"Just..." Jessica was afraid of disturbing the frost dragon, and whispered to Sir Charles: "What should we do now?"

Sir Charles was very calm after entering the secret room of the stone house from the portal. He brought his single piece of eyes and raised his cane. The magic ball of light appeared at the top of the cane made the originally undark stone house brighter.

Sir Charles looked at the walls around him and replied to Jessica's question: "It is definitely a technology in the age of ancient magic that can fill this room with light without any light source.

This should be the interior of some ancient ruins, just below the sand dune where we were just here.”

Jessica reminded Sir Charles: "Sir, I know we're under that dune, and I want to know what we should do now...it's a creepy place here."

Charles took out his pocket watch, watched the pointer spin on it randomly, and said, "There are very powerful magic fluctuations here, which are stronger than the magic fluctuations in all the ruins we explored.

This is not an ordinary magic trap. We should be in the middle of a super-large magic circle... No matter where it is, it is built for a large war."

Jessica knew that Jazz had fallen into fanatical thinking about archaeological discoveries. She pulled Jazz's arm and raised her voice and said, "Jazz, it's not the time to study this ancient ruin. We should find a way to escape..."

Escape!

At this time, the frost dragon suddenly raised its head and looked over, making Jessica realize that the sound of her speech was a little loud.

Jessica smiled awkwardly.

Fortunately, the Frost Dragon did not move any other things and quickly fell down.

Jessica patted her chest with lingering fear and said to Sir Charles with the lowest volume: "I have a feeling of being a prisoner. I believe your judgment. Some of my ancestors seem to be respected by the dead. But 2000 years have passed, he is him, I am me...

The frost dragon ignored my request and killed all the mercenaries. I think my ancestors did not have the deterrent power we imagined to these extraordinary creatures, otherwise they should have let us go now."

Charles finally heard Jessica clearly. He looked at the motionless frost dragon and said to Jessica: "Even in the age of ancient magic, extraordinary creatures have a very high status.

Jessica, do you think if we were prisoners, we needed a frost dragon to be the jailer?

In fact, these undead respect you much more than you think... Think about what the undead did when we were pointed at by mercenaries with guns? I believe they are fully capable of protecting you before the mercenaries shoot, but even if the risk of being hit is only one in ten thousand, they did not let you take risks.

They only start to take action when the gun leaves you.

Think about your last call, and with a threat, I will be saved... I have reason to believe that if your attitude is a little more firm, the frost dragon will not kill those mercenaries."

"Is that?" Jessica was still a little scared when the mercenaries were killed. If Sir Charles said everything was true, she began to regret not saving them all. But: "Does these ancient undead really... value me so much?"

"Do you remember the frost dragon named Astro called you Miss and said this is your home?" Sir Charles continued, "Look at the frost dragon lying there, does it look like a hound that guards the owner's house?"

Jessica also looked at the frost dragon. Although he had become smaller, he was still ferocious and fierce, exuding the breath of death. It was difficult to associate him with the hound. But look carefully... what is his state at this time different from the hound in the house...

But... who can raise extraordinary creatures as hunting dogs?

"Jazz, I'm confused...you seem to see something, but I don't have your wisdom. Can you tell me more clearly?"

Sir Charles straightened his thoughts and said, "Astro, the frost dragon we sent here, has a higher status than this frost dragon.

He never showed up, but let extraordinary creatures of his level accompany us, but this frost dragon did not talk to us. It means that they don’t know what identity they should face us, that is,... they don’t have the right to position your identity."

Jessica said in surprise: "They are extraordinary creatures, they don't have the right...who has the right?"

"Of course it is the owner of this 'home'... It can be seen that these undead did not occupy this unowned ancient ruin, but they themselves belong to this ancient ruin. They are the guardians of this 'home'. When the 'lady' who brought the blood of the head of the family back, of course they must report to the master first."

"No..." Jessica couldn't accept Sir Charles' absurd reasoning: "What do you mean is...my ancestors are still alive? No, no, no, still exist. He has become a dead soul...raising two frost dragons, lying somewhere in this mausoleum? Then she is ready to meet...my great-great-great-great-granddaughter for countless generations."

"right……"

"What right! This is so scary... I don't want to see him... What should he do if he asks me to accompany him here? I am only twenty-two years old, and I still have many places in this world that I haven't gone to..."

At this time, a sound of applause sounded, and a beam of light was cast from the ceiling of the secret room. A tall figure wrapped in a coat was projected through mirror magic.

Then a deep voice came from the shadow under the hood: "Sir Charles...I admire your reasoning ability very much and can analyze that I still exist in this world...

And Jessica... Your existence surprised me very much. When Astro told me about your here, I don’t know how to face you at this moment."

The frost dragon, who was lying on the ground just now stood up immediately after the projection appeared. He was really like a loyal dog who saw his master, shaking his head and tail around the mirror, circling around the person, and there was almost a tongue to stick out... He looked flattering and there was no such thing as an extraordinary creature.

Sir Charles and Jessica already know who they are facing.

A superhero from the ancient magic era had extraordinary influence in the two powerful races of Hell and the Undead... He was also Jessica's ancestor and the mystery that Sir Charles wanted to solve.

When Jessica didn't know how to face her ancestor, Sir Charles took a step forward, imitating the noble rituals of the ancient magic era to salute the projector, and then said: "Dear Jessica's ancestor..."
Chapter completed!