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

Herti glanced at the unobstructed half-elf, and lifted the staff to turn to the door of the tomb, while Gao Wen suddenly stopped before the step.

"Ancestors?" Rebecca looked at him curiously.

"I also have to bring weapons." Gao Wen said that although he was not the legendary grandfather who opened the territory seven hundred years ago, there is still a common sense of finding a self-defense weapon in this dangerous place.

His gaze swept through the tomb, and a soldier took the initiative to untie the waist and was ready to hand over, but Gao Wen waved his hand and declined the goodwill of the soldier. Under the guidance of memory, he came to the black steel coffin and the probe was found inside the coffin.

He found a whole body black in the coffin, and the blade was close to the hand guard but faintly revealed a red and heavy sword.

At the moment when the long sword started, a feeling of familiarity and pickpockets rushed into the heart, as if every line on the sword was incredibly coincident with his palm prints. Gao Wen subconsciously waved two long swords, each The action of waving once seems to be a matter of course.

He knows that this is the memory left by his body today - even if the soul has changed, every muscle still remembers how to use this weapon.

This can be said to be a surprise, but it is not too unexpected.

In addition to the residual memory of the body, you can also find all the fighting knowledge of Gao Wen Cecil during his lifetime, not only the basic swordsmanship and riding skills, but also the supernatural forces that are almost magical in Gao Wen. Some of the content is undoubtedly exciting, but now it is not the time to experiment and learn.

Let's get rid of the bad situation now.

When Rebecca saw the black long sword, his eyes widened, and even the voice shook a little: "This is... the legendary Ansu Pioneer's sword?"

When I heard Rebecca’s voice, Herti, who had already walked to the door, immediately turned around. She fixedly looked at the sword in Gao Wen’s hand. It was difficult to hide the excitement on her face: “The Blade of the Blazers?!”

"Now it is just a relatively sharp sword," Gao Wen sighed. "For seven hundred years, even if the weapon blessed by the elves will not be worn and corroded, the magic inside has already been dissipated, refilling. I still don't know how long it will take."

Say, Gao Wen turned to look at the front of the coffin, there is a small stone platform, but there is nothing on the platform, which makes Gao Wen instantly frown: "Wait, I remember there is still A shield is coming...I am a shield? How come a big shield is gone?"

The expression on Herti's face is hard to see at the moment: "The ancestor... Your descendants once again disappointed your patronage. The shield of the Ansu King Guardian was a hundred years ago by your descendant Grumman Cecil. Take it out of the mausoleum and then lost it on the battlefield..."

Heti talked and spit, obviously there are still many things that I dare not say. Perhaps I was worried that after the big thing was said a hundred years ago, my ancestors died directly on the spot, even though they were buried next to the coffin. It’s easy...

Gao Wen could detect Hetti’s hesitation, but he didn’t break it. Instead, he frowned and said: “The defeated family... Fortunately, the sword was placed in the coffin, and the Grumman was not mad at the ancestors’ coffin. I got a set out!"

Heti and Rebecca can only look down on the cold sweat, and the ancestors took out the grandfather from the coffin. This matter has been seriously beyond the scope of fantasy. When the juniors really breathe, they feel pressure. !

Fortunately, Gao Wen was only annoyed because there was a shortage of equipment that might come in handy. After he finished the sentence, he stopped talking more, but took everyone away from the tomb.

After leaving the tomb to the stone hall, Rebecca looked around and waved at the corner: "Betty! Come out! Safe!"

Gao Wen curiously looked at the past and was seeing a skinny little girl who seemed to be smaller than Rebecca, who was timidly coming out of the corner of the corner, the little girl wearing a coarse cloth skirt, face There are also a few freckles belonging to adolescence. The linen hair is scattered behind the head, and a pan is tightly held in the hand.

After seeing Gao Wen, the little girl who was called Betty’s face was obviously hesitant and nervous. With her incomprehensible brain, she probably never imagined where the sudden stranger came out...

"This is the maid in the castle. We don't know how she was dropped by the first group of breakouts. Anyway, it was so confused." Rebecca briefly introduced the little girl, "Betty, this is ......"

A slight shock from the top of the mausoleum interrupted Rebecca’s words.

"Not when you talk," Gao Wen raised his sword and looked at Amber. "Now, take the lead."

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