As a royal tomb, the place is very important to the royal family.

Generally speaking, you cannot enter at will.

Ordinary royal members cannot join.

For example, what are the princes and princesses?

But Stefanie is an exception, she is almost already appointed, the future queen, which is almost everyone knows about the royal city.

So she can freely enter the royal tomb.

The golden, heavy bronze door slowly opened, making a muffled rumble. After a few seconds, the same echo faintly came back from behind the huge passage.

The two walked into the gate and looked at the dark passage in front of them. Stefanie did not walk forward any further, but said, "It's too big inside, and I don't know what the third brother is doing when he runs around. If he walks around, it's hard to find him. Let's wait for him here."

Roland responded next to him.

Stefanie felt that he was not very concerned about his words. She turned around and found that Roland was looking at two huge bronze doors.

"This is not gold, it is made of copper." Stefanie thought Roland did not distinguish the difference between the two.

Roland looked at the huge bronze door at least one meter thick and tskated: "If you melt these two large bronze doors, you will probably be able to spend the military expenses of your royal family for one year. You are such a rich man."

Stefanie laughed: "I didn't expect that you could guess what our ancestors did?"

"Um?"

"Our ancestors were rich, but one of them turned our descendants into poor people, and even spent money with big money." Stefanie shrugged: "Then he exchanged all the money saved by the royal family for ten years into copper coins, and then cast them into these two doors. He also said that unless it was absolutely necessary, he must not touch them. This is for the descendants to fight against the enemy."

"It's quite visionary." Roland was a little impressed.

"It's not just that." Stefanie said proudly: "This ancestor was very frugal. Then in his later years, he saved a lot of money and bought a lot of iron and sank it into the moat of the palace. If necessary, he could fish it up and build equipment."

Roland was slightly confused.

Let’s not talk about whether the operation of throwing iron into the water will have any impact on the iron, after all, it is not stainless steel.

The problem is that he seemed to have read a lot of such jokes when he was a child.

Looking at Roland's frown, Stefanie was a little unhappy: "Don't you believe it? If you don't believe it, you can go to the palace moat to catch it. I'll allow it, no one will drive you away."

The book friends used the small book pavilion before.

Roland smiled bitterly: "That's not what I mean, I just feel like I'm looking."

Um?

It was Stefanie's turn to be puzzled: "Does there any other country besides us Frans have such vision? No!"

"It seems that there are quite a lot of people. All countries with capital surnames seem to have such 'foresight'!" Roland laughed dryly, then changed the topic: "You just said, Wang Ling is very big?"

"Well, it's very big!" Stefanie nodded and replied, "The entire mountain was almost hollowed out by us, and it took more than three hundred years. The roads inside were complicated, layer by layer, with high bridges and stairs everywhere, like spider webs. Without a map, I don't know how to walk."

"Is it necessary to build such a large royal tomb?" Roland asked: "Even if your Francis royal family has a history of a thousand years, they don't have so many ancestors."

"It's always good to occupy a nest first. Don't be afraid of too many places, but you're afraid of having no place to sleep after death." Stefanie shrugged: "This is also what the ancestor left behind."

OK... Roland is sure, the King Holeven, who has been dead for two or three hundred years, must have grown up reading Zhiyin Magazine.

The two chatted casually, and time passed without realizing it.

Stefanie talked about the royal family, and Roland asked questions from time to time.

One was having a happy chat for the purpose of showing off and the other had the idea of ​​inquiring about information and increasing knowledge.

The two of them didn't even notice the passage of time, and when it was almost noon, the sound of footsteps finally came from the passage.

A young man in a red prince's uniform walked out of the passage.

Blonde hair and blue eyes, very gentle and delicate, and somewhat similar to Stefanie's eyebrows. You can tell at a glance that these two are siblings.

The young man who walked out was originally smiling, but when he saw two people standing at the door, he was shocked. Then, when he saw Stefanie, his face turned pale when he saw him.

He stopped, stood there, staring at his elder sister, and did not dare to walk around again.

When Roland saw this scene, he raised his eyebrows and thought to himself that Stefanie seemed to have a sense of majesty in front of these third brothers.

Stefanie didn't say anything, just leaned against the bronze door, looking at the other person with her hands crossed her chest.

