As I descend into the underground second floor, a woman whose appearance is in her thirties appears in my line of sight.
Her golden blonde hair and gold eyes which hold no resemblance to Farious and Saphira shine bright in the dim room.
The woman's face which has some slight wrinkles on it has indeed been inherited by Farious and Saphira, which proves that she is indeed their mother.
Farious and Saphira's mother is currently sleeping on the cold ground while a pair of metal cuffs were chained on her hands.
Only one metal cuff was chained on her right leg and the chains at the end of the metal cuff were connected to a metal that was stuck at the ground near the wall.
The air is somewhat damp due to its poor ventilation but since I am a sword, I don't need to breathe oxygen to survive so it doesn't bother me.