The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

It was much better in the tunnel than the cave, as it was walled on both ends with stark white marbles. The stairs were not overgrown with moss from the damp air inside-if anything, it was completely smooth and clean as if it was never damp here! "It seems that people often used this tunnel," Frank said, putting his foot down before accelerating to an intersection.

"Which one should I take?"

Alda shook her head again. "I only remember what the cave and the tomb looked like. I don't know how to reach the tomb from the cave!"

Frank nodded and stood at the center as he closed his eyes, allowing his hearing to extend further.

Hearing the breeze in each tunnel and judging that the breeze was louder on the left, he decided that it was the right path.

"Whatever. I choose you!"

Still carrying Alda on piggyback, Frank took the left tunnel.

The further he progressed, the narrower the tunnel became. The walls were not tiled with white marble either, and it was natural limestone dripping with cool droplets.

That was when Frank suddenly paused. "Prepare yourself!"

"Huh?!"

not even have time to realize what was happening when they heard an eerie

and she lost

was not the end, as she could see countless shadows suddenly scuttering

flashed her flashlight in that direction... and saw that those were all giant rats! "Argh!!!" she screamed on top of her lungs, as she had never seen anything like

told you to

and kicked the tunnel wall just

volleyed each away, launching them like bullets through the air. Each found a rat, knocking the rats to keep them from getting too close! Alda was left gaping-was

Frank accomplished in medicine, but he was also an accomplished martial artist. He was

rock through the air, clearing the path ahead. He was curious as to why those rats were swarming out

were scrambling for air after being caught in a sealed space for a long time, then Frank's theory that people often used this tunnel

put aside theorizing for

a downward slope that went down

in a chamber, though it was more appropriate to call it a beehive. There were over six levels, and within each level was up to forty

and five feet apart-just enough

the presence of people, the membrane began to shine in an

the tomb