Under the guidance of the young monk, everyone passed through another magic water mirror gate, and finally walked out of the corridor of the city wall and entered the interior of the candle castle.

After stepping through the Water Mirror Gate, a colorful and vibrant garden appeared in front of everyone. The garden is not well cared for, and all kinds of wonderful flowers and plants compete to show the best side of the visitor.

Compared with some aristocratic courtyard gardens that Qin Lun had seen, although they were not combined into gorgeous patterns or neatly trimmed, a natural beauty was about to emerge, making the viewer can't help but feel nostalgic for them.

Of course, in addition to the garden that brings everyone's eyes, the most attractive building inside the Candle Castle is the giant tower standing in the center of the castle, which is the central library of the Candle Castle and the core of the entire Candle Castle.

The Central Library is a Gothic spire-topped tower, more than 20 meters taller than the mage tower on the six-sided city wall, and is the highest building in the entire Candlecastle island group.

The ground floor of the tower is a rotunda, which covers a huge area, with a diameter of nearly 70 meters at the widest point on the left and right. From where Qin Lun and the others were standing to the main entrance of the tower, there was a smooth gravel road.

The main entrance of the tower is a cone-topped arch, and there is a raised stone platform more than ten meters in front of the door, on which stands a stone statue of an old man holding a book in his hand, wearing a pointed mage hat, looking up at the front, which is to commemorate the great prophet Arlando.

There are more than a dozen relief patterns carved on the sides of the arch and on the stone wall above, which, judging from the content, seem to tell the history of the Candle Castle from its establishment to the present.

Qin Lun and the others walked into the main entrance of the library with amazement. The lobby of the library is very large, and the dome is almost tens of meters high, which should occupy a third of the height of the tower.

At the edge of the hall, gentle corridors spiral around the walls, both upward and downward leading to the underground part of the tower, a massive hopping structure.

Curiously, the gallop does not have a staircase, but a slope with a small angle. According to the monk who led the way, the removal of the stairs was done so that scholars who were immersed in thought would not fall down while walking, which was really thoughtful.

On the walls of the upward corridor hang portraits of humans, elves, and even dwarves, in short, you can see portraits of various intelligent races.

Mastasha recognized some of the figures in the portraits, which she said were more famous historical figures of various races, most of whom were polymaths.

From time to time, you can see scholars wearing monks' robes or mage robes walking by with books between them, most of them with thoughtful expressions on their faces, almost ignoring Qin Lun and other outsiders.

"Please go this way!" The monk who led the way for Qin Lun and the others smiled strangely and led everyone to the spiral corridor that went deep underground.

"Hey, Idria, Elistine...... You don't want to leave me alone! While everyone was looking around, Linda ran towards them panting.

This little girl, who doesn't know how old she is, has become more and more affectionate with her companions during this adventure. The strange thing is that the one who has the best relationship with her is not the Lancet trio who originally took care of her a lot, but Idria, a follower of Lady Lavita, followed by the elven beauty Elistine.

"Hehe, Linda, didn't your teacher punish you?" Mastasha asked teasingly.

"Alas, don't mention it, the teacher scolded me badly and assigned me a lot of homework. It is estimated that after this is done, I will have to copy books in Candle Castle for decades to come. Linda's face fell, and she said with a sad face.

"Oh, after this is over? So your teacher gave you permission to go to the Northlands? Idria sensitively heard Linda's words, and asked in surprise.

"Yes, the teacher said that everyone is responsible for world peace! Candlestick had to do his best, but he didn't have the time, so he had to put me on behalf of love and justice to judge the Many, many evil organizations of the Santarim Society. The little girl raised her fist and said with a solemn and sacred expression.

"Poof!" Seeing Linda's pretty face and sworn Yan Sù, the three beauties in the team couldn't help but smile and leaned back.

Qin Lun and the other two murderers looked at each other and smiled, knowing that Linda was lying, but they had no intention of investigating deeply. No matter what Linda's teacher was thinking, as long as Linda didn't help the Santarin Society, they would be happy to have many powerful dragon mages in the team.

Walking down the corridor, Qin Lun and the others went deeper and deeper into the ground. Even though it was far from the ground, the air was still fresh, and the sides of the hallway were inlaid with magic lanterns that glowed brightly orange and yellow.

After walking for some time, some doors with runes inscribed on both sides of the corridor began to appear, which, according to the young monks who led the way, were the residences of some scholars who preferred to be quiet, and some of them were special kinds of book storage rooms.

