It''s been nearly two years since I first stepped into this world, and some things are starting to blur. But there are still a few things I can never forget.


    One of those things is the dungeon.


    Memories carved into my body, rather than my mind, instantly flood back the moment I face that ce.


    Because of that, I can say this for certain: There is no way there’s any smell of blood in the dungeon where Ruel’s puppet waits. How could a dungeon watched over by a noble and meticulous pdin ever reek of decay?


    Ah, damn it. Nothing ever goes ording to n. In a situation where I can’t even properly swing a weapon, this is just one more variable.


    "...What’s going on?"


    "What do you think? Another useless fool found this ce first."


    The condition for entering this ce isn’t to "hold the holiness of the Almighty," but to "breathe the holiness into it."


    The former is something only Faivy and I can do, but thetter is something that can be achieved in many ways.


    Just raiding the Arteia family’s warehouse would be enough to gather countless entry passes.


    So, it wouldn''t be that strange if someone else had discovered this ce.


    Especially when you consider that this is the Holy Land, filled with priests.


    The problem, however, lies elsewhere. The puppet pretending to be Pdin Ruel is far more troublesome than my grandfather.@@novelbin@@


    He wouldn’t stand by watching his home be ruined.


    If someone had caused trouble here, Ruel would have certainly acted to eliminate the intruders.


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