Because at this moment, the woman with the ponytail suddenly looked up and glared at her, and there seemed to be a hint of murderous intent brewing in her dark and deep eyes.
"..." Sixus was not the kind of person who was considerate of others, but she had lived long enough, and her experience allowed her to quickly understand the essence of the matter.
It turns out they were just playing around with romance.
She quickly shut up, grabbed the hat she had just taken off and slipped out.
Maybe he was too absorbed in his thoughts, or maybe Xia Yibing's massage was too comfortable, making his body cells relax. It was not until the door was closed that Hitzfeld looked up in confusion: "Was that Connie just now? What did she say?"
"Nothing." Xia Yibing looked down at the ten cute, round, small toes and said absentmindedly, "...it's good that you don't wear high heels."
"Ah?" Hitzfeld was stunned, totally confused by the jump in the topic.
"It's okay." The woman raised her eyebrows, hiding the darkness in her eyes, "...How did you read the information?"
"It's a bit difficult." Hitzfeld said, sighing softly, "I thought it was just a simple gear mechanism, but I didn't expect the internal structure to be so complicated..."
This is true. The mechanical drawings submitted by Wright-Sully can no longer be called "mechanisms" in the strict sense. They are closer to "machines" and are difficult to understand without a certain amount of engineering knowledge.
No wonder Professor Barn of the history department asked for help from Wright Sally, whom he had only met once. Engineering... people with expertise in this field are scarce even in Sara, let alone in Talignan... Wright, who has a record of independently modifying shoe repair machines, is the best helper he can find.
Hitzfeld had no idea how to get to the bottom of it.
With some insights ahead of her time, she could imagine several solutions when faced with a certain structure.
But this is only a part of it, probably less than 5%...so she paid more attention to the precise patterns carved on the surface of these mechanical structures.
It cannot be said to be a waste of effort, because indeed, in some levels, interpreting the patterns and the history behind the patterns can help to unlock the mechanism faster.
For example, some of the patterns include "ritual burial", which was a custom before the gray fog came, and even earlier than that. From this, it can be inferred that the tomb (regardless of whether it is the Dragon God's Tomb) has been improved and reinforced at least twice.
One is from a more ancient era, and the other is from a relatively modern era.
Technology has the stamp of an era. Some technologies are only available in a certain era, and if the time scale can be accurately determined, the speed of deconstruction will be greatly increased.
In fact, when seeing this, Hitzfeld thought of one thing, that is, when the tomb was first discovered, the power most coveted by the Undead Party was probably the Time Dragon.
Can the Time Dragon see past scenes?
If the tomb was not polluted and they could use their abilities, how would they open those mechanisms and iron doors... It would be like someone in history giving them live instruction step by step.
Thinking of this, she quietly turned another page while enjoying the pressure and numbness on the soles of her feet.
Ok?
This time, her first glance fell on a newly appeared sketch of a door panel.
This is a round steel gate with its bottom suspended in the wall, a bit like a waterway gate or a bank warehouse door.
What caught her attention was the carvings on the door.
In the center of the gate is a carving of a bone dragon, surrounded by a circle within a circle. There are a total of fourteen shield emblems in the gaps between the circles, and each shield has another pattern on it.
For example, animals, swords, plants and the like... She estimated that these were the fourteen inherited families that participated in the action at that time.
It has to be said that Wright was also very talented in painting. He used a fountain pen, but he still reproduced all the patterns perfectly.
Except for a pattern in the upper left corner.
Seeing this, Hitzfeld raised his eyebrows slightly.
That pattern...first of all, of course, is a shield emblem.
However, unlike other shield emblems that are fully carved, this shield emblem has a lot of chiseling marks on its surface.
The pattern originally carved there was destroyed, which became the only flaw in the manuscript.
Chapter 67: Joining Forces
This is strange.
This was her first thought about the manuscript.
Because... let's assume that the mechanism behind this is related to the Dragon God's Tomb. This place, this place is not something that an ordinary inherited family can get involved with...
After all, even the current Queen Talignant, neither her original family nor the family she married into was aware of this matter, which means that there were no relevant records of these two bloodlines in the past - they were excluded during the creation and reinforcement process of the tomb.
From this perspective, it is obvious how powerful, respected and valued the bloodline branches that were allowed to participate in this process and leave behind the family coat of arms carving are.
