I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

  Chapter 248 Compass

  Before opening the wooden box, Xifa imagined that the box might be a pile of gold bars, it might be some magical object, it might be a book that records some mysterious knowledge, it might be extraordinary materials, or even some horrible air-dried internal organs.

  But when the box was opened, Xifa was dumbfounded. What was stored inside turned out to be a compass, which was really unexpected.

  If there is anything special, it probably means that the outer shell of the compass is gold, and there is a feather snake pattern on the lid. But Sifa does not feel any spirituality in it, that is to say, it is unlikely to be a magical object.

  The most important thing is that it seems to be broken, and the pointer keeps turning.

   "I can't understand this, the most important funerary item turned out to be a compass."

  Sifah looked at the lid of the coffin again: "The deceased inside was looking for something during his lifetime. Could it be that this compass is the key. The deceased thinks that this compass can lead him to find something important?"

  Thinking of this, Xifa put away the compass, and even if there is nothing in the end, he can still keep it as a memorial.

  Next, Xifa restored the iron coffin, picked up the torch, and left the altar.

  This cave, these people from the Southern Continent, must have some secrets. Unfortunately, these secrets have been with their deaths, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to unearth them.

  As Xifa passed by a stone house, suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the house.

  Buckle buckle—

  In this quiet cave, in the stone house where the coffin was placed, there was a sudden knock on the door. The atmosphere of this scene reminded Sifa of the horror movies he had seen in his previous life.

  He immediately raised his hand, and his hand rose red and condensed into a fireball.

  Buckle buckle—

  The knock on the door rang again, and then a foot stretched out from the closed door, and then Sefa saw the tuxedo, the white gloves, and the headless steward of Osvid.

  The messenger is here!

  Sifah was relieved.

I was almost scared to death by you. In other words, you are really polite. You never show up directly. You always show up where there is a door, and you must knock on the door first. Sifa dissipated the flame in his palm and rubbed it again. On his cheeks, he didn't use the "Thousand Faces Traveler" to transform into the Duke's face.

  However, looking at the headless figure of the messenger, Sifa felt that it was meaningless to change.

  The headless messenger who came up, pressed his hand on his chest, bowed slightly to Xifa, and then took out a letter.

  Sifah has seen it, and there is a signature on the envelope: Osvid.

  "Say hello to Osved for me." Sifa put away the letter, not intending to read it in this gloomy cave, and said politely to the messenger.

  The headless butler began to step back, apparently planning to leave, Sifa suddenly remembered something and shouted: "I want to know, can you deliver the letter for me?"

   "For example, to Backlund?"

  The headless butler stopped, poked his hands into his arms, took out a notepad and an absorbent pen. It was quickly written on the notebook and then presented to Xifa.

  "There is a charge, depending on the distance. For Backlund, from here, it will cost at least 1 pound."

  Good fellow.

  You still have this kind of service. Is this for private work? However, what do you want a courier to do?

   "No problem, if I need to send a letter, can I summon you?" Sifa nodded.

  The messenger quickly wrote a line on the notebook, and then presented it to Xifa again.

  It says: Be at your service anytime.

  Very service spirit.

  This time, the headless butler really left. It walked into the door again and disappeared into the room where the knock was just heard.

  Sifa walked out of the cave, looked back, and then left.

  After catching a few pheasants with traps, Sifa knocked them out and tied them together, but did not immediately bring them back to the beach. He sat down in the shade of a shady tree, and took out the letter Osved had asked the messenger to send.

  Tear open the envelope, took out a folded letter paper from the inside, and Sifa suddenly smelled the scent of ink.

  He spread out the letter paper and read the text on the letter.

   "Dear Duke, congratulations, you have a job."

  "We recently discovered that some islands have strange customs. You should know whether it is the Rhodes Islands, the Gargas Islands, or other islands."

  "These islands have local beliefs, and what they believe in is nothing more than a sea god, which is a conceptual thing imagined by the local aborigines."

  “It’s strange that on some islands, some of our investigators discovered that the local aboriginal believers are not gods in the sea, but gods of other concepts.”

"And in communicating with the natives who do not believe in Poseidon, we found that they generally believe that the gods they believe in have left some kind of treasure. If only the natives on one or two islands think so, it is not surprising. After all, the sea, Legends related to treasures abound."

"But the residents of five or six islands think so. It's not simple. We suspect that there may be a ruin that has been discovered. After that, people who knew him for some purpose, The information spread."

   "After time has passed, the initial information is stained with mystery and gradually evolved into the present statement."

"Now, I need you to search for this information at sea to verify our ideas. If there are real treasures, then we, as the Antiquities Protection Association, must not allow those lovely things to continue to be buried under the dark and humid ground. Or in the bottom of the sea that no one knows about."

  "There is no specific time limit for this task. You can collect relevant information, no matter what kind of information, you can form a report, and then send it to the messenger. I will give you the corresponding reward and contribution based on the information you provide."

  "If you feel dangerous, you can apply for support, or you can suspend the mission."

  “There are currently similar legendary islands, including Skye Island, Orkney Island, Ramsey Island, and Windmill Island. You can start your investigation from these islands first."

  "Hope to get your report as soon as possible."

  After reading it, Sifa burned the letter and the envelope before going down the mountain with his prey.

  Osved this task, UU reading www.uukanshu.com has no time limit, anyway, if you want to be active at sea, just find the opportunity to investigate.

  In a blink of an eye, one day passed.

  The next day, on the excuse of hunting, Sifa ran to the mountain again, found a remote corner, and summoned the ‘Book of Mystery’. He wanted to identify the compass and the things left by the resentful spirit.

   "Eyes that perceive everything."

  "A **** who overlooks everything."

  As the mantra was read, the colors of the surrounding mountains and forests became extraordinarily bright. Feeling the heaviness of his hands, Xifa raised his head and saw those illusory classics that exude dim light appearing on his hands.

  He was not in a hurry to do the appraisal, first turned to the message board page, looked at the message seeking information on modern weapons, and looked at the reply below.

  ‘Magic Night Wind: Can’t find it, next one, goodbye! ’

  Ah this

  Sifah felt that he had received 999 critical hits.

  PS: Thank you for your rewards like "Jingui Distilled Rice" and "Overclocking Pile Driver"~

  (End of this chapter)