
As the two continued to ponder in the secret room, Dylan suddenly shouted from outside, "Dad!"
"What's up, Dilan?"
"One of the servants found a box that looked ancient in the manor... There's a letter with Gerald's name on it!" dylan said as he entered the room with bo.
As Dylan had said, a letter addressed to Gerald had been placed on top of the square box.
"Is there any indication of the sender?" ask Daril.
“Nothing I know. According to the waiter, he found her by accident. Even after questioning Welson about it, none of his security systems could capture any clues!” dylan replied, his tone a little anxious.
He had reason to feel that way. After all, his father belonged to the Soul Palace, and everyone who was part of that secret society was the best among the best! Since someone can actually infiltrate their palace—even after Welson and his men took over the security of the Crawford— familyof course he would feel nervous!
“...That's weird... I wonder why so many strange incidents happened recently... Could it be that something big is going to happen..?” daryl also started to worry.
“. After all it is for you,” added Daryl after a short pause.
"Good!" gerald replied while hesitantly opening the box.
Upon opening it, an ancient-looking scroll was revealed.
After examining it a little closer, it seemed like it was a route map in the desert. The few grains of sand that were on the scroll confirmed their deductions.
Every point on the map was clearly marked, and Gerald was shocked to realize that the final destination seemed to be an underground palace. Moreover, there was a huge sarcophagus in the middle of that palace!
Although the scroll was rather dense with rather rough details, the sarcophagus was clearly the most prominent.
“...Well, it must be some kind of map..” said Gerald after seeing it long enough, still feeling a little confused.
“...Based on the coordinates, it seems that the desert in question is the Death Desert located northwest of here. It puzzled me why our anonymous sender even sent Gerald such a map, it could be a perpetual coffin..” replied Daryl .
"The immortal dead?" ask Dilan confused.
"Indeed. I've seen coffins like that before in the picture of the sun ... The coffin itself was a patent belonging to one of the countries in the Western Region, and had a history of at least several thousand years now. According to legend, people buried in such coffins will be able to keep their appearance and body fully intact, ” Daryl replied while taking a deep breath.
“There used to be a lot of people who wanted to get the immortal coffin, but even after a long time, no one had actually seen it before. Weird...Why could you send such a great gift? What exactly is the meaning behind all this.?” added Daril.
“...You know, Parker said that someone helped him secretly as he searched for clues to find the Sun League. Now that someone has sent us this map, I wonder if the sender is the same person who helped Parker.. Could it be that person has been helping us behind the scenes all this time?” dylan said as he and Daryl turned to look at Gerald.
Daryl knew for a fact that no such person in his life would do such a thing for him. Dylan thought the same thing.
As a result, Gerald was the only person who might have such a connection.
“...Could it be my master, Finnley…? Although there was little reason for him to do things behind the scenes.. If he really wanted to help me, he would definitely make himself known!” gerald replied, still feeling confused after thinking about it for a while.
In the end, Finnley seemed to be the only one who made sense. However, there was actually no reason for Finnley not to show himself, right?
“...After all, the problem can wait. For now, why not open the letter first and see what is written in it, ” said Daryl.
Upon opening the letter, Gerald was greeted by only a few lines of words. However, when the three of them read the contents of the letter, they finally felt somewhat dumbfounded.
'When the clear sky erodes the moon,'
'And the water flows in the opposite direction,'
'Golden Flower will wither as soon as it falls.'