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"That's what we buried again!" the man lowered his voice, looking like he was divulging secrets, "The Countess doesn't want anyone else to see those things. ”

"That makes sense. "The Countess doesn't want to be seen, and the patrolman won't let me see it." ”

The man clearly showed the anger of being suspected, he was not lying, and the camel could see it clearly.

"Let's dig it out together!" the men around the camels nodded together, "We're buried together, really!"

The camel seemed to have given up completely, and he, like anyone who gets into the horns of a bull, is completely incapable of dissenting opinions.

"The countess won't be so stupid, if she wants to dig something, she will definitely be able to dig it out, how can she dig up something that still needs to be buried!"

The men almost completely lost their patience, and after only a moment of hesitation, they decided to convince the newcomer that was not too good.

The camel followed them towards the place where the stone was buried, looking around a little nervously, he knew that the Count could see him, but now the Count could not find a reason to blend in with the crowd.

"Look, this is it. ”

Only by getting close could you see the stone carvings on the ground, where there was no writing of the man, and the camel knew that the part of the writing was buried under the earth.

"How do you know that there is a prayer on the stone, and if this thing is valuable, you can read the words on it?"

The man smiled, smirked, he was overjoyed, and he hung it all on his face.

"The Countess told me. ”

The camel didn't speak, he just tried to pile up the emotions of surprise, envy, and jealousy on his face, which were not all illusions, so it was not too difficult to make them exaggerated.

His efforts paid off, and the men even dug down a layer to allow him to see the parts of the stone with the words on them.

It is the spire of an obelisk, with ancient Emenchet inscriptions on the stone, which undoubtedly belonged to the temple.

Amid the laughter and curses of the patrolman, the men departed, and the camel naturally fell silent, gradually becoming less interesting, and then disappeared as a matter of course.

The sun runs as usual.

At night, the air became cold, and there was darkness under the cloudy night sky, and there were still patrols standing on the construction site.

The Count and the Camel stood outside the enclosure and began to prepare for the magic.

It was a gamble, and they didn't know if the countess had prepared for it, but it was the only way.

When the Count took out the Book of the Dead and began to summon the power belonging to the gods of Emenchet, a stream of air suddenly appeared.

The camel stood in the wind and looked at the fire swaying in the wind in the wall, and suddenly a trace of emotion flashed in his heart.

On the other side of the sea, Francie, the king of the world, used the power of magic gems to illuminate the city with essences, and in ancient Emenchet, the gods themselves were lighthouses, and their very existence was light, while in the current Emenchet, a heavily guarded camp, it was lit by torches.

What this meant, the camel did not know, he just suddenly sighed a little.

Then the wind suddenly blew and rolled up the dust.

Malice is in the air.

"What?"

The camel lowered his voice to avoid alarming the drowsy patrolmen, who had a very bad feeling that their attitude was too relaxed.

"The Countess's Trap ......"

As the Count spoke, the sand and dust had surrounded the two of them, and the wind howled reminded the camel of a sandstorm in the desert.

"Let's go. ”

The Count raised his hand, propped up a safe area in the dust, and walked in the direction he had come.

Reluctantly, the camel turned around and glanced at the light behind the dust, and then followed the count away.

On the construction site behind the two, the patrol officers were alarmed, and with shouts and sharp whistles, a team of patrol officers rushed out of the construction site.

They chased after the place where the dust had left, not noticing the two dark shadows in the darkness on the side of the road.

"We had a lot of luck. ”

"That's how the countess's trap is?"

The camel glanced at the construction site, where there were not many patrolmen left, but enough to keep anyone trying to storm the site.

"The Countess did not know how to deal with miracles, and the gift of science was a force beyond her imagination. ”

"When are we coming back......?"

"Tomorrow night. ”

The camel glanced at the Count and said nothing more.

......

The next night.

The camel followed the Count into the construction site under the cover of magic, and shook his head as he looked at the absent-minded patrolman.

"They just trust the countess too much. ”

The camel said no more, and he followed the Count to the place where he had seen the obelisk the day before yesterday.

"Right here. ”

The earth has been excavated, and the pyramid-shaped spire of the stele is exposed, and if you dig down, you can see the main part of the inscription.

"It's ......"

The Count seemed to have seen something very surprising to him, but the camel saw only one stone that was not very pretty.

"What?"

"I see...... the Count frowned, put his hand on the stone, and began to explain to the camel, "it is a stone that gathers sunlight, an obelisk of the legendary sun god...... Something like this really exists......"

The camel had heard the legend that the obelisk of the sun god was erected in front of the temple built by the pharaoh for the sun, and that temple had long since disappeared, but he had never heard of the stone that could gather sunlight.

"It is a magical stone that exists only in the record, it is able to absorb the sunlight shining on it, and then gather to shine to a certain location, and the angle and position of the light are determined by the shape, and the obelisk of the sun god is the only successful example. ”

"So, what does this have to do with switches?"

"Horus let the sun hold the key, and that's how to open the door, letting the sun shine on the obelisk. ”

"The Countess knows this......"

Once again, the camel fell into unanswered suspicions, and everything before him looked like a trap for the countess, and the hope of success was very slim.

"The countess tried, but eventually gave up, which is not surprising. ”

The Count's tone of voice made the camel feel a hint of inexplicable meaning.

"So what about us?"

Little did she know that the Obelisk of the Sun God was now in the Great Library warehouse of the Holy See. ”

The camel sighed: "So you know how to get the sun in the right direction?"

"It's just a question of which direction is the right one. ”

"Okay, how?"