Gawain didn't know if this little girl named Rebecca had her head smashed when she fought with the monster before, but she still said patiently: "Although I have lived here for many years...... But I was already dead by then, okay? Will you know what your grave will look like when you die? ”

Rebecca thought about it, and wanted to remind her ancestors that the imperial tomb of the founding king of Ansu was repaired when the king was still alive, and the king himself even participated in the design, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that if she ** was ** again, she would easily be killed on the spot by Aunt Hetty, so she swallowed the words in her throat hard, and smiled awkwardly: "Ahaha...... Makes sense. ”

"Now we can't go back the way we came," Hetty sighed and calmly analyzed, "The atrium of the castle and the entrance to the tomb of the ancestors have been occupied by those monsters, and going back the same way is a dead end. ”

"We have to find another way," Gawain said as he recalled his inherited memories, "Seven hundred years have passed, and the castle in this territory is probably not the structure it was back then, right?" ”

"The superstructure has been renovated several times, but the foundation hasn't moved," Hetty hastened, "and the entrance you mentioned should still be in place." ”

"Yes, that's easy," Gawain said, holding out his hand to one of the soldiers next to him, "Lend me the sword." ”

Taking the sword from the soldier, Gawain sketched on the ground, first drawing a top view of the outline of the castle, and then a side view roughly divided into three layers, although they were all hastily sketched, but the general division of the blocks was still clear.

"The entrance is in this location, two levels underground, next to the cellar and the grain store, which were the cellar and the grain store. There are two passages to get inside, but both of them have to go from the ground, so they probably won't work. ”

Rebecca looked curiously at the sketch Gawain had drawn casually: "It's also a wine cellar and a granary, but I never knew there was a third room between them......"

"It's not a room, it's a mezzanine, with some architectural tricks, it's just hidden between the walls and the supporting beams," Gawain smiled, "This land was not peaceful back then, the frontier land, the monsters that emerged from the wasteland of the Gondor Empire and the crazy old imperial army would hit the door almost once every ten days and half a month, and the earliest Cecil Territory was almost built according to the standards of war fortresses, in this case, secret passages and sandwich walls were essential things, which could be used for emergency evacuation and also to deliver supplies when they were besieged. ”

The Byron knight took a closer look at the improvised map, then drew his sword and drew it diagonally below the map: "So we're going to the entrance to the second floor of the castle...... And it is not possible to pass through any above-ground passages, including the atrium. This is where we are now, and the Tomb of the Ancestors is an underground structure built to the southeast of the castle, about a third of which coincides with the foundation of the castle......"

"In this overlapping area, there should be passages," Gawain interrupted Byron, "The mausoleum was built seven hundred years ago, when the craftsmen were still the same people who built the war fortress, and these buildings were also built according to the standards and rules of the time, and there must be a backup passage. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Rebecca a little strangely, "You really don't know anything about this?" This is probably the knowledge that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Cecil family. ”

Rebecca lowered her head a little shyly: "I ......"

"Ancestor, we have failed to live up to the glory you fought for your family back then," Hetty said with some difficulty, biting her lip, "The Cecil family has been through a lot in the past seven hundred years......

"Well, I see," Gawain waved his hand, this was not the time to tell a story, "and when I get out of here, I'll get you guys to know what has happened in the past seven hundred years." Now it is imperative to find a way from the mausoleum to the dark passage. ”

Rebecca, Hetty, Byron, and the others crouched in front of the improvised maps to study, but although they knew the ancient castle of the Cecil family, they did not know the structure of the tomb - this 700-year-old mausoleum was not a tourist attraction with two silver coins and a ticket, let alone come and walk around every once in a while, even if the mausoleum was not closed a hundred years ago, the heirs of the family could only enter the interior of the mausoleum a limited number of times in their lives - and they were not allowed to go near the resting place of the ancestors.

Who knows where the secret passage is!

In the face of this question, even Gawain's memory has no effect, after all, when he died, he definitely didn't expect that one day he would have to get up and think about it......

But just when a few people were at a loss, Amber, who had always stayed by her side honestly, suddenly spoke: "Na...... I probably know the way ......."

Suddenly, the eyes of everyone in the tomb fell on the half-elf thief.

Amber's neck shrank suddenly.

Hetty frowned: "How would you know?" ”

"I'm ......" Amber was a little scared, but after seeing Gawain's encouraging gaze, she grew bold, "That's where I got in...... The direction should be about the same, I guess it's a dark passage. ”

Gawain nodded: "Very good, you lead the way." ”

Amber patted her chest: "As long as you don't hold me accountable for digging your ancestral grave......"

