Chapter 454 Wilder's Ancestor Mausoleum
The black-haired maid opened her eyes unexpectedly when she heard the mistress's words: "Ancestral Mausoleum? But the Holy Spirit Day has already..."
"Not for the sacrifice of ancestors," Victoria exclaimed, "Go and prepare, Maggie."
Maggie glanced at the hostess quietly, and did not ask any more questions, but lowered her head slightly: "Yes, I understand."
Just like Gowen Cecil who was finally buried under the ancient castle of Cecil in the southern area, the mausoleum of the founding duke of the four lands of Ansu was finally set up on the land they protected. The place where Snowverde, the "Duke of Winter" who guarded the northern mountains, was sleeping under the Winter Fort, which stood on the top of the mountains in the northern area.
Through the cellar at the lowest level of Winter Fort and through the deepest and solemn black corridor, the oldest and solemn mausoleum area of the castle was the oldest and solemn mausoleum area. The heads of the Wilder family used huge manpower and material resources to build their magnificent fortress on the top of the mountain, and nearly half of the manpower and material resources were used to maintain this mausoleum buried deep in the mountain.
The ancestors of the Wilder family were not favored by elemental powers like Gowen Cecil. The tombs under Winter Castle were completely stabilized by generations of powerful human mages using human power to impose elemental blessings, and they remained unharmed for seven centuries.
Victoria Wilder walked into the underground palace accompanied by her maid Maggie, and did not bring any extra entourage.
The magic crystal lamp embedded in the wall was injected with magic power and emitted a dim and constant light: in order not to disturb the ancestors, the magic crystals in the tomb were specially designed, and their brightness was only about half that of ordinary magic crystal lamps. Under such a slightly dim light, the slope of the suburban palace extends into the hazy darkness in front of the duke's sight, which looks shady and terrifying.
But Victoria didn't care about such darkness, she took steps forward.
The walls built by the Soul-Suppressing Stone Brick retreated beside her, and the solid stone slabs and boots collided with hollow echoes. In the oldest corridor of the entire fortress, Victoria had a feeling that she seemed to be walking towards the past against the trajectory of time. Every 100 meters she advanced in this ancient corridor, she went back a hundred years. She walked through the fog and moon internal chaos, through the last heyday of Ansu, through the dynasty reform, through the prosperous years, and finally... arrived seven hundred years ago, and arrived at the initial starting point of this country and the family.
The rectangular mausoleum main hall arrived. Maggie silently came to the stone pillar next to the entrance of the hall, pressed her hand on a metal disk on the surface of the stone pillar. As the magic power poured into it, the magic crystal stone lamps inlaid in the hall also lit up one by one, causing the originally dark hall to float a layer of light that was enough to see.
Portraits of the heads of the Wilder family have been hung on the walls on both sides of the hall. From the first generation of "Winter Grand Duke Snowwild" to Victoria's father, everyone has the same silver hair and serious face. They lowered their eyes slightly, as if they were staring at the visitors walking into the hall with a serious look. Victoria Wilder calmly greeted the eyes and saw the line of ancient sayings engraved on the wall:
"We are the last barrier for Ansu"
Victoria's eyes slowly swept across the faces of her ancestors, and finally fell on her father. Her eyes stayed on the majestic old duke for a long time before whispering: "Father, as you expected, the hidden dangers of the Second Dynasty broke out after all... But you probably couldn't expect where the biggest variable in this chaos came from..."
After a moment of silence, the duchess raised his head and ordered the maid beside him, "You go out first, I need to be alone."
The black-haired maid exited the hall in silence, while Victoria Wilder stepped forward.
In front of the stone platform at the end of the hall, the platform was about half a person tall, like a wide tabletop, with mysterious runes and patterns engraved around the platform, while the surface of the platform was as smooth as a mirror, and there was no decorative trace.
After hesitating for a while, the Dukewoman put his hand on the platform and whispered the ancient spell.
The magic power in the air stirred up, and the runes around the platform lit up one after another. The smooth mirror-like table began to ripple like water, accompanied by a milky white glow, a silver-white metal plate about one foot square floated up from the rippling surface of the platform.
This metal plate was actually sealed in dense stones.
Victoria picked up the metal plate and it was not heavy, and it was very thin. The hard decorative lines could be seen at the edges of the metal plate. This was a typical Gondor style. She rubbed the surface of the metal plate, and words immediately appeared on the metal plate.
Charles Moen, the guide, the leader, the protector, the founder of the kingdom, we respect him as kings.
Gowen Cecil, the Lord of the Knights, the Blazer, the Protector, and the Founder of the Kingdom, we respect them as guardians of the Southern Territory.
Snowwild, the Grass of Frost, the Guardian of Knowledge, the Blazer of the Kingdom, and the Founder of the Kingdom, we respect them as the guardian of the North.
Anthony Loren, Lord of Warriors...
