Dungeon Designer: Bringing Smiles to the World!

Instead of immediately answering Galadun's question, Roger countered, "Do you know where this is?"

"The dungeon, of course..."

Without much experience, Lia blurted out, only to have Horn cover her mouth immediately.

"Ahem, the child is just talking nonsense out of ignorance, please continue."

The Silver-Gray Squad consists of five members.

Captain Galadon is taciturn and rather stubborn.

Assassin Aesop was discriminated against because of his dark elf half-blood identity, which made him taciturn.

Although the elf girl Lia is over a hundred years old, she is only just coming of age among elves, so naturally she doesn't have much experience.

As for the mage Dylan... that guy has a sarcastic mouth. If it weren't for his own strength and the reputation of the SilverAsh Squad, he would probably have been crippled long ago.

Therefore, in reality, the vast majority of external communications for the SilverAsh Squad are handled by Horn.

Having been a member of the Healing Church, Horn was far better at interpersonal relationships than the other four.

Now, Horn wanted to hear what this guy who called himself the Sun Knight had to say.

"This is the Aresa catacombs near the royal city of Rodel, the burial place of the soldiers and heroes who participated in the war that led to the rise of the Golden Dynasty."

At this point, Roger paused, looking at the three with a slightly suspicious gaze: "Why did you come here and disturb the peaceful rest of those soldiers and heroes?"

"Of course, it's for the treasure..."

Horn covered Lia's mouth again, a smile appearing on his face: "We stumbled into this tomb by accident."

"Alright." Roger nodded, not pressing further. "Follow me, I'll take you away from here."

After a moment's hesitation, Leah, Horn, and Galadon finally decided to follow Rogge.

Although they don't yet know whether the other party has good intentions, in this damned, cyclical maze, some variables are much better than going in circles forever.

Following behind Roger, Horn asked the question first, with a tentative mindset.

"What are those royal cities of Rodel and the Golden Dynasty you mentioned earlier?"

"It seems you come from outside the border region, and have even forgotten why you were expelled in the first place..."

"I'm all ears," Horn said with a smile. He wanted to see what the lord of this underground city was really up to.

Roger was naturally aware of Horn's thoughts, but he didn't mind revealing some information to these adventurers.

Rogue firmly believes that a dungeon cannot only have simple elements such as traps, monsters, and rewards; it also needs a sufficiently realistic worldview to give it a soul.

Only in this way will the dungeon become more fascinating, attracting more adventurers who want to explore the truth.

Coincidentally, in addition to being a "master of soul travel" before his transmigration, Rogge had another title: "Soul Scholar." For him, connecting the story of the linking of the fire in the Souls trilogy with the epic of the Golden Tree in the Circle of Law was not difficult.

"A long, long time ago, so long ago that even recording the act itself would be meaningless, a meteor fell into the boundary, which is this world..."

That meteor brought order, and the master of that order—the messenger of supreme will—and of course, the golden tree that reached to the heavens.

"The Golden Tree..."

Upon hearing this, the three fell into thought, as they had seen this word in the item description of the [Heat Stone].

Hot Stone

The relic stone from which the prayer of restoration was performed can consume a small amount of the user's energy, radiating warmth to heal the wounds of nearby life.

Legend has it that in the past, the golden tree was like a warm sun, slowly healing everyone.

"It sounds like the World Tree of the elves..." Horn thought to himself, but his face remained expressionless.

Lia, on the other hand, listened with great interest, while Galadon... well, he remained as taciturn as ever.

"Keep going, keep going." Lia couldn't help but urge Rogge on. Even though she had only heard the beginning, she still wanted to hear about the mythological epic that had just begun.

"The many messengers of the supreme will chose those who could construct and bear the law at the border, and appointed them as gods."

A divine being is someone who is qualified to become a god.

"Wait." This time, Horn suddenly interrupted Roger's story.

"What is the law? Why is it that those who can establish and uphold the law are qualified to become gods?"

Even though he knew he was in an underground city and that what the person in front of him said couldn't be taken seriously, Horn, as a former church member, couldn't help but ask questions.

After all, God is an objective and real being in this world.

"Law is the principle governing the operation of all things in the world." Roger explained calmly, "Just as the sun always rises in the east and sets in the west, all life goes through birth and death, the strong prey on the weak, and the survival of the fittest... These are all laws, and law is a law created by man. In other words, to construct and uphold law is to make the operation of all things in the world follow one's own will."

Upon hearing this, Horn blurted out instinctively, "How is that possible! Even a true god couldn't alter the laws!"

"Just a wild god outside the border," Rogge said dismissively.

Horn clenched his fists, about to say something more, but when he saw Roger's armor, he slowly loosened his grip.

He regretted listening to the guy's nonsense.

Seeing this, Roger continued his narration: "There are many divine beings chosen by the messengers of the supreme will. They can all construct logically consistent laws, allowing the world to operate and continue in a stable manner."

One of these divine beings was the architect of the Golden Law and the founder of the Golden Dynasty; her name was—Marika…”

Just as the story was about to reach its climax, Roger suddenly stopped and drew his Sun Sword from his waist.

Just as the other three were on guard, Roger swung his sword at the stone wall in front of him.

The expected clanging sound of metal and stone did not occur; instead, the hidden wall vanished, revealing the secret passage behind it.

"We've found this place before," Horn reminded him.

Sure enough, after advancing through the secret passage for a while, another teleportation chest appeared before them.

"We've already tried, but using this teleportation chest only takes us back to the starting point."

Rogge shook his head: "Do you know? Death does not exist in the Golden Law, because the god-man Marika's sworn brother, the Black Sword Maricus, stole the concept of 'death' from another god-man and sealed it away."

From then on, there was no more death in the world; instead, it was replaced by the return of the tree.

"Returning to the tree?"

While learning new knowledge, curious little Lia has another question that urgently needs an answer.

"After death, the soul returns to the golden tree, through which these souls are transformed into gentle blessings that shine upon all things in the world."

The grave is the dwelling place for life as it returns to the tree after death.

"So what does all this have to do with how we're going to get out of here?" Horn asked.

Rogge opened the teleportation chest in front of him, speaking as white mist billowed out...