Dungeon Designer: Bringing Smiles to the World!

Soon after, Roger emerged from the tavern feeling refreshed and couldn't help but exclaim with delight.

"As expected, this is what an other world should be like!"

What kind of miserable life did I live in the underground metropolis before?!

Every day, I have to face those weird and chaotic classmates from different races in the academy.

Like a demon who loves taking lava baths, whose every step drips lava.

He looks pitiful, like a girl, but he's actually a male succubus who's bigger than you.

The vampire band, who sleep during the day and play heavy metal music like crazy in their dorm room at night, disturbing the entire building.

There are also the Abominations that reek of corpses, the Skaven that mate indiscriminately, and the Shadow Fiends that like to jump out of the shadows to startle you...

After three years, Roger felt that his nerves had become quite weak.

Just now, although Rogue was in a projection state and couldn't interact physically, it was already quite a sight to behold just watching a group of cat-eared girls dressed as maids walking around.

Having silently memorized the shop's location, Roger, bathed in moonlight, prepared to return to the shop.

This projected body was created by the lich Horak using the 7th-circle spell [Projection], but the existence of the projection is maintained by Rogue's negative emotional energy reserves.

So, to save energy, Rogge wouldn't wander around aimlessly. Besides, it was nighttime, and he needed to send his consciousness back to his main body in the dungeon to see what he had gained that day.

However, they hadn't gone very far yet.

The bustling activity on the street caught Roger's attention.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that a group of pointy-eared elves were escorting a dark elf-mixed girl who also had pointy ears but dark skin.

As for why Rogge could tell the other party was a hybrid, well, any elf on the surface would not leave any survivors when encountering a purebred dark elf.

The dark elf half-blood, with a collar and chains around his neck, was expressionless, his eyes dull.

"The Elf Inspection Team? What did this guy do? How did he get caught by these Grim Reapers?"

The surrounding adventurers were discussing it animatedly.

The Elven Inspection Team is a special, independent force in Leman City, belonging to the Elven Royal Court in the distant Elven Forest. Their sole duty is to hunt down any individual who attempts to overthrow the Elven Royal Court, regardless of their race or identity.

These elves wield immense power; even the lord of Leman City treats them with deference. After all, the Elven Royal Court is the most powerful force in the Order faction, perhaps even the most powerful without exception.

"Hey, who knows? Anyway, these women can't just arrest whoever they want, can they?" The adventurer said this in a low voice, but it still drew cold stares from the elven inspection team.

The adventurer could only duck his head and quickly disappear into the crowd.

But now, Rogue, who had been standing behind the adventurer, was exposed to the elven inspection team.

Roger's heart tightened, and he lowered his head somewhat guiltily.

He didn't know if anyone in the elven inspection team in front of him could see through his projected nature.

Fortunately, the elves didn't pay much attention to Rogue and continued escorting the dark elf half, seemingly heading to the city lord's mansion.

After the little incident ended, Roger, who felt that it had nothing to do with him, shook his head and was about to turn and leave.

As a result, something unexpected happened.

Without any warning, the originally bright moonlight dimmed instantly, and the lights in the shops along the street went out immediately.

The surroundings were plunged into darkness.

"What's going on?"

While the adventurers were still wondering, the elven inspection team had already sounded the alarm.

Sure enough, almost instantly, the anesthetic fog attacked from all directions.

A magician cast a spell to detect poison and disease and immediately exclaimed, "Holy crap! This fog is poisonous! Run!"

At that shout, the adventurers who had gathered to watch the spectacle immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

Amidst the chaotic flow of people, some slender figures dressed in black robes were coming against the current, their robes gleaming with a cold light, clearly indicating that they were up to no good.

[Overgrown with thorns]

The leader, a man in black robes, chanted incantations, and large swathes of thorny brambles broke through the stone bricks, covering the entire street.

In the few places they could find shelter, the men in black robes engaged in fierce battles with the members of the elven inspection team.

Their target was that dark elf half-girl.

"Damn! This really is a fantasy world. You can get caught up in a brawl just walking down the street."

Thinking to himself that he was in a bad mood, Roger, who had no intention of watching the show, quickly made his escape.

Thanks to his current phantom nature, the thorns growing on the ground could not hinder Rogge's steps at all. He passed through all obstacles like a ghost and was about to leave the battlefield.

But often, some things just happen at the last minute.

"Thump!!!"

A loud crash was heard, and a man in black robes was thrown directly next to Rogge, losing consciousness.

The hood fell down, revealing pointed ears and dark skin; he was a purebred dark elf.

In her arms, she was holding the dark elf half-girl who wore a collar around her neck.

"Wow, this sounds like a classic 'the heroine suddenly appears' scenario!"

Rogge kept complaining as he walked, still not wanting to get involved in this inexplicable battle.

Even if he is a dungeon lord belonging to the Chaos faction, he should be on the side of the Dark Elves.

but……

"Don't talk nonsense! I'm a law-abiding citizen! Dark elves? I don't know them, I'm a native of Leman City! A true local!"

Unfortunately, before Rogge could run far, the half-blood girl in the black-robed dark elf's arms struggled to her feet and pounced on Rogge.

The girl's attempt to reach the projector ended in vain; the projection was untouchable.

Rogge assumed the other party considered him an enemy, so he could only remain silent and continue his escape.

But the girl still wouldn't let go of Roger, and would pounce on him every now and then.

As the battle intensified and the moonlight grew brighter, many members of the elf inspection team noticed the situation. Rogue couldn't help but burst into a tirade:

"Hey! Why are you chasing me? I didn't do anything to you, did I?"

Upon hearing this, the dark elf half-girl stopped what she was doing, tilted her head, and said, "You have the scent of Shanghai on you."

Roger, feeling a bit suffocated, couldn't help but retort, "Are you a dog? How can you smell that?"

This is a projection! Not the real thing! How does this guy know I'm from Shanghai?

"Anyway, stop following me!"

After saying that, Roger disregarded the risk of being exposed and plunged headfirst into the wall beside him.

But the dark elf half-girl simply jumped over the wall and caught up with him.

"You must take me away."

The girl persisted in throwing herself at Roger.

"Damn it! Stop following me!"

After a chase, the two quickly escaped the battlefield and returned to the entrance of Rogge's shop.