After about two quarters of an hour, Qin Lun and the others finally came to the end, and a spacious hall space appeared in front of them. The light of this hall was unusually dark, and the shadows could be seen all around the hall with ancient and heavy stone doors.

"Please try to be as quiet as possible here, the stone gates around are the scholar's burial chambers that are forever buried in Candlefort." The young monk whispered to everyone.

"Why is the burial chamber here, isn't Candlefort afraid that visitors will disturb the Eternal Sleeping Scholars?" Qin Lun lowered his voice and asked.

The monk glanced at Qin Lun and replied softly, "There is also a tomb deeper in the Candle Castle, and no one can enter there. The burial chambers arranged here are the wills left by these scholars themselves during their lifetimes.

When they were alive, they dedicated all their time to Ogmar, the god of knowledge, and did not leave a legacy themselves, so after their deaths they hoped that a visitor to Candle Keep would meet the conditions and inherit their mantle. ”

"What kind of conditions are they?" Qin Lun asked with a little curiosity.

"Every Eternal Sleep scholar is different, and some simply leave a difficult puzzle in front of the door of the tomb, and anyone who can solve the puzzle can enter the tomb and take their relics with them. Others rely on blood, and if their descendants or relatives come to visit, the hidden magic mechanism in the tomb door will react. ”

This time, it was Linda who took over the topic and said with a smile, "In short, any condition may be there!" If you're looking for opportunities, the guide can also take you around, but not for too long. ”

"Forget it, don't make any extraneous branches, let's do our best to teleport the magic circle!" Mastasha urged from the side.

"Of course, you have paid enough price, and everything is as you wish." The young monk smiled and led everyone to the corridor at the back of the hall.

However, as the procession passed through a certain burial chamber, a heavy, seemingly innocent stone door suddenly glowed brightly, startling everyone.

"No, such blood!" Everyone, including Linda and the young monk, couldn't help but widen their eyes. According to Linda, one of them is a descendant of scholars who are immortalized in this tomb.

"Anyway, please stop here for a moment, and I'm going to check your bloodline to see which visitor can carry on the legacy of this Candlekeep ancestor." The young monk looked stern and insisted that everyone come to the front of the tomb one by one.

"It won't be a long time coming!" Linda also helped the monk speak.

"If one of us takes the contents of the tomb, do we have to pay for it?" Qin Lun frowned and asked.

"No, the contents of these tombs do not belong to Candlefort, but to the private relics of those scholars." The Monk and Linda shook their heads at the same time, "Candle Castle is just following their will so that their inheritance will not be severed, this is the only thing Candle Castle can do for them." ”

Hearing Linda say this, everyone had no reason to object, and stepped forward one by one to cut their fingers, allowing blood to drip into a stone trough in front of the tomb door.

Of course, the three apostles of Qin Lun were not descendants of the bloodline, and their blood did not react after dripping into the stone trough. The next two elven beauties, Mastasia and Elistine, were also not eligible, and everyone's eyes suddenly converged on the last person.

"Me?" Idria's face was a little complicated, and she hesitated to step forward.

"It's okay, Idria, maybe this scholar who is buried in the tomb is one of your distant ancestors." Linda smiled and encouraged.

"After I joined the Lauvita Church, I have long since left behind my family and background, I no longer have any ancestors, and I don't want any relatives." Idria sighed, still refusing to verify the bloodline.

"It doesn't matter if you admit the bloodline or not, take out the relics of the scholar in the tomb first, and if you really don't want it, give it to Candle Castle for safekeeping." Qin Lun's eyes flashed, and he pushed Idria to the tomb door.

When Idria's blood dripped into the stone trough, there was a magical reaction as expected, and the bright red blood gradually lit up red, as if the blood-colored orb was rolling around in the stone trough.

The heavy stone door of the burial chamber made a sound and slowly opened inward. After Idria was pushed in, the door to the tomb closed again.

However, according to the monk, there was no danger in the tomb, and as soon as Idria removed the legacy relics left by the scholar, the tomb door would open again.

A moment later, the stone door of the tomb opened again, and Idria, with a strange face, stepped out of it. Everyone noticed that she was holding a quaint ruby ring in her hand.

After coming out, Idria did not give the ring to the monks of Candlecastle, but put it directly on the middle finger of her right hand, seemingly choosing to accept the inheritance.

Seeing that the female knight was a little silent, everyone was very wise not to ask her questions, as if this had never happened.