Although Allen believed that he was not a greedy person, he was still very curious about the gemstone that Mathilda spoke of. A gemstone that could make magicians yearn for even in their dreams, how rare must it be! Could it be even more precious than a resurrection stone?
Mathilda was indeed the ruler of a clan. Just by looking at Allen's undisguised yearning expression, she knew that Allen was moved. Mathilda could not help but reveal a smile. Although Allen was an outstanding magician with a gentle temperament and outstanding strength, he was still young and did not know how to conceal his preferences!
In fact, how could Allen not know how to conceal his preferences! However, if he were to directly ask Mathilda for it, he would be embarrassed. He could only express his feelings through his undisguised yearning.
"This gemstone is said to be a gemstone that Merlin used before, and was once embedded in King Arthur's crown. In fact, before the Ceremony of Charon, we Centaurs could not accurately predict the future. Only I, through this gemstone, was able to open up a small crack in fate. Now, after the baptism of the Ceremony of Charon, and with the Star Lake, I think that with our own abilities, we Centaurs will be able to get closer to fate! As for what other miraculous powers it has, you will have to rely on yourself to find out! " Mathilda's fiery gaze looked towards the Star Lake, as if she could see a brighter future for the Centaurs.
Merlin's gemstone, was once embedded in King Arthur's crown! It even had the ability to predict the future! Any one of these points was enough to set off a bloodbath in the magic world. With his current abilities, would he be able to protect this unparalleled treasure?
As if she had seen through Allen's thoughts, Mathilda continued, "During the Ceremony of Charon, due to my position, I was able to see more clearly than anyone else, and was the closest to fate. Allen, I admit that taking out this gemstone is not only because of your generosity, but also because we Centaurs want to be on good terms with you. Although our position has always been to not get involved in any conflicts between humans, but the stars have shown that an unavoidable war is about to unfold, and no creature can stay out of it. As the leader of the Centaurs, I have to consider our future. And your friendship is exactly what we need. "
It could be said that Mathilda's words were sincere. Allen understood. Even in his previous life, under the persuasion of Firenze, the centaurs also joined the Hogwarts to fight against the Lord Voldemort. What's more, with him as a variable, the other party wanted to get close to him out of consideration for their own interests.
Although Allen clearly understood Mathilda's intentions, he still felt gloomy when he thought of the war that might happen in the future. This is not a peaceful world. If you don't work hard, your life will be threatened in the future. Although the final victory belonged to Harry, who could guarantee that Allen would have the last laugh?
"Thank you for your kindness. It's my honor to be chosen by you. I am also very willing to go through thick and thin with the Centaurs, and may our friendship last forever. " Allen didn't hesitate. In front of a smart person, any hypocritical refusal or pretentious rejection would lower his own style and invite ridicule.
Sure enough, Mathilda understood tacitly, "Merlin's gem is now stored in the Holy Land of the Centaurs, please follow me!"
Allen followed Mathilda's footsteps into the maze-like fortress. But it was different from the last time. Before entering the stone room where the Ritual of Charon was recorded, Mathilda stopped Allen from entering. She leapt up, directly to the middle of the stone room, and then jumped rhythmically. The sound of her hooves hitting the ground, combined with the echoes from the empty stone room, formed an extremely strange music. Allen's blood and heartbeat seemed to be violently beating along with the rhythm of this music.
Finally, Mathilda leapt up high, her head smashing into the position of the staff drawn on the stone wall. Allen couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise, but reason told him that Mathilda definitely wouldn't do such a stupid thing.
Sure enough, the moment Mathilda's head touched the stone wall, the entire stone wall became illusory, as if it was covered by a layer of gauze. The moment she leapt in, Mathilda only had time to give Allen a look, but Allen instantly understood her meaning. She wanted Allen to follow.
What a genius idea. Everyone who entered this stone room would most likely be attracted by the painting of the Rite of Charon on the wall. Who would have thought that there would be another mystery behind the wall?
Allen's heart was filled with admiration for the founder of this Holy Land, but his movements weren't slow at all. He quickly entered the stone room, and passed through the gauze like stone wall. The moment he passed through, Allen felt as if he had jumped into ice-cold water, a bone-chilling cold enveloping his entire body. But as Allen stepped into this hidden dark room, the cold that Allen experienced just now was like an illusion, far away from him.
Entering this dark room, the most conspicuous thing was a huge centaur statue. Its appearance was extremely mighty and majestic, with short golden hair that was slightly curled, messily piled on top of its head, and the beard on its face was also golden. Compared to its powerful appearance, its expression was gentle, with a smile on its face, and its forehead and eyes exuded the aura of a wise man. It wore a red cloak, and its front legs were slightly bent as it squatted on the ground, using its finger to point at a stone platform below. And Mathilda was standing in front of this stone platform, kneeling in front of this centaur statue.
Around the stone room were several magic lamps, and the dim yellow light filled this stone room, causing the dark room to feel tranquil. Allen noticed that on the walls of the stone room hung a few battle armors, helmets, swords, spears and halberds … …
Out of friendship and respect for the centaurs, even though Allen did not know who the centaur statue was, he still tidied up his attire, slowly walked forward and bowed in respect.
"This is the ancestor of our centaurs, the glory of our centaurs – Charon. The Rite of Charon was passed down from him. "Mathilda was obviously very satisfied with Allen's respect, and explained the identity of this statue.
So it was him! When he first heard about the Rite of Charon, Allen already felt that it was familiar. Now that he saw the statue, Allen immediately understood the identity of this centaur.
Charon's abilities were outstanding among the centaurs, the four arts of zither, chess, calligraphy and painting, bow and arrow, spear and saber, fist fighting and sumo … … he was practically omnipotent, and there was nothing he did not know. He lived in seclusion in the Pilewen Cave, imparting unparalleled martial arts. Any of his students, even if they only learned a single skill, would be able to dominate the world. Ison, Hercules, Orpheus, and even the heroes of ancient Greek mythology were all under his tutelage. Charon could be said to be the ancestor of Greek heroes, and people called his disciples the "Heroes of Pilewen". The constellation Sagittarius was named in memory of him.
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