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Chapter 978 - 971: Love Token

Chapter 978: Chapter 971: Love Token

Just by looking at the letters, Luo’er hadn’t felt anything amiss, but as soon as he read the surname, he was greatly taken aback. Because this surname was extremely familiar to him—it was the famous swordsman Yalunte’s surname.

"That would mean..." Luo’er’s eyes widened as he looked at Cheng Ziang, who was equally shocked, and took a deep breath. It took him a long time to regain his composure.

"Luo’er, what’s wrong?" Noticing the unease of the two, the others quickly gathered around and asked with concern.

"We, we," Luo’er took several deep breaths, finally managing to catch his breath before revealing an embarrassed expression, "We seem to have, dug up Ziang’s family’s ancestral grave..."

"What?" Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned for a long time before they could react.

With an incredulous expression, Cheng Ziang looked at Luo’er and then turned back, his gaze meeting the pupil-less eyes of the Flying Head Monster. Now he finally understood why this merciless killer monster had taken a liking to him, why there was always a tender look in her eyes towards him. It was nothing more than the possibility that he might be her descendant.

Blinking, Tangmo took a while to slowly grasp the situation before exclaiming in shock, pointing at the Flying Head Monster, "You mean, that monster is, Ziang’s ancestor..."

"There’s that possibility, it’s very likely she’s this Elf named Liseya." Luo’er lowered his head and caressed the text on the delicate dagger. Despite a thousand years, the blade made from Kedal metal was still as sharp as new, showing not a single sign of rust or oxidation.

"Liseya..." Hearing Luo’er’s words, Cheng Ziang tried calling out to the Flying Head Monster in front of him. She reacted very strongly to the name, darting back and forth restlessly, occasionally flying over to the remains, her silver strands of hair entwining around the almost fully oxidized black skeleton.

"Judging by her posture, it’s unlikely she was killed by someone else, but rather it looks more like a suicide," Luo’er pinched the dagger and turned back to speak to Tangmo.

"Suicide, a romance death?" Tangmo frowned.

"We can’t determine these things simply from a dagger. First, we must confirm that this skeleton is Liseya, and that it indeed belongs to that monster’s body. Secondly, we must confirm the corpse inside the casket is indeed Karis Brunch." Baiyue, however, was exceptionally calm and was not moved by the so-called tragic love story, as she coldly suggested.

"Hey, hey, hey, don’t mess around, you are outsiders. If you mess with it, that guy will turn on you. I think let Cheng Ziang try," Fulajie’er urged with anxiety.

"What do you think, Luo’er?" Baiyue looked at Luo’er and asked.

"I think it’s fine, seeing her attitude towards Ziang, chances are she won’t attack him," Luo’er nodded and said.

"Ziang," with Luo’er’s agreement, Baiyue took the dagger from his hand and threw it to Cheng Ziang. Cheng Ziang, having heard their conversation, nodded in understanding as he took the dagger.

"It’s up to you now, everyone please step back a bit," Luo’er said with an apologetic face.

"Leave it to me. If it really is my family’s ancestral grave, then indeed, only I, a junior member, can touch it," Cheng Ziang gestured his understanding and began the examination.

He boldly flipped over the skeleton’s ribcage, examined the knife wound and observed the posture, concluding firmly, "First off, this is definitely an Elf skeleton, considering we are in the Snow Domain, it should be the remains of a Snow Elf. Furthermore, there are no other injuries on the remains, no signs of poisoning, and the only fatal wound is at the left chest, the heart area—likely a stab to the heart with the dagger that caused death."

While he was examining, the Flying Head Monster floated quietly in mid-air, just watching him. The situation turned out just as Luo’er and the others had anticipated; the Flying Head Monster didn’t react to anything Ziang did, which would probably have been different if it were someone else.

Additionally, Luo’er couldn’t shake off the feeling that the Flying Head Monster’s gaze carried a hint of a grievous expression. She would also occasionally gather magic, causing a mournful wailing sound to echo through the air.

