Gao Wen didn't know if this little girl named Rebecca was stunned when she was fighting with monsters before, but she still said patiently: "Although I've lived here for many years... but I was already dead at that time! Can you know what your grave looks like after you die?"

Rebecca thought about it and wanted to remind her ancestors that the imperial tomb of Ansu founding king was built when the king was still alive. The king even participated in the design. But after careful consideration, she felt that if she was no longer able to beat her to death by Aunt Heti, she swallowed the words in her throat and smiled awkwardly: "Ah haha... it makes sense."

"We can't go back the same way now," Hetty sighed and analyzed calmly, "the atrium of the castle and the entrance to the ancestor's tomb have been occupied by those monsters, and going back from the same way is a dead end."

"We must find another way," Gao Wen said while recalling the inherited memories, "It has been seven hundred years. The castle on this territory is probably not the structure of the past, right?"

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

"Is that so, that's easy to deal with," Gao Wen said, stretching out his hand to a soldier next to him, "Let me lend it to you."

After taking the long sword handed over by the soldier, Gao Wen drew outlines on the ground. He first drew a top view of the outline of the castle, and then drew a side view roughly divided into three layers. Although they were all sketches drawn in a hurry, the division of rough blocks was still very clear.

"The entrance is at this location, two floors underground, next to the wine cellar and the grain warehouse - it was the wine cellar and the grain warehouse back then. There were two passages to enter, but both passages had to go from the ground, so it probably wouldn't work."

Rebecca looked at the sketch that Gao Wen casually drew curiously: "There are also wine cellars and grain warehouses there now, but I never knew there was a third room between them..."

"It's not a room, but a mezzanine. It was just a little architectural technique that was hidden between the wall and the support beam," Gao Wen smiled. "The land was not peaceful back then. On the frontier, monsters that emerged from the wasteland of the Gondor Empire and the crazy old imperial army would hit the door every ten days and half a month. The earliest Cecil leader was almost built according to the standards of the war fortress. In this case, secret passages and walls were essential, which could be used for emergency evacuation and also to deliver supplies when siege."

Knight Byron looked carefully in front of the simple map, then pulled out his sword and outlined it diagonally below the map: "So we have to go to the entrance of the second floor of the castle... and we cannot pass any above-ground passage, including the atrium. This is where we are now. The ancestral tomb is an underground structure built southeast of the castle, with about one-third overlapping with the foundation of the castle..."

"In this overlapping area, there should be a passage," Gowen interrupted Byron. "The mausoleum was built seven hundred years ago. At that time, the craftsmen were the people who built the war fortress. These buildings were also built according to the standards and rules of the year, and backup passages must exist."

As he said that, he glanced at Rebecca with some surprise: "You really know nothing about this? These should be the knowledge passed down from generation to generation by the Cecil family."

Rebecca lowered her head shyly: "I..."

"Ancestors, we have let down the glory you won for your family back then," Hetty bit his lip and said with great difficulty. "The Cecil family has experienced many things in these seven hundred years..."

"Okay, I understand," Gao Wen waved his hand. It was not the time to tell a story. "After leaving here, I will ask you to learn more about what happened in the past seven hundred years. Now the most urgent task is to find the way from the tomb to the secret passage."

Rebecca, Hetty, Byron, and the three of them squatted in front of the simple maps to study. However, although they knew the ancient castle of the Cecil family, they did not know the structure of the tomb. This 700-year-old mausoleum is not a tourist attraction with two silver coins and one ticket. Not to mention coming here every now and then, even when the mausoleum was not closed a hundred years ago, the family heirs had only a limited number of times in their life to enter the mausoleum - and they were not allowed to get close to the resting place of the ancestors.

Who knows where the secret passage is open!

In the face of this question, even Gao Wen's memory was useless. After all, when he died, he must have never expected that one day he would have to get up and think about what he had to do...

But just when a few people were at a loss, Amber, who had always stayed beside him, suddenly spoke: "Hey... I may know the way..."

Suddenly, everyone's eyes in the tomb fell on the half-elf thief.

Amber's neck suddenly shrank.

Hetty frowned: "How did you know?"

"I..." Amber was a little scared, but after seeing Gao Wen's encouraging gaze, she became bolder, "I got in from there... the direction should be the same, I guess that was secretly speaking."

Gao Wen nodded: "Very good, you lead the way."

