"Suspicious, this room."
"Yeah, let's start with that one on the wall."
The Tors, who could not find the stairs to the eleventh floor, were heading out to a painting on the north side lined with iron gratings.
At first sight, I didn't see any monsters, and there was one shrine left that I didn't bother to go inside and look into.
The room, which was slightly larger, was a prison, but seemed to have been used for another purpose.
On the stone wall in the back hangs a few short chains with iron rings at their tips.
The iron chain is so high that Tor's shoulders reach hard.
On the left was a large stone table placed along the wall, on which was only a line of "hanging something".
Plus in one corner of the room, a large fireplace out of place.
No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like it's meant to keep you warm and relaxed or to simmer stews.
And extremely red and black stains left all over the wall as well as the floor.
Once again, I can feel the atmosphere in this room that makes me understand why the prisoner's spirit doesn't exist.
Though Sora most likely misunderstood the purpose of the stone table and fireplace, the map indicated it as a kitchen.
"The chains don't move. Isn't this it?"
"It's too small and murky in the fireplace, too. Moo, if you hang in there, you're gonna make it."
There is no such trick as pulling shackles or peeking into a lot of things.
Yuryl, who was tapping the wall to make sure of the sound, too, shakes his neck to the side unfortunately.
"I'm sure it sounds a little strange, but I don't know where..."
Face to face, the three of them think about it.
A child with a bug basket up there hit Thor's foot with momentum.
"It's up to Moo if you get stuck!
A child with a good face and also grabbing out a rash bug.
When I tied the string and let it go, the insect that immediately became free flew around the room.
But there seems to be no particular destination.
I thought I had stopped at the wall restraint and flew to the fireplace, causing me to circle the center of the room at random.
Thanks to you, Moo, who was holding the string, is also taken around all over the room.
By the way, at the end of the day, the child put his hand on his chin and said away to the capsid, who rested his wings by the heavenly side of his head.
"Mm-hmm. Apparently, this one's a meikyu."
"Where do you learn those words?"
"Oh, Tor, look!
Suddenly Sora raises her bounced voice and points to the floor.
Thor, who turned his gaze toward you, also notices the change immediately.
On the dusty floor, Moo passed before he could stay there.
It's just one cobblestone close to the center, and somehow it's still loaded with dust.
The child's footprint continues all the way to the front of the cobblestone, where, once interrupted, he is resurrected again on the other side.
The mystery of unnatural dust turned out as soon as I came closer.
"This isn't dust."
"Yeah, this looks like a stone. Good thinking."
Apparently, only this cobblestone had a dusty pattern on it.
As soon as we get close, we'll know, but there's also an environment called a dim dungeon, which blends in nicely in the distance.
"Hmm, that's suspicious."
"Awkward."
"You're too suspicious"
That's why I asked the three of them to leave, and Tor let me put my feet on cobblestones of different colors.
The moment you step on one foot, the cobblestone sinks slightly and at the same time the floor can temporarily disappear.
Though the place was not at Thor's feet, but at the back wall.
Sola, who happened to be standing there, was caught in a floor collapse -.
"Sola!"
"Well, that's a good one."
Thor exhaled a deep breath of relief at the appearance of the girl who grabbed her by the shackles of the wall and hung out in the universe.
Hurry up and hug.
"Well done now. It's hard."
At that moment, Thor gently turned his arm around its back in surprise at the judgment of the girl who let go of her wand and let her cling to the chain.
Sola, who buried her face on Thor's shoulder, holds it back with all her strength.
"I'm sorry about that. It is at times like this that we should have used < prediction >. It's my fault."
"Yeah, I can't help it now. Uh, Tor's smell. I'm gonna calm down."
The two of them, who were by the stone table, come closer and stroke Sola's back, just like Thor.
"No, I'm surprised. Sola Nee-chan, Daijibu?
"Ugh, that was a great reaction, Mr. Sola. Safe and above all."
A girl who laughed at Yuryl and Moo, but the sight of where she might have fallen on that clap seemed to pop into her eyes.
Immediately, that smile attracts me.
"What, uh. Hey, that's amazing..."
What a miserable view it was peeking through the hole in the floor.
The edge of the expansive space cannot disappear into darkness and see its end.
Looks like a pretty big room.
And it was the appearance of countless monsters roaming the floor that were floating in the pale glow of demonic stone lamps.
Bones on the ground with four legs and walking around with a deafening sound.
From long tails and stretched jaws, apparently a large lizard skeleton.
Even more familiar, the giant evil spirits of dark movers wander around in footsteps they are not even going to.
Tor, who put his neck in the hole and crushed and observed the room directly below, murmured with a shuddered voice.
"You see at least thirty bodies. If it had fallen without preparation, it would have been the end of it for sure."
"Ha, you had a crisis."
"What a spicy trap. Besides, if you're one of those people who knows you've indirectly put your hands down..."
Moo asks in an innocent voice to the three people who think together again.
"Nah, To, are you going to pee here?
Thor, who has often shut up, draws conclusions as he scratches under his chin.
"Right. There's no other way, and it looks like we're gonna have to go here."