Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 548 549. Ruins of Andros Island

The Adrestia cuts through the waves in the clear blue Aegean Sea.

"Ah, it's so nice to travel with you again, Lan."

Barnabas, who was enthusiastic and a bit talkative, patted the witcher's arm vigorously.

When he saw Lan En again after a few months, he was still amazed by the change in his height.

And he repeatedly emphasized: Can you let Lan En stand on your shoulders when he grows up to be like the giant in mythology?

It took a lot of effort for Lan En to get this loyal believer of the Greek gods to give up this idea and understand that his current height was the limit.

On the trip to Andros, Herodotus still followed.

It seems that rather than serving as Pericles' adviser in the city of Athens, the scholar and traveler hoped to participate intuitively in the adventures and records of the falconer.

Lann felt that he probably wouldn't want to be separated from Cassandra most of the time in the future. After all, in the entire Greek world, there are probably few such wonderful adventures.

"Andros."

Barnabas stood on the side of the ship with his back propped up, using his one eye to look at the white sandy beach and white rocks that were getting closer, feeling quite excited.

"This is a great place, Cassandra!"

Lan was standing next to Cassandra, and the witcher watched with his own eyes as the falconer's expression became confused and a little embarrassed.

"Andros Island, I've heard of it before, is a good place, yes, it is a good place!"

In fact, you've never heard of it at all, right?

Lan En tilted his head and snickered while cursing.

It was obvious that Herodotus also understood from the confused tone of Cassandra's confused and forced voice to prove that she had heard of it.

He looked at the female mercenary beside him in disbelief.

"This is Andros! It produces the highest quality and most expensive marble in the Greek world!"

Cassandra curled her lips and said nothing.

Barnabas laughed and added: "There is also the grave of Achilles, the first warrior in Greece! We can come and pay our respects."

"Oh!" As Barnabas explained, Cassandra's eyes suddenly lit up and she made a sound of realization.

"That's Andros!"

Obviously, explaining business trade, products and origins to Cassandra is far less effective than telling her heroic epics and legends directly.

Barnabas and Cassandra laughed cheerfully and boldly, with a kind of sailor's pride.

But the knowledge reserves of these two people made Herodotus on the side hold his head.

"You two are really hopeless."

Amid laughter, the historian sighed helplessly.

The Adrestia soon stopped at a natural port on an island. Lan and Cassandra got off the ship together and walked towards the island.

Most of this island is made up of white rocks and beaches. You can only see vegetation and animals when you go to the center of the island.

Under Icarus's high-altitude reconnaissance, Cassandra quickly found the target.

It was a huge door on the island mountain that was integrated with the rocks.

There are obvious artificial traces on this door, horizontal and vertical lines, and beautiful geometric figures. No wonder Herodotus still remembered this place deeply after a long journey and showed Cassandra the way there. .

This graphic and aesthetic style full of mathematical beauty is very similar to the line style on the blade of Cassandra's broken spear.

In this civilized era that generally pursues the beauty of biological movement and the grand beauty of religion, this art style that advocates rationality is unique and highly recognizable.

Lan En's hand patted the huge and thick stone door, making a 'pah pah pah' sound.

"This door weighs at least several hundred tons."

The witcher looked at the closed crack in the middle of the door and frowned.

"How do we get in? Do you have an idea, Cassandra?"

But when Lan En turned around to look, he found that the falconer was holding his broken spear and looking at it in concentration.

It's like falling into some kind of memory.

"Hesitation will only make people enter the grave faster." After a moment, Cassandra murmured and broke away from the memory. "Mother, I have never forgotten your teachings."

Lan En watched quietly from the side. For a person whose family has been torn apart and has lived alone for more than ten or twenty years, family memories should be precious and private things.

It's better not to interrupt rashly.

Kassandra walked straight to the door, the broken spear in her hand stretched forward like a torch. And the blade of the broken spear really emitted a gentle golden light as it approached the door, and the steel material was dyed by the light into a topaz-like feeling.

The door rumbled at the same time, and along with the flying ash that was shaken down, it opened on both sides.

The two of them immediately walked inside.

“‘Hesitation will only speed your way to the grave’.”

While walking, Lann mentioned something to Cassandra.

"Is this what your mother taught you?"

"Yes." Cassandra nodded slightly, "That was a long time ago."

"It seems that wise people are always the same." Lan En said as he walked behind Cassandra. "A master who taught me a swordsmanship warned me: If you hesitate, you will lose."

The further the two of them walked in, the more obvious Cassandra's shock became.

The architectural style and scale of the buildings here clearly shocked her even if she had been to Athens.

"Something is glowing."

Lan En keenly felt something unusual in the distance.

It was a platform surrounded by four stone pillars, and on one of the stone pillars, there was a spear-shaped outline glowing golden.

It was as if she sensed the approach of the broken spear behind Cassandra.

With such an obvious pairing of graphics, it goes without saying that you know what to do.

Kassandra placed the broken spear on her back into the outline of the stone pillar.

As a result, some incomprehensible pictures and texts gradually lit up on the originally ordinary stone pillars, as well as several triangular grooves.

Cassandra opened her mouth slightly, still processing her somewhat confused brain reaction.

Lan En, who had already seen the scene of the human interstellar empire in [Memory Diving], performed much better than her.

The witcher ran his fingers over the outline of the triangle and found that both the size and thickness had a familiar feel.

"This is a bit like the artifact fragments obtained from those members of the cult?"

Lan En and Cassandra looked at each other, took out one and two triangular pieces from their bodies respectively, and put them on.

In a sudden burst of golden light, a female voice I had never heard before began to announce.

"Forge activated. Data transfer continuity synchronizing. Contact made."

In a burst of golden light, the blade of the broken spear seemed to burst out some kind of holographic data matrix.

There is no doubt that the thing that Cassandra used to slash people was really a good deal.

And when Cassandra carefully took off the broken spear from the stone pillar after the golden light shone.

The originally rough and worn broken spear handle has been transformed into a new one, which is suitable for the hand feel and delicately wrapped leather.

It’s hard to figure out what kind of transformation it has undergone.

The enhancement of Broken Spear also brought about the enhancement of Cassandra.

Further forward on the platform, there is a door that cannot be entered, and the door is completely sealed by golden energy.

On other stone pillars on this platform, there are also grooves with the outline of some weapons.

Kassandra recognized that one of the sword-shaped grooves should be consistent with the weapon on the waist of her brother who was brainwashed by the cult.

But after Lan En searched all over, he couldn't find any groove that matched the ankh in his hand.

This artifact, which can easily undergo biochemical transformation, does not have any contact or reaction with anything in this building.

It seems that they should have nothing to do with the first civilization.

This made Lan En a little disappointed as expected.

After all, it seems that Harpalos's acquisition of this artifact from Egypt was an accident.

It is certainly unrealistic that you can find a forge related to it just by searching.

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