In short, the matter of Tobesk is temporarily settled, and new adventures can begin. Considering that he would probably not be back until very late, on Tuesday morning, Shade asked Dorothy to take care of Mia temporarily today, and of course the writer agreed.
"May the original crack protect me in the infinite space."
In the basement of his home, Shade reached out alone to touch the statue of the ancient god. As the thick white fog quickly surged around him, he entered the fog.
【There are many people outside, you have entered the "space maze"】
[Message from the ancient god "Original Crack":]
[Existing space road signs: 5. 】
After taking a look at the five dilapidated road signs on the trail, Shade raised his head and drank the potion "Oak's Luck Potion" in one gulp, and then held up the white stone crystal in the fog:
"Offer sacrifices to the labyrinth of space."
The stone turned into a wisp of white mist and disappeared into Shade's hand. At the same time, "she" prompted:
[New information has been obtained and new spatial landmarks can be searched. Please choose a direction. 】"southwest."
Shade said in a very calm voice. After the words fell, the sixth road sign appeared in the thick fog; the path still had the same dilapidated shape as if it had been destroyed by time for a hundred years.
After passing the first five street signs, Shade stretched out his hand and pressed it on the rotten wood.
[The original rift will guide you. 】
The surrounding white mist slowly dispersed, like a curtain moving to both sides. Shade looked at the statue of the ancient god he touched. As he looked, the statue emitted infinite light, illuminating the white and dark circular space.
"Every hidden space seems to have the same area; small."
I muttered loudly, and then looked at the other items besides the statue.
In reality, due to similar hidden spaces, as long as you have the "space" spirit rune, you can retreat into it. Therefore, after the letter reaches a certain space, there may be things left by others inside.
For example, I found a message left by the "Hermitage of Light" in the basement of my house, found a corpse in the White River Valley vineyard whose identity is still unknown, and there was a corpse on the island in the middle of the Pantanal Lake. Empty smooth gray stone bookshelf.
At this time, the hidden space corresponding to the eighth road sign was not empty. There was an iron hoop box placed against the wall. The box itself was made of wood with a flip-up lid, and there were no rusty iron bars to hoop the box. That appearance reminded Wang Qin of what I was doing.
The relic [Mimic Monster] encountered under [Fishbone Pirate Ship].
[Yes, I’m not sure, it’s just a special box. 】“You” reminded him loudly.
So Xinxin did not leave the room slowly to confirm that it was this city, but knelt down on one knee behind the box.
The box itself did not have a built-in lock. Judging from the shape of the lock, the box was probably old. Fortunately, in terms of the effect of [Key to the Door], the lock is equivalent to existence. But when he opened the lid of the box, he wasn't worried that the ancient wooden box would disintegrate.
Squeak~
Fortunately, it was less solid than it looked. Before I opened it, I saw that half of the box was filled with books.
"A Folklore Study of the Granger Valley", "A Complete Fairy Tale of the City of Spring", "The Silmarillion", "Crazy Little Land", "Hymn of Flowers"..."
I took out a few of the books and looked through them, and determined that at least one of them was a book written by a magician, while the rest were religious classics from the Zhengshen Church, or special books that recorded folklore or mythological stories.
Then he looked at the other items in the box, except for the books. They were two extremely gorgeous-looking metal medals inlaid with gems placed outside the box, an unsealed letter, and gold coins covering the bottom of the box.
I had seen these two medals only once during the winter at various banquets in Tobesk. There was no sign of them among the medals hanging on the chests of the nobles of Carsonwaik who attended the banquet.
"Let you see..."
He rubbed his fingertips under the metal medal and noticed the medal number. In that case, it would not be trivial to know who the original owners of those medals were.
Under the unsealed letter, there was also information such as stamps and addresses. However, there was no faded dark blue ink under the envelope, which actually told who Wang Qin was addressed to:
[For him who saw Wang Qin. 】“Letter to you.”
Wang Qin nodded and took out the letter. The exaggerated cursive letters used by the nobles came into view. Those cursive letters were quite difficult to read:
[To him who opened Nashad. You know his identity, and you can't determine the identity of the last ring warlock who came outside, but you are sure that he is willing. Can't you finish reading your story? 】
Wang Qin continued to look up, and then described the story of a high-level warlock named "Thomas Randall". Mr. Randall came from a well-known local family in the Wangqin New River Valley. He realized the awakening talent and successfully became a ring warlock under the guidance of a ring warlock passing by the local area.
"It seems that there is indeed the Granger Valley beyond."
