Chapter 172: Interesting Mana Stones (Bonus - )
Considering the only access to the basement levels were through the kitchen which went underneath the main tower and was where the food stores were, or through the external stairs that faced the practice yard, Gunnar took Stanley back outside and he gestured towards the stairs the apprentices had been using to bring wood from the basement.
"The only place below where you indicated is the basement," Gunnar explained. "Let us know what you find. I don’t have high hopes."
Stanley tossed his robes and cast a glare over his shoulder as he stalked forward and towards the stairs. He stopped other mages from following him but didn’t seem to care when knights or apprentices went on. It seemed to have to do with mana once more. It was very clear that none of the knights or apprentices had an ounce of mage blood inside of them, or they would be badly affected by living in such a place.
Irene had always hated the basement because it was a dingy place with little external access. There was a thick, mildew smell and a general humidity.
It caused them to create a vent in the armory wall that went to the outside, just so the armor merely sitting there wouldn’t rust.
Especially in spring, the heavy snowmelt in the valley was always dangerously close to flooding the place.
Fortunately, there were internal wells in the Duke’s Tower—the largest being in the kitchen. The snow had someplace to go as it seeped through the valley and covered everything in mud.
Where Stanley had been stomping around before, Sir Gunnar stopped and looked at the ceiling. Based on the size of the room, he thought that they were only a short distance behind where the mage indicated.
As Gunnar’s eyes dropped, his eyes met Sir Phillip’s and his eyebrows rose.