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Chapter 260 Broken Sword

With an attitude of not giving up until results were achieved, Green's team basically settled underground.

Even so, the progress is still not ideal. It takes a long time to explore all the branches of a passage, and it consumes a lot of physical and mental energy.

Not to mention that the number of people who can be mobilized is currently limited, which increases the burden on participants.

The church staff can stay here for a long time, but the professor cannot. He still needs to return to the clinic every day. On the one hand, he cannot relax about the clinic that is mainly run by David and helped by Coop; on the other hand, he has to take care of Yvonne.

Rest problem.

But for several days in a row, it seemed like I was worrying too much.

The girl showed resilience that was consistent with previous impressions. Expression was not what she was good at, persistence or stubbornness was. This once again reminded Kraft that she was special.

Although he would never show it, it was undeniable that he did have a little hope that the search over the past few days would achieve the purpose of persuading him to quit.

It turns out that this is really just hope.

After overcoming the initial difficulties, her adaptability quickly allowed her to blend into the environment, just like the moss that sprouts in the masonry and cold water and opens the gaps in a hostile manner.

She followed her back and forth between the two places every day, traveling between tunnels with the team. Finally, the monks accepted that she could be counted as a member of the team and not a disruptive factor in normal search activities.

As the unexplored area decreased and the collapse points on the map outlined an increasingly obvious circular border, Green gradually stopped worrying about being too eager and began to speed up the process.

From Kraft's point of view, every night, the search progress would advance one or two tunnels further than the previous day. He had to advise Green in advance not to rush in if something was discovered, and at least notify him to arrive at the scene before continuing.

This suggestion was prescient. After an intensive search, something strange but not entirely unexpected was soon brought back.

When Kraft arrived at the camp on a morning that was no different from before, Green showed him the results of the overtime work the night before.

A rusty stick.

To be precise, it is a relatively flat and long piece of rust, and both ends have been broken off due to embrittlement and are missing.

The monks found this thing in the mud in a passage niche. It seemed that it had been turned out due to changes in the water flow, revealing the bumpy and swollen corners like fused lymph nodes.

An indescribable place, diseased metal, the remains of some kind of artifact. They tried to pull it out, but found that part of it was embedded in the masonry, not in the gap, but in the middle. In the end, they had to break it off and bring it back. This made

It's more like some kind of disease rooted in the channel.

Kraft used linen cloth to absorb the remaining moisture on the surface, put on gloves and held the thing under the candlelight, tapped it lightly with the tweezers he brought with him, and then tried to pry off a small piece, but there was still red rust underneath.

The oxide layer is so thick that this thing can basically be defined as a rust block. After peeling off the outer shell, not much is left. I can only guess the approximate purpose of the original body based on intuition.

Not excluding the bias caused by personal perception, he felt that it was more like a sword body, at least a section of a long-edged weapon.

In any case, Kraft was glad that the priest followed his advice and decided to bring it back as soon as he found it, instead of going directly upstream to find the source.

"Actually, this is not the only one." Green crossed his arms and leaned against the wall to seize the moment to rest. Every second he was here, he was worried that the water vapor above his head would condense into rain clouds again. "There are also some small fragments.

But it’s too small, so I can’t sift it out or identify what it is.”

"It looks like part of a sword. The middle is the spine, which is thicker than the two sides."

"Okay now, not only did a piece of armor fall here, but also a sword fell here. Do you want to gather an army?"

"I advise you to say less." Kraft's face was not very good. If it is correct, they should be approaching the target.

What we have to do now is very simple - be prepared and go down until something appears in front of you, then decide whether to advance or retreat. No matter good or bad, everyone has been waiting for it for a long time.

But before departure, there is one last problem to be solved.

If I remember correctly, not everyone here is ready to leave, and there is also a trainee.

At least Kraft had no idea of ​​turning the apprenticeship directly into first-line practice at first. He looked at Yvonne who was playing with the dagger. The girl seemed to have a special interest in this old trophy that was not practical.

Of course, the latter felt the instructor's eyes, clearly understood the meaning, and looked back - she didn't come here just to follow him for a few days and then leave at the critical moment.

Kraft wanted to say something like, "This time is different, I'm not sure enough," "We need to take it step by step, and it will work next time."

But Yvonne has passed the preliminary test. She has faced similar incidents more than once before. In terms of experience, she is not inferior to most people present. And in terms of ability, the last batch of people who had doubts about this will no longer be able to do it.

Have doubts.

She desperately needs the respect she deserves, to be treated as an independent individual with enough will and ability, even if this respect may be expensive.

There is never a perfect time, so perhaps starting with an initial in-depth mission is the right time.

"Here's a hammer, not too long." Kraft asked for a smaller hammer from the monk stationed there. He originally thought that Coop would always be in charge of this position, but Mr. Attendant's work has become more and more difficult recently.

The skin became thinner and I spent most of the time playing with the puncture needle with Dr. David.

"Holding this is similar to holding a candlestick."

"Is there anything else I need to know?"

"Just use a little force. Most of the time, you don't need to use all your strength." With the strength of an ordinary adult, this thing was smashed hard enough for the head protected by the armor to see my great-grandfather. "And, the most important thing, everything is as it should be."

Do what I say, otherwise there will be no next time, do you understand?"

Yvonne nodded excitedly and eagerly took the beautiful weapon with hammer leaves forged into flying wings.

After giving instructions here, Kraft turned to Green and asked: "Do you want to leave as soon as possible? I have enough people here."

He didn't plan to bring Coop with him. This was just a preliminary in-depth investigation, and he had enough manpower. Instead of calling Coop, it would be better to learn more in the clinic. There is no need for an additional knight's retinue here for the time being, but a professor's assistant may be needed soon.

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"No, let me sleep for a while." When clues began to emerge, the priest showed enough patience. He found a relatively comfortable position by the wall, leaned on the package he had brought casually, and forced himself to close his eyes.

In fact, he was not asleep. Through his eyelids, he could still notice the eyes moving behind the cover.

After a short period of time, Green opened his eyes again and led the team across the rock cracks to the waterway where the rusted relics were found.


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