Dungeon Designer: Bringing Smiles to the World!

The teleportation via the [Return to Bone Fragment] was instantaneous; soon, the three who had successfully cleared the [Dorn Dungeon] appeared outside the dungeon gates.

The adventurers watching gasped as they saw the massive shield in Galadon's hand, covered in horrific wounds.

Many of them had witnessed the sturdiness of this great shield; what kind of terrifying attack could have left such marks on it?

Before the joint exploration by the SilverAsh and Ember teams, no adventurer team had ever managed to get through the Tomb Maze, let alone see the final boss, the Divine Beast Warrior, and the Divine Beast Lion Dance.

"Lord Galadon..." an adventurer asked cautiously, "Your exploration... was successful?"

Galadon didn't speak, he just nodded.

Seeing this, the adventurers began to discuss it loudly.

"As expected of the renowned Silver-Grey Squad, I knew their last mishap must have been an accident!"

"I wonder what treasures they got in the dungeon? Sigh, we just don't have that kind of strength or luck."

"What about these two? Survivors who were just cannon fodder? What about the rest of the SilverAsh Squad? Could they all be...?"

Among the adventurers, some offered their congratulations, some were curious, and others noticed Grace and River beside Galadron.

Clearly, Galadron had no intention of answering the adventurers' questions.

River and Grace didn't have any either.

If Elisa or Joel were here, they probably wouldn't hesitate to show off to other adventurers.

"Rumble..."

Just as the adventurers were discussing amongst themselves, and Galadon and his two companions were preparing to leave.

Behind them, the gates of the Dorne Dungeon were slowly closing.

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"Tsk...that's quite an intense fight."

As Rogge licked the ice cream he had created from negative emotional energy, he slowly made his way through the secret passage to the messy BOSS room.

With a gentle shake of the bracelet, the room instantly returned to its original state.

Not only that, the divine beast lion dance, which should have died, reappeared and split into three divine beast warriors.

The divine beast warriors knelt on one knee and bowed their heads to Rogue.

"Now that you have been defeated, it seems the final boss will have to be changed."

Rogge waved his hand to himself, placing the three divine beast warriors in the second level of the tomb maze, replacing the royal ghosts who were originally responsible for guarding the teleportation chests.

The royal ghost who was replaced was naturally placed in the already dangerous first-level prison area.

"Sigh, I haven't even had a few days of rest, and I'll be busy again soon."

With a sigh, after finishing his ice cream in a few bites, Roger began to worry about his next task: how to further renovate, optimize, and expand the already cleared [Dorn Dungeon].

This is a complicated task, and even Rogge needs some time to plan.

"Oh, right."

Just as he was racking his brains, Roger suddenly slapped his forehead and remembered something: "Speaking of which, Corax should be on his way already, right?"

It was getting late in the Katachon wasteland, and there were faint signs of a storm brewing.

As instructed, the dark elf half-girl I just added to my harem yesterday... cough cough, I mean, the one I added as a pet, should be secretly sent to the [Dorn Dungeon] at this time.

"I need to go ask Orfion."

Back in his room, Rogge lay down straight, and his consciousness quickly descended upon his phantom clone far away in Leman City.

The moment he opened his eyes, the servant Ofion greeted him immediately: "My lord."

"Hmm," Roger responded, then asked, "Where's Corax? Is he already on his way?"

"Yes," Orfion nodded, "If nothing unexpected happens..."

"Stop!" Rogge suddenly stopped the servant's words, which startled Ofion, who immediately knelt down tremblingly, wondering if he had said something wrong.

"Ahem." Roger coughed lightly and explained, "Usually when someone says 'barring any unforeseen circumstances,' something unexpected happens very soon afterward, so don't say that in front of me again."

Seeing that Rogge didn't seem angry, Orfion slowly stood up: "Yes, sir."

Then, Ofion routinely reported to Rogge on some noteworthy developments that had occurred in Leman City that day.

The first thing that happened was the attack on the elven inspection team by the dark elf cult from underground, which led to the disappearance of the prisoners being held captive.

In just one day, the matter had become the talk of the town in Leman.

Many adventurers who usually disliked the elven inspectors' overbearing style secretly cheered.

The official organization of Leman City immediately stated after the incident that it would do its utmost to help the Elven Inspection Team find the missing criminal.

In the past few hours, several gray organizations have been uprooted by the Elf Inspection Team.

For a time, similar organizations in Leman City were gripped by fear.

"As long as they can't find our shop, that's fine." Rogue didn't care much. Anyway, Corax was already on his way to the dungeon. If they were so capable, let the elven inspection team come to his place to find people. Then they would also experience the power of the [Dorn Dungeon].

Setting aside the matter of the Elf Inspection Team for the moment, Rog's consciousness quickly returned to his body.

Looking at the somewhat messy room, Roger covered his face and said, "It needs to be tidied up."

Before this, Rogue was the only living person in the entire Dorne dungeon, so he naturally did whatever made him comfortable.

But now that the dungeon is about to welcome a new member, Rogue can no longer be as carefree as before.

"Oh right, we also need to expand the living area."

Looking at the slightly cramped room, Roger used the negative emotional energy stored in his bracelet to quickly expand the small room, which was originally only about 20 square meters, into a living area of ​​about 100 square meters, including a living room, a kitchen, two bathrooms, and two bedrooms.

Although it may seem wasteful, a comfortable environment is necessary for the extremely mentally demanding job of a dungeon lord.

"Single life is gone forever."

Just as Rogge was reflecting on this, outside the Dorne Dungeon, amidst the gradually rising storm, a carriage nearly crashed into the dungeon gate.

"Oh? You're here so soon?"

Roger stared at the surveillance footage with some surprise, and soon saw a figure wrapped up tightly get out of the car.

Although he couldn't see her face clearly, Rog still recognized her as the dark elf half-girl he had given the name "Corax".

"drive!"

After delivering the target to the designated location, the carriage drove away immediately without stopping.

"Rumble..."

The gates to the Dorne Dungeon slowly opened, revealing a deep tunnel.

Standing in front of the gate, Corax paused for a moment, then strode into the tunnel.