Chapter 528: Dungeon banter
Sofia and Ihuarah both failed at telling if this was a trap or not, all they could tell was that the protruding brick could indeed be pushed into the wall, but not what it was going to do.
“I have to hand it to whichever of Sorrow’s old worshippers who designed this place, the security is top-notch. Even by blasting mana into the walls I can’t feel crap,” Sofia said as she stood with an ear on the wall, trying to see if she could hear anything.
“Powerful sorcerers used to be few a far between before my time but it would be remiss of us to think them incompetent. Arguably, most of today’s treasures date back to humanity’s golden age, even before my time,” Ihuarah explained.
“And where are these powerful sorcerers right now?” Everelle questioned.
“Truth be told, I have no idea. Some might be dead, for sure, others have likely become recluse, hermits buried deep under the surface in hidden places like this one,” he explained.
“Well, Richard sounds old enough. I’m not sure but I think from context clues, he should be around the same age as Erredis or older, so in the fifteen thousands…” Sofia guessed, “So some do walk the surface still, even if you only count ‘humans’. But you really think there might be someone here?”
“It is certainly not an impossibility,” Ihuarah said with a shrug, “I am relatively sure, now, that this was designed as a true trial to gauge whether we are deserving of the artifact or not. Whoever did so was undoubtedly invested in their faith at least as much as I am, so staying or at the very least leaving a guardian behind is not so far-fetched.”
“Well. We’ll find out soon enough. We need to deal with that brick, though,” Everelle pointed out.
“Right,” Cinthia agreed, “Everyone’s looking intently. So something is sure to happen. Hard to tell what.”