Teucer was accustomed to groping in the dark, and the unexpected sword reinvigorated his heart, and he stumbled upon the fact that the sword could effortlessly cut through the stalagmites on the top of the cave, and even easily split the rubble on the ground, and more importantly, the sword could easily penetrate the cave walls without any wear.

"With such a sharp treasure, I can carve a hole in the weak thickness of the cave and escape without noticing. As long as it is not discovered. Teucer quickly figured out his escape plan, all it took now was time and luck.

Teucer followed the walls of the cave to the deepest part of the cavern. The glowing blue eyes of the rats were the only source of light in the deepest part of the cavern, and his habit of darkness had allowed Teucer's eyes to see his surroundings clearly, and his eyes had become as sharp as the eyes of rats in the dark and foul-smelling cavern where he could not see his fingers.

Traucer crept back and forth between the front of the cavern and the deepest part of the cavern, and he turned roll after roll of rags and scrap wood from the waste heap, and built a simple wooden bed in the inconspicuous corner of the deepest part of the cavern; The rags were knotted to make a simple pillow. Eventually, he brought back the bucket and placed it next to his bed. Everything Teucer did was done between unease and silence.

He gradually learned the schedules and secrets of the Goblins patrolling the cave entrance by observing and hiding, and these gray-skinned creatures would always come to the cave when he felt hungry for the second time, and stay in the cave about 600 times or so. After that, it's the goblins that give Teucer a precious chance to escape, and if you keep the sound down slightly, the squeak of the rats becomes a good aid in masking Teucer's occasional discordant noises.

Teucer sat on a simple 'wooden bed' with his chin propped up, pondering how to find the weak point in the depths of the cavern that connected him to the world outside. The sudden rat that sprang out from his feet finally gave Teucer the answer. The rat had a green leaf twig in its mouth.

"That's right! Rat holes. This rat must have come in from outside the hole, and their rat hole must have shown me the way to dig in the outside world! He slapped his head and jumped up from the improvised 'wooden bed' to chase the mouse that had just sprang out of his feet. The rat soon spotted the man who was chasing him, and he scurried into a small hole in the wall of the cave, and disappeared into the small hole in a puff of smoke.

"This is it!" Teucer whispered to himself, and his heart was even more excited. The rat hole in the cave wall was made of fine sand and soft soil, and the structure here was much looser than the walls of the other parts of the cave.

"From here, you must be able to get out of the cave." Teucer firmly believed in his own judgment, knowing that Teucer was born into a family of miners, and he had already heard a lot about digging holes. "As long as I open the hole from here, roughly along the rat hole, and temporarily hold the hole with wood, I'll be able to get out of this damn place alive! The outside world is calling to me! ”

Teucer muttered to himself as he set about the plan he had just decided. He skillfully stole bundles of wood from the goblin waste pile, and used the sword along the mouse hole to expand the hole of the mouse hole to the size that he could jump into it unharmed, and slowly dug out the "tunnel" with both hands, and then immediately fixed a section of supporting wood in the wall of the tunnel, the sword became his sharp weapon for digging the tunnel, and the work in his hand made him quickly forget the depression in the cave, whenever Teucer estimated that the goblin guards were about to patrol, Teucer kept his ears on the ground, listening for the cavern to sound, waiting until the footsteps and foul language of the goblin patrols faded away, and he returned to his job as a "digger". Teucer now is like a pangolin that travels from mountain to mountain.

The rats no longer go through the tunnel that Teucer is digging, the cunning rats will always have several paths leading here, and although Teucer has destroyed one of their passages, they still have other passages to reach the rat's 'heavenly cave'.

Teucer had almost forgotten the existence of time, and he himself didn't know how long it had taken to dig this way of survival, he only vaguely remembered that he had experienced no less than 15 starvations since he started digging tunnels, had eaten a total of 40 or so rats before, and had experienced at least 7 or more goblin patrols. He had to crawl 20 steps to reach the soft soil at the entrance of the tunnel. Teucer now resembles his deceased miner father, Grima Hovent, except that his father was digging in the pit with a pickaxe, while he was digging with a strange sword.

"Bang blah, blah, blah," was faintly heard in front of the cave. The voice seemed to come from the other side of the tunnel.

A cold current rushed up Tok's back, and this cold current spread down his backbone to the back of his head, completely 'frozen' his whole body, "Impossible, how can there be water here!?" ”

In Teucer's heart, the sound of water is absolutely terrifying to the people digging tunnels, and Teucer can't help but think of the terrifying scene of water seepage in the pit under the Iron Mine Ridge - "Little Tocke, your parents are dead, and the water seeps under the Iron Mine Ridge, and we can't save them." "An old miner, carrying little Teucer from the town of Goodbay, saw the muddy water flowing in the tunnel, and the bodies of his parents were tangled and gradually emerging from the pit. The miners salvaged the bodies of his parents, the swollen bodies whitened from the muddy waters. Such a tragic death will never be forgotten by Teucer. Memories seemed to hit Teucer's mind like the turbulent waves of Teucer's mind.

