"It's going to take a while, but it shouldn't make us late. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The countess shook her head in the dark crypt.

"I hope so. ”

This is the first of the tombs of the pharaohs of the Third Dynasty, and before arriving here, the two of them had passed through the ornate main gate, the tall first tower gate, and this was the first courtyard after the tower gate.

"Where is Pharaoh's treasury?"

Magellan withdrew his gaze from lingering on this precious monument and led the countess towards the depths of the tomb.

After passing through the second courtyard and the columnary room with reliefs and monuments, the two men saw the pharaoh's funerary goods in the back room.

There's a real mountain of gold.

"It seems that Horus is indeed not worthy of the title of Guardian of the Pharaoh. ”

The countess smiled as she walked among the gold vessels and glanced at the pharaoh's tomb behind her.

"What we're looking for, here or around Pharaoh?"

"Right here. ”

"I don't see anything related to magic here. ”

The countess had already circled the mountain of gold, and as she had said, there were no reliefs or writings on the pile, and there was no magic associated with the resurrection of a god.

"It's not normal, is it?"

The countess nodded.

Generally speaking, the ancient Emunquet would have decorated their gold objects with great ornate ornamentation, and their austere style was often despised, as it usually meant poverty.

"The message only comes when you touch them...... in your head. ”

"It's dangerous. ”

The countess glanced at Magellan.

"I'm just unable to use magic because I can't sense essences, not that I don't know anything about magic. ”

Magellan's words made the countess sigh.

"It's dangerous. ”

The human brain is far more defensive than most people think, and if a magic can go beyond the perception of sight and hearing and directly appear in the human brain, it means that the magic can directly detonate the human brain.

"Really, really...... Osiris is so powerful, why doesn't he take the place of the sun?"

"Part of the power that supports this magic comes from the sun. ”

"Do you think I'll be able to find the right information before my brain explodes?"

Both knew very well that the message here would not be a language or text that could be paraphrased, and that the countess who would eventually cast the magic would have to put her hand on it herself, which meant that if she was unlucky, Helen would collapse from exhaustion before she could find the right answer.

"I can help, like find the right piece of gold first, and then you can look at it or something. ”

"Well," said the countess, holding out her hand, "we don't have much time, and we hope we have time." ”

Then her hand rested on a golden cup.

"Meow ......"

Miss Betty jumped off Helen's shoulder and screamed in confusion.

"She's just asleep, good night. ”

Then Magellan put his hand on the handle of a golden candlestick.

......

"Mistress Thoth is outside, master. ”

It was an ancient Emankai who spoke, an old man, with a respectful expression and meticulous movements.

"Let him in. ”

Magellan was so pleased with his followers that he stood on the throne and waited for the familiar baboon's head to appear in the middle of the gate.

"Please help me, great Osiris. ”

There was no surprise in Magellan's heart, he had long known that Thoth would come.

"Ah, you fool who is called the god of wisdom......"

Magellan looked at the tall baboon and began to speak.

"You can say what you want, and I'll decide whether to say yes or not. ”

The sound echoed through the tall palace, as if there was an undercurrent surging behind the darkness.

"I wanted to be more knowledgeable. ”

"You are the god of wisdom yourself, my old friend, you are the recorder, and there is nothing in this world that you do not know. ”

"Yes, there is no such thing in this world. ”

The baboon was a god in the truest sense of the word, he was tall and majestic, although it was not enough to see in front of Magellan.

"Please don't talk to me in this way anymore, I know you'll be surprised, but Osiris doesn't lose his wits because of accidents. ”

Magellan nodded nonchalantly, the baboon was basically right, but he made a mistake - Magellan was not surprised at all.

"I seek all knowledge as long as it exists, whether it exists in this world called Emunquet or somewhere else. The baboon frowned, the god's inhuman face with almost symbolic wisdom, "You know why I came to you, great Lord of the Underworld, I am going on a trip to the underworld, please give me this opportunity." ”

"Given your politeness......" Magellan spoke as slowly as an old man out of breath, but there was no trace of impatience on the baboon's face, "I don't take your presence in the underworld as an offense." ”

"Osiris......" the baboon shook his head, "you always know, no offense, but ...... Can I see how I offended you?"

Magellan smiled.

"Of course you don't know, fool named Wisdom. ”

With a smile on his face, Magellan said this in his heart.

"You always think that Isis is the heir of the sun, believe in her, love her from the heart, how self-deception, that is a murderer who can kill the sun......"

"As a god, Thoth, you can enter the underworld at any time, but the problem is that even I don't have the power to let a soul out of the underworld, and wisdom ...... It doesn't mean anything to the necromancy. ”

Magellan's voice was like thunder, but the wave disappeared into the darkness.

"I'm ready. ”

There was something on the baboon's face that amazed even Magellan, and it was not some fleeting flash of lightning, but a golden, eternal existence.

"You ......"

Like lightning, Magellan finally identified one thing, and one thing amazed him, and that was that the baboon was truly and utterly above him.

"Well, Thoth......"

Magellan found himself in a distorted voice, but when he noticed this, the whole world began to distort.

......

"Welcome back. ”

The countess had never been weaker than she was now, and she stood beside the gold, one hand against the wall, like a lily hanging in the scorching sun.

"Are you alright?"

It took almost a moment for Magellan to overcome the confusion and discomfort, and he held out his hand to the countess, and then put it down again.

"Are you okay?"

"Very bad," said the countess, motionless as a melancholy marble statue, "there is too little time, and magic is complicated." ”