Hetty glared at the open-mouthed half-elf, picked up her staff and turned towards the tomb door, while Gawain stopped abruptly before he could take a step.

"Ancestor?" Rebecca looked at him curiously.

"I've got to bring a weapon, too." Gawain said that although he was not the legendary Grand Duke who opened up territory seven hundred years ago, he still had the common sense to find a self-defense weapon in this dangerous place.

His gaze swept through the chamber, and one of the soldiers took the initiative to untie his sword from his waist and was about to hand it over, but Gawain waved his hand to decline the soldier's kindness. Guided by his memory, he came to the black steel coffin and searched for it inside.

He found a heavy sword in the coffin that was pitch black, with a faint crimson blade near the gauntlet.

The moment the long sword was in hand, a feeling of familiarity and handiness came to his heart, as if every line on this sword was as incredible as his own palm prints, Gao Wen subconsciously swung the long sword twice, and each swing seemed to have been tempered by a thousand times.

He knew that this was the memory of his current body—that even though his soul had changed, every muscle still remembered how to use the weapon.

It was a pleasant surprise, but it wasn't too unexpected.

In addition to the remnants of his body's memories, he could also find all the combat knowledge of Gawain Cecil in his mind, not only basic swordsmanship and riding skills, but also those supernatural powers that Gawain considered almost magical, which was undoubtedly exciting, but now was not the time to experiment and learn.

Let's get out of the current bad situation first.

Rebecca's eyes widened when she saw the black long sword, and even her voice trembled slightly: "This is ...... The legendary Ansu Pioneer Sword? ”

Hearing Rebecca's voice, Hetty, who had already walked to the door, turned her head in an instant, she looked at the sword in Gawain's hand fixedly, and her face could not hide her excitement: "The sword of the pioneer?!" ”

"It's just a sharper sword now," Gawain sighed, "Seven hundred years, even if the weapon blessed by the elves will not be worn out and corroded, the magic inside has escaped, and I don't know how long it will take to recharge." ”

As he spoke, Gawain turned his head to look at the front of the coffin, where there was a small stone platform, but the platform was empty, which made Gawain frown instantly: "Wait, I remember there is still a shield here...... What about my shield? Why is the big shield gone? ”

The expression on Hetty's face was instantly difficult to look at: "Ancestor...... Once again, your descendants have failed you, and the shield of the Guardian of the Ansu Kingdom was removed from the tomb by your descendant, Grumman Cecil, a hundred years ago, and subsequently lost on the battlefield......"

Hetty spoke in a hurry, obviously there were still many things he didn't dare to say, perhaps because he was worried that after telling the big event a hundred years ago, the ancestor in front of him would die on the spot in a hurry - although it would be easy to rebury the coffin next to it......

Gawain could detect Hetty's hesitation, but he didn't break it, but frowned and scolded: "Loser...... Fortunately, the sword was in the coffin, and that Grumman was not so mad as to pry the coffin of his ancestor into a suit! ”

Hertie and Rebecca could only listen in a cold sweat, the old ancestor jumped out of the coffin and scolded the grandfather, this matter is seriously beyond the scope of fantasy, and the juniors really feel so stressed when they take a breath!

Fortunately, Gawain was only a little annoyed by the lack of equipment that might come in handy, and after scolding, he didn't say anything more, but left the tomb with everyone.

After leaving the tomb and heading to the stone hall, Rebecca looked around for a moment, then beckoned to the corner, "Betty! Come out! It's safe! ”

Gawain looked over curiously, and saw a small, skinny girl who looked a little smaller than Rebecca might have cowered out of the shadows in the corner, dressed in a coarse cloth dress, with a few adolescent freckles on her face, flaxen hair scattered behind her head, and a frying pan clutched tightly in her hand.

After seeing Gawain, the little girl called Betty had a clear look of hesitation and nervousness on her face, and with her not-so-bright brain, she probably couldn't imagine where this stranger suddenly appeared from......

"This is the maid in the castle, and we don't know how she was left behind by the first group to break out, so she came over in such a daze," Rebecca briefly introduced the little girl, "Betty, this is ......"

A slight jolt from above the mausoleum interrupted Rebecca's words.

"It's not the time to speak," Gawain raised his sword and looked at Amber, "Now, lead the way." ”

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