Chapter 1571: The Distance Between Hope and Despair |
There was no sense of time or distance when walking in the mine. After an unknown amount of time and distance, the troop finally stopped. Because they were blocked by rocks in front of them, they were unable to advance any further. Simeel said in a low voice, "Find another way."
Tarot said bitterly, "There's no way, miss. This is the last way."
On their way here, they had passed through many forks and many of them had been blocked. This should be the end of the mine. Simir was unwilling, "Could it be that we are stopping here? His Majesty Andorra must be here!"
"Miss, there's wind," a guard said, sticking to a pile of rocks.
The wind meant that there was more space behind the pile of stones. Simeel immediately said, "Blow it up."
"I'll do it." Alan stepped forward and put his hand on the stone pile. Soon, the rubble began to turn red and shine. Stones of all sizes turned red. Then, with Alan's palm as the starting point, a circle of flames spread out. Everything in the flames turned to ashes, creating a gap for Alan. Sure enough, there was another space behind the pile of rocks. Seven or eight pillars of light swept in, and one could see that this was an underground hall. It was unknown if it was natural or man-made. Stone pillars supported the dome of the underground hall.
The group walked in and walked a distance into the depths of the underground hall before they heard the sound of water. An underground river flowed through. There were glowing microorganisms in the underground river, making the entire river seem to shine. There were fish swimming in the river water, but these fish that had lived underground for many years basically had no eyes and looked very strange. Suddenly, a light shone in front of him. A moment later, heavy footsteps sounded. As the light approached, Alan could clearly see that it was a torch. Beneath the torch was a cloaked man who could not be seen clearly, but judging from the hand holding the torch, he should be a little old. They stopped on the other side of the river and said, "This is the graveyard of the dead. They shouldn't be disturbed. Who are you? The mining area is already closed. Why are you still here to disturb the undead?"
Simir's expression was excited. Indeed, there were people living in the depths of the mine. She said in a trembling voice, "We are Gus. You … no, are you His Majesty Andorra?"
Hearing this, the man's shoulders trembled, and then he took off his hat, revealing an old face. The old man only had a few thin strands of hair, but whether it was his skin or the pair of cat ears, it meant that he was also an ancient man. His eyes were very small and looked very strange. The old man said, "What did you just say?"
"Are you here to find the Sunseeker?" The old man laughed bitterly, "Miss, that's just a legend."
"I don't believe it!" Simir took out the broken sword and said, "His Majesty Andorra must be here. Otherwise, why would his sword flow out of this mine?"
"I see. It seems like you've really put in a lot of effort. That's right, my fellow citizens, His Majesty Andorra is indeed here. Alright, come with me, His Majesty should also wish to see his own people again."
Simeon cried out, and Tarot and the others were excited. Alan was the only one who remained silent. First, he was an outsider, and secondly, he did not feel that Andorra was still alive. The reason was very simple. Just now, when he created the gap, he deliberately released his Qi. If Andorra was here, and with his strength, he should have sensed his presence, Allen would have sensed something, whether it was his response or any other movements. However, there was nothing. Everything was too calm.
They crossed the Earth River and followed the old man in front of them. The terrain of the Earth Hall gradually narrowed. Finally, at the end, a wordless stone tablet was erected in front of everyone. Behind this stone tablet was a piece of armor that was covered in dust, several spears inserted into it, a sword blade placed on it, and more than a dozen other scattered objects. Simeel trembled when she saw the tablet and what was behind it. She looked at the old man and said, "Where is His Majesty Andorra?"
The old man stretched out his hand and scratched the stone stele, saying, "Here it is. This is His Majesty Andorra's resting place."
Hearing this, Alan lowered his head. His feeling was indeed correct. To Simeel and the others, it was undoubtedly a thunderbolt from the blue. Simeel, in particular, thought that she could see the legendary figure just now. However, what was left for her was an ice-cold monument without words, as well as some Andorran relics. Simeel felt as if he had lost all his strength. The girl sat on the ground and looked at the wordless monument for a long time without saying a word.
The old man said: "Back then, after His Majesty Andorra was seriously injured, the Kidds chased after him. His Majesty's personal bodyguards risked their lives to save him. After a few twists and turns, they arrived at Planet Loz and settled down on this planet. Originally, he intended to make plans after recovering from his injuries, but he never expected that His Majesty's injuries would become more and more serious every day. While recovering from his injuries here, His Majesty missed his people very much and deeply blamed himself for not being able to save them. In the end, His Majesty was powerless to return to the heavens and died with a mood of despair and self-reproach. He said that he was ashamed of the Ancient race, so there was no need to leave a name on the tombstone after his death, because he was not worthy of being an emperor. The guard buried him, and in order to protect His Majesty's mausoleum, he never left. I am the descendant of that guard. We have guarded this place for generations, and I am already the last grave keeper. Now you're here. Good. No matter what, His Majesty shouldn't be here. He should go back to his homeland … "
As he spoke, the old man fell silent. He stood there, his hand touching the stone tablet, a smile on his face. Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Tarot walked over and stretched out his hand to poke his nose. Then, he turned to Simeel and said, "He's dead."
Simeel shook his body.
When he came out of the mine, the sky was extremely dark, and the night was about to descend. Alan glanced at the people behind him. Everyone except Simeel carried something on their backs. Included were the remains of Andorra, as well as the Emperor's armor and spear. As for the gravekeeper, he was buried in the underground hall. He guarded the mausoleum for his entire life and eventually became his own resting place.
The group quietly sat on the land carriage, leaving the mining area and heading for the starship's berth. Simeel curled up in a corner like a soulless puppet. Tarot sighed and said to Alan, "Your Majesty, can I ask you something?"
Alan seemed to know what he was going to say. He shook his head and said, "I've already said that instead of placing my hopes on a legendary figure, it would be better to work directly with me. It's a pity that Simeon doesn't listen, but my promise is still valid. Even so, Simeon has to stand up for himself. No one can help her on this point, and neither can I."