Rob realized that he seemed to have overthought things. The existence of the seventeenth floor was a secret. Unless one was as observant as he was, most people would not be able to tell that the builder had played a trick on the height of the tower. So even if they were lucky enough to find the keyhole, it would be difficult for them to realize that it was a trap.
With these two safeguards, it was unnecessary to spend so much effort to set up a rhythm mechanism. Furthermore, Max the cook was responsible for delivering food and cleaning up the trash every day. The mechanism should not have been so complicated to activate.
When he realized this, Rob quickly realized that there was something fishy about it.
The flute was made up of two pieces. After dismantling it, he found a piece of green stone.
If he guessed correctly, this was the real key.
The future Supreme Magister Your Honor inserted the green stone into a groove in the corner.
The next moment, the sound of a stone shaft turning rang in their ears.
The stone wall above them split open to allow only one person to pass through. At the same time, a wooden ladder descended.
When Lolo saw the wooden ladder, a look of confusion appeared in her eyes.
Ever since she made up her mind to escape from the family and began to investigate the truth of that incident, she had unknowingly gone so far, even further than her father back then. She seemed to be only one step away from Mother Teresa, who played a key role in this matter.
The truth was close at hand.
However, at this time, Lolo's heart became more and more nervous. She was worried that she had found the wrong person, worried that there was nothing up there, worried that this was the final trap set by the church to capture her …
The Scarlet Sword had chased after this name for a whole decade, but in the end, it was to no avail. Lolo knew very well that in terms of wisdom, strength, wealth, and connections, she was far from her father's. She had only relied on insignificant persistence to get to where she was now.
She was like a stubborn praying mantis, waving her slender arms in a futile attempt to stop the rolling wheels of a carriage.
She had asked herself more than once, if even her father could not do it, could she really accomplish it?
Lolo did not know the answer to this question.
She was like a gambler sitting in front of a card table. She had already placed all her bets, and the outcome was about to be revealed. Her heart was filled with apprehension.
At this moment, someone held her hand. When she realized what was happening, she was already in that person's embrace.
Feeling the warmth coming from his chest, he leaned down and whispered in her ear, "What are you afraid of? At worst, you'll just have to start all over again. Hesitation and hesitation are not your style." After saying that, Rob opened his mouth and mischievously bit the girl's ear.
The next moment, Lolo jumped up like a rabbit and pushed him away. The girl blushed and said, "W-W-W-W-What do you want?"
"I'm trying to think of a way to cheer you up," the man said calmly.
"How … how could there be such a method?!" Lolo was ashamed and angry, but in her heart, she had to admit that after being disturbed by that fellow, her nervousness had actually decreased a lot, and she was no longer as worried about gains and losses as before. She took a deep breath, put away those random thoughts, and climbed up the wooden ladder.
The structure of the seventeenth floor was very simple. There was a total of a corridor and six rooms.
When Lolo first came up, she was obviously stunned. She thought that the environment here would be very comfortable. After all, it was located at the top of the tower, and the light and air should be very good. Moreover, it was a place specially provided by the temple for Mother Teresa to retire.
But in fact, the corridor she was in now was dim and the air around her was filled with a damp and gloomy atmosphere. She could even hear the sound of rats scurrying by.
The girl took out a magic lamp from her backpack, and at this time, Rob also climbed up from below.
The future Supreme Magister Your Honor was not too surprised. He looked around and explained to Lolo, "The existence of the seventeenth floor is a secret, even the prison guards down below are kept in the dark. Therefore, when building the tower, we definitely couldn't cut the windows, or else the people down below would know the secret just by counting the number of windows."
"But wouldn't it be very uncomfortable to live in there without sunlight?"
"Yes, it's not easy to survive in here." A voice sighed.
"Who is it?" Lolo put on a vigilant look and drew the sword at her waist.
"Good sword," the voice praised. "It's almost perfect material and craftsmanship. Even among the works of the elves, it can be regarded as a masterpiece. This sword must have an extraordinary origin."
"You know this sword?" The girl had already found the source of the sound. It came from behind a metal door on her left. Luo Luo was a little curious. She did not know how the other party could see the sword in her hand. There were only a few holes on the metal door that looked like needles, and it was difficult to see what was outside from above.
The person seemed to know that she was puzzled, and before she asked, he took the initiative to answer her question, "I smell it."
"Smell it?" The girl was a little incredulous.
"Yes, every weapon has a unique smell. Even if you can't see it with your eyes, as long as you can smell it with your nose, you can tell them apart. I remember this sword, it's name is Fiasis, which means faith in the elven language." The voice paused, and seemed to be a little proud, "It also has a twin brother called Vengeance, which is the work of the same blacksmith. Ha, it's actually a two-handed sword, but two hundred years ago, it was secretly melted by those bastards in the temple … Those bastards didn't care much about dealing with waste, and in the end, it was bought by a dwarf for five silver coins. Later, it was sold to an elven weaponsmith, and in the end, it was split into two, becoming faith and vengeance."
"You must be mistaken, I've never heard of vengeance. This sword has been passed down from generation to generation in my family. It's the sword of every family head. Before me, this sword has always been in the hands of my father."
"Impossible, I can't remember this smell wrong. Who is your father?" The voice was a little unhappy, as if he was not satisfied that Lolo questioned his judgment.
"Karov." Lolo was silent for a while. Since she was already here, she did not want to hide her identity anymore.
Everyone in the north knew about the Scarlet Sword, but the voice's reaction was very calm. "This name … I've never heard of it. The last time I saw this sword, it was in the hands of that kid, Roderick."
"Ah," Lolo said, "That's my grandfather."
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