It was rather remarkable that such a piece of evidence made its way to me. I supposed given Terra’s love of magical instruments, and Garnet’s long and mysterious history, recording such an event seemed extremely likely if such a device had been available. That said, the device had made it back up into Gram’s passage. Two people who weren’t enemies, but also weren’t friends had to have chosen to take the risk to get it to me.

I understood now why it had my magical signature on it. It had come from two of my slaves. I was pretty certain that the restrictions that allowed someone to view something recorded by someone else was being their master through a slave bond. Of course, even that didn’t stop a dungeon from being able to digest the memories by absorbing the mana. This wasn’t the one that the girls had taken down, but one Gram had created using his dungeon after absorbing the previous one. That also meant I had to trust that Gram was showing me the whole story. If he had cut something out, I’d have no way of knowing.

It seemed like today was a day for trust on everyone’s side.

“This is one of the forgotten pathways down to the Deep. The location was passed on to me by my family before they... ahem.” Garnet explained awkwardly within the recording. “It’ll take about a month to reach the land of my ancestors. I’m not confident we’ll be able to make it there. There are many ancient pathways and they could have collapsed at any point during the years.”RêAd lateSt chapters at novelhall.com Only

“That’s not true... I found a record of one who man made it back. He was insane, muttering about how dark it was before killing himself.”

“Hmm... did you mention that to Master before we left?”

“Of course not! He never would have let us leave if he had known.”

My brow twitched. She was correct about that.