But such a respected and powerful family... fourteen of them... they were unable to pass on their legacy?
Hitzfeld had done her homework and had looked at the more famous and powerful families in Talignan.
Although she didn't know much about it, excluding the Three Dragon Guards family, if the remaining prominent forces showed their family shield emblems, she would most likely be able to call out the origin of the emblem.
Even if we exclude the destroyed one, the designs on these fourteen shields have nothing to do with the current Talignan or the shields of other active families.
This may very well indicate that... this door was built very, very early, and the families represented by these emblems were not successfully passed down, but disappeared with the passage of time.
From this perspective, the damaged shield may not be a bad thing for its symbolism.
Because it is obvious that if the family it symbolizes has disappeared into history like the other thirteen shield families, no one would deliberately destroy it.
This must be intentional, a scheming act, a means. The person who destroyed the shield emblem did not want others to know its true appearance, which may be because only this lineage survived, and this is a hidden protection for them.
The first thing Hitzfeld thought of was the "descendant of the Dragon God" who broke into the fourth floor of the Dragon God's Tomb and stole the treasure.
Descendants of the Dragon God... Bloodline of the Dragon God... It doesn't matter what you call it. Hitzfeld was wondering if there was a bloodline family hidden behind this destroyed shield.
So are they in collusion with the Necromancers?
Assuming that such people really exist, and the opening of the fourth floor of the Dragon God's Tomb is related to them, they transform into the appearance of Kaloni-Deka to mislead others. This method is likely to come from the Mimicry Demon.
There is no doubt that the Mimics are in collusion with the Undead, so they should be on the same side. Why is the Undead still secretly searching for the "true bloodline"?
Why do they still have to conduct experiments on living people in a place like Senling City, trying to purify and aggregate the blood of the Dragon God in the most primitive way?
Hitzfeld had a slight headache, so he shook his head and pulled his feet out of the woman's arms.
"I smell something," she said to the woman. "Wright's friends should be almost done with dinner."
She felt that her abnormal behavior in the afternoon and the difficulty in making progress in analyzing the drawings were closely related to her lack of energy replenishment.
It's rare that there's so many people at this meal.
Wright did not lie. His "friends" were indeed very powerful. They were able to find Russell and others in the gap between the Undead Party and the local government and successfully brought them here.
A few people were sitting at the dining table talking in low voices, but they immediately stood up when they saw the two people come in.
"Hitzfeld," Russell said, "that guy named Wright-Sally, he really is..."
Without the experience of fleeing together, he had limited trust in Wright. Although he had heard most of the causes and consequences from Old Moore, how should he put it... After all, Wright-Sally's remaining goodwill was only for his younger brother.
Others would not think that he was a reliable person. After all, the Necronists killed so many of his close friends in order to force him to show up, but he... he lived in a house like that as if nothing had happened.
He and Hitzfeld had the same opinion: even if this man was not a pervert, he was not far off.
"He really is my brother!" Moore quickly tried to persuade him, "And I've told you many times not to call me that old - I only look old, but I'm still young at heart!"
Russell ignored his shouting, still keeping his eyes on the gray-haired girl.
"You can try to believe him." That's all Hitzfeld said.
"I refuse." Russell shook his head. "You guys believe it, and I'll stay alert."
He was not targeting Wright or the Sally brothers, but... someone in the team had to remain vigilant against the outside world at all times, and he didn't mind taking on that role.
So, when Jerry, Ma Kai and others sat down at the table with the three detectives to eat, Russell slipped out alone.
He has money on him, and he has to take care of his own food and drink.
Hitzfeld stared at him for a long time, until his figure completely disappeared, then he came back to his senses and continued to fight with the food.
She didn't doubt that there would be problems with eating and drinking.
Moore-Sally and Wright-Sally are from the same line as them. If the people here make any moves... everything that happened in the past cannot be hidden from the Eye of Time.
"Your friends all have unique personalities." Wright, who was sitting diagonally opposite Xia Yibing, suddenly came over and said something to her.
Sixus who looks underage, Jerry who is a little reserved and still worried about her husband, Russell who is always vigilant, and the woman with a ponytail who has outstanding skills... this combination looks very strange.
It would be even more bizarre if his brother and the former spy were included, and he didn’t even count Ma Kai… It’s really amazing that these people could be gathered together.
It can be seen from the fact that Wright resisted his family's arrangement to act alone that he did not believe in any prophecies at all, but this coincidence made him restrain himself a little.
