Gwen stood in front of the window and waited for a while until he confirmed that My was gone.
Pony's aura had completely disappeared. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief and quickly began to close the window.
Just as the window was about to close, a black shadow suddenly jumped up from below, accompanied by Hu Po's loud shout, "Hey, uncle, I just saw a thief … Paji."
Gwen was speechless.
A moment later, Miss Amber, who was both physically and mentally injured, finally stood firmly on the ground. The unlucky half-elf covered her forehead with ice cubes on her face and glared at Gwen. "How can you do this!"
"How would I know that you would suddenly jump in from outside the window?" Gwen glanced at her. "What's wrong with everyone today? Can't anyone just walk in through the front door?"
"I'm a bandit! You want me to walk in through the front door? Are you looking down on my professionalism? "Amber was flustered and exasperated." And I was sent flying just now! You still haven't mentioned how to calculate the injury, aren't you embarrassed? Are you nobles all so stingy? "
Gwen glanced at Amber, who was still alive and kicking. After confirming that she was not injured at all, he shook his head and said, "I don't have money now, but I'll give it to you when I have money later."
Without waiting for her to speak, Gwen continued, "I'm your elder, I won't lie to you, okay?"
Amber glared at him. "You said it yourself, I have a good memory!"
Gwen waved his hand and motioned for the noisy half-elf to stay put. He then went to the desk and looked at the crystals on the table.
There were five crystals, one of which was given to him by Miss Melita and originated from 700 years ago. In theory, it should be an important item that Gwen Cecil entrusted to the Mithril Vault for safekeeping. But for some reason, he had no memory of it at all. The other four crystals were found in the Mithril safe in the study.
But Gwen did not know the origin of the last few crystals.
He had the memory of the Mithril safe in his mind, but regarding the items in the safe, he only knew that the platinum disc was actually a key that could open a vault that no one knew about now. As for the rest of the crystals … he only remembered that year when Gwen Cecil put them in the safe, but he could not remember where they came from.
It was as if all the memories related to these crystals had been erased.
Gawain fiddled with the crystals. They were made of the same material, but in terms of shape, the crystal from the Mithril Treasury was obviously complete. It was perfectly symmetrical and roughly shaped like a palm-sized spindle, but it did not have a tip. A faint blue glow could be seen in the center of the spindle. The other four crystals taken from the safe were obviously fragments. They were the remnants of another spindle. Gawain tried to piece them together and found that they could only piece together two-thirds of the spindle at most.
"What's this?" Amber stood aside for a few minutes. She was so bored that she wanted to fly. She could not help but come to Gwen. "Crystals? But they're so dim … They look worthless. "
Gao Wen didn't even raise his head. "Fortunately, they don't look valuable. Otherwise, I would have killed you right now to prevent you from having any ideas about them."
Amber patted her chest exaggeratedly. "Wow! You nobles are so cruel! "
Gwen looked at her a little curiously. "You're always talking about nobles. Do you have a grudge against nobles?"
"No, but isn't it natural for the poor to scold the nobles?" Amber rolled her eyes. "Anyway, there's nothing else to scold. So no matter if it's natural or man-made disasters, it must be the fault of the nobles."
Gwen looked at Amber with a smile. "You don't look like a poor person at all. The real poor don't have the guts to do this."
Amber said proudly, "That's right. The average poor don't know how to walk in the shadows either."
Gawain didn't pay any attention to this blabbermouth who wasn't honest at all. Instead, he waved his hand and sent her to call Rebecca over.
"Call that little lord?" Amber blinked and then looked at the crystals in front of Gwen. "Wait … Are these really valuable things?"
Gwen did not know how she made the connection. "Why do you think so?"
Amber's analysis was clear and logical. "At this time, with this atmosphere, and the fact that you mentioned the agent of the Mithril Vault, you're obviously going to hand over your inheritance. Could it be that the foundation of the Cecil family is actually in these crystals?"
Gwen's forehead was covered in cold sweat. "If you don't go, I'll hit you against the wall with my sword!"
Amber turned into a shadow and gradually dissipated in the air.
Gwen slowly exhaled. The noisy half-elf finally left. He could really calm down and think about the question that made him faintly uneasy. What was behind his "resurrection" or "possession"?
