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

"... it would be an unmistakable story"

"For once, it's on the back."

In one of the rooms of the Yalta Central Church in the Wang capital Illustria, Bishop Bocca I had received a report from one man. It is one of the belly hearts that sent to neighbouring Theodoram for an investigation during the day that the Kingdom of Theodoram came into contact.

"I didn't know subhuman slaves would be turned into puppets and disposable combatants..."

"If you were a less magical theodrum, you would have been studying it as part of a battle against magic."

The bishop asks the man in his belly to look away.

"Damn...... do you think that's a good idea?

"... to be honest, I don't know. I don't mean to sympathize with the subhumans, but I don't know what you mean by inseparable... it's not a good story."

"So, I guess. It's like necromancy for the living. As a living person, there's no way I can feel better."

The bishop affirms just now. And that view was a brilliant explanation of the disgust the man in his belly was feeling.

"Where does Theodoram intend to use this… puppet (kutsu) against?

"Let's make up our mind. The Kingdom of Illustria."

"... you don't have eyes for us?

"I'm not going to kill all the people. You're not going to worry about it again."

"How would you like it?

"It is foolish to betray the will of the Yalta gods, for example, when humans dispute with each other. Not to mention verbal manipulation of subhumans as human beings. Not allowed rows."

……

"Then again, it is no wonder that our followers are sent to Theodoram. Then it would be best to flush the matter to the point where it should be."

"... because we will inject it into the kingdom?

Here, for the first time, the Patriarch floated.

"No, I'll teach the elves. They will crush each other."