Original Author：Yuan Tong（远瞳）

Translator： akes117

 

  As the heavy stone doors slowly closed under the ancient spell, the magical force went along the walls and grooved on the ground, forming a closed energy cycle, and completely kept out the nightmarish world outside.

  Now，no one heard the dying men shouting,no one heard captain’s battle cry, also roars and growls of those terrorist monsters , all sounds seems to be isolated by this heavy thick stone and steel gate, though everyone knew that it couldn’t hold for long. At least in this moment they got a short rest, Rebecca finally had a chance to take a breath——how she wished if it was just a bad dream of outside hellish situation.

  This weak mind just flashed and quickly left, next moment Rebecca tossed her hair and put all the weak thoughts out of her mind.Heavy rocks and steel can’t bring the real safety, oppositely，it even made thier will weaker to let them indulge in the temporary illusion of safety like a boiling frog.At this thought, the young heir of Cecil can’t help clenching faded wand, just like this weapon would give her courage.

  The voice came from behind,  "The passage has been closed, viscount. The monsters will not be able to enter for a while." it’s Bryon Cork, Cecil family’s knight.

  Rebecca looked back at the loyal knight, his adamantite armor all around the wound,and the part of chest armor had a  depression, while his gray hair seemed to be a obvious sear ——that was her aunt to save the knight from a monster with a Fireball burnt it out,that was really close, the fireball exploded close to the knight's scalp. If not for the gods blessing, the loyal knight who has severed for Cecil family over twenty years would become a corpse.

  Of course, Rebecca wasn't sure if it was because of her aunt Hetty's famous “never hitting the target”magic speciality...

  "My thanks, Knight Bryon," Rebecca said, lowering her eyelids to hide the weariness in her eyes. "At least we can take a short breath."

  Then she turned back and looked around——there were only three soldiers holding fires and alerting, aunt Hetty spelt a burning fireball carefully to explor the wall at the end of the stone hall walls, and that confounded maid Betty，she had already held the pan in the whole path, hiding behind the soldiers, looking around with a pair of big sparkly eyes.

 

Count on herself and Knight Bryon, these seven people may now be the last survivors -- those who remain on the surface have no chance to survive.

  After confirming everyone’s condition, Rebecca naturally  paid her attentions to the the stone hall.

  This was a place which existed for very long ages. The rectangular stone hall was full of spider webs and thick dust. Some decaying artifacts were stacked at one side of the hall.Although these delicate things were broken and full of dust, people could still see the beautiful and magnificent in ancient.On the stone hall walls, frescoes and relievos preserves completely. Although the frescoes had faded and the reliefs were slightly worn, they still remained the contents.

  Hetty Cecil looked at the frescoes and relievos for a long time.Comparing with the modern, originated from the northern states slick frivolous style, all the decoration of the stone hall appears simple but solemn with a obvious "first dynasty" style, frescoes show the heros’ presence and local conditions and customs, and relief tend to carve the myths and legends scenes and abstract divine symbols. 

  As a learned caster, Hetty is good at deciphering the useful things from these ancient drawings.

  She looked at the frescoes and relievos and put her left hand on his chest , "May the ancestor forgive our disturbing..." she whispered.

  "Aunt Hetty!" said Rebecca, she walked to Hetty with her wand, the young girl's face a little strained, and it seemed that she finally realized what she had entered, and felt a little nervous. 

  "Here..."

  "This is the place where the Cecil ancestor rest," Hetty said gravely. "Don't do anything disrespectful."

  Rebecca swallowed and looked around. "It seems like it had been a long time since someone been here..."

  "One hundred years ago，after marquis Grubman Cecil  took the scared treasure without authorization from the ancestral tomb and involved insurgency almost made whole family turned Cecil into collapse . Since then this place was completely blocked, all Cecil descendants knows how to open the gate of here. But as a result of family instructions, unless a survival crisis, anyone is not allowed to come without authorization." Hetty saw Rebecca’s eyes deeply , "We were the first to set foot in the past one hundred years."

  "But it's really the moment of crisis now..."Rebecca took a deep breath." The ancestor will forgive us, won't them?"

  Hetty smiled stiffly. Unable to answer the question, she continued her search for finding a way to open the deep tomb, as the mural shows.

  Without much effort, she found the special stone pillar, then she put her hand on the top of it and pressed it down.

  Suddenly there was a slight vibration from the stone door leading to the deep tomb, and then the whole stone gate slowly raised with a grinding sound.

  But in the moment when the stone gate raised, Rebecca heard a strange sound behind the stone gate -- a sound like something dropped , following by a irrepressible shout.

  "Somebody in there?!"Hetty responded at once. "Bryon!" he whispered.