Originally, he thought that everything was just a coincidence. He thought that he had just reached the end of the lifespan of a certain device in the sky. Then, after being thrown down by the escape system, he coincidentally climbed out of someone else's ancestral grave. But now, it seemed that … perhaps his arrival was indeed an accident, but Gawain Cecil's resurrection was not.
A person who was destined to have a limited lifespan and in fact died early would not buy a permanent escrow in the Mithril Vault.
Unless he already knew that he would get his things back one day.
Of course, it was also possible that he just burned money … But this possibility was too low to consider.
Gwen's finger subconsciously moved on the table and wrote three Chinese words: Who am I?
Gawain was originally from Earth. He had died in a plane crash in his previous life and had transmigrated to this world. Although he still didn't understand the theory behind it, he had first hung in the sky for tens of thousands of years, watching the world change. Then, he possessed a human body and became Gawain Cecil. It had only been two months since then.
His memory was seamless, his personality was flawless, and his logic was clear.
So this was not the situation he was most worried about.
Then the problem should be Gwen Cecil. His resurrection … Could it be that he, a guest from the sky, messed up his resurrection?
If he thought about it carefully, a person whose body had not decayed for seven hundred years after death was indeed a suspicious point. Seven hundred years ago, perhaps the Legendary warrior had arranged for himself to be resurrected one day in the future (such as when his unfilial descendants were about to destroy his family's foundation, or when the monsters that destroyed the nation returned and rashly breached the defense line, or when both of those things happened at the same time) so that he could continue to defend his country with the spirit of giving his all. However, there was one thing he had miscalculated, and that was that the soul of a satellite that had turned into a spirit had coincidentally fallen …
Thinking about it this way, it was very possible!
Gwen frowned and deduced all kinds of possibilities in his mind, but most of them could not be proven.
The only thing he could prove was that he was still himself.
He did not think about overly complicated and meaningless questions like "the change in the subconscious mind cannot be detected, just like the brain cannot perceive that it is thinking, and the person whose mind is affected will not realize that his mind is affected." Because he felt that it was a waste of time to suffocate himself to death in the field of philosophy.
He just needed to make sure that his mind was still free, because only by making sure that his mind was clear, he could continue to do what he wanted to do.
The sound of footsteps from outside the study interrupted Gwen's thoughts. He heard Amber's voice outside the door. "I tell you, your ancestor is acting weird. He met with an agent of the Mithril Vault in the middle of the night, and then suddenly asked to see you. I think he wants to hand over his inheritance … And let me tell you, the agent of the Mithril Vault also punched me. You have to treat it as work-related injury …"
The crackling sound of a fireball was heard.
Amber's voice. "… Of course, I'm not asking you to pay now …"
The door was pushed open, and Rebecca appeared at the door. Next to her was Hu Po, who was looking around.
"Ancestor, you're looking for me?"
Rebecca asked while sizing up Gwen. Although the half-elf thief's words were basically untrustworthy, the honest lady still subconsciously observed the ancestor's complexion to determine whether he was really going to hand over his inheritance …
Gwen looked at Amber. "Guard outside and prevent anyone from approaching. If anyone else sneaks in this time, don't mention work-related injury, I won't even give you your salary. "
Amber pursed her lips and muttered as she walked to the window. "You're talking as if you've paid me …"
Gwen said, "Hey, do you have to go through the window?"
Miss Amber, who was very professional, once again returned to her post through the window.
Gwen sighed and felt that there was no way he could reason with the shame of all things. So, he turned around and went to the desk. First, he put away the few pieces of crystals that he didn't know what they were for. Then, he took out the platinum disc that he had taken from the safe.
"Amber's not entirely wrong. I do have something to tell you," Gwen said and quickly emphasized. "But it's definitely not about the inheritance."
Rebecca looked curiously at the platinum disc in Gwen's hand. "What's this?"
"A key that can be used to open …"
Before Gwen could finish his sentence, he suddenly heard Amber's shout from the roof. "Thief! I caught you again! "
Then, there was the sound of running on the roof. During this time, there was no "aiya" sound of Amber being hit, which surprised Gwen.
Could it be that a goose that was proficient in Shadow Stealth had climbed onto the roof? (Fog)
Then, he immediately reached for the weapons on the table and was ready to go up with Rebecca to check the situation. But before he could move, he saw a shadow suddenly surging out of the study. Then, Amber jumped out of the shadow fog, carrying a black-haired young man in black leather armor who seemed to have lost consciousness.
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