What I was thinking was the "Dungeon Transformation" skill that I also used when bringing Christmas City over here. It would be worth a try to see if we could move the dungeon a little further from the bottom of the aisle.

... To conclude, I was able to transfer it without any problems. I switched spaces with no force (from us), so I don't think digging the original position is causing discontinuity in the layers of soil... I wouldn't have to worry about that much.

"... Your Excellency (My Lord) 's Dungeon Magic is truly a breakthrough..."

'... it would be convenient...'

I wonder if you would call it a factory that combines experimental sites - test sites. Or is it a laboratory? - This means that it operates as a soundproofing and odorproofing, followed by measures against magic leakage. It's underground and there's no entrance, so ventilation is essential. Therefore, sound and odor protection and magic leakage control are all the more important. Fine work like a vent that takes cover-ups and disguises into account is not suitable for my dungeon magic. Let the family of the earthly wizard do their best here. When I asked him to, Winn and Slay strained him.... Looks like these two are enough.

When I entrusted the two of us with detailed work, adding hierarchies, adding dungeons, or splitting rooms - or setting up rooms - Winn contacted me.

"Lord, please come for a moment."

Is something wrong?

When I rushed to Winns, it was there...

'... burnt wood?

"Yes. Mixed with that. Something seedy."

... right.

'This is probably that one. That's Trent's wreckage that he was crusaded. Seeds may still be alive...'

"Huh? 'Cause I heard it was over a hundred years ago, right?

'You won't be surprised, Winn. In my world, two thousand years ago, the seeds of Haas have sprouted. "

Want to see if I can come back to life later......

A new hierarchy will be set up and the existing space will be expanded to create several spacious rooms. Experimental facilities require adequate space for future equipment additions.

"At the moment... there's nothing... space"

"Even if it seems useless now, it'll be a hassle to build more later."

"If you were a master, wouldn't you be able to do it all the time?

"... it's troublesome to do it all the time."

One of the rooms will be reserved for storage of soldiers and Wyburn's corpses, their equipment, supplies such as food, and large weapons, including carriages and tanks, acquired in the recent interdiction battle, respectively.

"You still have quite a few bodies of soldiers left."

"Four thousand people, anyway..."

'I handed it out to dungeons everywhere, and I also handed it out to the monsters in the pit...'

"And Wyburn's body... is it still there?"

"I gave the pit monsters something that was chiseled or badly damaged by machine guns to strengthen them... but they still have more than thirty heads left."

"Pitt's monsters, you looked like you had something on your face..."

"It was roughly… per head… ten soldiers and… half of Wyburn… dividends…"

"You have to eat too much."

As a matter of fact, the monsters who were blown away by the irrational dancing - monsters - were not the crows who cared about the subtleties. The family members were also completely poisoned by Crow's flush at some point.

"The dungeon cores were surprisingly snacks, too."

You said there was a limit to the amount you could absorb at once.

"But a hundred people... I don't think I should be forced to do it anymore."

"Yes, because being forced to eat doesn't taste good"

"Is this where you make distilled liquor?"

"Oh, pot stills still have just enough room to increase"

"Dear Lord, what is that?

'It's a hauling trolley... you want a ride?

When I got my kids on the trolley and pushed them, I was happy with the sound of the noise. These places are childish, aren't they?

"That was funny."

'... but do you carry it by hand?

"Yes, a corpse, huh?

'Oh, that's right. corner, so why don't we just let the undead do it'

An undead makes booze...... I also think it smells like something... but I guess it's actually a good idea. First, the key beer yeast comes from the undead. Incidentally, from the grown beer yeast - collected and stored without discarding - the descendants of the undead yeast seem to have become normal yeast treatments because at some point the explanation "undead" disappeared. I shall not think deeply about this matter.

"Well... there are too many corpses. Think about it."

'Is this... where you make ale?

'We call it beer or Via in our world... Wynn, no taste'

"Ugh... Found..."

"... I'll give you a good taste of the next one to make, so give up the booze"

'Now... what... are you going to build...?

"Oh, I'm wondering if it's sugar."