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

The noise in Barren and Vazari - both Asian Exclusionist towns - was also heard here in the town of Elgin, but the reactions of the inhabitants were still calm.

Those who saw that the fools who fought a so-called (unspoken) quarrel with the subhumans were - whether they were human or subhuman - making up the majority of them. Instead, because of the less harm done to the general population, more humans might have thought that the subhumans had done much less.

But the reaction of the elves and beasts of the day - other than the Silva forest and the village of Edra - was not necessarily the same as that of the humans.

"Wow, Kunz, you've been swallowing with a lot of clockwork."

"Haig or a big favor. Unlike you, the nature of thinking."

The beast man, called Haig, pulled his chair from the empty table, and this, called Kunz, also sat in front of the beast man.

"Let me guess what you're thinking, the husband of" The Depressed Giver. "It must be one thing in Vazari."

"There's nothing else we can talk about so far."

A man named Kunz doesn't even seem funny - because these places are called "depressed (fuzzy) givers (yah)" - but he vacated a jock.

"No. (CHUCKLES) Hey. So? What don't you like?

"Who's the mastermind? What's the purpose of that? What's in it for us?

"Oh, man, it's hard to think about. I don't know who it is, but I saw the tyranny of the humans and they just added a little bit to us, that's all right."

Discarded in an easygoing manner, a man named Haig tilted the jock a little bit to enjoy the grunt.

"Just a little bit, huh?

"Oh, 'cause Baron Barren's private soldiers seem to have been hit a lot, but this one looks like a non-brave (let's) man got hurt (injured) at best, and the Inch Church just blew up, right? Isn't that a lot of whispering to Barren?

"Well, can you even look at it that way..."

Kunz vacates a newly poured jock of ale, just like he did earlier.

"... but I'm not comfortable knowing who they are or why. I don't even know if they're elves or humans or demons in the first place."

"... the only line is the same beast man as us?

"It's a skeleton dragon with a sacred heart for the brave undead. It wouldn't be the kind of technique that a less magical beast man could use. When it comes to necromancy, it can't be used by beasts first."

The beasts of this world, whose physical abilities are the best, are relatively low in magic even to humans, and very few can use magic. In addition, beasts are as sensitive to death (injury) as elves, and have a disgust rooted in instinct for acts such as using the Necromancer. Kunz couldn't think of any such thing as having an animal man who had mended his necromancy.

"That's the thing, but an elf I know said something funny. Well, it's not like necromancy."

"What!?

Stunning Kuntz, but a human man - seemingly an adventurer from the very beginning - approached the two talking beside him.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt, but I heard a dialogue."

That's what the new guy says and sits down beside the two of them.

"Why, Baldock?"

"Is Baldock obsessed with this too?

"I'm not sympathetic to the people in Vazari, but apart from that, I'm interested. So? Has Haig heard anything like that?

"Like I said, it's from the elves. I don't know where it originally came from, but it seems to be a fairly widespread story among elves. That's what I'm talking about."

Here, the man called "Neng Tian" Haeg cut the words with a lonely look at the jock that had become sky (from).

"... he's cute. There you go."

A man named Baldock looked sinister and let Haig slip the jock he had - one of the two things he hasn't even spoken about yet, apparently for a replacement.

"Don't hesitate to get laid. So, let's keep talking, is that summoning or golem magic?"

"" Ha!?

The two voices overlap beautifully. Looking at the two stunned faces, Haig continued.

"It's a special summoning ghost summons or something, so I thought it was that undead who called the dead and let them ride on to whether it was a corpse or a golem. The skeleton dragon is easier, and I'm just saying, didn't you just make a golem in that shape? They're undead in the first place, and they're not supposed to confirm it."

"... If so, that skeleton dragon can also explain how holy you are...?

"There's talk of that among the elves."

"... but the purpose of the mastermind is still unknown. The options that could be considered as who you are in your story have expanded further...... If, in the unlikely event, the mastermind was thinking something good, we might get caught up in it too..."

Seeing Kunz thinking in a difficult face again, the two men looked at each other.

But there were never few of the subhumans who thought the same thing as Kunz.