Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?

As dusk approached, everything came to an end.

The monsters remaining within the Royal City were completely cleared, including those members of the Light Eagle Group who had been beastified.

Some soldiers and nobles of the Royal Palace were also tragically beastified. A few were controlled, but most perished violently.

Troops should be quickly dispatched to capture the remaining members of the Light Eagle Group still in the camp, but the current people cannot spare any energy.

How many residents of the city died at the hands of the monsters is currently immeasurable.

It is foreseeable that in the coming days, people will spend their time counting the casualties and rebuilding.

For the Royal City of a country, Eliphas' actions were an unprecedented desecration and insult. Today is destined to become a deep bone-visible scar in the kingdom's history.

However, sorting out the historical significance is something scholars should do.

Today, the survivors must continue to strive to welcome tomorrow.

"Is it finally over..."

Princess Serine looked up at the sky, which presented a very special spectacle at this moment.

The golden skyline caused by Hero Elsa still remained on the horizon, dazzling and eye-catching. Just looking at it made people feel hopeful, while the sunset arrived as usual, with the thin night and the red sunset reflecting each other. Together with the skyline, they formed three magical colors.

If the skyline were not there, it would be an ordinary evening just like usual, as if Eliphas' turmoil had never happened. To the world, whether Eliphas appeared or not, whether the Royal City collapsed or survived seemed like no big deal, unable to affect the rotation of all things.

"Rustle..."

It seemed there was some movement behind her, and Serine turned her weary body to look.

She saw the Dragon Hunting Long Spear that saved her from Eliphas' hand was slowly dissipating, turning into bits of starlight scattered under the night sky.

Holding tightly onto the Lion Ring, she couldn't understand why Ornstein's weapon suddenly appeared here to save her life. This sort of thing shouldn't happen outside of a dungeon.

But does she need to think through the logic at this time?

The hero she admired suddenly appeared to save her, a joyous occasion that would usually make her shout for joy all day. She dared to say even Dal, who revered the Fran Undead Team as much as she admired Ornstein, had never received such treatment of being saved by the Undead Team.

Serine bowed deeply in the direction where the Dragon Hunting Long Spear completely disappeared.

Then, her gaze transformed from a star-chasing girl into a princess's demeanor, rallying the remaining soldiers to finalize the cleanup on the battlefield.

From now on, she would have to start doing real work.

At some collapsed place on Founding Square, the exhausted Leon was resting against a piece of rubble that fell off a collapsed platform.

In this battle concerning human life, he could say he gave his all. His magic power had been completely exhausted, the Reverse Sword was broken, and the Ring Knight Straight Sword was in a state that without repair light powder, it would be scrapped. His left arm was broken in the chaos, and he had no magic power for self-healing.

"I'm so tired. I really want to rest by the bonfire..."

As he let out a long sigh, a group of people cheered enthusiastically in the distance, accompanied by the howls of giant wolves. Without needing to see, he knew it was the Fran Guards celebrating victory.

He seemed to hear Maru mixed in there howling twice... Oh well, as long as she's happy.

Gapar, after dealing with all the giant monsters on the square, left here to clear out the monsters attacking the citizens inside the city, probably resting after killing all the monsters.

"Ah, here you are. I've been looking for you everywhere. Here, my aunt's specially made healing potion, full of plant essence."

With a basket full of healing potions, Steeran came to Leon, helping him treat his wounds. She was part of the second batch of adventurers from Bed City, missing the most intense part of the battle. However, her hand shooting a torrent of arrows with her Left Bow was impressive.

At this time, she was with the physicians and priests, running across the battlefield to heal the wounded.

Under the command of Vienma and Turci, the Magic Professors, the magicians turned into an all-purpose rescue team. Besides treating various injuries, they also took responsibility for temporarily isolating dangerous buildings and other tasks, truly bricks that could move to where they were needed, which seemed to be the earliest real application of magic.

Not long after, adventurers like Luluwo and Fingerley, who were involved in the Sain Dungeon by Eliphas, appeared. After nervously asking about the battle situation and learning about the victory, the adventurers burst into cheers. Fingerley showed a complex expression, seemingly relieved yet not, and walked alone towards outside the city.

The remaining people, under the princess's command, hastily cleaned up the battlefield, initially chaotic but quickly becoming orderly.

"So here you are."

In a corner of Founding Square, Luluwo showed a helpless smile, finding a girl who avoided the crowd.

Elsa looked at Luluwo with dead fish eyes that showed after her emotions were spent, nodding after two minutes.

