Chapter 717: A lot of paths to Rome, but some of them are harder to find
"Young Master, we got the palace floorplan."
Heraz placed the large piece of paper on the table. There were several of them, but he put the one showing the underground level floors only--because that was what we needed.
After looking at the old Druid Palace’s floorplan, Natha immediately sent Heraz to get the current palace’s floorplan. He was also checking it with Tsalinade before bringing it in front of us, making sure there was not a shred of miss.
Thankfully, it didn’t seem like they upturned the palace completely. At least not the base. The beautiful facade had been changed into a human-style aesthetic, but they left the foundation whole. Just like us, they didn’t want the hassle of building everything again from scratch since they wanted to use the city for themselves.
Annoying, but it benefited us in this case. After all, based on the old floorplan, this particular secret tunnel was located underground, starting from the second basement floor where the miscellaneous warehouse was located. We could safely assume that this path was still there, probably untouched.
If I knew anything about Druid’s secret tunnels, it was the exclusive access activated only by druid magic.
The last part, which was the most difficult, was to find the entrance point from the island. Tsalinade, unfortunately, said that there was no such thing inside the magician’s tower at the side of the cliff. She had returned to the island to once again check the tower, but for as long as she had been living there, she never found a secret tunnel.
Of course, I also made sure the shapeshifter checked the island. Tsalinade had became way tamer and started to show sincerity by not constantly asking why she had to do something, but I still couldn’t trust her. She could betray someone who saved her life and treated her like a daughter, so why would I think she wouldn’t be able to do it again?
Unfortunately, they also said they couldn’t find any entrance in the tower.
"Then, it must be on the island somewhere," Natha said.
I loved that he did not dismiss the initial conjecture, because it was easy to just say ’well, maybe the path led somewhere else’ instead. At this point, I didn’t want to have more negative thoughts because I was already anxious enough about my son’s hundredth day next week.