How come there are succubi in this dungeon?

Chapter 21 Who set me up?

North City, Succubus Tavern.

Although it is a newly built tavern, the Succubus Tavern is surprisingly popular, and in just a few days it has become the number one tavern in North City.

The reasons are twofold: firstly, the tavern's construction is truly grand, and secondly, the tavern's staff are all succubi drawn from the North Dungeon.

Most of them were individuals, simply employed by the owner as tavern staff.

Thirdly, the quality of the wine here is excellent. Even a man who knows nothing about wine will understand after a few drinks that the quality of the wine here is far superior to the inferior malt wines in other taverns.

Finally, the tavern will sell daily wines brewed by the succubus herself.

Adventurers can also pay to witness this sacred ceremony.

Although there is a succubus tavern in the North Dungeon.

However, taverns don't have that atmosphere during the day.

At night, the lights flickered and swayed, the aroma of wine filled the air, and adventurers strolled arm in arm, chatting and laughing, creating a unique atmosphere.

As night fell, the tavern, which had been deserted during the day, was soon filled with adventurers from all over the world, sitting at tables of all sizes.

Orcs, dwarves, elves, humans—any race except demons can be found here.

"Undine, are you sure about the Enchanted Soul thing?"

In a small private room on the third floor of the Succubus Tavern, five tall elves gathered together. Each of them was dazzlingly beautiful, perfectly matching the stereotypical image of elves as beautiful.

However, one of the girls, named Undine, seemed somewhat out of place in terms of her demeanor and expression.

She took out a longbow engraved with strange patterns, her face filled with a fanatical infatuation.

"Of course it's true. My longbow is enchanted with a soul, and I can severely injure a level 30+ monster with just one arrow."

"Furthermore, I've heard that the Ston family among humans attempted to reforge enchanted weapons and discovered that as long as the original form remains unchanged, the enchantment will still exist!"

"However, the enchanting ability will be weakened, and it will completely disappear after a maximum of three forgings. I wonder if there's any way to remedy this..."

"That strong!?"

An elf carefully examined Undine's longbow: "It looks like an ordinary Tier 2 weapon."

"Enough talk. Since you don't believe me, let's go outside and find some goblins to test our arrows!"

Undine couldn't bear to see her beloved bow being looked down upon, so she suddenly stood up and led her sisters out of the city.

There are scattered monsters on the outskirts of each city. The city guards will clean them up regularly, and any that are missed will be killed by passing adventurers.

Previously, monsters could be found as far as twenty miles outside North City, but recently, too many adventurers have come to North City, and the monsters' habitat has been pushed back to more than fifty miles away.

Undine and the other elves ran for hours before finally spotting a lone goblin in the distance in the forest.

"Watch closely!"

Undine raised her longbow, and a loud bang was heard. The arrow blasted a path a hundred meters long through the forest, and the goblin was shredded by the gale.

Her four elven sisters stared in disbelief and immediately surrounded Undine, each wanting to be the first to handle the longbow.

At that moment, their intuitions activated, sensing that someone was approaching them, with a clear target.

"Help!"

A male servant wearing a flying eagle pinned to his chest burst into their view and cried out for help.

His clothes were tattered, and his left hand hung limply at his side, covered in blood.

【see through】.

As a veteran adventurer with twenty years of experience, Undine is extremely vigilant and prioritizes checking the creature's level.

[Bio Level: 32]

Only 32? Undine was relieved. In this state, her opponent couldn't even block one of her arrows. As long as she didn't get close, she was invincible.

The enchanted longbow's power amplification is based on the total amount of magic power injected into the arrow. Undine tested it and found that she could shoot an arrow with about 300% of her total magic power using only one-tenth of her total magic power.

Going any higher, the cost-effectiveness of enchantment amplification becomes somewhat low, and her weapon can't withstand it either.

"Are you alright? Are you being chased by monsters?"

The elven sisters of Undine were not adventurers; they were naive and inexperienced. When they saw someone injured like this and asked them for help, their kind nature as elves made them think less about it.

"Yes, Warcraft, there's a level 36 goblin leader behind me!"

The servant, his face filled with terror, stumbled and ran toward Undine and the others.

Undine instinctively sensed something was wrong. Monsters above level 30 should have been dealt with by the city guards, and how could a servant of the Ston family be so far away outside the city?

"Don't come any closer."

Undine drew back the bowstring, and a chilling magic materialized into a solid wind elemental arrow on the bowstring.

"Stand still and wait for that goblin to come, then I'll shoot it with an arrow."

The servant, his face grim, didn't stop, pleading with a pained expression, "Please, believe me, your level isn't high enough to kill a level 36 goblin leader..."

"Undine, wouldn't it be better to have him come over?"

Undine's companions felt a little sorry for her; having grown up in the Elf Forest, they had a very weak sense of danger.

Undine looked somewhat helplessly away from the manservant, wanting to explain something to the elves.

The next moment, a loud bang came from under the feet of the male servant who had been staggering. He exerted his strength in an instant, shattering the ground, and rushed over like a cannonball.

Undine instinctively raised her alarm. Without thinking or even aiming, she released the arrow based on her instincts.

The moment the arrow left the bowstring, a small storm arose, carrying a roar like an angry dragon, and crashed towards the servant's face.

The servant's pupils dilated in shock. He never expected that a level 25 elf could shoot such an arrow. He only had time to adjust his body in mid-air and dared not take the arrow head-on.

"what!"

His right arm was severed by the gale, and his left arm was also injured and completely broken. Both his hands were useless, and his eyes were filled with despair.

"I'm not reconciled..." The servant fell like a dead dog, rolling several times on the ground, blood splattering everywhere. His internal organs had been torn into pieces by Undine's arrows, and he was about to die.

He couldn't understand it. He was doing a good job as an undercover agent, so how did he get discovered?

Halfway through the escape, he tried to get close enough to take an elf hostage, but the elf was also acting strangely.

"Why, why? Who set me up?!"

The servant muttered to himself in frustration, thrashed about on the ground a few times, and then his heart stopped beating weakly.