I Live on the Land in Global Games

Chapter 272 - 272 268 The Maiden and the Knight272: Chapter 268 The Maiden and the Knight 272: Chapter 268 The Maiden and the Knight “Gungun, quick, shine it on the floor!” Mu Ying urged.

Gungun placed the Wall Peeping Mirror on the ground, and all was pitch black.

Nothing.

They tried another spot and continued shining.

Still nothing.

Shine again!

Again, nothing.

After scanning the entire living room, they found absolutely nothing.

Only those two doors remained.

There were no traces of Spells on these two doors.

Mu Ying stood at a distance and sprouted a Vine that twisted the doorknob.

The door slowly opened, but nothing happened.

Inside was an empty bedroom that, judging by the decor, belonged to a boy; a portrait hung within, depicting a blond young man riding a black horse, dressed in silver armor, wielding a long sword.

His amber eyes were captivating.

Opening the other room proved just as safe.

This room was a girl’s, complete with a large wardrobe, a vanity, and other pieces of furniture; even the bed canopy was a light shade of pink.

This room also had a portrait.

It was of a young lady wearing an elaborate gown, smiling radiantly, her gaze as if looking up at something, with one hand raised as if greeting someone.

The backgrounds of the two portraits were somewhat different; the young man’s had mountains, grasslands and a winding path, while the girl’s showcased a castle.

But on closer inspection, one could see that the ground in both paintings was the same, both featuring identical grasslands and dirt paths.

Now the problem arose, the Tomb wasn’t that big, so where were the bodies?

This place couldn’t possibly be a Tomb, right?

Especially in the girl’s room, there were more signs of life, with jewelry laid out in disarray on the vanity, drawers left slightly open, and a bed that looked like any young lady’s who didn’t bother making it in the morning, with the quilt piled up like a nest.

Another pillow was placed to the side, suggesting that the room’s owner liked to sleep on her side with her legs propped on the pillow.

The boy’s room, on the other hand, appeared to be carefully tidied, not only was the stuff newer than what the girl had, but it was also not as messy and all the daily necessities were present, though without any sign of use.

Could it be that the girl lived here while the boy did not?

Soon after, Mu Ying discovered some text in an inconspicuous corner of both paintings.

“Mahir Puli.”

“Valeria Grand.”

Was this girl the Queen of Guland?

Mu Ying glanced at the quilt on the bed, hmm, very queenly!

This Mahir was the owner of the Tomb, but his body was not here.

Adding to the lack of signs of life in the house, Mu Ying constructed a little story in her mind.

A noble girl fell in love with a handsome knight, and one day, the girl stumbled upon an Underground City and became the queen.

Her treasure was coveted by others, and the knight died protecting her, his body never found.

The girl vowed vengeance, lived in the knight’s ceremonial Tomb to inspire herself, expanded the Underground City, improved her strength, and sought revenge for her beloved.

Sure, here is the translated text:

Well, Mu Ying felt pretty confident, almost certain, and gave a round of applause for her literary grace!

In any case, this tomb chamber should be the dwelling of the Queen of Guland.

And judging by that girl’s bedroom, it seemed she had been living there continuously, so this place likely had no traps.

After all, who would set traps in their own home?

If one were to accidentally trigger it, wouldn’t that be self-sabotage?

Mu Ying then searched around, but unfortunately, because so much time had passed, many things crumbled to the touch, such as the clothes in the wardrobe and the books on the bookshelf—fabric and paper goods in particular.

Otherwise, she might have been able to find even more about the Underground City and the Queen of Guland.

Metal and ceramic items hadn’t decayed, like the jewelry on the Queen of Guland’s vanity, but they were all ordinary decorations—there was not a single piece of equipment.

Of course, the latter-day Queen of Guland was both powerful and wealthy, so how could she not have space equipment?

With space equipment, one could stash anything inside, and only everyday household items for convenience might be left outside, with spare ones stocked in the space.

Mu Ying herself did this, not to mention the Tree House in her Main Territory, even the Magic Hut in the Plantation where she now lived.

When she went out, apart from furniture and daily necessities, she carried everything else with her.

In the entire tomb chamber, there were only various types of lamps like magic lamps—similar in effect to the Permanent Light Lantern Vine Flower, able to emit light permanently.

It turned out her gain here was even less than when she first ransacked those few civilian tombs!

The woman who owned such a massive Underground City chose to live in the modest cenotaph of her deceased lover, and the decoration within the whole chamber was very warm with a feeling of home, not even as luxurious as the gilded corridors outside the tomb.

“If there is another life, we must meet again.”

This epitaph must have been written by the Queen of Guland, right?

It seemed that when she left here, she didn’t know she wouldn’t be able to come back.

Otherwise, the tomb would not look as it does now—at the least, it would have more protective measures and look more like a tomb.

Thus, the possibility of the Core Chamber being here was even greater.

Queen of Guland probably didn’t have time to move the chamber; it should still be in its original location.

In the entire Underground City, what could be safer than right under the queen’s residence?

But, having inspected the walls and floor of both bedrooms with the Wall Peeping Mirror, she found nothing.

Mu Ying went back to the living room to look at the miniature model of the Underground City.

It seemed that every level in the middle wasn’t hollow but was made of stone structures.

If this model was built to scale, did that mean the sixth level was still tens of meters below?

So deep that even the Wall Peeping Mirror could not observe it.

There was nothing to be said; the digging must continue.

However, she had to take the miniature model of the Underground City with her; it was the greatest gain from this tomb chamber.

Although it was merely an ordinary stone model, it served as a three-dimensional map and could be used to locate the fractured core of the Underground City.

She crawled out of the hole again and chose to start digging diagonally downward from the base of the exterior wall of the tomb chamber No.

2.

This time she couldn’t just dig a tiny hole.

Given the height between the fourth and fifth layers, this was a colossal project; if she dug wider, she’d have a larger area to explore, allowing her deeper access.

Mu Ying, who never missed any spot in her thorough searches, took this in stride and even felt somewhat relaxed.

Her mana value was finite; there was a limit to the amount of work she could do each day, leaving her lots of free time.

She could stay in her Space Travel Box to learn spells or brew magic potions.

If she felt claustrophobic from constantly being in an enclosed space, she could also go to Emerald World to relax.

Thanks to Ten Thousand Worlds Trial, she could play in another world from the comfort of her home, just like playing a game.

So, she dug each day with remarkable consistency, at set times and with a fixed workload, unhurried and with an excellent mindset.

It wasn’t much different from the days when she was trapped in the tomb chamber.

She had also accumulated plenty of free Trial Time for Emerald World, which she could use now.