The other side of the door was dark. Lily squinted her eyes, and with the help of the light in the current room, she could barely see the general scene on the other side -
There was almost nothing there, except for the two black coffins that were placed side by side in the center of the room, which were large enough to accommodate adults. Dim yellow light from an unknown source fell from the ceiling, shrouding the entire room in a stagnant atmosphere.
Lily couldn't help but walk lightly and walked slowly to the front of the two coffins. There was a somewhat torn piece of paper placed on the wooden board that served as the top cover. She picked it up casually, and in the dim light, read out the only words on it.
of a sentence.
"Femir, your father and mother passed away two years ago due to accidents."
The rest of the companions gathered around, and Elio gently knocked on the lid of the coffin, which made a dull response.
"Would you like to open it and take a look?" the young knight suggested casually, "I understand that this kind of behavior is not good. But this is the place where the lich belongs. It is normal to check it carefully..."
"That makes a little sense." Lily nodded in agreement and patted the machine man on the shoulder, "Al, come and take a look, there shouldn't be any traps on this coffin?"
Alphonse checked them carefully and gave an affirmative answer. On the other side, Ariel looked at the two coffins equally cautiously and did not participate in the conversation between the female mercenary and the others.
"We thought you would use reasons like 'don't disturb the dead' to stop Elio." Lily asked her deliberately, "So the Celestial Clan doesn't value this so much?"
Ariel looked at Lily seriously, not caring that the female mercenary was teasing her, "We don't want to desecrate the dead, and we don't have superfluous human rituals. These are the memories left by Lord Stark. After careful enough investigation, I think
It will be helpful to understand Lord Stark."
"Okay." Lily turned around and called for the men in the team to come closer, "Come on, please help us, lift this thing up and take a look!"
The coffin was not nailed shut, so Groom chopped the ax hard into the connection between the lid and the coffin body, prying it open a gap. Then the four of them worked together to lift the heavy wooden lid aside.
Alphonse lit up a ball of light at the right time, and with the soft light, Lily peeked into the inside of the coffin - there was nothing inside. She didn't believe it and asked Grum to pry open another wooden coffin, but the result was still empty.
things.
"What...is going on?" the female mercenary murmured, with a little confusion in her voice, "We thought we could at least see...two human remains or something inside?"
"If this and the previous room are both the memories of Fimmel Stark." Ann walked up to her and wrote through the dim book in Alphonse's hand, "Maybe this means that when Fimmel learned about this
When the news came out, he was not able to see his parents for the last time...even just their bodies."
"That's right." Lily patted the heavy wooden coffin lid, looked at the ceiling and exhaled, "In the Mystery Lock, the man named Mantur also said that Fimiel obtained the qualification of a junior wizard at the age of thirteen.
title, when he returned to his hometown full of expectations, he just... heard the news of his parents' death."
A slight warmth came from her shoulder. She turned her face and saw the agency man gently stroking her right shoulder.
"Let's go, Lilinonuo." The agency man said seriously, his gentle face reflected in the soft light, "This is just a memory of others, there is no need to indulge in it."
That's right, she would actually lament about such a thing... Could it be that she is getting old? Lily smiled to herself, held Al's palm, and continued to push open the door on the other side of the room.
This time, the opposite side of the door was filled with bright milky white light, and even the dim hall was illuminated a lot. Through the door, Lily could see a spacious experimental table and many equipments, which seemed to be a wizard's laboratory.
A kind of place. She strode into the room, looked around, and then took a breath.
Those cylindrical facilities are filled with green liquid, and there are many things floating in them that cannot be called living things at all. They are either twisted pieces of flesh, or faces full of eyeballs, or they do not have any limbs.
The bodies. Even those that looked slightly humanoid always had some components that looked too abnormal. No matter which one, she could not feel any breath of living things from them, only the smell that filled the whole room.
Silence is frozen in this moment together with them.
She didn't know what these things represented, but her instinct told her that the research that had been conducted here was by no means a beautiful study.
Alphonse stepped forward, carefully checked the records and reports on the experimental table, and turned around with a serious face, "If I'm not mistaken, these are studies on the secret technique of 'Resurrection of the Dead'."
He shook his head, "It's a pity that he didn't succeed."
This is probably a normal result. Resurrection of the dead has always been the exclusive preserve of divine magic. However, in the era when Fimiel lived, Alex Ada, her father, had been 'dead' for a long time, and the divine magic of life was controlled by him.
Also lost.
Yuffie had told her that the most powerful secret technique in the legend, capable of realizing all wishes, was indeed enough to achieve the miracle of resurrecting the dead. But after all, for a teenage boy, it was too early.
"He... wants to resurrect his parents, right?" Elio calmed down his expression in a rare moment, tapping the transparent outer wall of a cylinder, "It looks a bit disgusting, but if you think about it seriously, if he can succeed
...Probably there won’t be any of those things after that, right?”
"What is supposed to come will still come, no matter war or change." Ann glanced at Ariel, who was silent on the side, and wrote, "It's just that the life of Fimmel Stark will be different from that in history."
"It's all facts that happened. Even if you are dissatisfied, it's useless now?" Lily interrupted the two of them and took the lead to walk to the door waiting at the other end. "To be honest, we have already seen these memories.
Enough—where is that lich?"
She pushed them away casually, and what came into view was a place that seemed to have been ravaged by some monster.
Various furniture and things she couldn't name were smashed to the ground, mixed with dark blood covering the entire room, scattered severed limbs and charred bodies, presenting a hell-like scene. The blood had not yet completely solidified, and there was still blood in the air.
There was a strong smell of blood and burning, as if the tragedy in front of me had just happened not long ago.
Even though she knew that everything was just a replayed memory, Lily still rushed into the room quickly, wanting to confirm if anyone was still alive. But what she gained was of course disappointment. There was almost nothing in the room that could be called complete.