Prologue 3
There was a huge cave at the entrance of the mine, and a lot of wooden houses were built there. The ones on the ground were lodgings and facilities for adventurers. The place where the miners lived was pushed to the very edge. Moreover, it was built vertically as though clinging to the cave wall.
A thin wooden staircase with no railings was driven into the wall. When you see these, you know you’re outside the range of the dungeon. Because the walls of the dungeon are always glowing, but it does not glow here, and the walls of the dungeon automatically repair gradually when damaged but the walls here do not act in the same manner. The wooden stakes lodged into the wall have been intact for many years. Or maybe even decades. Sometimes, the thought of those woods breaking crosses my mind, and I become afraid to climb up them, so I try not to think about it.
And because there is a large hole in the ceiling of the cave, we have daytime and nighttime. Naturally, rain falls through, too. However, since the “wall houses” were not built on the ground, it hardly ever gets wet.
*Ground rumbling*
There it is again. I can hear the earth rumbling. I feel like I’ve been hearing those a lot lately, but none of the miners cared. They said these things happen all the time and we can’t stop working just because of that. Well, I guess they are right.
「The tremors have subsided…」
「Hey, little brother. What are you doing? Let’s go.」
Lark and I cleaned ourselves with a damp cloth after today’s work and headed to the cafeteria.
The cafeteria was built on the ground, as opposed to the wall. Probably because it uses fire, or because it requires a lot of space. In the long and narrow space, tables and log chairs were messily arranged, and the steam rising from the pot filled the cafeteria without being aired out.