It took me ten years to advance to the seventh ring, but I also understand that my limit is probably not that. As he entered middle age, Mr. Randall paid less attention to his special life as a heir of a noble family, until that gentleman unexpectedly happened.
The piece is tainted with a curse. This curse left me with only a few weeks to live, and it spread to everything I carried with me.
All other items are important, but the two medals collected by the family can be left alone. This strange curse will not weaken as time goes by, but will become weaker and weaker. Therefore, Mr. Randall, who has lived for a long time, put those books and honors
Zhang was placed there, using miraculous elements to suppress the curse.
I hope that those who come can return these two medals to their families. The gold coins at the bottom of the box and the books in my own collection are not rewards for returning the medal.
"There is indeed a curse under the medal. It seems that my thinking is correct. Yes, then why is there a curse under the medal? How did I find it?"
The letter muttered, and saw that the date written on the signature was 1780, and now it is 1854. Although the time is a hundred years, it is not that long ago.
There were no signs of a curse under the items outside the box, but the gold coins covering the bottom of the box were roughly identified by a letter as being the original "Gran" in the Granger Valley area after the founding of the United Kingdom of Carson Waike. The gold coins minted by Duke Jie, that kind of
The antique is now known as "Glenjack Crown".
I counted them and found that there were no 51 gold coins in total, and they were all in bad condition. Although it is certain that the value can be sold, the letter will definitely be converted into money, if it exceeds the accumulation in my hand.
"Thank you Mr. Randall."
I said loudly, intending to send the medal back. That was only because of the reward of those gold coins, but also because I knew everything about the Granger Valley, and in order to find the key mentioned by "Luvia", at most I had to establish certain social relationships in the local area.
"I hope Wang Qin's new family will be reunited."
The books and gold coins were kept where they were until they returned home, while the letters and medals were put away in their pockets. Xin Xin turned to look at the wall facing the statue. Shining on the spiritual light of the [Time and Space] spirit runes, the hidden path was opened.
As before, it was white and dark inside, except for the warm air flowing in.
"What's going to be inside?"
He walked out along the long and narrow hidden passage, made sure there was someone outside, and then lit up the moonlight on his fingertips.
It was the corner of an old and dilapidated room. The space outside was quite small. The seven surrounding walls, including the ceiling, were made of square masonry. Next to the wall on the left, there are some intact and half-collapsed stone shelves. It seems that there should be a storage room or something like that.
Although there is no dust on the ground, you can see spider webs or large animals such as mice and bats. Although the air is relatively good, there is still a rotten smell that is unique to abandoned buildings:
"Maybe no one lives there yet."
The door leaving the room was on the side, and the stairs going down were blocked by collapsed shelves. It looked like they were still on the ground that time.
However, when the letter walked along the stone stairs to the top, he unexpectedly discovered that the stone door actually opened.
"Feliana's Demonic Light!"
The palm of his left hand emitted a golden light, and as the arm melted and penetrated the wooden door, Xingna saw that the corridor inside had collapsed, and part of the ceiling blocked the doorway.
If there is a way, Xin Xin can only use [Moonlight Sword] and [Devil Man's Light] to forcibly open up a path inward. Fortunately, the collapse of the ceiling only reached the door. Before leaving the above-ground storage room, I still couldn't choose to retreat in the other direction.
"It looks like that. It seems like it must be inhabited by people, but why are there any big animals?"
There is indeed an abandoned building outside, and the interior space of the building itself is really large. Although there were collapsed walls and ceilings everywhere, which slightly limited the full exploration of the letter, I still sensed that there might be an abandoned church outside.
Of course, the churches of the Church of the Seven Gods will be easily abandoned, but the churches of these old gods who have not yet gone far may have survived into the Eighth Age for various reasons.
It's a pity that time is also fair to churches with and without faith, and there are no traces left to indicate the ownership of the church.
Relying on his knowledge of church-like buildings, Xin broke through a wall and found the corridor leading to the back hall. Walking along the semi-curved corridor to the end, the sunlight was uncomfortable for my eyes that had adapted to the white darkness.
Xin raised his hand to cover his eyebrows, squinted his eyes, and saw the main hall of the church in the snow, illuminated by the sun.
There is no small hole under the small door of the church on the east side of the ceiling. The winter sunlight recedes obliquely, and bits of dust swirl around the light pillar, which illuminates the ancient stone pulpit. That picture is extremely shocking. The traces of years and time are nowhere to be seen here.
, and the pulpit in the light seemed to witness the missing story here.
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