After examining the corpse, Cheng Ziang stood up and walked to the central coffin on the platform. After a brief inspection, he looked at the Flying Head Monster and tentatively asked, "So, um, can I open it?"

Looking down from above, the Flying Head Monster floated back and forth excitedly, its occasional moans now turning into a terrifying long howl that made everyone present cover their ears, their calf muscles trembling with fear.

However, this time Cheng Ziang did not wait for her nod before he began trying to open the coffin, as he could tell that though the Flying Head Monster made no explicit motion, all her behaviors suggested she would not refuse.

The rectangular coffin was still designed with a sliding cover, and the tightly fitted lid required a lot of effort to push open. Nobody else dared to come help, fearing they might be directly attacked by the Flying Head Monster.

After struggling a great deal and breaking out in a sweat, Cheng Ziang finally managed to slide the lid off the coffin. The first thing that came into view was a completely dried mummy. Although the outside of the coffin was quite humid, the inside was well-sealed, preventing the body from rotting due to moisture and instead turning it into a mummy.

At the sight of the mummy, the Flying Head Monster’s reactions intensified, circling in mid-air, with its mournful howls growing increasingly sorrowful.

The mummy wore a splendid cotton garment adorned with exquisite accessories and weapons. This was the first time Cheng Ziang had seen such clothing and accessories, which he guessed likely belonged to the style of the Aud Empire.

Upon seeing the mummy, Cheng Ziang instinctively covered his nose, but quickly lowered his hand and tried to find some clues on the mummy’s body.

He bent down at the edge of the coffin, inspecting the funeral objects on the mummy’s body, mainly looking for the Ancestors’ Holy Book they had been dreaming of finding. He showed no interest in the other funeral objects, nor did he dare to take anything at random.

Although Cheng Ziang had grown up in Haiya Academy, he still inherited the family concepts of Confucian culture; therefore, he absolutely did not dare to do such an act of disrespect.

He knew that even if he took some funeral objects from the mummy’s body without permission, the Flying Head Monster might not do anything to him, but his conscience told him not to act recklessly.

Of course, if he could find the Ancestors’ Holy Book, then without a doubt he must take it, as it was something they urgently needed. He believed his ancestors, if their spirits were watching from heaven, would also allow him to do so.

Unfortunately, after a quick inspection, he still could not find the so-called Ancestors’ Holy Book. There were plenty of other gold and silver artifacts, but he wasn’t interested in those either, nor did he dare to take them.

Just as he was feeling extremely disappointed, suddenly, he noticed a metallic chain around the mummy’s neck. Following the chain, he unfolded the mummy’s clothes and discovered a familiar object.

"Why does he have a Soul Summoning Bell, could he also be an Elf?" Cheng Ziang caressed the pendant, noticing that it also had a line of fine letters engraved on it.

To confirm his guess, he bent down further to inspect the mummy’s condition. To Luo’er, it appeared Cheng Ziang had nearly half his body inside the coffin. Logically, this should be seen as a severe intrusion, but strangely, the Flying Head Monster just floated back and forth in mid-air, seemingly oblivious to his actions.

Luo’er felt this discovery further confirmed their speculation that the Flying Head Monster was very likely Cheng Ziang’s ancestor and probably the master of that Elf mummy.

"The deceased is male, died at the age of forty to fifty... not an Elf... likely of the Human Race..." Unlike a skeleton, the mummy left Cheng Ziang with too many clues, allowing him to swiftly uncover some specific details about the mummy.

"If he’s of the Human Race, then it’s possible that this person was a noble of the Aud Empire, most likely Karis Brunch," Cheng Ziang murmured, furrowing his brows.

Then, he took the pendant from the mummy and held it in his hand, saying to Luo’er, "Luo’er, take a look at what this line of text means."

Luo’er nodded, walked over, and clasped her hands together tightly, bending over somewhat comically to examine the text on the pendant, "This looks familiar, it says... ’Liseya to my beloved Karis’..."

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