Dungeon Designer: Bringing Smiles to the World!

After trying to close the door, only to have it kicked to pieces by the dark elf half-girl, Roger reluctantly accepted the fact that his shop had gained a new problem.

Clearly, Rogge is now unable to revert his consciousness back to his body to handle the affairs of the dungeon.

He was not comfortable leaving the other person alone without his supervision.

"grown ups."

The pale-skinned servant looked at the girl sitting quietly on the ground and couldn't help but ask, "Is she a slave you bought?"

Yes, slaves.

Despite being prohibited by various powers, the clandestine slave trade on the surface of the world continues unabated.

Of course, there are no elf slaves or anything like that, since elves are known for being fiercely protective of their own.

If even a single elven slave is discovered in a kingdom, the next second, a dozen devastating level 9 spells will rain down on that kingdom's land.

Therefore, most of the slaves on the surface are unfortunate children of dark elf hybrids, a mixture of order and chaos.

"Just do your own thing."

The words were brief, but they sent a shiver down the servant's spine, and he fell silent.

Rogge had no idea how Horak had managed to train this man into this state. Was the old lich some kind of taming master?

Fortunately, the mixed-race girl in the store was relatively quiet and no longer pounced on Roger as before.

Roger finally had time to ask some questions.

……

Perhaps because the battle was too fierce, no elven inspection team or city guards came to demand their return until dawn.

After staying up all night and asking questions, Roger finally figured out the current situation.

The mixed-race girl has no name or surname. She was born in the underground city of Shanghai and has no father or mother since childhood.

Logically, orphans in this situation should be taken in and educated in the orphanage that the Demon King personally ordered to be built a hundred years ago.

But this child was different, because she received the attention of an evil god and was blessed.

Therefore, the girl was secretly sent to the Dark Elf cult, where she received training from a young age.

Without a doubt, the Dark Elves will be scorned by all the surface elves and become part of the Chaos faction. Their education will inevitably involve bloodshed, killing, brainwashing, distortion, and so on.

So, in the end, she chose to escape, to flee the dark elf cult that had raised her, and made her way to the surface.

Unfortunately, the surface world doesn't welcome dark elf hybrids either.

In the end, due to the strong dark elf scent clinging to her body and the blessing from the evil god, the girl was even captured by the elf inspection team.

The previous battle was because the Dark Elf Order wanted to take the girl back.

"As expected, it's a fantasy world; there's no shortage of dark things."

Roger pursed his lips and looked the beautiful, tall mixed-race girl in front of him up and down.

I'm just a law-abiding dungeon lord! Why did I have to get dragged into a battle between two great elven races?!

Now, Rogge faces two choices.

Alternatively, he could use his status as the lord of the dungeon to contact the Dark Elf cult in the underground metropolis and return the girl.

Or, he might have the audacity to take a dark elf cult saintess who has caught the eye of an evil god into his harem... cough cough, I mean, into his companions...

Without a doubt, as a new-era successor to the chaotic underground world, born under the red flag and raised in Shanghai,

Rogge chose...

the latter.

of course!

He wasn't lusting after her body! He simply didn't want to have anything to do with the Dark Elf Cult! Even if he sent the girl back, those Dark Elf lunatics probably wouldn't thank him.

Moreover, Rogge felt that having one more person in the dungeon wasn't necessarily a bad thing, since it would bring more life to the place.

Otherwise, if you spend all day with monsters like Lickers, Skeleton Centipedes, and Twisted Finger Worms, even the Divine Beast Warriors will seem handsome!

"Ofion".

Rogge called out the servant's name.

"I am here, sir."

"At dusk, before the storm arrives, send her to the [Dorn Dungeon]."

"Uh..." The servant named Orfion hesitated for a moment, but in the end he chose to obey the order.

Although Leman City is located on the surface and is the territory of the Order side, it is close to 16 underground cities. The gray and even black industries related to the Chaos side here are like cockroaches that can never be completely eradicated.

It was just a matter of sending a dark elf half-breed to the dungeon right under the noses of the elven inspection team; nothing difficult about it.

Orfion forced himself to comfort himself with this thought.

"Close the shop temporarily today, and don't let anyone find out about her."

After saying this, Rogge was about to return his consciousness to the dungeon's main body.

But after glancing at the girl who was still sitting obediently without moving, Roger slapped his forehead. How could he have made such a decision on his own? He hadn't even asked for her opinion yet.

"I am the lord of the Dungeon of Dorne..."

Before Roger could finish speaking, the girl tilted her head and said, "I want to follow you."

"Cough cough cough."

Roger was somewhat surprised: "Why?"

But the girl stopped talking.

"Alright, in any case, you'll stay here for today and accept his arrangements."

Roger pointed at Orfion, and the girl simply nodded.

"Oh right, we haven't named you yet."

Even after being trained by the Dark Elf Cult for over a decade, the girl still didn't have a name of her own.

"Corax, from this day forward, that will be your name."

"Corax..."

The girl who received the name lowered her head and murmured the name to herself, a glimmer of light flashing in her originally dark purple eyes.

Finally, after explaining everything, Roger found a place to lie down in a room behind the shop, letting his consciousness return to his body.

Instantly, the phantom clone froze, like a puppet on strings.

"call……"

Roughly rubbing his head, Roger got up from the sofa and looked around.

The lifeless underground city stands in stark contrast to the bright and vibrant city of Leman.

Just as Rogge was raising the city lord's bracelet, intending to check yesterday's dungeon loot,

"Beep beep beep..."

The bracelet trembled, and a communication from the lich Horak came through.

"really."

As if he had expected this, Roger connected the communication.

"Corax, not a bad name. Are you planning to take that girl in?"

Holak asked directly.

Orfion is affected by the spell "Dominate Humanity," and everything he sees and hears is transmitted in real time to Horak, the Dominator.

Therefore, the old lich naturally knew everything that had just happened.

"That's right."

Roger nodded, offering no further explanation.

Horak didn't ask any further questions, but forced an ugly smile onto his gaunt face: "Don't worry, I'll take care of things with the dark elves for you."

Thank you.

Rogge responded with a smile.