Dungeons for the Devil, Dungeons for the Core (Book Version Title: A Different World Dungeon Made with the Devil)

In the afternoon following the grand finale of the nightlife in Bezin Village, there were pedestrians walking from the town of Naihar towards Gat Village.

Just about half a day away from Gut Village, I sat down in the shade of a tree to have lunch, and baked bread, or something like a hard biscuit, was taken out, and I ate it......

(... what?)

Suddenly, my body became heavy... or I was stunned that my strength was relaxed and I couldn't move. It is a state of golden bondage as it is commonly called.

The hard-baked bread falls from the hands of a merchant who can't move his chin or tongue and cannot speak out. I wondered if the bread was rolling there, and for some reason, it was rolling around, and eventually disappeared into the ground like a scratch... and I turned it to the tide and returned to the merchant's body freely.

It was a merchant with the feeling that it was rare to be caught by a fox, but if anything was done, there was no need to panic, so I took out new bread and continued eating. Strangely, he was a gallant merchant, but this time he didn't have to be tied up in gold, so he finished his meal peacefully and safely.

Eventually, the pedestrian who arrived in Gat village told the villagers about the incident during the day. Everyone who heard it was wondering, but in the end, there were also people who died of starvation nearby, and their souls might have gone astray.

― ― The commotion in Bezin village has not yet reached Gat village.



”Hmm... a strangely gallant man... is that what a pedestrian is?”

It was Crowe's impression of the pedestrian who restarted the meal after the golden bondage.

No... I wonder if there are many people with large liver over there.

Peter, who was also watching the situation through the monitor, denied it.

--You already know.

This was also the work of the crows.

It was constructed with reference to the legend of the god Nagami who remained in Japan...... The identity of the "golden bondage" is a colorless and odorless muscle relaxant made by the gate flag Arom, and it was only made to smell in the form of a mist. The hard-baked bread was simply filled with earth magic, but since it was magic used by the earth spirits rather than humans, it was swallowed up in the ground quickly and smoothly as if it had been scratched away. To the extent that the word "earth magic" does not come to my mind.

It didn't seem like much of a fuss... but if you're going to go to Gut Village like this, can you spread the story there...?

It's going to cause a commotion in that village, so why don't we get involved and talk about it?

I hope that's convenient for you.



In the evening of the same day, this is a villager from Gut Village who came to fish in the river in a creek on the outskirts of the village.

Well, well, when I tried to get a satisfactory fruit, I went home.

Leave me alone...

"--what is it?"

The villagers looked around anxiously when they heard a voice echoing from the bottom of the ground.... but there's no sign of anyone around, I'm the only one here.... no, I was supposed to be alone. And yet...

Leave me ~

As usual, the man holds the fish cage firmly, as he defies the voice he heard clearly this time. It is a fruit obtained by sticking for half a day. Can I leave it behind?

I grabbed the man's ankle, trying to get home in a hurry, and something cold grabbed me.

"Huh!?"

The one who dropped his eyes frightened was the "water hand" that was grabbing his ankle.

"---Ye gamma♭ gamma gamma gamma gamma"

The man threw the horny fruit from the fish basket, and the man threw it out at a glance.