It was much better in the tunnel than the cave, as it was walled on both ends with stark white marbles. The stairs were not overgrown with moss from the damp air inside-if anything, it was completely smooth and clean as if it was never damp here! “It seems that people often used this tunnel,” Frank said, putting his foot down before accelerating to an intersection.

“Which one should I take?”

Alda shook her head again. “I only remember what the cave and the tomb looked like. I don’t know how to reach the tomb from the cave!”

Frank nodded and stood at the center as he closed his eyes, allowing his hearing to extend further.

Hearing the breeze in each tunnel and judging that the breeze was louder on the left, he decided that it was the right path.

“Whatever. I choose you!”

Still carrying Alda on piggyback, Frank took the left tunnel.