Chapter 880: Claude Rapier

After hearing what I said, Rehn thought for a moment, put down the newspaper, and said: "A person who can drive the monster to attack the imperial tomb without being discovered, such a person should be meticulous in mind, at least the superficial work is well done, clues It's not easy to be found easily."
"If it's not easy to find, you have to look for it, anyway, it's better to do it than nothing."
Ren nodded and said, "What information do you want from me?"
"I want to know the exact location of the imperial tomb and its defense."
Renn took out a piece of paper from the side, took another pen, thought for a moment, and drew on the paper: "This is the rough pattern of the Fairy Forest that I have explored before. These positions are buried bones. Ground, they are distributed in a circle, and the dots are exactly the tombs of the elves."
Then, he drew a few small figures on the paper with a pen: "There are soldiers assigned to these positions. The number of soldiers is a team of five. The guard changes every 20 minutes. There is half a minute of blind spot time, as long as you seize this half a minute, you can sneak in smoothly."
I turned my head and asked Renne, "Have you tried to sneak in?"
"Tried" Ren said: "It's easy."
"What does the Burial Ground look like?" I asked again.
"What will the place where the corpses are piled up?" Rehn asked rhetorically, "You should have seen it in Eri City, right?"
"makes sense."
Recalling the burial ground of Ai Rui City, it was a deep pit. The pit was filled with the corpses of various animals, some fresh, corrupt, and even bones with traces of black flesh and blood. Above, there are thick layers of buzzing flies. Whenever there is a little bit of wind and grass, these flies will be alarmed and then fly around.
Apart from the above, what disgusts me the most about the Burial Ground in Eredi City is its lingering stench all year round. The stench is similar to the bad breath of the Carrion Puppet. Whenever I think of this, I always feel that the Carrion Puppet and the Burial Ground Will his body be a close relative...
I don't know what will happen to the burial ground of Moonlight City, but I hope they can clean it out cleaner.
After listening to Ren's description of the Burial Ground and the imperial tomb, I already have a general idea. In the next step, I just need to obtain a map from the elder Sonoda Mai and check it again with Ren's description.
When I got home and entered the room, I asked Lilya, "What does it mean to you?"
"The place where the dead bodies are piled up" Lilea said without hesitation.
"What about the burial ground of Moonlight City?"
"It's also the place where the corpses are stacked," she still said lightly, without showing any awe at all.
"?" I curled my lips, making my whole person a little dazed.
"Is there any problem?" Lilea asked puzzled.
I thought for a while and said, "Isn't the bone buried a very sacred place for you elves?"
"Perhaps..." Lilea shrugged indifferently: "But I am not a pure elf, and I grew up in Eri City, and I am not attached to their beliefs."
"Uh..." Damn, I actually forgot that Lilya was a half-elf who grew up in Eri City.
It seems that this matter has to be asked about Princess Analita, who was born and raised in Moonlight City.
I got up, went to the hall, looked around, and didn't see the shadow of Princess Analita, so Susan pulled aside and asked, "Where did Princess Analita go?"
Susan raised her chin: "She is lazy in the room."
Entering Susan's room, Princess Analita was lying on the bed lazily, with a very enjoyable expression on her face, like a satisfied cat.
"Yo~" I greeted her.
"Huh? Xiaoyi? What are you doing in my room?" Princess Analita didn't care about the way I looked at her, she still said lazily.
I curled my lips: "You are fucked."
"Huh?" She looked up slightly, looking for the location of the leakage.
"Just kidding."
"You...really!" Princess Analita raised her eyebrows, very unhappy.
"Well, no kidding, I want to ask you something."
"Huh huh~" Her expression became weird in an instant, as if she was smiling or not, but the slightly raised corners of her mouth betrayed her mood at the moment, that is - proud.
Yes, she is proud, probably because I finally have something to ask her.
Before I could speak, she first stated her condition: "There is a rapier which is very beautiful, but the price is very expensive..."
"You are the eldest princess of the elves. Just tell your eldest sister what you want."
"Listen to me!" Princess Analita raised her eyebrows again, and I wisely chose to shut up. She continued: "Well, that sword is not something that can be made by my clan's craftsmanship. It comes from the dwarf craftsman. Hands..."
Listening to Princess Analita's oblique description, I felt my head was big, so I opened the door and said, "What kind of rapier is that?"
"Hmm...the sword is painted with many patterns, an ordinary thin sword made of stainless steel, and people named it after its forger-Claude's thin sword. "
"Are you sure this rapier is not an enchanted weapon or above?" I said seriously.
Generally speaking, only enchanted weapons or above weapons will be officially named.
"No" Princess Analita affirmed: "I can be sure that this rapier is definitely not an enchanted weapon or a magic weapon. It is just an ordinary stainless steel sword. When I was a child, I met with my parents in Fort Witch. Once this rapier was used for display and was not for sale. I saw this sword at a glance. Its pattern, its exquisiteness, its sharpness, and its nobility are always moving all the time. My heart, until now, I can't forget the amazing moment of that moment!"
"If it's just a rapier, I can try to help you ask."
While talking, I walked out the door, planning to contact Dewey with the crystal call.
Princess Analita’s dissatisfied voice came from behind: "What is meant by'just a rapier'! That is the work of Master Claude! It is the work of the most powerful master forge of the Dwarf race! It is the living legend of the Dwarf race. !"
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Dewey quickly picked it up: "Xiaoyi, is there anything?"
"Have."
"Quickly say" Dewey's voice was a little tired: "I'm looking for information!"
I'm probably still studying the meaning of the ghost symbols on my arm.
"Okay, I'll make a long story short." After organizing the language, I straightened up and said: "Can you help me get that rapier named'Crowder's rapier'?"
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