990: 336.
I have dug up graves many tis in the ga, but this is really the first ti I’ve turned the ga upside down!
-【12/15】_2 990: 336.
I have dug up graves many tis in the ga, but this is really the first ti I’ve turned the ga upside down!
-【12/15】_2 “There must still be so supernatural things in here,” said Count Shuren, “when the first generation of the Xikeier Family was buried, his favorite war hounds were buried with him.”
“Damn, are there really ghosts here?”
Yan Song in the crowd shivered, suddenly realizing that following the group down as a powerless scout seed a bit risky.
But the other players didn’t care.
They simply drew their weapons in silence, ready to deal with any dangers that might arise.
“Put your weapons away!”
Doris scolded:
“I have the Xikeier Family’s crest given to by Count Shuren in my hand, that’s enough to ensure we won’t be attacked by the guardians of the dead in the tomb, but it’s a different story if you’re holding weapons in front of their ancestors.
From my experience, the dead don’t have the patience to reason with you.”
“Oh.”
Scolded by an NPC, the players obediently sheathed their weapons and followed Doris deeper into the tomb.
The path ahead was severely collapsed, with even so water accumulation, requiring several strong players to step forward and play the role of ‘laborers,’ swiftly clearing a path through flying debris.
This was also the main reason Doris and Ya Ya had brought them down here.
“The collapse of the tomb passage isn’t entirely a bad thing, as several hidden traps have also been destroyed,” said Ya Ya after making a few rounds and then reporting back to Doris:
“The path to the side chambers is completely blocked by fallen rocks, and we don’t have to worry about being attacked by the spirits of the Winged Cavalry Samurai who were buried to accompany Count Cico.
I’m now starting to suspect that the destruction of this graveyard might not have been an accident.
Perhaps the Exploration Corps deliberately attacked this place to ensure the safety of their Scouts entering the tomb, or maybe they wanted to take sothing from here.
Like the Holy Grail we ca to find.”
“Why are you so sure that it was the Exploration Corps who wanted to do this?”
Doris, with her vast life experience, shook her head and said:
“Those bodies dressed in the uniforms of the Exploration Corps doesn’t an they definitely belonged to that Half-Dwarf’s subordinates.
From what I know of the Dwarfs’ customs, grave robbing and disturbing the peace of the dead are unforgivable sins in their culture.
They believe that these resting places below the earth are all under the protection of Mother Earth, and indeed Lady Gaia has a divine office known as ‘Guardian God of the Dead and Tombs.’
So I guess the exploration of this tomb is very likely from so hidden forces within the Exploration Corps.”
Frostfang’s Claw nodded.
The analysis of local customs by his tutor was very reasonable, and he knew it was the experience and mode of thinking he had to learn.
“However, what surprises is that you seem to be very familiar with tombs, which are usually avoided by most people.
Watching you move in the darkness, it’s as if you returned to your own realm as an expert.”
Doris looked up and down at her otherworld apprentice, her eyes emitting a faint red glow in the dark.
After a few seconds of thought, she leaned close to Ya Ya and whispered:
“This grave is a treasury we can’t loot, but I know of other ‘fortunes’ hidden underground in the Transia Lands, how about we team up?
We could definitely make a fortune.”
“No, I refuse to amass wealth in such a disgusting way.”
Ya Ya decisively refused:
“My professional ethics don’t allow to do such things.
If I developed bad habits here, it could cause to make unforgivable mistakes back ho.
You should find soone else who is interested.”
“Humph, forget it then,”
Doris pouted and said:
“Leading a bunch of greenhorns into those dangerous tombs looking for treasures is like digging your own grave.
I’ll wait for others from the Blood Rat Gang to grow up before talking about these plans.
But my apprentice, you need to understand, in our line of work, to get rich you have to put aside morals.
All that wealth buried underground away from the sun, we’re just bringing them back to the human world to do sothing aningful…”
“Is that how you delude yourself?”
Ya Ya, with a trace of disdain, said:
“In a world without Spiritual Energy, taking objects ant to accompany the dead would bring double condemnation from both the conscience and the law, but in this land filled with magic, disturbing the dead could an suffering consequences ten tis worse.
I urge you to not do this sort of thing anymore.
Even if you were a vampire, that couldn’t protect you from eventually running into trouble.
If you angered a very powerful evil spirit, I might have to take the ti to send your ashes back to your distant hotown, and then attend your morial service.”
“Humph, that’s just the ‘occupational risk’ of our profession,”
Doris felt a bit creeped out by her apprentice’s words.
She rembered that, indeed, in the Explorer’s Association where she had been, there were many cases showing that the end of thieves who didn’t play clean was often not good, but how could her stubborn nature ever admit defeat?
And while the master and apprentice were arguing, players from the Big Bird Spinning Team had already deftly cleared the collapsed tomb passage.
But the mont the last rock was pushed aside, players Three Five Battles and Brother Black Silk, who were holding shovels, suddenly froze on the spot.
In front of them in the pitch-black tomb passage, five ghostly War Hounds clad in rusty armor glared at these “unwelco guests” with eyes burning with ghostly blue flas.
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