Arianne's arm strength is astonishing, not at all like that of a teenager.

Lorne had no resistance left.

At this moment, he felt so weak, pitiful, and helpless, and couldn't understand the current situation at all.

And so, he was dragged by this strange Miss Saint to the deepest part of the Dungeon.

Which happened to be his bedroom.

This room was half-buried by collapsed boulders, with a broken cupboard and a wooden bed in the corner, and no other furniture.

"So, this is your bedroom?... This should be the deepest room, there's no mistake. Hmm, it's more spacious than I imagined." Arianne looked around with interest, then took a step towards Lorne's bed and sat down slowly.

The bed creaked.

"Time to get serious. Stop standing there daydreaming, come over!" she commanded.

Lorne shivered.

What exactly does she mean by "get serious"... Could it be what she called "training" just now?

Already? She looks so young, is she even an adult?... Such a young age, yet so ferocious?

Will she grow up?!

Lorne glanced at Helena and Aze, who were peeking through the door frame, and frowned: "Miss Saint, are you sure? My zombies and skeletons are watching..."

"Let them watch. I don't care. Come here and take off your clothes!" Arianne replied without hesitation.

"I care, though! I didn't expect you to be into such extreme... stuff," Lorne said, with a black line on his face, "What are you even talking about?"

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Arianne tilted her head in confusion.

"Fine, you don't have to take off your clothes now. But let me tell you in advance, standing there is dangerous. Don't blame me if you get hit by stones later... Oh, right, even if you die, you can still resurrect," Arianne said, turning to look at the boulders at the other end of the room, her expression suddenly becoming serious.

Slowly raising her hand, her violet eyes shining brightly.

A strong wind rose, blowing her long hair.

The boulders that buried half of the room began to emit a faint light one by one, pushed by some invisible force, slowly rising into the air. They collided with each other, shattered, and bounced in all directions!

Lorne was shocked and quickly lay down on the ground, protecting his head. Stones kept hitting him, but luckily, they were not too large to cause serious injury.

This... is what she meant by "getting serious"?

Hmm, it seems I misunderstood earlier.

After a few minutes, everything returned to calm.

"Alright, get up. I've cleared the 'altar'." Arianne said happily.

"Altar?"

With confusion, Lorne stood up. Only then did he see, at the other end of the room, where the boulders were originally buried, there was something...

A hexagonal stone platform made of black marble.

Its surface was engraved with complex patterns, consisting of multiple circles and triangles nested together, with a middle emblem resembling an eye. Around the entire pattern were unfamiliar characters that Lorne didn't recognize.

This altar looked ancient, solemn, and exuded a sinister aura.

Lorne had been living in this room for half a year and had no idea about this!

"What... What is this used for?" Lorne looked at Arianne in astonishment, various questions lingering in his mind.

Why does this Miss Saint know about its existence? It seems like she knows more about this Dungeon than I, the lord of the castle, do?

...

Arianne remained seated on the bed, legs crossed, gently swinging her feet like a pendulum:

"I've already told you, Lorne, I will teach you various knowledge and skills.

"Your Dungeon is not simple, it contains special powers. And as the lord of the castle, you are naturally not simple... But that explanation is a bit complicated and will take a lot of time.

"So, let's not worry about all that for now. Anyway, now you need to reach out and touch that altar!"Touch the altar?

Lorne furrowed his brows, hesitating. He wasn't sure if this was a good idea because this so-called "altar" seemed a bit creepy.

At that moment, Helena and Aze, who had been watching from outside, also walked over, curiously observing the black stone platform.

"Crack, crack, crack!"

Aze said in a trembling voice, "It's a curse, I smell the scent of a curse!"

"Curse you, you scaredy-cat." Helena rolled her eyes and teased, "Stop being so timid all the time, it's embarrassing for us undead... But on the other hand, I can feel an extraordinary power emanating from it."

That's right.

Lorne felt it too.

The more he looked at the altar, the more drawn he was to it. It was as if someone was whispering enchantments to him, urging him to come closer, to touch it...

"Seriously, how long are you going to dilly-dally?"

Arianne couldn't wait any longer. She took a few steps forward and grabbed Lorne's right hand, forcefully pressing it onto the altar.

...

In that instant.

The eye on the surface of the altar suddenly burst into red light!

Lorne was shocked. He found that his right hand was somehow bound to the stone surface by some force, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it.

At the same time, a violent wave of energy spread in all directions, forcing Helena and Aze to retreat!

"Lord of the City!" "Crack, crack, crack!"

Both of them exclaimed in surprise.

Meanwhile, Arianne remained unmoved, her palm still tightly pressed against the back of Lorne's hand without letting go. She raised an eyebrow with interest.

"Oh? It seems to be going quite smoothly... It's responding to you."

Smoothly? Responding?

What was she talking about?

Lorne's mind was in chaos, completely unaware of the current situation. His right hand felt as if it was soldered to the altar, completely immovable. Some blood-red light poured out from between his fingers and spread in all directions!

Then, a semi-transparent System interface suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Lines of text flashed one after another:

"Identity information verified, registration process about to commence...

"Username: Lorne. Confirmed.

"Confirming Dungeon binding status...

"Dungeon number #7531. Not yet named."

"User registration complete, 'Dungeon Construction System' fully activated!"

Lorne was dumbfounded.

...Damn, is this considered registration?

It's been half a year, this damn System has been nagging me about "registration, registration" all the time. I've always been wondering about it. You said I should register, so why didn't you even give me a link?

It turns out, it's been in my bedroom all along!

Waiting for me?

But, who could have expected that the altar was buried so securely!

At this moment, Lorne's expression was quite complicated.

The dark red light gradually dissipated, and the power that had been binding Lorne's hand also disappeared. He pulled back his right hand, feeling a bit dazed for a moment.

"Well, I didn't deceive you, did I?"

Arianne said with a smile, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes.

"Now, you should have obtained the 'power'."