Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?
Chapter 281 - 217: The Underworld Dungeon is about to welcome new blood_3

Chapter 281: Chapter 217: The Underworld Dungeon is about to welcome new blood_3

Steeran’s face was quite astonished when she received a letter announcing everyone’s imminent arrival and instructing her to arrange food and accommodation.

Months ago when she wrote the letter, she indeed was under the dark influence of her own mind, thinking about scamming people wherever possible, hoping the whole world would come here to be duped.

But upon returning to normal, her sinister psychology dissipated, and moreover...

To her, adventurers were just work, and the Sain Dungeon was her office.

Having other members of the Elf Clan run over here felt akin to your numerous aunts and uncles suddenly showing up for a visit at your workplace.

How mortifying that could be!

Even though she hurriedly replied to the letter trying to stop them, everyone was already halfway here, and there was no convincing them to turn back.

Therefore, Steeran could do nothing but swallow the bitter fruit she had sown.

These days, she gave it some serious thought, concluding that scamming people was indeed too immoral, and in the end, decided to take her clan members into the dungeon for a guided tour once they arrived, choosing a less dangerous route for them to stroll down, treating it as a tourist sightseeing trip, and then hurry them back home after seeing the sights.

But she encountered problems in choosing the route.

Many of her relatives were of advanced age, she couldn’t possibly take them to Fran Fort just to get seasoned with it, right?

If she wanted it to be safe, then they would go to the food district, but that area was too safe; after experiencing it, her family might mock her—"Is this where you suffered so miserably? Were you killed by a yellow-furred mouse or a garlic-headed turtle?"

No, no, such face-losing scenarios were absolutely unacceptable!

Subconsciously, Steeran, still shy like a young girl, cared about her pride.

So, the route needed to be not too hard, but also sufficiently challenging to earn her relatives’ respect for her and her adventuring job.

When it comes down to it, deep inside Steeran still wanted her relatives to suffer a bit, but her conscience held her back.

Just as she was fretting about this, Leon suddenly turned up, saying they had discovered a new area, and in their exploration, they needed a Ranger to join the team for scouting and skirmishing.

"How beautiful, just like the Divine Realm of the Moon God in legends."

This was Steeran’s exclamation upon seeing Lake Lienia under the moonlight.

She almost immediately decided to have her relatives come and experience Lake Lienia!

For this, she needed to do some reconnaissance with Leon and the others first, to avoid getting trapped herself later on.

Imagine, watching your relatives suffer in the Underworld Dungeon, while you continuously save them from dangers and calmly explain how to overcome each trap.

Wow, the sense of self-identification and vanity was brimming in an instance!

"I must get the hang of this area,"

Steeran clenched her fist and swung it slightly, as if to cheer herself on.

Come on, come on, Steeran, you can definitely save face!

The Battle to Save Face, grandly commences!

But then again, isn’t there a possibility...

That her face had already been lost when that letter was sent back to the Elf Forest?

She didn’t want to think about it, definitely didn’t want to.

All in all, the Sain Dungeon, or rather the Val Underworld, is about to welcome a new batch of Spiritual Power Providers.

Elves certainly counted as a rare species; the most commonly seen adventurers were ordinary humans and Dwarves, followed by Half-beastmen, with Pure Beastmen being a rare sight, and Elves even rarer.

They were, so to speak, SR-level purple cards.

"Have the Monsters here been resurrected?"

While Steeran was lost in her thoughts, the team had already returned to the base of the Magic Academy, where Calia Soldiers and the Flame War Car had resurrected, reassembling an impregnable defense line.

"Get ready, everyone, our time for battle has come," Leon drew his Straight Sword, fittingly, his previously acquired Calia Straight Sword.

"We can’t fall behind Professor Gapar now!"

"Charge!"

With extremely energetic shouts, the foot of the mountain was filled with clamorous fighting noises.

Meanwhile, outside the Val Underworld.

Gapar and his companions had successfully found the guards dispatched by Bed City to handle matters here and borrowed a few fast horses from them; after a brief rest, they pressed on non-stop towards Bed City.

"Heh heh, this time it’s my turn to be the ’Strategy Group’."

Laying on the rocking horse’s back, Roger was writing fervently, jotting down everything he saw and heard in Lake Lienia and the Magic Classroom—from the general direction of the map to the number of hairs on a Huishi Mage’s leg, irrelevant or not, all clearly written.

The more words he piled up, the more genuine his intelligence appeared to be, right?

It’s a pity that his Female Fire Dragon, Hathaway, was lying at home, sleeping; otherwise, he could have ridden the dragon back.

At the same time, however, these tidbits of information had already spread wide and far in Bed City.

People in the streets and alleys were all discussing the Magic Classroom and Lake Lienia!