Ryan sat quietly beside Sterling, his mind a little confused for a moment, he didn't know whether to believe his words or not.

He desperately excavated the memories in his mind, and found that in his memory, Sterling had a high status, and he could come and go freely almost everywhere in the house.

His father and him were not like a master and servant, but more like a close friend and brother, and his father had let him learn swordsmanship and temper his body since he was five years old......

By all indications, Sterling is more than just a retainer of the Black family, because that trust and authority has gone beyond that boundary, and is more like family.

So, should you believe what he says?

Ryan is mired in deep confusion and contradictions......

"Ray, I tell you that I don't mean anything else, just to let you not forget the glory and dedication of your ancestors, since your grandfather chose to leave that place, you have no longer had to bear the responsibility of guarding the abyss.

You just need to live well and let Black's name continue, which is the best reward for the ancestors. Sterling patted Ryan on the shoulder and smiled.

"Where's that place?" Ryan looked up at him steadily.

"What if...... If you really want to know, go to the funeral room and find out behind the statue of your grandfather. Sterling struggled for a long time, eventually let out a sigh, patted him on the shoulder, and left.

That night, Karinman prepared a sumptuous dinner to celebrate Ryan's return, along with the arrival of several guests.

Alan seemed a little restrained, but Delai behaved very calmly, especially when he chatted with Sterling, maybe it was the sympathy between middle-aged uncles?

Susan and little Amy are a little difficult to chat, Susan looks like a little adult, and her speech is more mature. Amy is obviously a little introverted and immature, and she is a little dull compared to Susan.

Ryan gently shook the silver wine glass in his hand, but the mellow and attractive red wine in it made him slightly drunk, not because of how high the degree of this wine was, but because of the long-lost warmth and family affection, which made him deeply intoxicated.

In his previous life, his parents died very early, and he never enjoyed the warmth of family affection, but he didn't expect that in this life, he would make up for these regrets.

It's just a pity that I didn't see my father with my own eyes......

Thinking of this, his ears remembered what Sterling had told him during the day.

"Perhaps, I do need to check it out." Ryan thought.

After dinner, Ryan helped the drunken Alan back to his room, he was persuaded by Sterling and Delai to drink in turn, this guy was too sincere, and he couldn't drink enough, so he got drunk directly.

Fortunately, this guy has a good drink, otherwise it would be bad to do something rude in front of his mother and sister.

After settling them, Ryan went to the underground prayer room alone, which is the only underground secret room of the Black family, which can also be regarded as their family's "ancestral hall".

The dim and lonely corridor could not be seen at a glance, and Ryan walked step by step with an oil lamp, and the sound of footsteps was particularly loud in such a closed space.

Lane also didn't know why his grandfather wanted to build such a thing, which did not conform to the tradition of the mainland people, and the nobles often remembered the ancestors by painting them in oil and hanging them on the walls, but there was no such way of digging a secret room to keep it secret.

After a while, Ryan came to the closed door, reached out and pushed open the heavy stone door, and the shaft creaked.

"Bang"

The stone door opened completely with a dull sound.

A smell of decay came to his face, and he glanced at the dust on his hands, no one had been in here for at least a while.

The prayer room is different from the dark corridor outside, but it is very bright, and the bright oil lamps are gently swaying, illuminating the prayer room, which is not very large.

The source of oil for these lamps is very unusual, it is the fish oil practiced by the mermaid clan, and a small one can burn for hundreds of years, which is precious and abnormal.

The prayer room was very empty, with only three oil paintings, the first of which was a middle-aged man who looked a little fierce, holding a big sword in both hands, and the double sun was sharp and compelling.

The second is a handsome middle-aged man with a longbow and a warm smile on his face, which is similar to the first painting in that the eyes are as sharp as a falcon.

Ryan's hand brushed over the paintings, the first of which was his grandfather, and he had only seen a few faces. The second was for his father, and the third was blank, and Ryan understood that it was for him.

"Grandfather, father, I'm back. Thank you for your protection, the Black family is about to have a more brilliant future......" Ryan whispered, three generations of struggle, finally among the ranks of true nobles, how is it not emotional.

According to Sterling, Ryan took down his grandfather's portrait and found a dark compartment in the back. Opening it up, inside was a crystal ball the size of a fist and a note, as well as a beautiful ring.

Ryan was a little confused, so he took out the note first, and found that it was written: "The blood of the Black family drops blood on the crystal ball, and you can find the answer in your heart." ”

"Is this a blood confession?" Ryan picked up the crystal ball with a strange expression, and didn't see anything special.

Biting his fingertips and dripping blood, he was surprised to find that the blood disappeared the moment it fell on it.

The surface of the crystal ball suddenly began to emit a hazy fluorescence, and some complicated lines began to appear, and the dots of light covered the entire surface of the crystal ball like stars.

A beam of light shone out of the crystal ball and was imprinted on the smooth stone wall, clearly revealing a fierce figure in military uniform, who was his grandfather.

Ryan's eyes widened suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Projector? ”

Unfortunately, no one here can answer his question.

"Hello, descendants of the Black family. Don't be surprised, child, when you see this, this is just a photo of me before I was born, borrowed from the gadget produced by the Ness family, the photo beads.

Being able to find this shows that you may have some basic understanding of the origin of the family and are willing to believe and accept that glorious past.

But boy, I don't have much here than Stirling. Nord has more to tell you. What is gone is gone, and we have other tasks.

If one day, the Ring of the Uncharted starts calling you, think about whether or not you want to take on that responsibility.

Don't try to find information about the Badlands, as that would expose your presence, as the Nords may have told you, there are many defectors in this world.

You need to be wary of all the families that are rich in transcendentals, they may be kind to us, but there are also many descendants of defectors who are already on the move.

Try to survive, kid, our ancestors forged a line of defense for us with blood and flesh, but the offensive of the abyss has become more and more fierce, and sooner or later, the defense line will collapse.

Take care, kids ......"

The image vanished, leaving only the last words echoing through the chamber......