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

I crushed the Baron's army for once, but he seems to be a cockroach kind of nobleman, so if I leave him alone, he will come back to life and do something extra. Let's just follow suit here and keep the fucking baron on the run.

And so I came to the town of Barren. For once, it seems to be the baron's territorial capital. I've aligned this trip with a skinck unit led by Keane, the Fire Wizard. The journey to this point is flying magic. I arrived in Barren within that day. No, it's convenient, this.

So, what are we going to do this time? Master. "

"Oh, I'm sorry, but I'd like to ask you for a somewhat dangerous assignment this time."

After seeing the Second Squadron of the Lords play a fancy game against each other, you can use this, right? I thought so. What we're after is terrorist activity. Anyway, this town is a bunch of fucking barons and lots of trustees, followers of Yalta, who were able to take the lead (Sakibo) in subhuman persecution and slave hunting. No sympathy, no consideration.

That said, rather than actual damage, the main purpose is to incite (ahhh) distrust of the baron, the lord. The elves had already looked into the target. Two fucking merchants who sold extra luxury goods to the fucking baron and caused financial oppression, a fucking church who sold a talisman and a dowry to turn the elf crusade on, one slave merchant who came to this town for the elves, and a fucking baron of fate.

'The only purpose this time is to make a scene. So arson late at night to increase the panic-induced effect. The aim is to cause more noise than the damage caused by burning, so wake them up everywhere because they don't mind a small fire (boya). But be careful not to be noticed that you are the killers. If they suspect Skink is the killer, they'll kill a lot of bad, irrelevant Skinks.'

If you're just going to start a small fire, you don't need a big fire. You can sow a small spark where there is something that burns easily. Where there is no shadow, vigilance should be weak.

"In order to maximize the confusion, the decision shall be taken almost simultaneously. If I say it in a nutshell, start it all at once."

Ever since I infiltrated the town of Barren, I've been searching for the right place to set fire here and there, but I couldn't help but sneak into the wooden walls, wooden walls, warehouses, etc. where one lizard would sneak in.

"Keane does the fucking baron with me. I need you to look me in the eye a little bit."

I've come to the Lords' Palace, and there's nothing alert about this abalone nobleman?

Shortly after the noise in Silva's woods, no sentry has even been erected in front of the mansion. Are you arrogant or stupid...... oh, no, you have an example talisman on the door. You seriously believe it's spiritual, this.

'... Keane, you look dumber than I thought, so I don't mess around and dungeon the Lordship Hall all at once and break in. You can kill him like that, but I don't know who's going to be sitting in the cauldron. It's more convenient for us to be a shitty but easy-to-handle fool than the one with the little wisdom around poorly. Anyway, if I dungeon it, I'll put the people inside to sleep. outside the lord's room and then appropriately set fire to escape. Don't delay your escape, as soon as you get out, we'll undungeon you for evidence.'

'Yes, master. I'll do my best!

"Um, well, let's start dungeoning!

There was some half-heartedness as to whether it would work, but it was successfully dungeoned and broke into the interior. The lord's room and then set fire to the carpet and grain barn on the stairs to make sure the fire wasn't out and escape. Sleep magic is also removed when the dungeon is removed, which is no longer required. The journey takes about five minutes. At the end of what I was going to do, I sent word to the other skinks waiting to execute the operation.

Our late-night terrorism ended in great success. The following is a story I heard later.

The fire that burned up the stairs of the Lordship Hall extended well, and the cereal barn burned down wheat for the current year, besides a dust explosion, fueling the anxiety of nearby residents. The fucking baron kept sleeping unaware until the explosion broke out of the shadow, and when he woke up, he couldn't escape in the sea of fire outside the door, he jumped out the window and broke his leg bone.

Skinks that went to the fucking church were blind to where people were and set fire to the interior of the wooden chapel. You know exactly what the operation's all about, this guy. He didn't set fire to the outside of the chapel so that he would be late to notice, but he also set fire to the floor just in case, so he burned it down without catching up.

The two men who attacked your merchant's mansion both set fire to the barn, but not only did they set fire around the barn and all over the road from the mansion to the barn. Because of this, I couldn't get close to the warehouse to extinguish the fire, and it seems to have burned down beautifully.

It was the one who went to the slave traders who did the unscrupulous. What a climb up the inn wall and sneak into the slave merchant's room upstairs, they lit the futon and came home. He laughed that he didn't notice unexpectedly. Oh, although the slave trader himself suffered a burn (burn), he was able to jump out the window and escape, just like the lord. I didn't seem to break my leg this way.

The whole town is fussing because of the simultaneous fire. Half-panic guards collided with the residents because they pulled nearby residents from one end, and even your usual resentful merchant seemed terrible in the face of the dodgy fire scene thieves and assaults. In the inn where the slave trader was staying, the horses frightened by the fire escaped and the noise expanded, and the guests who panicked were also injured and damaged by the fire scene dro. To the surviving slave trader, the inn demands payment by alleging a fire due to the unending nature of the fire. Slave traders who don't remember themselves resist, but they say they have a strong formula that makes them pay off because it's certain that the source of the fire is the slave trader's room. You know it's arson and you're charging it, so the innkeeper side is vicious, too.

It's a little heartbreaking that the damage has been done to the residents, but the residents of this town are Yaltan followers and have been able to take on a single stick of subhuman persecution ever since. Let's get the debt paid over here. I'm still saving up my debts.

Okay, next.