The Prison of Henn Gedimidis, Source of Magic! "Beast Roar: Trap Sense" Makes Its Mark!

It was nothing like the peril-filled danger he had once imagined.

What came after the battle was not a rapid succession of fights against Construct Creatures, Cursed Creatures, beasts, ogres, dragonkin, vampires, and the like, but dull, tedious travel.

There were many traps, but they were not placed one after another. Instead, after a pitfall, they would travel through a twisting passage for over a hundred meters, until their minds had nearly relaxed, before encountering another wall of fire.

Yes, over a hundred meters apart.

The underground palace buried beneath the arena was far larger than he had imagined. It was nowhere near as "small" as the area covered by the arena aboveground, nor could it have been built in a short time.

The walls on both sides were also engraved with numerous blurry patterns in styles utterly unlike those of the present age.

With Vilgefortz beside him, accurately eliminating the traps Senne had set, Ailin inevitably grew a little bored. His thoughts unconsciously drifted to the murals on either side and the uniquely styled architectural decorations.

"This place was already here," Vilgefortz reminded Ailin. Noticing his expression while dealing with a trap on the stone stairs ahead, he explained, "Ban Ard Academy was built atop a place of power, and wherever there is a place of power, there will be ancient elven palaces."

"The ancient Mountain Folk believed that places of power were the closest places to the gods."

"Therefore, the people who lived in these palaces were not Mountain Folk nobles, but priests of even higher status."

"Moreover, they believed that the ground was the boundary between life and death, mortals and gods."

"So unlike humans, elven temples were all buried deep underground."

"And in terms of grandeur and design, they could never be smaller than elven palaces