Chapter 13
In earnest!!!
Though it seemed impossible to find anything in this vast ruin, Seowoon thought it couldn't hurt to try. Carefully, he covered the half-burnt, splintered wooden door resting on top of the iron gate and opened the gate together with it.
"Ungh!"
Having barely propped the wooden door up on the iron gate, now open at a 90-degree angle, Seowoon dusted off his hands, took a look around, then crawled inside and shut the gate behind him.
As soon as the iron gate closed, the charred wooden door on top of it fell into place, sealing it shut.
Relying on a ladder, he descended into pitch darkness, unable to see even an inch ahead, but it didn't take long for his feet to touch the ground.
Pulling a lantern from his subspace, Seowoon lit it and found himself staring at a basement far larger than the mansion's living room.
"Amazing."
The basement was filled with large chunks of meat hung from the ceiling by strings to age, and stacks of wooden barrels—barriques—commonly used for aging wine.
Having lived off nothing but dry jerky for days, Seowoon's eyes immediately went to the hanging meat.
-Gulp!