The demolition work went smoothly, and at the end of the project, at the bottom of the high platform, someone found a hidden compartment.

Master Dewey warned the crowd not to act rashly, and he took me aboard the magic airship with me to ask Fred Alexander about the secret matter.

Alexander regretted that he could not help him, and he told Master Dewey that the mausoleum had been built after his death, and that he had no idea of the layout of the tomb.

To no avail, we had to go back to the mausoleum.

On the way, we started a discussion about whether to open the dark grid.

Master Dewey said that everything is important to be safe, and there may be treasures hidden in the hidden grid, or it may just be traps.

Right now, the coffin, the Adamantite Gold, and the Mithril Plateau have all been sent to the magic airship, and now that you have tasted the sweetness, don't covet this little thing that doesn't know the blessings and misfortunes.

In the face of Master Dewey's attitude of seeking stability, I did not disagree, but put forward a diametrically opposed opinion.

I think that since Master Dewey was able to start from scratch and create the strongest business empire in the Zephyr Continent, he must naturally know the truth of 'seeking wealth and danger'.

In fact, the excavation of mausoleums is no different from doing business, both of which are concentrated in the word 'risk'.

The more likely it is to be a dangerous place, the greater the chance of obtaining a rare treasure.

Although it is not ruled out that there is a vicious mechanism hidden in the secret compartment, it is also half possible that it is not a trap trap hidden inside, but a rare treasure.

It may even be worth more than all the treasures in the entire mausoleum.

Because of this possibility, I decided to take a gamble.

Master Dewey's expression was still very serious, and he still didn't agree with my idea, but he agreed with the idea of 'seeking wealth and danger'.

In order to test my suspicions, he decided to sacrifice some of the staff and open the secret compartment instead of me.

I oppose Master Dewey's practice of treating unrelated staff members as outcasts and saving my life with their lives, and I believe that all lives are equal, and since this proposal was made by me, it should be carried out by me personally.

Master Dewey mercilessly rejected my objections, and he reprimanded me solemnly, saying: "This is their job, not a place left for you to do your best, and you have no right to snatch their qualifications to dedicate themselves to the country!" ”

His tone was extremely harsh, and I was ashamed of myself.

Indeed, dedication to the country is a supreme honor for goblins and dwarves, and I should not deprive them of this right because I can't bear it.

But on the other hand, this is also a conspiracy of Master Dewey, who used the spirit of 'dedication to the country', on the one hand, to encourage the staff to brave the hardships and dangers, and on the other hand, to remove me, the proposer, from the group involved in danger, not to leave them a handle, but also to make them willing.

After all, it was an honor, and I was 'ruthlessly' excluded.

After listening to Master Dewey's reprimand to me, the staff were even more energetic, quickly measured the general specifications of the dark grid, and began to excavate.

Their movements were steady, but not slow, and it took less than two hours for the tiles to be cut into a square half a meter square.

Later, I didn't understand how they tinkered, and a centimeter-thick layer of bricks was cut out by them.

Then, using the same technique, two pieces of bricks with a thickness of three millimeters were cut, and the dark grid was impressively presented in front of our eyes.

At first glance, it was just an ordinary dark grid, with no hidden weapons, just a parchment scroll.

I pushed aside the staff, crouched down next to the dark compartment, and reached for the parchment roll.

Master Dewey reminded from the side: "If anything happens, don't worry about that parchment, it's important to save your life!" ”

I let out an 'um' sound and cautiously lowered my right hand.

I first pressed on the parchment roll, then clamped the parchment roll with two fingers, and clamped it slightly hard, and after making sure that there was no mechanism, I took out the parchment roll with confidence.

After taking away the parchment roll, there was nothing left in the dark compartment.

The parchment roll was handed over to the staff wearing gloves on the side to check the poison, and after making sure that it was non-toxic and harmless, he took it back and carefully unfolded it.

On this seemingly rough parchment roll, a delicate picture unfolds before our eyes.

But this is neither a figure nor a landscape painting, but a map.

"Maps?" I looked over and over a few times, but I didn't find any clues.

Master Dewey took the parchment from my hand, studied it carefully, and, like me, found no clue.

You look at me, I look at you, and we all look at you, both of them are confused.

"Let's go back and ask the professionals," I suggested, "maybe we don't have the best understanding of a whole day here than they can understand in a minute." ”

Master Dewey raised his hands in agreement with my suggestion.

After that, we walked around the mausoleum again, and after making sure that there were no more rare treasures, the group cheered and left.

Out of the tomb gate, I suggested that Master Dewey leave here immediately in a magic airship, anyway, this is the territory of Dasai City after all, and if they are seen by the Orc King, they will not be able to share some of the loot.

Master Dewey made up his mind for a moment, felt that what I said was reasonable, and immediately led the crowd out of the territory of Dasai City and flew straight to Vicky Castle.

After the magic airship disappeared into the sky, the call crystal rang, it was Master Dewey.

I said in my heart that this is just a separation, does he miss me?

As soon as he picked it up, his ears were buzzing with Master Dewey's surprise shout: "Xiao Yi, I just asked, this is not an ordinary map, but a route map!" ”

"Oh, yes," I said calmly, "So, which line is it recording?" ”

"It's my mausoleum too," a familiar and beautiful voice rang out, from Fred Alexander, who said in a deep voice, "It's the mausoleum where my real body is housed." ”

"Oh yo~" My heart bloomed with joy: "It turned out to be a mausoleum where the real body was placed~"

"I know what you're thinking" Alexander's voice was a little helpless, "You can take what is inside, as long as you don't touch my body." ”

"Huh?" I teased: "I thought you had seen it, but I still cared about my body~"

"That's my body after all," Alexander said more and more helplessly, "If I could, I would prefer to be kept safe." ”

"Okay, don't kid you," I said seriously, "Don't worry, I won't move your body, and I can contact the Fairy Empress to protect your mausoleum." ”

"Thank you," Alexander said sincerely, "as a token of gratitude, as I said earlier, you can take anything from the mausoleum as a reward, but only one." ”

(End of chapter)