After getting off the arena, the old man told me that he didn't need to make a move, and the proprietress wouldn't cut this blow, and the reason why he made a move was just to end this pointless fight, after all, I was too tender.

Next, the proprietress challenged all the Dreadnought guild members except for Old Man Taylor, and there was no one to parry except for Emily and Bai Yunying, who were still able to parry a few times.

Looking at the crooked and disgraced members of the Fearless Guild, the proprietress was overwhelmed, and I suggested that the proprietress have a fight with Mr. Taylor, but the proprietress refused, and she did not hide that she was not qualified to compete with Mr. Taylor.

For the next half day, we went shopping, dining, chatting, chatting, and having fun.

Towards the end of the night, after everyone had gone to sleep, I quietly got up, got dressed, put on my weapons, left a letter, tiptoed out the door, and hurried to the magic airship base.

I still have one more important thing to do - enter the real tomb of Fred Alexander and find his body.

This was specially asked by Fred Alexander himself, and I was also very puzzled at the time, generally speaking, the owner of the tomb deliberately laid a net to prevent the tomb from being stolen, but I have never heard of anyone who specifically asked someone else to dig up his own tomb?

Fred Alexander explained to me: no matter how strong the mausoleum is, there will always be a day when it will be stolen and excavated, and it is better to leave it to the younger generations who are more optimistic about it, and at least ensure that the body is not ruined.

Think about it, if the mausoleum is successfully stolen by unscrupulous adventurers, not only will the treasure be plundered, but even the corpses placed in it will not be spared.

Well, just do a good deed and accumulate yin virtue.

But then again, being able to associate tomb robbing with good deeds is really a once-in-a-century coincidence.

As soon as the magic airship sailed away from the base, the call crystal in my pocket rang, and when I picked it up, it was Bai Yunying.

"You snuck away again, didn't you?" Bai Yun's English tone was steady, his voice was low, and there was no emotional fluctuation at all.

I was a little surprised, and I couldn't help but ask, "Are you awake?" ”

"I haven't slept all this time," she said calmly, "where are you going this time?" ”

I muttered a little, "Go and find a mausoleum." ”

"There is no shortage of money at home," Bai Yunying said, "And we each have at least one Mithril weapon." ”

"I know," I said, "it's not for money, it's not for weapons. ”

"So for what?" Bai Yunying was puzzled: "Is there anything more important than fighting monsters and upgrading and accompanying your family?" ”

"In order to fulfill my promise," I said, "I promised a man to go to the mausoleum and take something away." ”

"What's that?"

"A corpse."

"Grave robbers?"

"The owner of the tomb."

After a few seconds of silence, Bai Yunying asked again: "The person who asked you, is it a man or a woman?" ”

"Man," I said.

Bai Yunying let out an 'oh' and said, "Introduce me to me in the future." ”

"No problem" I smiled, "I think, that person, must be looking forward to meeting you." ”

Hanging up the crystal and lying on the bed, I imagined the scene after Fred Alexander's memories met Bai Yunying.

What kind of feelings will Fred Alexander show?

Agitated?

Or is it a surprise?

When Bai Yunying learns that she is actually a descendant of Fred's lineage, how will she behave?

Well, if it was Bai Yunying, she probably wouldn't have any special performance, after all, she had no interest in bloodlines and other things.

The only thing that interested her was me except for new magic.

The magic airship soon arrived at Castle Vechic.

After getting off the airship, I hurriedly met with Master Dewey, and obtained a hand-drawn map of the location of the mausoleum, as well as a map of the internal structure of some of the mausoleum.

Master Dewey told me that this diagram of the interior was drawn from the memories of Fred-Alexander.

I was curious and asked, "How did he know about the design of his mausoleum?" ”

Master Dewey explained: "The mausoleum of any monarch was built during their lifetime, and the same is true of His Royal Highness Fred Alexander, and not only that, but he also drew up part of the mausoleum plan, which is this part. ”

Master Dewey patted the drawings of the internal structure of the mausoleum and said seriously: "His Royal Highness Alexander was called the Holy King during his lifetime and was admired by all the people, presumably those craftsmen who built the mausoleum would not go against his wishes. ”

I nodded, took the two drawings, and carefully put them away.

Master Dewey asked again, "How are the tools for tomb robbing prepared?" ”

"It's all on paper," I said, "and I'll buy them all in a minute." ”

"Well, okay, you go buy it first, and come to the palace after buying the tools."

I looked at Master Dewey suspiciously.

Master Dewey blinked mysteriously: "I'll give you a gift later." ”

Just as there is no shortage of barbecue shops on the commercial streets of Dasai City, there is no shortage of tools on the commercial streets of Vechiburg.

After less than half a turn, I bought all the tools for tomb robbing.

Hurrying to the palace, Master Dewey had been waiting at the gate for a long time, and when he saw me coming, he handed over the box in the palm of his hand.

"What is this?" I asked curiously.

"We'll find out when you take it apart," Master Dewey said with a mysterious expression.

Confused, I opened the box and pulled out a piece of chain mail from it.

This piece of chain mail is only made of a thin layer of chain interlocking, and each of the buckles connected together is very thin, about only about one millimeter, and the whole chain mail is composed of countless such small buckle rings connected to each other, and the buckles are connected.

Don't look at it as fine and thin, but the weight is not light.

Master Dewey rubbed the smooth surface of the chain mail and smiled: "This is a chain mail modeled after the ancient goblin close-fitting battle armor, the material is pure Mithril, and only this one is imitated at present, you can wear it and try it to see if it fits." ”

Holding the Mithril chain mail, I was really moved.

It's not just a valuable piece of equipment, it's a life-saving talisman.

In the case of only one piece at present, Master Dewey also gave it to me, and this father-son relationship is undoubted.

I excitedly held the Mithril chain mail and said to Master Dewey, "Father, why don't you use such a precious chain mail yourself?" ”

Master Dewey shook his head and said, "In Vicky Castle, no one has been able to hurt me, and besides, this chain mail was forged according to your body shape from the beginning, and I didn't wear it properly." ”

Holding back the excitement, I changed into chain mail, and it was a perfect fit.

Master Dewey nodded with satisfaction: "With this body armor, I believe that you will be able to return victorious, and I look forward to your triumph." ”

(End of chapter)