The Duke of the North, who has always been indifferent and alienated, as inaccessible as the Queen of Ice and Snow, could not help but look awe when he saw this metal plate. Her eyes slid over the glorious names. Behind each name, there seemed to be a mountain standing upright. They represent the cornerstone of this kingdom, the power to overcome obstacles in the natural disaster that almost destroyed human civilization seven hundred years ago, and also represents... the original constitution of this country.
This is a list of all the founders of Ansu's founding country, arranged according to merit and title, but it is more than just a list.
Victoria turned the metal plate over and on the back of the metal plate, a paragraph of text clearly appeared on it:
"...If a natural disaster breaks out in the country, or an irreversible man-made disaster occurs, resulting in the death of the king or the inability to continue to protect the kingdom due to various reasons, if there is no available heir, the person in the list will inherit the kingdom in a row and take charge of the kingdom..."
Seven hundred years ago, it was a stormy era.
It is probably hard for people living in a stable and peaceful period to imagine what it was like when humans had just broken out of the wasteland and established a kingdom on a barren land. Even Victoria Wilder could only see records of those years from ancient classics, or hear some sporadic descriptions from the mouths of a few immortal races, but could not have empathy.
But every time she saw this list and the text behind it, she could still imagine how crisis the kingdom maintained by her ancestors was when Ansu was founded.
The aftermath of the demon tide continued to invade the country until the completion of the magnificent wall, the monsters rushing out of the wasteland of Gondor were still attacking the human world. Even when the tide was at its strongest, the heartland of the Holy Spirit Plain would undergo large-scale erosion out of thin air. To this day, a black corrosive wall brick is still retained on a section of the city wall in the inner city of San Sunil, silently recording that dangerous time.
In that era, the king would die at any time, the guardian duke would die at any time, and everyone would die at any time.
That's why this directory and the "emergency inheritance rules" behind the directory are found.
But just like that, no one had ever thought that the honorary "permanent development rights" would take effect again one day. Those who know this list probably never thought that someone on this list would suddenly come back...
Victoria Wilder looked at the metal plate in her hand quietly. After a long time, she sighed softly, placed the metal plate solemnly on the stone platform, and reversed the spell to seal it again.
After doing all this, she took two steps back, left the stone platform, and turned around and looked around the hall.
There are many stone doors arranged on the walls on both sides of the hall. Behind the stone doors are corridors, which lead to different tombs. One day, she will lie in one of the tombs, and one of her descendants will stand where she is standing now, looking around here.
But maybe you will think about different issues.
After standing there for a moment, the duchess seemed to have made up some decision. She glanced at the closed door and sensed through a faint breath, she knew that Maggie was still guarding outside the door.
In fact, even if no one guards, no one dares to trek into this place.
Victoria turned around, looked at the stone platform before, then walked around the platform and walked towards the door behind the stone platform.
This door is the most special. It occupies one wall of the hall alone. There is no corridor behind the door, and there is only a single tomb chamber.
In terms of this structure, the layout of this mausoleum is actually no different from that of Cecil's ancestral tomb.
With the squeaking sound of the magic mechanism running, the duchess opened the door to the deepest special tomb chamber. She walked into it and lit up the magic crystal stone lamp in the deep tomb chamber.
The magic crystal stone lamp illuminates the spacious hall, and the furnishings of the hall are visible: a large number of stone slabs and magic pattern curtains depicting mysterious runes are arranged around the hall, and bookshelf, planetary instruments, miniature mage tower models, etc. can be seen in other open spaces in a seemingly random but actually orderly position. On the high platform in the center of the hall, a black iron coffin is quietly placed.
"Ancestors, your descendants come to visit you."
Victoria Wilder said softly with a solemn expression, then he seemed to swallow his saliva and walked towards the iron coffin.
She came to the platform and saw the stone slab leaning against the iron coffin, which was carved with the last sentence Snowverde, the ancestor of the Wilder family, left to the world:
"Old guys, it's so boring for me to live longer than you all."
It is probably hard for outsiders to imagine that the ancestor Wilder, who had only a serious expression like frost in various official portraits, would leave such a sentence at the last moment of his life, but Victoria was no longer surprised by this sentence.
She shifted her attention away from the stone slab and stared at the dark iron coffin in front of her, and a look of struggle and hesitation appeared on her face.
She hesitated for nearly ten minutes before finally reaching out with the courage to gently tap the lid of the iron coffin.
The iron coffin had no response.
After hesitating for a moment, she reached out her hand again, gently tapped the lid of the iron coffin, and quickly turned her head to look around.
Of course there was no one here, so the Duke of the North took a breath and approached the iron coffin: "... are you there?"
Three minutes of embarrassment and hard to bear, and the only thing Duke of Victoria heard was her own breath and heartbeat.
The duchess's face seemed to be covered with frost. She quickly stood up, took two steps back, and murmured to herself: "...Damn it, what stupid thing I am doing..."
She quickly left the tomb and left the hall of the underground palace. When the maid Maggie saw her, the guardian of the North had regained his cold, alienated, noble and calm appearance.
"Vicky, you've been in there for a long time."
"To confirm something," Victoria said lightly, "Let's go, Maggie, this time, I'm really going back to my room to rest."
Chapter completed!