  The knight, without waiting for more instructions, was already hurrying with his sword rushing into the stone gate. Three other soldiers followed. And Rebecca, after a moment's pause,she soon followed and ordered the confused maid without turning back: 

  "Betty!Hide!"

  When she rushed into the tomb, Rebecca saw the knight stepped before her was slashing swiftly to a petite one.

  The petite one flashed around knight Bryon like a gust of wild wind, and every time sword near her ，she turned into a cloud of black smoke to escape into the tomb chamber's ubiquitous shadow area, her power of manipulating the shadow and the agility of the footwork let Rebecca's eyes open -- No stalkers there can hold so long with knight Bryon.

  However, as the remaining three soldiers completed the enclosure, and Hetty blocked the tomb door burns fire in her hand, the agile stalker completely lost the space to escape, and fell on the ground.

  It was only when she stops that Rebecca could see the face of the intruder -- a young girl who looked about the same age as herself, but who was shorter. She wore old leather armor,hair short till ears, with a pretty face.The most impressive was her ears, which was sharp not as long as a elf, but enough to show her bloodborne: a half-blood elf.

  However it's impossible to tell what the other half of her lineage is. After all, the elf lineage is so powerful to cover it , basically no matter whether human or other something——elf hybrids always have similar characteristics.

  When half-elf girl just fell, knight Bryon stepped forward and put the long sword in her neck , the other three soldiers also immediately surround, three sword blocked the all escape way.

  "Who are you dare to break into the mausoleum of the Cecil family?!"Hetty's voice was irrepressible as she stride off to the intruder, furious enough to be bristled like an angry lion .As a noble descendant like her whose ancestor’ tomb had been visited by thief --it is an event if it is known by other nobles，the Cecil family's shaky reputation would definitely turns to the end.

  Rebecca also stared at the half-blood elf -- though she was still a little confused by the incident, she was also angry enough by the presence of an intruder in the tomb of the ancestor, such a kind of forbidden place.

  The half-elf girl was restrained by the swords, and her voice trembling as Hetty and Rebecca’s stare. "Wait...Wait a minute!I haven't stolen anything yet!"

  The long sword of Bryon's hand immediately pressed down deeper again: "How dare you!"

  No sooner had the knight speaks , a strange clattering sound came out from the black steel coffin in the centre of the tomb. The noise had been heard by all at once, and everyone, including Rebecca,all turned to silent.

  Moments later, Rebecca was the first to react. A fist-sized fireball appeared from the top of her staff and she pointed at the half-kneeling half-elf: "what did you do to our ancestor?!"

  The half-elf girl was really about to cry this time: "Don't......Don't kill me yet!See the coffin lid of your ancestor's ..."

  "It’s shaking!"

  The noise in the black steel coffin grew louder and louder, and the coffin vibrated distinctly, as the half-elf girl cried.

  "O ancestors!Hetty's face turned into gray, for the first time this lady, who had always been outstanding in aristocratic circles by her decent behavior and elegance, lost control of her emotions,she says with a terrifying voice, "Rest in peace my ancestor!Those who disturb you will be punished..."

  Half-elf girl shouted and cried ，“Stop talking it!There is no use to talk these bullshit!Do something !" 

  The three soldiers looked at each other, and even Byron's face looked confused.At the mean time ,the coffin had been pushed out and a hand grasps the coffin’s edge.Seeing this, Rebecca acts quickly and rushed to the platform where the coffin is placed. 

  Rebecca holds her wand with her two hands and lifts it over the head，then hit it down upon without any hesitation : " Rest in peace!!Ancestors rest in PEACEEE!"

  The hand had a quick back into the coffin, and from the coffin comes a shout seems to be painful: "Ochhhh! who tamps my hand!" 

  Rebecca looked around and see her family knight, aunt and three soldiers were staring at her in shock. 

  She looked down at her wand. This time it is her turn to cry. "Aunt, I don’t behave disrespectfully to my ancestors,do I?"

  But Hetty suddenly shouts out, "Rebecca!Get out of there!" 

  Rebecca seemed confused,

   "Aunt?" 

  "This could be the resurrection of the dead!"Hetty looked pale. "The monsters on the surface...May corrupt the sacred remains of our ancestor!" 

  This possibility made Rebecca sweat, and just as she was about to jump off the platform and hide behind the soldiers, the heavy lid of the black steel coffin was pushed up again -- and this time with all the strength of the man inside, the entire lid flies!

  Then a man with short, light brown hair, a dignified face, and an ancient aristocratic costume, sat up from it. 

  When half kneeling half-elf girl turned her head and saw this scene, can not help a scream: "See that！Your ancestor zombie absolutely rise up."

 

PS:still cannot get use of the edit ui