care of you—"

"If you calculate carefully, it's been almost twenty years since I ascended the throne, and time has gone so fast."

Afifa looked at his father, and a sense of panic arose in his heart, and he whispered:

"Father's ......"

Babaltan smiled and rubbed his daughter's hair with his hand.

"Okay, it's cold underground, go to sleep, it's not good to stay in this kind of place for a long time."

Afifa only looked at his father with tears in his eyes, looked at the wood carving on the sarcophagus not far away, and nodded slightly.

……

"Miss Elna!?"

Among the craftsmen of Cuestak.

Under the bright glass dome of the hall, Fang Yu looked at the giant spirit descendant lady not far away in surprise and delight, and couldn't help but blurt out.

When Erna heard her name being shouted behind her, she thought it was the 'old classmates' in the old artisan association who recognized her, and she was so frightened that she subconsciously ducked to the side—her past experience of living in the sewers was famous among the craftsmen, and it was a well-known joke.

She has rarely returned to Cuestac all these years, mostly because of this reason-

However, when she turned around, she saw Fang Yu waving at her. The look of vigilance in the eyes of the Djinn Lady turned into surprise for a moment, and then into surprise, "Ed! She couldn't help but strode over, grabbed Fang Yuan's shoulder, and asked with some surprise, "Are you still alive——? ”

Ed: "??? ”

"No, phew," Erna blushed, and hurriedly changed her words, "I mean, are you alright?" ”

The lady of the president of the Tansnir Artisan Guild really didn't change her confused temperament at all, and Fang Yu couldn't help but smile. The first meeting between the two was actually not pleasant, and he even made the president lady angry and cried, but after the misunderstanding was resolved, he discovered the merits of the chairman lady.

Frank, serious and sincere, the other party taught him a lot of things in the magic guide construction, and even contributed a lot to the construction of the Seven Seas Traveler.

The people of the Seven Seas Brigade have long recognized this sincere lady - sometimes they can't turn a corner, but once they accept it, they feel cute. Fang Yuan had long regarded this lady as a friend who could be deeply befriended, and he had left Bain not long ago, and came to Cuestak except for the eldest princess.

Coupled with the series of twists and turns and mysterious events since the blind followers, these days are about to make him a little nervous.

And at this moment, when I suddenly saw my friend, I couldn't help but feel a lot brighter.

……

In a café not far from the artisan association.

The café is also a foreign thing, one of the cultures brought by the electors. But the wild coffee of Aitalia, which can almost be the ancestor of the earth's crop coffee, is not enough at all, and now commercial cultivation is emerging, but for a while there will be no finished product. Therefore, most of these cafes are just a name, and perhaps they are also the industry of the electors.

However, the environment is quite good, and in fact it is rare for the plover to see a less beautiful place in Istania - the people here seem to be quite good at enjoying life.

He held a teacup in his hand, and shook his head at one moment and then again in response to one question after another of Ms. Elna's concerns.

Soon, Fang Yu put down the cup in his hand and asked, "Why is Lady Erna here?" ”

"Come back to the debrief," Erna said, glancing cautiously around, as if she was afraid that someone would recognize her. "For more than half a month, communications have been interrupted, Tansniel has not been able to contact the Artisans' Association, and now that the storm has subsided, I have to come back and report on my own. In fact, half a week ago, I had already set off from Tansniel, but by land. ”

Referring to this sandstorm, Fang Yu couldn't help asking: "...... It's been long enough to say that this communication has been interrupted for a long time, has it always been like this in Istania? ”

This communication has been interrupted for almost a month, and it has continued until now, and he is speechless enough - no wonder Istania is a border region, who can stand this?

Unexpectedly, Erna listened to his question and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Istania?" The president shook her head like a rattle. "Wrong, Ed, you're wrong, Istania isn't the only one who has lost communication."

"More than Istania?" Fang Yu was taken aback. "Wait, didn't you say it was caused by this sandstorm?"

Could it be that sandstorms have swept other parts of the world?