Teucer patted his head vigorously, then shook his head, his mind quickly calmed down, he listened to the sound of the water, analyzing the possible causes of the sound of the water, he tried not to think about the worst. "No, it must be my crankiness. There can be no undercurrents, no rivers or seepage, otherwise the rat from before would not be stupid enough to run into a dead end. The rats here are already familiar with this cave, and they can't be more familiar with it. Moreover, it has a fresh twig in its mouth. ”

"To tell if this is alive or dead, I'll have to take a closer look at whether this rat hole has branches. Maybe I'm digging in the wrong direction. Gotta check it out soon! Teucer turned his head slightly, carefully touching the entire tunnel he had dug with his hands, and carefully examined it by the occasional light cast from the vine-covered hollow at the top of the cavern.

"Yes, yes! I did dig along the rat path, and beyond the wall of the cave must have been the edge of the riverbed, or at the foot of the mountain. Although Teucer analyzed it like this, he didn't know the bottom of his mind at all.

"My goddess, listen to one of your people, I love the world on the other side of this rat hole, I look forward to the sun and the fragrance of flowers, the world there is majestic mountains and quiet forests." He closed his eyes, and his thoughts seemed to be arguing fiercely, "Oh, Goddess Arcana, you have taken my father and mother out of the mine with water, and today you are going to be so merciless as to take me, a man who has nothing, out of this poor rat hole?" Teucer clenched his hands into fists and folded his thumbs.

"Teucer. Trafigura. The voice in his head seemed to come from his mother.

"Mother, my mother." Teucer trembled and muttered, "Are you here to summon me to the Temple of Arcana?" ”

"Of course not." In Teucer's mind, his mother's face was so blurry, "You have to be strong. ”

"I don't think I'm going to be strong, mother." Teucer's eyes were filled with tears. "I know you must have summoned me in place of the goddess Arcana."

"Goddess!? There are no goddesses here, only your master. I'm lucky to be a pollutant of life. Your will will tell you what you will do, not the female criminal who has been dead for thousands of years. The voice in his head became very hoarse, "I can't make a decision for you yet, but you have to trust my advice, because you belong to me now." ”

"I don't know what you're talking about! Oh, Arcana, what's wrong with me? Teucer held his head in pain, "You, give me back my mother." Teucer's consciousness seemed to let out a silent cry, and the mother in his mind gradually became clear.

"Teucer. Trafigura. It was the voice of Tocque's mother, a thin figure beneath the tattered light brown miner's suit, a loving smile rising into the corners of her mouth, "My child, son of my brave husband, son of Grima Hovent, I want you to live strong!" Keep on the path you think is right and escape from here alive. "The mother in my mind seemed to disappear in an instant.

Teucer kept trembling, and the sword in his hand seemed to feel Teucer's emotions, and he couldn't help but tremble, and Teucer finally made up his mind, even if it was at the risk of being taken away by the god of water. For my own freedom, to be able to see the beautiful mountains and forests. Teucer was willing to gamble, even if the stakes would be his own life. On the other side of the stakes is a "time tunnel" that leads to freedom or death. Teucer knew that if there was a river or waterfall that caused the tunnel to collapse, he would immediately go to meet Arcana with the abominable goblins in the cave. Thoroughly wash this ugly and unclean crypt with water.

Teucer's heart trembled with every sword he chiseled. Teucer's heart was tangled, with an extreme apprehension on one side and a desire for freedom on the other. This time, it seemed that Arcana's scales were finally tilting in favor of Teucer's hopes.

"Ahh Light!!! Teucer narrowed his eyes, but the light outside was not strong, but Toucer's eyes felt unbearably intense. Teucer closed his eyes and retracted his head. It took a long time for Teucer to slowly open his eyes, he could no longer feel the walls of the cave around him in the darkness, but instead there was the unbearable darkness, and the only thing he could see in front of him was the white expanse outside the mouth filled with light, and he knew that it was the entrance to his rebirth. The sound of running water in my ears seemed to be a triumphal movement played exclusively for Teucer.

Teucer patiently waited for the pain in his eyes to ease, and slowly crawled out of the cave: "Ah! It's fresh air, full of fresh grass and fresh air! Mother, mother. Teucer praised, greedily breathing in the clean air. This long-lost taste seems to have said goodbye to Teucer for several eras.