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

The dungeon, which Dabal led us to, was at the southern end of the mountain range called the "Central Corridor of the Gods". It sounds like an abandoned mine that was dug up and abandoned by Dwarves or Gnomes a long time ago, and it's basically a pit strewn endlessly beneath the ground. In the form of vertically dug pits stretching from the vertically dug pits, only pits can be seen from the ground, so the dungeons here are called by the name of the pit, which means pits.

"Some call me by the name of Iferpit. They say Ifel is an ancient word for evil."

Ancient English yfel, I think it was the word on which evil came from. Well, a pit would be fine. There is a sense of unity with words similar to Crevasse.

Crowe, who was leading the way through the pit, immediately felt uncomfortable.

"Davar, isn't that a dungeon around here?

"Yes, the area of the dungeon is a little further"

"Is this the only part of the pit that dungeons? I don't want to.

"Few people have visited this place since it was abandoned, so it's chronically underfed. It's also a magical balance of payments, and it's very much like expanding the realm..."

That's a tough story......

When we reached the back of the pit, there was something like a dungeon core and its guardian and two monsters - two familiar ones. Except for those two heads, there are no big monsters. Whether it's two heads or a core, it feels subtly shoddy from me...

The two Warcraft (Monsters) were bewildered.

Our own husband, completely changed - became undead - and returned. My husband came to guide an unrecognizable young man, but I guess that man is the superior who put my husband under control to observe. Terrible magic.

But that's not the problem. Young men are able to follow a few small creatures - like lizards and slimes. From our warcraft (monsters), there's not enough to pick...

... But why can't you stop trembling? Why are you sucking? Why are we, the monsters, frightened by just small animals?

Feeling unspeakable anxiety, the two Warcraft (Monsters) awaited their master's explanation.

'I mean... are you going to be the new administrator of the dungeon here?

'No... I'm not willing to manage it directly. The direct management will be received by Davar as before. I'm not going to directly manage this dungeon... at least not as it stands, even if I have something to tell Daval.

So, what do I call you?

Yeah? I wasn't thinking...

"... Crowe is fine"

I answered this, but unexpectedly it took me a while to wait from Davar.

'It is disrespectful to call your name as it is. Core is also known as My Lord.'

"Understood, My Lord."

That's a big call... well, okay.

'Now let me tell you about the situation surrounding this dungeon, and what the problem is. Oh, before you do, Dungeon Core, what's your name?

When asked, Core replied that there was no particular name, as he was puzzled.

"Daval may not have been inconvenient with that, but there are already three dungeon cores under my command - four if I add a Christmas City in front of you. I need a name to distinguish each one.... Right, from this dungeon aka Ifelpit, how about at Fell?

Core has conveyed his acceptance with emotion. Well, it's the first time you've had your own name in your life. I've heard of our dungeon cores, but it still seems extraordinary to have their own names.

So, I asked again about the situation surrounding this dungeon...

"Because few humans get lost in the dungeon, the income and expenditure of magic vegetables once were. Were you doing this with the prey that Dungeon Master, Dabal, and two monsters, had hunted from the outside... Is a dungeon such a deficit management everywhere?

'Deficit?... No, I don't think a dungeon with a call is, but a dungeon that isn't, there aren't many that live as carefully as here'

'So cooperation with the Dungeon Master is also of great benefit to us at Dungeon Core'

I didn't know......

'But things have changed a little lately...'

If you ask, an adventurer from his southern neighbor, Theodoram, just started showing up around here.

"I haven't come near the dungeon so far, but I seem to be hunting the mountain beasts in a rather outrageous way"

"An outrageous way of sending?

"Yes, killing all my parents and brothers to win one of my favorite young beasts..."

What do you mean?

"Unforgivable barbarity, but its mouth..."

"... attacked the Subhumans... of the slave hunt... the same as the M.O."

"Did you know? It's probably the Theodoram adventurers who take on the slave hunting escort. '

Gi le ti.

"Well, then this dungeon needs to be reborn into a dungeon to annihilate the scumbags of Theodoram."