My bloodline is so eager to improve.

Otto skillfully mounted his horse, lightly tapping the saddle with his toes. Amber Stone let out a deep neigh, its hooves flying as it galloped off toward the Crow Cemetery.

Soon, he arrived at the Crow Cemetery.

It was dusk, and the setting sun had bathed the entire cemetery in a golden-red hue.

The vengeful spirits, covered in negative energy, also began to become active.

Some drifted among the tombstones, emitting faint sobs.

Some squatted on withered trees, staring at passersby with empty eye sockets.

Others gathered in abandoned wooden huts deep within the cemetery, doing something unknown.

A chilling cold permeated the air, not only from the winter chill but also from the temperature drop caused by the negative energy emanating from the vengeful spirits.

But those forgiving thoughts, filled with negative energy, were desperately hidden when Otto arrived.

That's understandable, considering that Otto came here last time with the high priest of the Order of the Light.

The high priest's holy aura still lingers in the hearts of these vengeful spirits.

Although Otto himself was not a priest, the image of him walking with the high priest was deeply imprinted in the memories of these vengeful spirits.

Naturally, they were somewhat afraid of Otto, fearing that he might have brought some exorcising treasure with him this time.

Otto wasn't bothered, he just shouted towards Juliet's grave.

"Miss Juliet, I've come to see you."

As Otto spoke, a white figure leaped swiftly out of his tomb.

She wore a worn-out white dress, her long hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, her body appearing semi-transparent, but her eyes were remarkably bright.

There was no shadow beneath her feet, and a faint chill surrounded her.

Juliet floated up to Otto and circled him several times, like a kitten seeing its owner.

"Otto! You came to see me so soon this time!"

Juliet was delighted and floated over to Otto with a bright smile on her face.

It seems Otto hasn't forgotten his promise to her.

For some reason, Juliet is now more looking forward to Otto's arrival than to punish Romeo.

After all, in this lifeless cemetery, it was already an extremely luxurious thing that a living person was willing to come and talk to her from time to time.

"I've been busy lately and haven't had a chance to see you."

Before they could exchange even a few pleasantries, Otto produced the half of the map he had received.

“Juliet, I would like to ask you and your vengeful spirit friends to help me scout out the way.”

Otto spread the map out on a flat tombstone and patiently explained the symbols on it.

"Even if there are any mechanisms there, they should be designed for the living. Wraiths have no physical form, so they should be able to pass through easily."

And Juliet’s friend Arthur, seemingly having overheard something interesting, also joined in.

He floated to the map, examined it closely, and his brows gradually furrowed, as if he had sensed something amiss.

"This is half a map."

The old man spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and low, like an old wooden door creaking in the wind.

"Although the paper looks somewhat worn, the smooth cut lines on its edges are still very fresh, which is probably not accidental, but rather as if it was deliberately cut in half."

Seeing this, Juliet quickly explained to Otto.

"This is Grandpa Arthur. You met him when you came here with that priest."

Otto naturally remembered Arthur, and he simply nodded before recounting his ordeal to them.

From receiving the mission to track Alex, to being ambushed in the underground waterways, to fighting back and discovering this half of the map.

The knowledgeable old man immediately noticed the clues hidden within.

“Young man, if I’m not mistaken, that tomb raider named Alex is secretly eating all the food while his companions are away.”

Arthur tapped the edge of the map with his thin, translucent fingers.

"The other half of the map should be in the hands of his companion."

This is probably to prevent one of the two from doing something detrimental to the other after obtaining the complete map.

This kind of mutual restraint is very common among tomb raiding gangs.

Although the layer of soil sealing the underground tomb is very thick, no one can say for sure whether the companions will find some kind of magic to break through this barrier.

Once one side obtains the complete map, they may be able to enter the tomb alone and claim all the treasures for themselves.

That's why they used this method of dividing the map in two to restrain each other.

I guess their original plan was for Alex to go find the Rat King's sustenance, while his accomplices would lie in ambush in the sewers, working with the Rat King to ambush him—a safer plan.

Unfortunately, that young man named Alex was too greedy.

Arthur didn't care about the guy named Alex; there were countless greedy guys like him among adventurers. He simply gave Alex a brief evaluation and then patiently gave Otto some advice.

"Once you return to the Adventurers' Guild, the guild will definitely expose Alex's crimes."

You should remind them not to publish your name.

Don't reveal it until you find Erik's companions or have explored the tomb.

That way, you'll be safer.

After all, no one knows if that companion might turn against you for money.

Is it fair to say that this is an elderly person?

Arthur is very experienced, and his advice is very helpful.

Otto immediately and patiently wrote it down, repeatedly expressing his gratitude to the old man.

He even asked the old man if there was anything he wanted, so he could buy it for him next time he came.

