“This is a dungeon?”
Other than Pait, Dav, and the Deep Dwarf leader, two other wagon hands were pulling the wagon. They didn’t use a horse or anything like that. There was also a group of five adventurers, all dwarves, which had the air of guards. The old dwarf looked back at me once I asked such a question.
“Yes, this dungeon has two exits. One exit is on this mountain, and the other is within Dioshin.”
“So, dungeons can be like this as well.”
“It’s more than that,” Pait added. “It doesn’t just provide a straight and easy path. It also is shorter. It’d take a week to walk the distance we’ll cover in only two days.”
Then again, if I took the lore, wouldn’t I learn all of its secrets? Of course, that would be the equivalent of declaring war on the dungeon. I had been lucky with Matty’s dungeon. Matty was a child and also easily bullied. Other dungeons might not react so calmly to a rival dungeon master. I made sure to keep my mana inside so that I didn’t reveal my true nature. However, I also remained vigilant that the dungeon might attack us.
We sank for what seemed like miles into the underground. It had an oppressive feel to it. Dav shook and then clung on to Pait. He shrugged helplessly.
“Dwarves may enjoy the underground, but the esmere do not.”
“Hmph... scared of a little dark.” The leader of the adventuring party scoffed causing Pait to flush angrily.
However, before he could say a thing, the elevator stopped with a thud. We had reached the bottom.New novel chapters are published on