Amber patted her chest: "As long as you no longer pursue me about digging your ancestral tomb..."

Hetty glared at the unshirked half-elves, lifted his staff and turned toward the gate of the tomb, while Gao Wen suddenly stopped before taking a step.

"Sir, Ancestor?" Rebecca looked at him curiously.

"I have to bring a weapon, too." Gao Wen said. Although he was not the legendary grand duke who expanded his territory seven hundred years ago, he still had common sense of finding a self-defense weapon in this dangerous place.

His eyes swept through the tomb. A soldier took the initiative to untied his sword from his waist and prepared to hand it over, but Gao Wen waved his hand and refused the soldier's kindness. Under the guidance of memory, he came to the black steel coffin and leaned his head to look for it in the coffin.

He found a heavy long sword in the coffin that was pitch black all over, but the blade was close to the guard, but the red red faintly revealed.

The moment he bought the sword, a familiar and handy feeling surged into his heart, as if every pattern on the sword was as close as his palm lines. Gao Wen subconsciously waved the sword twice, and each movement seemed to have been tempered.

He knew that this was the memory left by his body now - even though his soul had changed, every muscle still remembered how to use this weapon.

This could be said to be a surprise, but it was not too unexpected.

In addition to the memory left in the body, you can also find all the combat knowledge of Gowen Cecil during his lifetime, not only basic swordsmanship and riding skills, but also supernatural forces that Gowen thinks are almost magical. This part of the content is undoubtedly heart-warming, but now is not the time to experiment and learn.

Let’s get rid of the bad situation now.

When Rebecca saw the black sword, his eyes suddenly widened, and even his voice was trembling slightly: "This is... that legendary Ansu Trailblazer Sword?"

Hearing Rebecca's voice, Hetty, who had already reached the door, turned around instantly. She looked at the sword in Gaowen's hand with difficulty, unable to hide her excitement on her face: "The Sword of the Blazer?!"

"Now it is just a relatively sharp sword," Gao Wen sighed. "It's been seven hundred years. Even the weapons blessed by the elves will not be worn or corroded. The magic inside has been scattered. I don't know how long it will take to recharge it."

As he said that, Gao Wen turned his head and looked at the front of the coffin. There was a small stone platform there, but there was nothing on the platform, which made Gao Wen frown in an instant: "Wait, I remember there is a shield here... Where is my shield? Why is that big shield gone?"

The expression on Hetty's face suddenly looked ugly: "Ancestor... Your descendants once again failed your favor. The shield of Ansu Kingdom Guardian was taken out of the tomb by your descendant Grumman Cecil a hundred years ago and then lost to the battlefield..."

Hetty spoke hesitantly, obviously there were still many things he didn't dare to say. Perhaps he was worried that after he told the big thing a hundred years ago, the ancestor in front of him died on the spot - although it was easy to rebuilt a coffin next to him...

Gao Wen could detect Hetty's hesitation, but he did not point it out, but frowned and cursed: "The prodigal thing... Fortunately, the sword was placed in the coffin, and that Grumman was not so crazy that he pried out his ancestor's coffin and put it out in a suit!"

Heti and Rebecca could only lower their heads in a cold sweat and listen. The ancestor jumped out of the coffin and scolded the great-grandfather. This matter was seriously beyond the scope of fantasy. When a junior was really taking a breath, he felt very stressed!

Fortunately, Gao Wen was just a little angry because he had fewer equipment that might come in handy. After cursing, he stopped talking and took everyone out of the tomb.

After leaving the tomb and coming to the stone hall, Rebecca looked around and waved to the corner: "Betty! Come out! It's safe!"

Gao Wen looked over curiously and saw a thin and small girl who looked a little younger than Rebecca, walking out of the shadows in the corner of the wall, wearing a coarse cloth dress, with a few puberty freckles on her face, her flax-colored hair was scattered behind her head, and her hands were holding a pan tightly.

After seeing Gao Wen, the little girl called Betty showed a look of hesitation and nervousness on her face. With her not very smart mind, she would probably never imagine where this stranger suddenly appeared...

"This is the maid in the castle. We don't know how she was left behind by the first team to break through. Anyway, she just followed her in a confused manner," Rebecca briefly introduced the little girl, "Betty, this is..."

A slight vibration from above the tomb interrupted Rebecca's words.

"It's not the time to speak," Gao Wen raised his sword and looked at Amber, "Now, lead the way."
Chapter completed!