You call this the mastermind?

"What is in the sarcophagus?"

"Who knows? The mayor won't let us see it."

"We fished it out together. Why can those people see it but we can't?"

"I guess it's a pile of gold. When I opened it just now, I seemed to see golden light."

"Then the mayor will keep it all for himself?"

"Not for himself, but with those people."

"..."

Most of the people who were talking in the square were dressed in gray fishermen and sailors, and a few were dressed more delicately, but the pirate scimitars hanging on their waists proved that this was actually a place with simple folk customs.

Melen's appearance attracted some curious gazes, but there was not much curiosity.

Because this group of people gathered together, they obviously had more important things to talk about, and this matter was not a secret.

So much so that Melen walked slowly among the crowd for a short time before he understood what was going on.

This morning, a sarcophagus was washed to the coast by the tide, and this group of people worked together to carry it back. As a result, they were not even allowed to take a look at it, and it was "occupied" by a group of people led by the mayor.

Everyone was very dissatisfied with this.

"Is this a reversal of time, back to the node when the sarcophagus first appeared?"

Melen was very surprised by this, and didn't know why this change occurred-could it be because of the two female savages he saw last time?

This seems to be the only possibility, after all, he didn't touch any mechanism.

Before this, he came here many times, and nothing special happened.

Bang--!

Walking deep into the square, arriving in front of the municipal building with a rough shape and obvious northern empire style, Melen saw a guard in military uniform carrying a gun on his back fired a shot into the air, and then shouted to be quiet.

As a result, the group of people in the square not only did not keep quiet, but the noise became more intense, and some fierce ones even ran to the guards and yelled.

The reason is nothing more than wanting to "have a piece of the pie", shouting that the mayor can't eat alone.

The uniformed guards pointed their guns at a few people who showed up and began to threaten them, cursing, but they didn't dare to really shoot.

So the noise in this place became louder and louder, just like being in a vegetable market.

In short, it was full of life, without any trace of falsehood, and the scorching energy that should have occupied the world disappeared without a trace.

Mellen watched the quarrel for a while, and then felt that there seemed to be no other changes in a short time, so he used the boots of wandering gods and disappeared quietly from everyone's sight.

Then he brushed past the uniformed guards and walked towards the city hall.

The hall was also not quiet at this moment. Some gentlemen and ladies dressed relatively well were gathered here, whispering and looking at the rough sarcophagus placed in the center. Judging from the ropes tied on both sides of the sarcophagus and the logs, this thing was obviously moved in not long ago.

"What a beautiful female corpse."

"She seems to be a queen?"

"I haven't heard of a queen buried near here. And this sarcophagus is too simple."

"Maybe it's the one from the Northern Empire?"

"How is that possible? That one doesn't have silver hair..."

The clothing and temperament of these rich people are incompatible with the pirates dressed as fishermen outside. They are obviously outsiders.

And their conversation clearly contains some thought-provoking details.

However, Mellen's attention was not on this aspect at this time.     Because after coming here, what he saw in his field of vision, in addition to the group of people gathered around the rough sarcophagus, was a skeleton.

A skeleton with a color as warm as jade, tall and "thin".

The skeleton was decorated with gold ornaments all over the body, and the golden crown on the head was crookedly buckled on the bald forehead, which looked a bit funny.

Now it was leaning against the sarcophagus, looking down at the corpse in the coffin, its mouth opening and closing, as if full of surprise, and even a little bit of fear.

But the strange thing was that next to it, there were clearly several noble lords in elegant clothes watching together, but they just ignored the skeleton next to them, as if they didn't see it.

"I have never seen such a beautiful lady."

One of the relatively young nobles rubbed his chin and said in an amazed tone: "Can you give her to me? I am willing to exchange half of the Herbert family's interests in the Southern California colony."

"Don't be impulsive, young master?"

Hearing this, the man who looked like a butler next to him hurriedly said: "This is just a corpse, not a lady!"

"What are you thinking about?"

The young noble said in an unhappy tone: "Such a delicate corpse is already a wonderful work of art. I just want to carry her back to collect it, not to-"

"Shut up!"

Before he finished speaking, the old man in the lead scolded in a low voice: "If you keep yelling, be careful or I will carry you out first!"

The old man had a black iron medal on his chest to identify his identity. He should be just a mayor, but he seemed very deterrent.

The young noble heard the words and stopped talking.

"Such a weird thing should not be carried back!"

The old mayor then turned his eyes back to the sarcophagus below, his expression solemn, and even faintly afraid.

At this time, Melen, who was hiding his body, had also arrived here. He looked over and found that the person lying in the rough stone coffin was a female corpse in black clothes and silver hair. She had a slender figure, beautiful lines, and delicate facial features. She looked basically the same as the two female savages he had met before.

"I was right. This skeleton is one of them."

Muttering secretly, he turned his head to look at the real skeleton standing next to him and found that the other party could ignore the hidden effect of the Wandering God Boots and was also looking at him!

There was no expression on the empty eyes and simple face, but the fear was completely gone.

At the moment, there was only a sense of relaxation and surprise like a child seeing his parents.

Even when Melen smiled at it, the white jade skeleton was so bold that it directly grabbed Melen's sleeve with its skull-like hands, and its emotions were full of dependence.

Melen thought it might be frightened, so it was so enthusiastic after seeing this familiar person.

That is to say, it was also caught off guard and unable to understand the changes in the surrounding environment.

"Let's seal this place first."

While he was "reminiscing" with the skeleton, the people around him had already retreated at the signal of the old man in the lead, and the open sarcophagus was closed again.

"The specific handling plan will be notified by the higher-ups."

"The higher-ups?"

"I have reported this matter to the church, and someone will come to deal with it in two days."

"Are you talking about those executioners?"