Luluwo sighed, "You're the big hero this time. How can you hide here? Meeting people could help recover your mood."

As she spoke, she attempted to carry Elsa on her back, but the greatsword Elsa was holding was so heavy that it nearly caused Luluwo to fall.

"..."

Luluwo placed her hands on her hips, glaring at Elsa, who finally, seemingly pressured by Luluwo's gaze, stood up and silently followed behind her.

"Look, look, it's her!" Elsa was immediately recognized as she walked into the crowded area.

"She's the Hero, right? I heard Eliphas calling her that."

"Who else could defeat such a Monster besides the Hero? And look at this young girl's eyes, they're so determined and brave, filled with the righteousness only a Hero possesses!"

Luluwo had never seen someone exaggerate dead eyes like this before.

"But, I saw her in the Light Eagle Group, she's the Captain of the Light Eagle Group, isn't she? Why would the Hero be in a Mercenary Group?"

"Well...who cares, maybe the Hero is secretly undercover!"

People seemed to find the perfect correct answer in their self-talk and someone, excited, wanted to gather everyone to lift Elsa up high as an expression of their infinite admiration for the Hero.

However, the plan was scrapped as Elsa refused to let go of her heavy greatsword.

The Royal City didn't sleep the whole night, as people hurried to deal with the aftermath of the turmoil.

At midnight, Minister Oro and General Gulimanpo, who had previously been confused but now recovered, led the army with the guard from surrounding cities to encircle the Light Eagle Group camp and arrest all the mercenaries.

Some mercenaries were indeed innocent, but there was no choice; their Captain did such things, naturally implicating them in a stint of prison time. At least until the truth was fully out, they couldn't regain their freedom.

"Something escaped."

General Gulimanpo kicked open Eliphas's residence, feeling a distinct Demon Clan aura separate from Eliphas.

"Can we catch up?" Minister Oro asked.

General Gulimanpo looked far away along the Demon Clan's aura, frowning tightly: "It's been running for a while, tough."

Meanwhile, the Demon Clan elder, Dorian, was running across the wasteland, clutching his eyes tightly, with bloody tears flowing from the gaps between his fingers.

"Ah! Yah! Hey!"

He ran while shouting frantically as if he had lost his mind, with more agony in his cries.

"I know, I know, I know what Lord Onora is searching for!"

Before coming here, Onora gave Dorian an exclusive task to gather information on the usage of the Abnormal Fallen Demon Egg, providing some special modifications for this.

In short, when the Abnormal Fallen Demon Egg was used, Dorian could actively capture the user's vision, feelings, and other information within a short time, carefully recording these data to report to Onora as his task.

When Elsa struck him to the ground with one sword, he played dead and escaped the disaster, and at that time, Elsa was also rushing back to the Royal City, not paying much attention to him.

After confirming Elsa's departure, Dorian sensed that Eliphas had used the Abnormal Fallen Demon Egg, excitedly sharing the other's senses, wanting to gather data and return to the Great Demon City as soon as possible to enjoy wealth and glory.

Then what did he see?

Yellow fire, black mud, red plague.

After seeing one round, Dorian's mind fell into chaos directly, he rushed out of the Light Eagle Group and ran aimlessly on the wasteland, trying to alleviate the mental torment.

It was at this time that he suddenly recalled overhearing Onora's instructions to a message-carrying Demon Clan.

That is to find the Abyss, preferably to bring back some!

Now Dorian was very sure, the thing he saw that looked like black mud was the Abyss, he remembered Onora's instructions!

He couldn't run anymore, he had to find a way to take something related to the Abyss back!

If he could successfully bring the Abyss back, he would enjoy endless wealth and glory for the rest of his life, he would marry ten wives with long tentacles then!

Just as he was contemplating crazily how to take action, he suddenly muttered to himself:

"But... why do I feel that the yellow flame looks much more exhilarating than the Abyss? I, I want that!"

For some reason, he suddenly felt a bit disdainful towards Onora,

thinking that the other didn't know the real treasure.

"Get some Mad Fire, get some Mad Fire, get some Mad Fire—"

Several days later, the reconstruction work in the Royal City was bustling with Minister Oro's personal supervision, advancing quickly.

Today, Princess Serine gathered a group of officials to discuss something that had long been overdue.

"How to utilize Sain Dungeon to cure the King's illness?"

This topic could be understood as:

"Isn't it time to send the King into Sain Dungeon?"