"Who told you?" Erna was a little puzzled: "Normally that's the case, but not this time." This communication outage began in the north of Kaulin, and the places in White City are now paralyzed, and the guild still has the last correspondence from a month ago, which mentioned above. ”

"Of course, the big sandstorm on the Istanian side also had an impact to a greater or lesser extent, and the combination of the two factors has formed the current situation. However, the sandstorm itself is only a result, not a cause, and I have heard that it is caused by some change in the Aether Sea. ”

"By the way," she reacted, "these things are the discoveries of the Council of Stars and Moons, and you outsiders may not know about them yet. ”

Fang Yu was stunned when he heard this.

Does that mean that the entire Kalin-Ishurian communication is at a halt at the moment?

He couldn't help but subconsciously think of the Stargate incident not long ago, which caused many passengers to be stranded. Tang Xin and her aunt's family, as well as Ai Xiaoxiao and her parents are also stranded in Aitaria because of this, the Sea of Aether is another name for the Aether Realm, what will happen to the Aether Realm? It seems that nothing like this has never been heard of in a thousand years.

He couldn't help but be a little square for a while, and subconsciously thought that there was something wrong with the star gate, right?

But when he wanted to contact Su Changfeng and ask, he took out the communication crystal and remembered that the communication had been interrupted.

But Erna was clearly unaware of such a rich activity in his heart.

"By the way," the lady looked at Fang Yu and said curiously, "At that time, I just heard from the eldest princess that you disappeared in the sandstorm, what happened after that?" ”

Fang Yu was slightly stunned, and then he reacted. It seems that Her Royal Highness did not tell the lady the president the truth, but it is understandable to think about it.

And he didn't intend to expose it, but said: "Fortunately, nothing major happened." ”

"Angina is on top, fortunately," Erna sighed, she looked at Fang Yuan: "Fortunately, you are fine, this time I will come back, in fact, I also plan to entrust the Craftsman General Association to help search for your whereabouts." The Artisan Association has chapters in various places, and I was hoping to have more people, but maybe there's always news, and everyone is worried about you-"

When Fang Yu heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little moved in his heart.

He can still hear the true feelings of this president lady. It is said that he has received the help of many people since he came to this place, and this sincerity has even diluted the evil of human nature that he had felt from the wanderer not long ago.

Perhaps the world itself is like this, both good and bad. But in general, there are more good people.

Perhaps that's why it's worth guarding.

Lady Erna looked at him with some concern: "Speaking of which, what does Eddar do in the Craftsman Association?" ”

Fang Yu is actually the one who came here to find Her Royal Highness the Princess.

During the previous celebration, Her Royal Highness told him that Sylvid and the others were in Questak City at the moment, but it was Achilles who was in charge of the arrangements, so Her Royal Highness did not know the specific address of the Seven Seas Brigade.

He came to this place today to get the addresses of all the people of the Seven Seas Brigade from the hands of Her Royal Highness the Princess and the people in the General Craftsman's Association.

But I didn't expect to meet an acquaintance.

Listening to his narration, Erna put down the cup and said with some surprise: "It turns out that Ed hasn't seen Sylvade and the others yet, I know where they are, why don't I take you there?" ”

Fang Yu was slightly stunned: "Ms. Erna knows? ”

"Of course," replied Erna, "your young lady, the courier of the messenger of Tansnir, but the man of the Artisan's Guild, through me. I've been keeping up with them on letterhead, even though it's only been a month, but I've had two or three times. I naturally know where they live. ”

"Didn't Lady Lovely Erna come back to report on her work?"

"You can tell or report at any time," Erna blushed again, she had previously recognized Fang Yu in the Craftsmen's Guild, and had already been noticed by many people. All in all, today doesn't look like a good time to go back, so let's put it off for a while and put it later.

In general, she would rather not go back to report and be punished for it — better than being recognized by others in public.

Thinking that if Fang Yu and the others knew about her original troubles, she might as well find a crack in the ground to drill into.

The Djinn Lady was in her mind.

But as everyone knows, she has long been betrayed by Achilles.

……

Wonderful Book House