Chapter 107

A passage stretched out ahead of us, long and narrow. It was so dark inside I couldn't see a thing in front of me.

Janice gripped my hand tight. A moment later, the squeaking of rats reached my ears.

"My lady, they say we just need to keep walking straight ahead. No obstacles in the way."

When exactly had she had time to chat with the rats?

I marveled at Janice's remarkable talent and squeezed her hand back firmly.

With Janice beside me, even the dark held no fear.

As Count Lincol moved forward, the stones underfoot lit up. Glow-stones no bigger than a fingernail. Just barely enough light to make out our own shoes.

After we'd walked some distance, we were met all at once by a blinding light, a space that opened wide, and a roar of sound like thunder.

"Th-this is..."

Who would have imagined that behind…