Chapter 003 Ancestor's Notes

"Is this... the game panel?"

Gawain was a little surprised and hurriedly explored it. For Gawain who was used to playing games, the data on the panel was not difficult to understand, and the only strange "Krypton Gold Point" seemed to have a recharge function.

"Recharge?"

Gawain's eyes lit up, and he touched his body and found two blood-stained copper stars.

This copper star is the lowest currency in the Pandora world and is also the most commonly used by civilians. The value of a copper star can buy two pieces of unpalatable black bread and a bowl of vegetable soup. Above it is the more precious silver deer and gold dragon.

Usually one gold dragon can be exchanged for ten silver deer.

One silver deer can be exchanged for one thousand copper stars.

According to the inside information Gawain knows, silver deer and gold dragons have a certain value even among wizards, because silver deer are made of silver and can be refined into mithril, while gold dragons are made of gold and can be refined into shining gold.

Both of these are rare metals and are very important to wizards.

"Recharge!"

Gawain muttered in his heart, and the two bronze stars disappeared in his palm in the blink of an eye, leaving only two small inconspicuous blood stains. The number behind [Krypton Points] began to rise, and there were lines of small words scrolling above the panel.

"Krypton Points +0.001!"

"Krypton Points +0.001!"

[Krypton Points]: 0.002

When the panel stabilized, there was no change in other places, only the krypton points became a pitiful 0.002.

Gawain has completely understood the use of the krypton panel. This panel can not only show his detailed information and status, but the krypton points can also be used to upgrade skills and even talents.

It's just that the krypton points are not enough now, so they can't play a role for the time being.

"Is that so!"

Gawain let out a breath, and his tense mind finally relaxed a little. With the krypton panel, he has the confidence to survive in troubled times.

Of course, he will not be arrogant.

Because even if he could live until the end of Ragnarok, Pandora would be in turmoil before the [Council of Truth] established by wizards conquered the multiverse.

He didn't know the specific timeline.

He only knew that after Ragnarok, before the conquest of the multiverse, there would be various major events such as [Wizard Civil War] and [Underground Invasion], and each one was a rebirth for Pandora.

If you are not careful, you will die without a complete body.

"These are still far from me. What's most important now is to become a wizard apprentice as soon as possible. According to the information revealed by the internal test players, there is a way to become a wizard apprentice in Deer Horn Town."

"Let me think about it."

Gawain concentrated on recalling and silently sorted out the little information: "It seems that there are quite a lot, there are the ancestral notes of the old Holt family, the Diagon Alley hidden in the downtown area, the rune stone of Baron Holderman... and so on!"

"Old Holt!"

Gawain was surprised and suddenly realized: "Isn't the old Holt family my family? My Clover family is a herbalist heritage, could it be a descendant of wizards???"

He hurriedly recalled the memory of his previous life and found that there was no record of the ancestral notes, only an ordinary herbal notebook.

"Could it be a coincidence?"

"No!"

"The witch hunt is still going on. Wizards cannot walk in the sun. The ancestral notes cannot be passed down openly. It is possible that they are covered up as herbalists or even cut off the inheritance."

"By the way, my house seems to have an underground secret room."

Gawain's heartbeat accelerated. Other ways to become a wizard apprentice have twists and turns of all sizes, which require a lot of effort, and may fail if you are not careful.

According to some players' complaints, some have been burned at the stake of the Church of Life, some have been kidnapped and sold as slaves by gangs, and there are many worse ones.

And the ancestral notes of the old Holt family seem to be within easy reach.

Because Gawain was told by old Holt since he was a child how to avoid the secret room mechanism.

"Calm down!"

"Calm down!"

Gawain, after all, has experienced life and death several times. He quickly calmed down, rubbed his dry stomach, and shamelessly asked Aunt Marian for two black breads and drank half a bowl of vegetable soup.

Eat until he is eight-tenths full.

Then he walked out of the yard, turned left and came to the old house next door.

The two wooden doors had fallen down, and there were pairs of large footprints on them. The spacious yard was also in a mess, with several dried bloodstains and a black dog corpse hacked to death.

The corpse had rotted and the stench was strong.

The five doors were also wide open, and the house was full of mess and traces of rummaging.

Fortunately, the bodies of the old Holt couple had been collected by Aunt Marian and her family, and buried in the public cemetery outside Deer Horn Town the day before yesterday.

"This is my home!"

Gawain walked into the yard silently, with an angry emotion brewing in his heart. If possible, he would end this hatred after he had the strength.

But it was definitely not now.

Because the gang that "Skull Crusher" Soran belonged to was not simple. It was rumored that it had secret connections with Baron Orcas and even the [Wild Brotherhood].

Baron Ocas is the apparent master of Deerhorn Town, and the Wilderness Brotherhood is the believer of the God of Hunting. Such a force is definitely not something a little boy can provoke.

Now, he can only hide this resentment in his heart.

Of course.

In the generally stable environment of Deerhorn Town, he does not have to worry too much about the gangs being wiped out. After all, there is no chaos now, and the gangs are just rats living in the dark and dare not be blatant.

As long as he does not show up often, no one will care about a small and weak boy.

"Clean it up first."

Gawain didn't think about it anymore, buried the black dog's body deep in the corner of the yard, cleaned up the courtyard briefly, and then struggled to prop up the two wooden doors and barely blocked the door.

After doing all this, his thin body was already panting with fatigue.

He rested for a while, fetched water from the well, boiled a pot of hot soup in the kitchen, washed and changed into a fine linen shirt with slightly torn sleeves, and observed his face with the clear water in the basin.

A straight nose.

Thin lips.

Long black hair.

Pale cheeks.

And slightly weird blue eyes, a little handsome, and a little delicate.

"Not bad!"

Gawain was quite satisfied with his appearance, and then returned to the bedroom, resting while waiting for the sun to set.

After it was completely dark, he quietly came to the utility room, lit the white candle in his hand, and stepped hard on the protruding stone in the corner with the candlelight.

"Buzz~~"

Accompanied by a slight sound, the stone sank in, and the floor two meters away suddenly cracked, revealing a dark hole and stone steps diagonally underground.

"Sure enough!"

Gawain was refreshed, and waited for a while, waiting for air circulation, before taking the candle and carefully walking into the hole. After feeling that he had descended seven or eight meters, he finally walked down the stone steps.

Came to a flat tunnel.

"There should be a mechanism in front."

Gawain raised the candle, but could not see the top of the tunnel clearly. He simply did not delay any longer. According to the instructions of old Hott when he was a child, he stood close to the left wall and moved forward step by step.

Soon he passed through the more than ten-meter-long tunnel and successfully came to the two closed thick wooden doors.

"Squeak~~"

Gawain stretched out his hand and pushed open the old and moldy thick wooden door. The unpleasant smell of decay came to his face. He hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, held his breath, and waited for a long time before carefully walking into the secret room.

The secret room was small.

After just a few steps, he could see the whole picture of the secret room. There was nothing inside except an iron box made of metal.

He opened the iron box and saw the contents clearly by candlelight.

A palm-sized pottery jar.

A thick parchment book.

"Ancestor's Notes?"

Gawain was delighted and took out the parchment book. The book must have been specially treated and remained intact after a long time. On the hard cover was written a string of Nobian characters:

"El Freman's Potion Notes!"