Filin is no stranger to the basement of Sylt's mansion.
When he was a child, he regarded this place as his own amusement park. It was a lot of fun to find strange objects from various dusty boxes. Of course, he was also beaten by his father for this, and was even banned from entering the basement alone, but Ferrin always found a way to sneak in.
The jazz took him into the innermost stone room, only to see fist-sized pale blue spar film inlaid around the walls, and he couldn't help but take a breath. He didn't know these things when he was a child, but now he naturally understands what it means. High-quality god stones are very valuable. For such a big man, at least five or six hundred golden dragons are around.
Was the Sylt family so rich
He suddenly remembered that the treasure map was also dug out from this room.
There is a circle of boxes around the stone room. The layout is not much different from the scene in memory. Sir Sylt took out a bunch of keys and opened the largest wooden box. With the sound of opening the box, the house suddenly swelled. A puff of dust rose up.
Filming held his breath, he looked into the box and it was divided into several layers, similar to the dressing box used by noble ladies, each layer was filled with gems of different colors.
Is this the legacy of that ancestor
"It's been a long time since I've been here," sighed Sir. "Every time I see these magic stones, I'm reminded of the heavy memories of my ancestors."
"Magic stone?" Fei Lin asked in surprise.
"Yes, a precious item that only witches can use," he nodded. "This is a very long story. Our family was built under the protection of a witch."
My father began to tell the origin history of the family, which was different from what he had heard when he was a child. The first Sylt ancestor did not come from the West, but the untouched wilderness after the desperate mountains.
Filin gradually widened his eyes. He did not expect such an amazing secret to be hidden behind the portrait.
The founder of the family, the ancestor of Agatha, actually built a huge kingdom together with many other witches. In the kingdom, they are in a dominant position, similar to the present nobles, and the kingdom's demise is due to the attack of the hell devil. In the last battle, the survivors fled in all directions. Agatha took a group of people to the stone tower in the Hidden Forest to get experimental materials, and another group of people followed the large army to Greycastle. At that time, the Kingdom Continent was just a A desolate and barren land.
"Ancestors are in another group?" Filin asked with a dry throat.
"That's right, he is the witch's housekeeper, and it stands to reason that he should go to the forest with her, but he backed off and offered to stay and look after the supplies, and the witch agreed to his request." Ser said solemnly, "You should know this. what does it mean."
Ferrin nodded. The housekeeper could be regarded as the most trusted person in the family except for the relatives. The housekeeper should live and die with the master most of the time, unless the master ordered otherwise. In a sense, offering to leave is tantamount to betrayal, even if the other party does not refuse.
"When our ancestors arrived in the West, they fell into deep regret and self-blame, and recorded all these emotions," Sir Sylt took out a black book from another box. "The witch was not able to After returning, he severed ties with the Federation, left the refugee camp, and settled alone in this uncultivated area with his few servants."
Filin took the black book and did not open it immediately, but thought of a terrible thing, "So, do you know from the beginning that everything the church does is wrong?"
If witches once fought the devil, why are they now advertised as the devil's minions? There is clearly a great hidden secret here.
"I know, but there's nothing I can do," the Sir said calmly. "If there is a witch in the territory, I will definitely hide it, but I can't save the witch in the fortress. After all, Duke Ryan doesn't think so. He even hates witches more than the church. .In addition, from the records of the later ancestors, we can know that they also did this... but they didn't tell the lucky ones who were rescued about the witch kingdom."
"What about them, are they still in the family?"
"How is it possible, of course, all of them have already entered the grave," he spread his hands and said, "It is a very rare age to live to the age of sixty or seventy, but they are human beings after all, and they will also grow old."
"But you think the ancestor is still alive."
"It's just that there is a possibility that witches have various abilities and cannot bear offspring, that's why I make this speculation."
Ferrin pondered for a moment, then changed the subject, "Didn't the ancestors want to go to the Hidden Forest to find the ancestor of Agatha?"
"It's easier said than done," his father shook his head. "Even witches can't return safely. Ordinary mortals are no different from dying there. In addition, the Western Territory was still a wasteland four hundred years ago, full of wild beasts and jungles, and it is difficult to just take root. It’s so great, I don’t have time to take care of other things. But my ancestors wrote this in their will, and I hope that in the future, my descendants will go to the Stone Pagoda in the Hidden Forest, even if I just take a look.”
Dawn Morning Light took a deep breath and opened this dusty record book. From the first page, he could feel the remorse between the lines. Many handwritings have become blurred over the years, but because of this, the heavy feeling is more obvious. I don't know how long it took before he turned to the last page, where the content of the will was written, perhaps not a will, but an unfulfilled wish.
This is probably the reason why my father showed regret after drinking.
As a former knight, he felt the same way.
"Do you need me to find her?" Ferrin asked after a moment of silence. "If she is really Agatha herself, then she must live in the Prince's Castle. As far as I know, there are quite a few witches gathered there."
"The witches are all gathered in the castle?" The Sir thought thoughtfully. "It's no wonder that Longsong Fortress issued an announcement to recruit witches a few days ago. It seems that His Royal Highness is determined to fight against the Church." Then he shook his head, "No, you don't have to go to her."
Fei Lin was slightly startled, "Don't you want to see her?"
"How can the ancestors come to see the younger generation," Sir Sylt smiled. "Of course we must take the initiative to see her."
"us?"
"That's right, I'll go to Border Town with you, too," my father said while touching his chin with a smile, "Take all these things with you. If it really is Agatha herself, the ancestor's last wish will be fulfilled."
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