He began to feel that some things could only be explained by fate.
For example, Ma Kai… He turned to Ma Kai and asked, “If I’m not mistaken, you were originally planning to go to Kerge, right?”
Ma Kai, who was tearing into the steak, was stunned.
His expression seemed to have the words "How do you know?" written on his face, making everyone who looked at him couldn't help but laugh.
This cunning man... Is it because he is too stupid that he can survive in Talignan until today?
It seems to make sense. The Undead Party may not be too lazy to clean up such a clown.
After dinner, they waited for Russell to come back and began to sit around the table to discuss follow-up responses.
"The Deathly Haunted Party will definitely send a lot of people to look for me. This lady's... husband will be in danger if he acts alone outside now."
Wright glanced at Jelly and spoke softly.
"But don't worry... If he is really a spy from the Third Bureau, then he must be an expert in disguise. It won't be that easy for them to find him. The key is how we can find him and pass on information to him without being noticed by the enemy."
"Isn't Berwen County part of the Hot Spring Territory?" Jelly asked a question that had been bothering her for a long time.
She didn't understand why the Necromancers were still rampant.
Why didn't Eugene contact the Spa Dragon members in Berwyn directly?
"It would be very unprofessional for him to do this." Xia Yibing interrupted their conversation, "Don't worry, he didn't get hurt when he was followed by the trail before, so he won't be in any trouble this time either."
After a brief discussion, they decided to let Wright's people buy the tickets and set off immediately after contacting Eugenie.
If they can't get in touch, then just leave... Eugenie is not a fool. He can easily guess that they have gone to Kerge from the change in atmosphere - especially the fact that so many gangsters gathered at the train station.
He will go along, he certainly will.
"The first train is at 6 ." Wright concluded, tapping the table.
"One is that we are short on time, and the other is that the station is definitely under the most stringent security right now... Plus you have to wait for someone, so it's best to wait for the next train, which is tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock."
This time was not very generous, as there were only a dozen hours before departure and the possible outbreak of battle. Everyone planned to take a good rest during this time, and return to their rooms after confirming the plan.
There was limited room, so it was Sixus' turn to share a bed with two other people.
As soon as she finished her shower, she saw Xia Yibing leaning against the head of the bed with her hair tied up, and Hitzfeld sitting at the foot of the bed, holding up her feet like the other had done in the afternoon, and clumsily giving the woman a massage.
"You want me to teach you?"
She leaned forward and asked tentatively.
Hitzfeld gave her a dead look in response.
"..."
Sixus smacked her lips and began to think...whether her life would be in danger if she insisted on sharing a bed with them tonight instead of offering to sleep on the floor.
Chapter 68: The Oath in the Dream
For some reason, Conte-Sixus suddenly said that she could sleep on the floor tonight.
Hitzfeld and Xia Yibing both seemed a little regretful about this matter, but only they themselves knew what they were thinking in their hearts.
Hitzfeld's face turned a little red... She was now massaging Xia's feet... Her dream came true, and she still felt a little bit unreal.
Xia's feet are bigger than hers, but not too big. The overall outline is very perfect, and the second toe outside the big toe is more prominent.
The foot shape is the same as hers, with only a few minor differences. For a girl who understands art and occasionally pursues artistic beauty, this perfect foot shape, as well as the meridians and wrinkles that occasionally appear on the surface, are rare works of art. She was a little fascinated while grasping it, and the strength of her hands was not aimed at massaging at all.
As he pinched and pinched, Hitzfeld felt that black stockings were still the most suitable for women.
But wearing white is not bad either... She suddenly remembered a saying about dressing up in her previous life: If you want to highlight your charm directly, let the younger ones act mature, and let the mature ones act childish. As long as the original appearance is not bad, the contrast will directly raise the charm to a higher level.
For some reason, the image of a woman going for a cute look emerged in his mind, and Hitzfeld couldn't help laughing.
It still looks good, but President Xia in the picture has a gloomy face, and that expression ruins the beauty.
Then gradually, she couldn't laugh anymore... because she was inexplicably reminded of... her mature look.
"..." She seemed to suddenly understand why Xia Yibing always liked to let her wear black stockings.
Xia Yibing's face also turned red. She didn't mind the nonsense Hitzfeld had said before... but even for someone like her, places like the soles of her feet were very sensitive.
