Alabastan, deep in a cliff mine.

The dry environment of the desert has not left many traces of time on the stone gate, and the reliefs on the door wall are clearly visible, with the roaring dragon stepping on the peak of a majestic castle with one paw, and the town in flames below, and the knight riding a tall horse and holding a sword aloft, leading the soldiers as if to meet the dragon.

"What is this? Ancient history of Alabastan? ”

Ron asked, confused.

In order to excavate the treasure, Lireske recruited many talented people, among whom was an archaeologist, who had written more than a dozen books and was the world's number one historian.

"No, it shouldn't be."

Hearing this, the thin and old scholar, who was less than 1.6 meters tall, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and replied: "According to geographical investigations and historical documents, Alabastan was the current desert kingdom in the primeval era thousands of years ago. ”

"In addition to the dragons and knights as the protagonists, this relief also uses a lot of brush and ink to outline the rivers and mountains in the distance, which is not found in Alabastan."

I have to say that the mentality of top scholars with economic resources is generally good.

After seeing the unbelievable scene of Ron's attack on the dragons, the ordinary workers trembled in the face of him, for fear of doing something wrong and causing death.

But the old pedant was still neither humble nor arrogant, as if he were teaching his own students.

Of course, Ron is not his student, but the old pedantic mentality has reached a state, and the eight winds are not moving, honor and disgrace are not shocked.

And his real student......

Ron glanced at the three young men and women who were barely standing not far away with trembling legs, and continued to ask, "So your speculation is ......"

"Lieutenant General Canglong said that this treasure map was left by a pirate group 300 years ago, right?"

The old scholar held up the silver wire map in his hand, and the dusk chandelier shone on the humble wooden table, next to which were several photographs left by Lieutenant General Gumir in the treasure hunt.

"Yes, you think it has something to do with them?"

"That's right."

The old pedant nodded and said.

"This exquisite workmanship, the drawings and words used to hide people's ears and eyes on the outside before, are not something that those illiterate pirates can master!"

Ron: "......"

Well, no problem!

Aren't pirates just illiterate?

At least seventy percent of the pirates, except for the ship's doctor and navigator, do not know a single big character.

For example, Luffy!

Some of the small pirates including these two positions are illiterate, and the navigators rely on the experience accumulated over the years at sea, and the ship doctor = veterinarian.

Calmly despised the pirates, the old pedant continued.

"Although there is a possibility that the pirates are playing tricks, I prefer to believe that it is the pirate captain who left this treasure map with a noble identity!"

"After all, the symbolism of this mural is too obvious...... Only aristocratic families will pass down the legends of their ancestors as a family honor, and even after death, they will carve on the tomb door to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors. ”

The relief on the stone gate tells the story of a group of knights who fought against the dragon.

This is where the confidence of the old pedant comes from.

It's like a "family cemetery".

Of course, ordinary people can have it, but ...... Is it necessary?

"Tomb Gate?"

Ron rubbed his chin, "In other words, the treasure field is actually a mausoleum?" And the owner of the tomb is a nobleman who became a pirate? And then this pirate captain of unknown origin died in Alabastan, so there is this mausoleum? ”

"For now, yes."

The old scholar nodded and said: "The construction team has explored the terrain, starting from the tomb gate, and the underground rock formation area of 30,000 square meters behind it is stable, and no matter how large the tomb is, it can accommodate it." ”

It is nothing new for nobles to become pirates.

The desire for freedom is not a common man's thoughts.

Before the era of pirates, there were many thrill-seeking nobles who sailed out to sea with their attendants and gave themselves a resounding name, which was as normal as a child's house wine.

Not to mention the case of Vince Mock Sanji, who will be reduced from a prince to a commoner by fate.

"Please, please allow me to dig it out, Lieutenant General Canglong!"

The old pedant's tone was full of inquiry.

What kind of secret is hidden behind the owner of the tomb who can build such a large mausoleum?

As an archaeologist, I was forced to go out of the mountain to help provide consulting services in order to avoid the disaster of death, but I did not expect such an amazing and unexpected discovery.

For a while, Ron was red with excitement, and Ron was afraid that he would not be able to breathe and die on the spot.

“……”

"Okay, but I have to warn you."

After a moment's thought, Ron nodded in agreement with his request.

"Don't worry!"

Before he finished speaking, the old scholar almost jumped up excitedly, pressed the urge to start work immediately, and immediately patted his skinny chest: "Everything excavated inside belongs to Lieutenant General Canglong, and the old man only needs a document is enough!" ”

Ron: "......"

"That's not what I'm trying to say."

Ron couldn't help but feel ashamed of the emotional intelligence of scientific researchers, smashed his mouth, and reminded: "The place to live after death is a normal person who doesn't want to be disturbed." ”

"Why did the owner of the tomb leave a map to guide us?"

Swish!

The old scholar was stunned for a moment, and then a cold sweat flowed for a long time.

Truly!

Which of the ancient tombs he excavated in the past was not tightly hidden, for fear of being found.

And now, although it takes a lot of effort to find a burial place, it is because of the additional difficulty caused by the change of terrain caused by the change of time in the desert area.

For the existence of the tomb, don't say shy away, and even take the initiative to leave a map!

Why?!

Feeling too lonely after death, deliberately looking for someone to come to the grave to jump?

Boom!

Whoa......

Suddenly, a violent shaking of the mountain appeared in the mine.

There seemed to be some hard weight behind the door that had been smashed, and it fell to the ground with a loud "thump".

The old scholar was suddenly startled, and when he looked back, he saw that the ten-meter stone door, which had not been shaken by hundreds of workers, had opened inward.

Ron withdrew his dusty palm, the corners of his mouth curled.

"I hope you can give me an answer to this question."

Grunt......

"Woo, woo!"

The air circulated through the yellow sand pit, making an ugly whimpering sound, looking at the black entrance of the tomb, the old scholar swallowed with difficulty, and his scalp was numb for a moment.

……

Ron, of course, wondered what would happen in the tomb.

However, through the heart net, he noticed that an acquaintance was approaching, so he threw the task to the old pedant and walked away.

In the middle of the yellow sand, a tired camel is running through the desert.

The people were dizzy in the bright sun, and the Katakuri on the camel's back took out the water bag and poured a mouthful of muddy water on the oasis halfway, and then carefully put away the water bag, even if the sweat flowed down the eyelashes, he didn't dare to make too much movement, and the movements were gentle and delicate.

In the desert, the phrase "water is the source of life" is most brutally confirmed.

Whether it is humans, animals, or even insects living underground, death is the only fate if they do not receive water replenishment.

"It should be very close here, right?"

Katakuri thought.

The Bactrian camel let out a weak cry and climbed a sand dune with heavy steps.

"Sure enough, there it is!"

Behind the cliffs in the distance, a large camp stretching for hundreds of meters appeared on the yellow sand in a very discordant manner, and Katakuri's eyes lit up, and he was about to speed up his movements.

But at this time......

Zizi!

"You know, I don't want to kill you just yet."

"But if I don't kill you if too many people see me, I'll be in big trouble afterwards......"

The cold grumbling echoed in his ears, and Katakuri lowered his head slightly, looking at the sharp halberd tip that fit his neck, his eyes full of shock.

What speed is this?

The moment the picture of death that he saw in foresight of the future appeared in his mind, the thunder halberd had already been added!

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