Chapter 82

Sensually placed paint drops on a watercolor-painted cave.

Though they seem randomly splattered, they gradually take shape, finally creating a beautiful landscape painting.

This was the impression I had while looking around inside the cave.

There was no damp feeling, and a mysterious sensation enveloped my entire body.

As if this space alone was in a different dimension.

I wasn't the only one feeling this way; Agartha and the Saint were also looking around with their lips pursed into small circles.

"To think such a beautiful space was hidden in the Gardener's Garden. If that knight didn't have a good eye, we might have missed it."

"Well, the Gardener's Garden itself is vast, and it hasn't been long since Mr. Tanton conquered it, so it's understandable."

As they chatted while walking, I had slightly different thoughts.

Who might have lived in this space...