Unstable Precognition Strikes Again! Instant Kill on Sight!

Rumble—

Amid the violent roar, the ceiling, walls, and floor all shook fiercely.

The witcher and the Sorcerer habitually lowered their heads, keeping dust and gravel from falling into their mouths and eyes.

They rounded a corner.

Along the walls of the secret passage, an entire row of magic lamps lit up one by one with a ghostly blue glow, illuminating a hidden chamber beyond a stone door carved with white roses, laurels, and bluish glowgrass.

Other than a weathered statue whose features had long been eroded beyond recognition, and walls decorated with murals in an ancient elven style, there was nothing in the hidden chamber.

Naturally, there was no secret passage leading outside either.

It seemed they had reached a dead end.

Yet Vilgefortz and Ailin paid it no mind and walked straight in as if nothing were wrong.

"We're almost there..."

Vilgefortz gave a quiet reminder, carefully examined the chamber's layout, then passed the unrecognizable statue and walked toward a blank wall likewise carved with white roses, laurels, and bluish glowgrass.

He studied the wall for a while, then gently tapped it with his index finger.

No one knew what mechanism he had triggered.

Creak, creak~

The entire hidden chamber groaned several times. The blank wall bearing white rose, laurel, and bluish glowgrass patterns split open down the middle, revealing a narrow space.

A faint beam of daylight fell from above into that cramped space, reflecting off a small patch of rippling water at its center.

And almost at the instant the wall opened—

"Help—!"

"Meritellie, have mercy on Your devout believers! Save my little Yuri and Misha..."

"Run! Run! The monsters are com—ah—!"

"Waaah—Mom! Mom—!"

Heart-rending screams, cries, prayers, and shrieks suddenly pierced the witcher's keen senses and burrowed into his ears.

Ailin involuntarily stiffened and