But Arthur simply waved his hand in response.

"If you can find a good hand, please bring it to us."

Arthur took out the deck of cards that they had almost destroyed and said with a hint of helplessness.

"Look, this deck of Thorne cards is almost unusable."

Of course, it would be even better if there were other games besides playing cards, as we are really lacking in entertainment.

In this cemetery, all I do is stare blankly; life is incredibly boring.

Otto immediately agreed to Arthur's request.

Seeing that Juliet and her friends were able to live comfortably here, he was naturally willing to help.

Just as the relationship between the two was becoming closer, Juliet, who was standing to the side, seemed like a passerby who couldn't get a word in edgewise, looking at Arthur with teary eyes.

"Damn old man...that's not how the script goes!"

Juliet stormed up to Arthur, hands on her hips, and began to berate him.

"You should talk to him while praising my strengths!"

"I helped you cheat the other day, winning a lot of prizes from others! How could you betray me!"

As Juliet watched Arthur's 'betrayal,' the atmosphere of resentment around her intensified, and even a few wisps of flame from the dead slowly ignited beneath her skirt.

That's a natural reaction when a vengeful spirit is agitated.

When negative emotions reach a breaking point, vengeful spirits will express themselves in this visual way.

Upon seeing this, ordinary vengeful spirits would probably have scattered and fled in terror.

But Arthur was an old man who had experienced countless storms, so he quickly waved his hand and said...

"Oh dear, little girl, calm down."

Your temper is always unpredictable; it must be very painful for you to live as a vengeful spirit.

Arthur earnestly comforted the girl in front of him.

"Wraiths are the product of negative emotions, a distorted individual resulting from the fusion of soul and obsession."

If emotions become unstable, new accidents can easily occur.

You wouldn't want to lose control one day and hurt your friends, would you?

Upon hearing this, Juliet could only sigh helplessly, and the resentment around her gradually subsided.

She quietly apologized to the two of them.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Otto, I couldn’t control my emotions again.”

I just wanted you to know that I care about you a lot.

Upon hearing this, Otto quickly waved his hand, saying that he had already been aware of this when he made the contract with Juliet, but looking at the vengeful spirit in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

The existence of vengeful spirits is a tragedy in itself.

They are trapped between life and death, bound by obsessions and negative emotions, unable to break free.

Although Juliet appears lively and cheerful, beneath that smile lies endless hatred.

But just as Otto was pondering this, Juliet's expression changed.

Just as Juliet looked down, she finally noticed that the longsword at Otto's waist seemed to have changed.

"Otto, where did your old sword go?"

Juliet noticed that Otto was now wielding a longsword with a slender blade and a sapphire set in the hilt, which shimmered with a deep blue light in the twilight.

This is completely different from the previous black iron sword inlaid with rubies.

Previously, due to the nature of vengeful spirits, Juliet had been drifting in the Seed of the Void and had not noticed this detail.

Now, when she floated to the ground, bowed her head, and apologized, she discovered the clues and asked Otto about it.

In response, Otto simply took out the iron sword from his spatial pocket and displayed it to the two of them.

"I didn't expect you to be so interested in my weapons."

Otto smiled and explained.

"This sword doesn't have any special features, so I replaced it and put it in my spatial pocket."

This was a gift from my elders, and I don't want to just throw it away or resell it.

With Otto's explanation, Juliet and Arthur finally understood the origin of the sword.

They immediately exchanged a glance, seemingly deciding to reveal something secret.

Juliet breathed a sigh of relief, slowly looked at Otto, and solemnly began to speak.

“Mr. Otto, actually, when you left last time, Grandpa Arthur seemed to recall some memories related to the patterns on this iron sword.”

As Otto soothed her, Juliet's voice became much softer.

“When we parted last time, Grandpa Arthur only had a premonition, but in the meantime, with the help of his friends, he seems to have recalled some memories.”

Upon hearing Juliet's description, Arthur nodded immediately, staring at the patterns on the iron sword with a complex glint in his eyes.

It was a look that mixed nostalgia, pain, and confusion, as if these lines had taken him back to some distant past.

“I’ve seen this pattern before.”

Arthur spoke slowly, his voice trembling slightly.

“The iron hammer was wrapped in slender leaves like willow branches, which seemed to be a magnificent palace, and in a corner of the palace, such an emblem was placed.”

But I can't recall much more.

Arthur looked slightly troubled.

They didn't originally want to tell Otto about it because he didn't remember anything substantial, just a few scenes. When he heard Otto call the other person Zane, it sounded somewhat familiar.

But that sense of familiarity is like a reflection in water; the more you try to grasp it, the more it shatters completely.

Fortunately, Otto didn't mind.

"I actually knew all along that their identities were not ordinary."