After a while, the young man couldn't help it and asked, "Sister, why are you here?"

"I have no problem here, but you will drink it when you appear here, Ehausen." Stefanie said coldly: "Maybe, do you have any unique ideas and want to tell me? For example, collapse Wang Ling or something."

Ehausen shook his head hard: "How could I do this!"

"You'll tell me." Stefanie snorted, walked towards Ehausen, and asked, "It's not the day of sacrifice."

Ehausen looked at Stefanie who was walking towards him, subconsciously retreated step by step. After walking a few steps, he stopped again, lowered his head and said nothing.

"Did you see the man behind me?" Stefanie pointed at Roland.

Ehausen looked at Roland subconsciously.

"Do you know him?"

Ehausen shook his head.

"Now, the most beloved genius magician in the magic association is extremely good at spiritual magic." Stefanie stretched out her left hand and put it on her third brother's shoulder, and continued to say coldly: "You can not say it, but I can let him force him into your soul world. In that way, you will have no secret to me!"

The three princes looked at Roland as if they saw a ghost, full of fear.

His body was trembling at a faster speed, visible to the naked eye.

Roland even doubted whether this person would pee after being scared for a long time.

Fortunately, such a thing did not happen. After the third prince trembled for half a minute, he was not so nervous. He licked his lips and said, "Sister, I'll tell you, please tell him not to enter my soul."

"Say it." A beautiful curl was pursed on the corner of Stefanie's mouth.

The third prince used intermittent words to tell the reason why he came to Wangling.

It turned out that on the night of the last sacrificial day, he always heard a voice when he was sleeping, saying that he would go to the royal tomb again.

At first he thought he was influenced by someone's spiritual magic, but after seeing it, the trusted mages in the Magic Association saw that it was nothing.

In the end, this situation became more and more serious.

At first I only heard the sound in my dream, but couldn’t see anything. Everything in the dream was dark.

But recently, I can see the surrounding environment and finally see the person talking.

"A glowing woman?" Stefanie asked in surprise.

"No." The third prince shook his head vigorously: "It's a man with a crown on his head, very much like one of our ancestors. He asked me to come to the royal tomb at some time, otherwise he would let me die in a dream."

"So you're here." Stefanie snorted: "Don't discuss it with us."

The third prince looked away embarrassedly.

Stefanie said to Roland, "Please help him see the soul world."

"Actually, I don't really want to enter the soul world of men." Roland took a breath.

"Why?"

"Women are more emotional than reason, men are more desire than emotion." Roland explained helplessly: "So in the soul world of most men, you can see Nako and her thighs flying together as soon as you enter. Memories in this aspect fill the entire space without any concealment."

Stefanie was a little angry at first, after all, her third brother appeared here for no reason.

But when she heard Roland's words, she couldn't hold back and was so happy that she almost laughed out loud.

The third prince looked at his elder sister in surprise.

In his impression, the eldest sister has never laughed much since she married her ex-brother-in-law.

Now……

At this time, Stefanie gave Roland a blank look and continued, "Then please help me, this is my friend's request."

"All right."

Roland walked to the third prince.

The third prince subconsciously began to retreat again.

This is normal, no one wants a stranger to run into his soul world.

But Roland bounced his fingers and a huge mage hand appeared, grabbing the third prince hard.

Finally, Roland pressed his finger on the third prince's forehead.

After about six minutes, Roland retracted his finger.

Stefanie immediately came over and asked, "How is it, is he having any problems?"

"Yes, a big problem," Roland commented: "In his soul world, there is also a huge erosion area, much larger than yours."

"What the same person does?"

Roland shook his head: "It's not the same person. Although the area is larger than yours, the quality of erosion is obviously not as good as the one in your soul world. Or it's far behind."

The third prince forced himself to defend himself at this time: "But I have seen people in your association before, and he can trust him. He said that there is no problem with my soul world, and the sound I heard may be the call from my ancestors."

"I don't know whether the erosion area in your elder sister's soul consciousness is the call of the ancestors." Roland turned around and looked in the direction of the royal city: "But based on the information I found from the erosion area and the reading of your recent memory, the combination of the two is certain that the person who caused you this erosion area is Peter you trust the most."
To be continued...