Chapter 5： The role of the thief (1/2)

Gao Wen didn't know if this little girl named Rebecca was smashed when she was fighting with a monster, but she said with a patience: "Although I have lived here for many years... but that When I am dead, can you know what your grave looks like after you die?"

Rebecca thought about it and wanted to remind her ancestors that the emperor's mausoleum of the founding father of Ansu was repaired while the king was still alive. The king himself even participated in the design, but carefully thought about it, she felt that if she wanted to Then it was easy to be killed by Aunt Herti on the spot. She swallowed the words in the scorpion and smiled and said: "Ah haha... it makes sense."

"Now we can't go back," Herti sighed and calmly analyzed. "The entrance to the castle's atrium and ancestral graves has been occupied by the monsters. Going back from the original road is a dead end."

"You must find another way," Gao Wen said as he recalled the memory of inheritance. "It has been seven hundred years, and the castle on this territory is probably not the structure of the year?"

“The upper structure has been renovated several times, but the foundation has not moved,” Herti said quickly. “The entrance you mentioned should still be in place.”

"Yes, that's easy," Gao Wen said, reaching out to a soldier next to him. "The sword borrowed me."

After taking over the sword sent by the soldier, Gao Wen hooked up on the ground. He first sketched the top view of the castle's outline, and then drew a side view roughly divided into three layers, although they were sketches drawn in a hurry. However, the division of the approximate block is still very clear.

“The entrance is in this position, two floors underground, with wine cellars and food banks. It was a wine cellar and a food bank. There are two passages to get inside, but both passages have to go from the ground, so it’s probably impossible."

Rebecca looked curiously at the sketches that Gao Wen had drawn: "There is now a wine cellar and a grain store, but I never know that there is still a third room between them..."

"Not a room, but a mezzanine, using some architectural tips, hidden between the wall and the support beam," Gao Wen smiled. "This land was not too flat, the land of the frontier, from the land The monsters emerging from the ruins of the empire and the mad old imperial army will hit the door almost ten days and a half. The earliest Cecil collar was built according to the standards of war fortresses. Down, the dark road and the wall are essential things that can be used for emergency evacuation, and can also be recharged when trapped."

The Byron Knight took a hard look at the simple map and then pulled out his long sword and sketched it down the map: "So we have to go to the entrance of the second floor of the castle... and not through any above-ground passage including the atrium. Here is where we are now, the ancestral mausoleum is an underground structure built in the southeast of the castle, about one-third of which coincides with the foundation of the castle..."

“In this coincident area, there should be a passage,” Gao Wen interrupted Byron’s words. “The mausoleum was built seven hundred years ago. At that time, the craftsmen were still the people who built the war fortress. These buildings are also in accordance with the same year. The standard and rules are built, and the alternate channel must exist."

He said, he looked at Rebecca a little strangely: "You really don't know anything about this? These should be the knowledge that the Cecil family passed down from generation to generation."

Rebecca bowed his head a little shyly: "I..."

"The ancestor, we lived up to the glory that you fought for the family that year," Herty bit his lip and said it hard. "The Cecil family has experienced many things in these seven hundred years..."

"Well, I know," Gao Wenyi waved his hand. At the moment, it was not a story. "When I leave here, I will find you to understand what happened during the seven hundred years. Now the priority is to find the mausoleum." The road to the dark road."

Rebecca, Hetty, Byron, and the monks studied before the simple maps, but although they understood the castle of the Cecil family, they did not know the structure in the tomb - this is 700 years old. The mausoleum is not a tourist attraction with two silver coins. Don’t say that it’s over three or three times. Even if the mausoleum was not closed a hundred years ago, the family heirs can only enter the mausoleum within a limited number of times in life - and not close. The ancestor rested.

Who knows where the dark road is!

In the face of this problem, even Gao Wen’s memory has no effect. After all, when he died, he certainly did not expect that he would have to climb up and think about it one day...

But just when a few people couldn’t do anything, the amber that always stayed by the side suddenly spoke up: "Hey... I might know the way..."

Suddenly, everyone in the grave fell on the half-elf thief.

Amber's neck suddenly shrank.

Hertty frowned. "How do you know?"

"I..." Amber was a little scared, but after seeing Gao Wen's encouraging eyes, she was bold enough. "I just got in from there... The direction should be similar, I guess that is the dark road."

Gao Wen nodded: "Good, you lead the way."

Amber patted the chest: "As long as you don't pursue me for digging through your graves..."