In a sense, Cheese knew the answer to the cursed crow's question. After reviewing the memory fragments several times, he had been able to roughly determine what his distant memories were about.

They belonged to a reckless, lack of caution spellcaster. That person was too well protected and actually prioritized making results as quickly as possible instead of careful research. This kind of impatience that a spellcaster should not have eventually killed him. That person

People are cheese, but they are not cheese. To be precise, cheese's body was born from the fragments of the mage mixed with the power from outside the world, plus the treatment of the first gray robe.

If you have to describe his relationship with the mage, raw materials and products may be a more accurate description. They are not the same person, and there is no inheritance relationship. The mage has completely changed his mind when he was involved in the turmoil outside the world.

After death, even the body is scattered and swallowed up by taboos.

What's interesting is that that mage was the first disciple of the First Gray Robe, just like Uni was to Cheese. Moreover, in that person's memory, there were no other disciples in the Gray Tower at that time.

In other words, in the early days of the Gray Tower, there was only one teacher and one student. So he perfectly met the criteria for being the first to live here, and no one had the ability to compete with him for the position in the tomb. But that person also

There is nothing to put in the tomb for burial. His body is currently on Cheese. If I have to say it, the relic that should be stuffed into the hole is Cheese himself.

But since Cheese is still standing here well, there are probably just some personal belongings and other symbols placed in the tomb. Even Cheese suspects that when the mage died, the Gray Tower

With this idea in mind, he and Cursed Crow continued to walk forward, passing through about three tombs with the same layout, with only different placement of corpses, and arrived at the end of the entire underground space.

Yes, this is the end. There are many apprentices who have been eliminated, but after they turned into corpses, they only occupied four tombs. There seemed to be no unnecessary things in these four tombs.

"There seems to be nothing here that can be used as a source of energy. Even if the teachers want to use their souls or something else as motivation, it will have been exhausted over the years."

The cursed crow looked at the oldest tomb. In fact, the people lying inside were no different from those in the three rooms outside. The first gray robe's training plan for apprentices was not figured out through generations, he was completely planning it.

After recovery, we began to collect apprentices for training.

Although the entire training process is divided into many stages, the time difference between them is not more than five years, so the ages of the gray robes are actually not much different.

"Being in a tomb does not mean that it belongs to the tomb. There is probably a secret room or secret passage hidden here, just like the greenhouse. Not many people have entered the last two tombs, so the secret door is most likely to be hidden here."

Cheese raised the lantern, and the light illuminated the surroundings. He saw the end of the tomb, which was a huge tree-shaped stone tablet carved into the wall. The stone tablet was full of patterns like bark lines.

If you look closely, you will find that the essence of those patterns is something similar to scriptures. They are written in a certain tributary of human writing, and their content is a eulogy wishing the souls of the dead to rest in peace.

"It's indeed suspicious." The cursed crow also noticed the stone tablet. There is no way, in the entire underground tomb, this wall is the only one with similar things. Compared with the cold and monotonous rotating blocks in other places, anyone would think that the investigation should be carried out.

It unfolds from here on out.

The cursed crow approached the stone tablet under the light of cheese. Considering its possible danger, the two gray robes tacitly chose a tandem formation, with cheese holding the Breath of Dawn responsible for emergency response and assistance.

, Cursed Crow is the one who actually conducts the exploration.

Although Cursed Crow didn't show much awe to this place, he was as cautious as ever in his actions. His eyes flashed with magic light, and he pointed a ring on his hand towards the stone slab. The turbid stone ball on the ring did not change color due to this.

, this shows that there is no magic that it can detect on the stone slab.

Cursed Crow, who was still worried, took out another drop of liquid that hit the glass. The liquid came from the blood of some kind of fairy. According to its properties, as long as the liquid is close to the sleeping magic circle, some abnormal noises will occur. Relying on this

Characteristics: The original owner of blood is often active among magical ruins, leading adventurers into dangerous traps.

"If it's not that there is something wrong with all these things, maybe we are going in the wrong direction." Cursed Crow muttered in a low voice, using all the magic-detecting tools at hand, and finally had to admit that there was nothing on the stone tablet.

Magic circle.

He looked at the stone tablet again and found several distinctive words among the words. They belonged to different languages, but were cleverly processed by art and hidden between the original prayers. The Curse Crow pointed out these words to

Cheese looked at it, and the latter silently took out the alchemy dice. From high to low, the words composed of those words are the name of a color, which is widely used for dyeing pottery.

"If my guess is correct, it means let's dye these words." Cheese said, putting the lantern on the ground and taking out a stone from his arms.

This stone is unremarkable. It is specially used to make raw materials for alchemy dice. Out of respect, Cheese does not want to damage the masonry in the tomb. Besides, who knows what the consequences will be?

So he ground the stone with a dice like grinding pepper, and dripped the converted viscous dye onto the dagger stretched out by the Cursed Crow. The latter signaled to stop when the amount of paint was almost up, and then carefully dipped his fingers in the paint.

, fill in those words.

This kind of work is a piece of cake for Curse Crow. The production of magic circles and other similar runes requires precise processes. The materials in the runes must be just right, no more and no less.

Soon, all the words on the stone tablet were scrawled, and then, the sound of wind began to come from behind the stone tablet.

"There's obviously no magic on it." Cursed Crow stepped back in shock. He had used so many detection methods, but he still didn't see the mechanism on the stone tablet. In the end, he actually triggered it in such a simple way. Nothing.

Doubtful, this is a blow to the gray-robed mage.

"Maybe it's not magic. Pigments are often very rigid. For that color, the formula cannot be changed at all. If this slate happens to react to certain components of the paint, then it is not magic, but a mechanism."

Cheese said something that even he didn't quite believe. No matter how sophisticated the mechanism is in this era, it will never be able to achieve the accuracy of distinguishing the components of fluids.

But this is the Gray Tower. Who can say that the First Gray Robe can't come up with something unexpected for the disciples?

"That's not as good as magic. At least I can accept being inferior to the teacher in magic." The conjurer wiped off the paint on his fingers and dagger, and looked at the stone tablet that slowly protruded outwards and then moved to the left.

"Magic is just a path. When you look back, thousands of paths will converge. Our craftsmanship is not inferior to that of carpenters and masons, and our calculations and measurements are comparable to those of architects. Is this all magic?" Cheese comforted.

The same sentence.
Chapter completed!