You promised to wreak havoc on the dungeon, but instead you've got Dragon Slime!

Why was Miss so enthusiastic when Mr. Ron was initially "ordinary," but now that he has shown such dazzling strength, does Miss act as if it's the end of the world?

Just then, a startled scream, distorted in tone, suddenly came from downstairs!

"Elisa! Look!"

Alyssa was startled. Ignoring the question marks in her mind, she immediately turned around and rushed to the study.

She rushed through the door, and the sight before her stunned her:

All the impressive data and rankings about the heretical prisons on that azure crystal ball were instantly wiped away as if by an invisible hand, leaving only three solitary, enormous characters flashing with a blinding red light—

SOS

"Your Grace, this...this is..."

Alyssa's voice trembled with astonishment; she had never seen a crystal ball emit such a signal.

The smile on Duke Cedric's face had vanished without a trace, replaced by an unprecedented solemnity, his brows furrowed so tightly they could almost crush an insect.

"This is the highest level of 'temporary mandatory ban' signal!"

His voice was low and hoarse.

"'Temporary mandatory ban'? What does that mean?"

Alissa's inner alarm bells were ringing.

Duke Cedric's expression was filled with worry and a hint of uncertainty:

"Simply put... some adventurers have resorted to extreme measures! They believe the dungeon is cheating and have filed for the most severe and riskiest arbitration procedure—the anti-testing mechanism!"

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The Duke explained at an extremely fast pace:

"Upon receiving this message, the Grand Lord will immediately and forcibly seal off the Black Language Cave! At the same time, to prevent any possibility of cheating, the functions of the Lord's Ring and the Designer's Ring will be temporarily frozen!"

"Afterwards, the Grand Lord will convene all other noble lords who are not involved in the matter for an emergency review and vote to decide whether to ultimately approve the Adventurers' Guild's application."

Cedric took a deep breath, his face growing even paler:

"If the vote passes... then the most terrifying part is coming! Our designer and his lord partner will have to personally assemble a team!"

"Under the 'judgment of all' eyes, watching from countless eyes across the adventurer's continent and the underworld, I will personally venture into the dungeon! And I must successfully complete it! Prove it to all adventurers!"

"If we fail... the consequences..."

Cedric didn't finish his sentence.

at this time--

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The dull, yet undeniably powerful knocking shattered the anxiety and fear that filled the study like a heavy hammer!

Alyssa shivered and looked toward the door with suspicion and uncertainty.

Duke Cedric's face turned deathly pale instantly, and his lips trembled slightly.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging emotions, and gestured to Alyssa.

Alyssa composed herself, quickly walked to the door, and forcefully pulled open the heavy door.

Standing outside the door were two imposing high-ranking fire elemental guards, their bodies covered in armor resembling molten lava, wielding halberds wreathed in flames!

Their lava-like pupils swept coldly over the two people in the room. One of them stepped forward and declared in a completely emotionless voice:

"Duke Cedric, Lady Lilith, the dungeon lord, please come with me to the Lords' Council immediately! His Highness the Grand Lord is waiting!"

The sudden turn of events left Duke Cedric no room to breathe!

The instant the fire elemental guard coldly announced his arrival, a terrifying thought struck him like lightning, sending chills down his spine:

0% pass rate!

Moreover, this occurred after the "Reclamation Order" was issued, when top adventurer groups flocked to the area!

In this situation that can be described as a "siege," it can still maintain an ironclad 0%...

The only explanation...

It can only be "cheating"!

What exactly did that designer named Ron do in the Black Language Cave?!

Cedric's heart sank to the bottom.

Damn it! I should have thought of that sooner!

This bizarre success is bound to be accompanied by deadly hidden dangers!

The activation of the anti-testing mechanism is like a sword of Damocles hanging over one's head.

Once a violation is confirmed...

The consequences could be disastrous!

Lilith...the only bloodline left by his deceased wife...

We must never let our daughter fall into this abyss!

The determination to protect Lilith instantly overwhelmed everything!

"Please wait a moment, I will change my clothes immediately and bring my daughter to see the Great Lord!"

Closing the door, blocking the guard's molten yet icy gaze, Cedric practically sprinted upstairs.

He suddenly pushed open Lilith's door.

"Lilith!"

His voice carried an unprecedented urgency and severity.

"Listen carefully! You must memorize every single word I'm about to say!"

Lilith was startled by her father's unusual expression. Before she could react, Cedric's unquestionable voice rang in her ears:

"Remember! All the problems in Black Whisper Caves are the work of the designer, Ron! He arbitrarily added monsters that far exceed the limits of an E-level dungeon!"

“And you—my daughter, Lilith Cedric—know absolutely nothing about this! You've been completely deceived by him! Do you understand?!”

"Father, what exactly happened? Black Language Caves is my property, Ron, he..."

Lilith felt a sense of bewilderment and unease.

Don't ask why!

Cedric interrupted her sharply, pressing his hands firmly on his daughter's thin shoulders, his eyes revealing unconcealed panic and a commanding gaze.

"This is not a discussion! This is an order! You must put all the blame on Ron!"

He had never seen his father show him such a fierce expression.

Under that heavy gaze, Lilith could only nod blankly, mechanically changing her dress like a puppet under her father's anxious eyes.

……

"what?"

Ron frowned, repeatedly rubbing the ring on his finger that represented the authority of the dungeon designer.

An invisible barrier severed his connection with the underground city.

"The ring... is malfunctioning? That's terrible."

Just then, a rapid, muffled knocking sounded on the door, as if announcing something.

Upon opening the door, two fire elemental guards, radiating immense heat, stood outside, exactly the same ones who had gone to find Lilith before.

"Mr. Ron."

The lead guard's voice was completely flat, like lava flowing over rocks.

"The High Lord summons you; please depart with us immediately."

"Summoned? What is it about?"

A sense of foreboding rose in Ron's heart.

"please."

The guard did not answer, but simply stepped aside and made a gesture that left no room for refusal.

Seeing this, Ron could only silently close the door and step into the all-black carriage pulled by lava creatures.

He could feel countless gazes from the Volcano Official Residence focused on him.

The carriage sped along the scorching rocky road toward the volcanic mansion, the heart of power in the underground world.

Ron stepped down from the carriage before the magnificent lava gates of the mansion.

Dozens of elegantly dressed, composed nobles from the underworld had already gathered in the spacious square.

They huddled together in twos and threes, talking in hushed tones, the air thick with a mixture of curiosity, scrutiny, and schadenfreude.

When Ron appeared, all the whispers seemed to pause for a moment.

Those gazes, whether indifferent, inquisitive, or malicious, were like tangible needles, all aimed at him.

He saw Duke Cedric standing not far away, with Earl Martel and Lilith beside him.

“Hey! Your Grace! Earl Martel! Miss Lilith…”

Ron tried to wave hello.

However, Duke Cedric remained expressionless, his cold gaze sweeping elsewhere as if he hadn't seen him at all.

Count Martel also turned his head slightly to avoid his gaze.

Only Lilith's dark red eyes briefly met his.

It was filled with complex and unspeakable worries, guilt... and a trace of struggle.

"Mr. Ron."

A fire elemental guard silently blocked Ron's path, his lava-forged armor radiating suffocating heat.