The Entrance Hall

Lula immediately drinks her pill. The previous look of terror suddenly disappear. She takes a deep breath and looks at her subordinate with a smile. "Thank Nature we did it."

"How many [Proficient Points] you guys get?" Niva begins opening his Slate, no one can see it except him. Revealing his initial point of [163/200] rises up to [185/200]. 15 points left until he levels up to tier 3 [Mandolinist]. This tier allows Niva to access magical songs using the enchanted mandolin in addition to vocals from the previous tier.

"Not much. Still a long way for me to get up to the next tier." Lynel briefly opens and closes his slate. Not interested to look at the details. Seems fitting for mid tier like him. The [Proficient Points] he has earned from the cockatrice is merely a speck of what he needed to level up.

"Same for me. A long way still," sighs Lula. She then pours one of her potions into Shervo's mouth. Healing her compfreund albeit not full health.

Lynel comes forward after sitting on the dirt road catching his breath. He uses his dagger to pry open the red glowy eyes of cockatrice. It is known to be highly sought in the Hunter's market. Usually used by the [Doctor] or [Poisoner] pathline to make a breakthrough for a higher level concoction.

The eyeballs are put in one of the empty potion jars leaving the cockatrice eye hole hollow. "I'll cut the head and hide it near here. In case some hunter wanted to steal it from us."

Niva does not refuse the offers that the offensive class can come up to. He understands that they cannot continue their journey by bringing a cockatrice head that is a meter in diameter and weighs almost 10 kilograms. A big liability for the journey inside the Seismic Whispers.

After Lynel hides it, the pair of eyeballs are then given to Niva.

"Everyone set?" Niva looks at the three teammates behind him. They are all nods in unison.

The transparent barrier has gone when touched by their hand simultaneously. The dark path in front of them lights up with bright brown orangish light. The source is coming from the ground. It is similar to cracks but these cracks form an intricate pattern. Looks almost impossible to form naturally. It is pleasing to the eye.

The first area looks like a rectangle tunnel that is large enough to fit ten people in its cross section. The wind that passes through is able to give a sensation of breeze. It also gives them some strange tingly sensation. Some said that this is The Nature's essence that is abundant in the air.

Going inside a dungeon without the permit of the adventurer team is strictly forbidden. 5 years in the kingdom's prison is the minimum sentence and up to 10 years of prison up to the number of members that the illegal expedition involved. But they are all bound to be convicted anyway from the discussion with Yerni.

The bright side is that they can do whatever they want in the dungeon. No more that they should follow the group or enter the battle according to the Adventurer's Guild procedure. The dungeon is their playground now.

"The first part or you can say, the tunnel is not the dangerous part as there are no enemies to be found here," jokes Lynel as he walks backward so that he can talk to us. He is somewhat impersonating Niva's servant in mannerism alone, but obviously not in appearance wise.

"Watch your step nel. Or you will fall with your pants going down," giggles Lula. That sentence caught Niva off guard. It is refreshing that she becomes more playful when knowing Lynel is a Foxtren.

But his smile cannot sustain for long. There is something bothering him …

"I wanted to ask you all something. Do you guys know about the void?" Niva's serious question influences the atmosphere. Lynel no longer jokes around and Lula looks at Niva sharply.

"What's with that question? It is the job for Abyss Devourer, it might be for you two in the future. Seeing that both of you have a compfreund and I don't." Lynel cannot read the situation at all.

Only one organization that uses compfreund extensively and that is The Abyss Devourer. A person with no compfreund cannot hoping to join the ranks even if the individual is the strongest person that can move mountains.

The organization is filled with valiant warriors that defended Terra when the void permeated through the ground in the Scorching Flame Era known as The Protector. They left their worth, title, and nobility for the eternal battle. For the glory of the realm.

Niva exhales loudly. "I am just trying to find my father. He might be 'down' there."

"Maybe just wait for him to come home. The Abyss Devourer often allows The Protector to come to the surface for a month in two years." consoled Lula.

Niva looks at Lula and just nods. Not wanting to keep this useless conversation as they don't know anything about what they are talking about. First of all his father is not an Abyss Devourer protector and second, he hasn't come back in 10 years.

His father suddenly vanished and left a note. '10,23853; 4,77711; 0; 18,2,954'. He keeps it in a tiny canister that he uses as a necklace. With 0% progress of knowing what is the meaning behind them.

Lynel suddenly stops. He is now standing right in front of a massive hall with a large pillar in the middle. The pillar itself seems to be the main attraction. As it has an intricate pattern that is somewhat similar to prestigious porcelain that his parents usually have. Other than that the hall looks bizarrely empty. There are dozens of tiny caves all over the wall.

"The goal is to get to the cave entrance over there." Points Lynel to one of the cave entrances over on the opposite side of the hall.

The problem is there are 12 caves on that side and the one he points to are the one that is 20 feet in above the ground level.