Chapter 177: The mana Complexer
Seventh Floor, Dungeon.
*Swish*
Leon, Fruela, and Dusk emerged at the floor’s entrance. Their presence shifted the air in the room as silence settled around them like a heavy veil. The distant echoes of their footsteps rang sharply as they walked inside the room.
Elis and Rees were standing by the throne, as if anticipating their arrival.
"Ah, you’re back, Mr. Leon. I just heard what happened from the dungeon core, are you alright ? Should I bring something to heal injuries if you have sustained any ?" Rees asked, his tone respectful but strained as he turned to face them.
Leon’s eyes narrowed with frustration as he looked at Rees. "We need to increase this dungeon’s security. I want traps. Lethal ones. Stupid thiefs like them shouldn’t be able to just wander into my dungeon.
This is not a public space that you can use as you please."
Rees nodded immediately. "I can understand the feeling. My own dungeon was raided by theifs. I can set up deadly traps. Triggers will ensure anyone who activates them dies on the spot. Would you like me to set them up ?"
Leon gave a curt nod. "Good. Start working on them. Elis—start preparing the aphrodisiac needles I told you about before and the gas chambers as well on the third floor."
"Shall I also consume the swords and metals from the corpses on the first floor, Master ? I can use them to make better needles." Elis asked, her voice neutral, her posture perfect.
"Yes. And clear the corpses while you’re at it, I will bring materials today, so that doors can be added on each floor.