Alabasta, deep in the cliff mine.
The dry environment of the desert has prevented time from leaving many traces on the stone door. The reliefs on the door wall are clearly visible. The roaring dragon has one claw on the tower of a majestic castle, and below is a small town caught in a sea of fire. There are also knights riding tall horses, holding swords high, and leading soldiers who seem to be fighting the dragon.
"What is this? The ancient history of Alabasta?"
Ron asked confused.
In order to unearth the treasure, Liriske recruited many talented people. Among them was an archaeologist who was said to have written more than ten books and was ranked among the top historians in the world.
"No, probably not."
Hearing this, this thin and old scholar, less than 1.6 meters tall, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and replied: "According to geographical surveys and historical documents, Alabasta was the desert kingdom it is today as early as thousands of years ago in the ancient times. ”
"In addition to the dragon and knights as the protagonists, this relief also uses a lot of ink to outline the rivers and mountains in the distance. Such terrain cannot be found in Alabasta."
It has to be said that top scholars with good knowledge generally have a good mentality.
After witnessing the unbelievable scene of Ron attacking the Celestial Dragons, ordinary workers faced him with trepidation, fearing that they would be killed if they did something wrong.
But the old scholar remained neither humble nor overbearing, as calmly as if he was teaching his students.
Of course, Ron was not his student, but the mentality of an old scholar had reached a state where he was unmoved by all winds and unfazed by honor or disgrace.
And his real students...
Ron glanced at the three young men and women standing not far away with trembling legs, and continued to ask: "So your guess is..."
"Vice Admiral Soryu said that this treasure map was left by a pirate group 300 years ago, right?"
The old scholar picked up the silver map in his hand, and the dim yellow chandelier shone on the simple wooden table. Next to it were several photos of Lieutenant General Gumir's treasure hunt.
"Yes, do you think it has anything to do with them?"
"That's right."
The old scholar nodded and said.
"This exquisite workmanship, the drawings and words that were used to hide others from others before, are not things that these illiterate pirates can master!"
Ron: "..."
Well, nothing wrong!
Aren't pirates just a bunch of illiterate people
At least 70% of the pirates, apart from the ship's doctor and navigator, could not read a single person.
For example, Luffy!
Some small pirate groups, including these two positions, are illiterate. Navigators rely on their accumulated experience at sea over the years, and ship doctors = veterinarians.
After calmly scorning the pirates, the old scholar continued.
"Although there is a possibility that the pirates are playing tricks, I would rather believe that the pirate captain who left this treasure map is of noble status!"
"After all, the symbolic meaning of this mural is too obvious... Only aristocratic families will pass down the legends of their ancestors and regard them as family honors. Even after death, they must carve on the tomb door to recognize their ancestors and return to the clan."
The relief on the stone door tells a legend about the heroic deeds of a group of knights fighting an evil dragon.
The confidence of the old scholar comes from this.
It's like a "family cemetery".
Of course ordinary people can have it, but... is it necessary
"Tomb door?"
Ron rubbed his chin: "In other words, the treasure place is actually a mausoleum? And the owner of the tomb is a pirate who became a noble? And then this pirate captain of unknown origin died in Alabasta, so there is this A mausoleum?”
"As of right now, yes."
The old scholar nodded and said: "The construction team has examined the terrain and starting from the tomb gate, the underground rock formation area of 30,000 square meters behind has a stable structure and can accommodate any large tomb."
There is nothing new about nobles becoming pirates.
Yearning for freedom is not an idea that only common people have.
Before the age of great pirates, there were many thrill-seeking nobles who took their attendants and sailed to sea, giving themselves a resounding name, and it was as normal as children playing house.
Not to mention there are cases like Vinsmoke Sanji, who were reduced from a prince to a commoner by chance.
"Please, please allow me to dig it out, Lieutenant General Canglong!"
The old scholar's tone was full of inquiry.
The owner of the tomb who was able to build such a large mausoleum, what kind of secrets does he hide behind him
As an archaeologist, he was originally forced to go out to provide consulting services in order to avoid death. He did not expect such a shocking unexpected discovery.
Ron's face turned red with excitement for a moment, and Ron was afraid that he would not be able to breathe and die suddenly on the spot.
“…”
"Okay, but I have to warn you."
After thinking for a moment, Ron nodded and agreed to his request.
"rest assured!"
Before he finished speaking, the old scholar almost jumped up with excitement. He suppressed the urge to start working immediately and immediately patted his skinny chest: "Everything unearthed inside belongs to you, Lieutenant General Canglong. I only need one document." enough!"
Ron: "..."
"That's not what I want to say."
Ron couldn't help but feel ashamed of the emotional intelligence of scientific researchers. He smacked his lips and reminded: "A place where you will live after death is a place that no normal person would want to be disturbed."
"Then why did the owner of the tomb leave a map to guide us here?"
Uh-huh!
The old scholar suddenly became sluggish, and then broke into a cold sweat.
indeed!
None of the ancient tombs he excavated in the past were carefully hidden for fear of being found.
As for the current one, although it took a lot of effort to find the burial place, that was due to the additional difficulty caused by the terrain changes caused by the changes in the desert area over time.
Not to mention avoiding the existence of the tomb, he even took the initiative to leave a map!
Why? !
Do you think you will be too lonely after death and deliberately find someone to dance at the grave
Boom!
Wow…
Suddenly, a violent shaking that shook the ground appeared in the mine.
It seemed as if something hard and heavy was broken behind the door, and it fell to the ground with a loud "thud".
The old scholar was suddenly startled. When he looked back, he saw that the ten-meter stone door that hundreds of workers could not shake had opened inwards.
Ron took back his dusty palms and raised the corners of his mouth.
"I hope you can give me an answer to this question."
Gulu…
"W-Woo!"
The air flowed through the yellow sand mine pit, making an unpleasant whimpering sound. Looking at the dark entrance of the tomb, the old scholar swallowed hard, and his scalp suddenly became numb.
…
Of course Ron was curious about what would happen in the tomb.
However, through the inner network, he found an acquaintance approaching, so he left the task to the old scholar and left.
In the long yellow sand, a tired camel is running in the desert.
The bright sun can make people dizzy. Katakuri on the camel's back took out a water bag and took a sip of muddy water from an oasis halfway. Then he carefully put away the water bag, not daring to get too wet even if the sweat flowed down his eyelashes. Big movements, gentle and delicate movements.
In the desert, the saying "water is the source of life" has been cruelly confirmed.
Whether it is humans, animals or even insects living underground, death is the only outcome once water is not replenished.
"It should be very close here, right?"
Katakuri thought so.
The two-humped camel made a feeble low cry and climbed up a sand dune with heavy steps.
"It's really there!"
Behind the cliff in the distance, a large camp stretching for hundreds of meters appeared discordantly on the yellow sand. Katakuri's eyes lit up and he was about to speed up his action.
But this time...
Zizzi!
"You know, I don't want to kill you just yet."
"But if I don't kill you if too many people see me, I will be in big trouble afterwards..."
The cold complaints echoed in his ears. Katakuri lowered his head slightly and looked at the sharp halberd tip that was close to his neck, his eyes full of shock.
What speed is this
The moment the picture of death he saw in the future appeared in his mind, the thunder halberd had already appeared!