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

”Hey... it was a bit of a ruckus, but... are you okay?”

"Ah? Ahh... I'm sure it was before..."

"It's from the village of Bezin." There was something that bothered me a little bit, so I came to see if...... the plan was decided...... "

The identity of the visitor was a villager from the village of Bezin.

After the grand finale in Bezin village, I noticed that there was a gut village in the direction where the monster (parade) had left, and I spent four days out of the way and came to warn me, but... it seems that it was a little too late.

And... a word leaked by the man who was using it was brewing something.

"... Determination of the draft?"

"What do you mean!?"

"No, no..."

A man surrounded by a sinister gaze reports an incident in the village of Bejin. That is why I came here in the first place.

"What... then, are you the ones who beat those monsters?"

"It's not like that!" Since they disappeared before us, I guess they came here worried! "

You've dug up some crystallizations, haven't you?

"That's not us either!" Originally, the Yalta guru-- "

Yalta?

Rubbing together the responsibilities of each other is shielded by a gentle voice.

- Did you just say Yalta?

"Ah, ah. I told you... what's wrong?"

"No, speaking of Yalta, the pedestrian who came here the other day..."

On the way to the village, you came across the crowe "Hidaru God", and then continued eating with a fine face. Do you remember the frivolous pedestrian of the liver?

That pedestrian came to this village from the town of Naihar, but one of the stories that he brought to the world was that Yalta Catholic Patriarch Bocca I was cursed by "illusion leather".

Going back a little bit... Bocca I caused an allergic rash with Crimson Barn's leather cloak, which was directly spread among the merchants because of its great impact. According to the legend, the Commercial Guild used a magic communication machine to spread the word.

This information was also passed on to the major cities of Islamaphan, and it was only after the pedestrians brought the story to the village of Gat. By the way, this story did not reach the village of Bezin.

And... the reaction of the villagers who heard this story...

"... the cursed lord?"

"Isn't Yalta a sect like that..."

"Those bastards... what did they come up with this time?"

And, with such a condition, an air was created that rubbed all the blame on the Yalta religion. If you want to hold someone accountable, you should feel comfortable holding them to a stranger. Besides, the first Yalta religion seems to be the kind of people who can make them take responsibility for it.

As a result, the infamy of Yalta among Muslims spreads around the villages of Gat and Bezin here... but that's still a little bit ahead of us.

What should be touched here right now.....

"... did you say something?"

”No... it's not me...”

"But... sure..."

"Ah... I heard you laughing"

When everyone who was possessed by anxiety looked around, a laughter could still be heard from nowhere. that's also.....

What, what?

It's not just one or two people laughing, is it?

"What... where did you hear it from...?"

Laughter echoed from all directions. There was no evil sound in it, and it was a laugh from Ning Rokuten, but... no, that's why it sounded ominous.

The laughter that now echoed loftily to the villagers who were anxiously leaning against each other, eventually left in one direction.

What's beyond that is...

"... the village of Ned...?"

"Ahh... I see..."

Even so, they decided to send an urgent envoy to the village of Ned.