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

When Sly asked me that day, I was worried about the composition of Odrant's dungeon - or test site. A dungeon, or there's just a whole lot of fields right now... but what's planted is the problem. It's a new species of plant monster, and the unmonstered sugar cane is spreading (shaky) - not in numbers, but in quantities.

"Master, what are you going to do with the Shrek dungeon?

'Yeah? I've made plenty of threats advantageous, and for the time being, why don't we just stay that way? It's a poison-specific dungeon over there, so you don't even like to try to break in like that, do you?

"But the other day at the Battle of Odrant, Theodoram suffered damage that he couldn't ignore. Especially since demon stones are difficult to obtain in this country, I was wondering if I could come up with the cheap idea of replenishing them with Shrek monsters. Let's have a map of when it was an iron mine, even more... '

Hmmm...... You also make sense of what Slay says...

"There's a chance the royal family will hit something, should I think about it that way"

That said...... That's a poison-specific dungeon over there, and monsters are limited to being poisonous or poison resistant... I use mine pits as they are, so if I dig or expand them around (and), I can collapse... let's make a collapse trap...

'In the meantime, shall we strengthen the Ghosts? Then...'

In a room within the Royal Castle of Theodoram, lined with leading aristocrats involved in the affairs of the state, the king had received a report from the Secretary of Commerce.

"Mmmm... all the wheat or even salt..."

"Yes, silly merchants from other countries will not try to listen to you no matter how safe you explain this one is. Those who try to buy it happen to be all those who take a deal in denomination that is not talked about..."

"The only thing that leaked the story about Arsenic Frost was the hatred."

"Yi, where the hell did it come from..."

"But hasn't the harm of arsenic frost actually been confirmed? Didn't you also explain that to the two countries, Voldavan and Molvania?

"Yes, but now it seems that the dungeon that Shrek was made of is cursed and poisoned... I wonder if the curse and poison will spread all around him..."

"Stupid...... If that were the case, there would be visible damage to the disease… even if you say so."

"Yes, it doesn't make sense for any of us."

It's an abominable dungeon.

"Those who descend seem to call it" the abandoned pit of venom. "

When he sees the king in a wheeled and grumpy mood, the Lord of Ordnance cuts out hesitantly.

"... Your Majesty, it is that dungeon..."

"You got something?

"The demonic stones as munitions have been persecuted (hiccups) over the disappearance of the two earlier battalions. I was wondering if I could get something out of the dungeon..."

It was the Secretary of Commerce who reacted to Sir Munitions' proposal. Through the movement of commercial activity in the country, he was in a position to become acquainted with the situation around Shrek.

"Stupid. That place is full of poison, and you can even get close? Sir, do you know that?

"But on the contrary, if we do something about the poison (...), then we can do something about it (...)?

If I can "figure it out," I can "figure it out. It can only be dismissed as a statement by those responsible for the practice of internal affairs, but at this time the Lord of the Army - and the other nobles of State - were so emotionally caught up.

In the meantime, it was the King who reacted to Sir Munitions' remarks.

"Sir Zilka, is it also an arithmetic that can be 'somehow'?

An ordnance nobleman, known as Sir Zilka, turns his sight and his gaze to the military secretary. He snorts gently and the military secretary takes over the conversation.

"I am afraid of you. Recently, someone from the development headquarters came with something that would face anti-poisoning. If you wear this, you can at least prevent poison from being taken into your body by breathing."

"It actually works or there's no certainty, is there?

"That's... yes. Unfortunately."

An ordnance nobleman, called Sir Zilka here, speaks as he has earned his hope...

"How about using adventurers?"

"Stupid. We'll be cute with them. I don't think I'll take it."

...... The Commercial Secretary kicks my ass.

But here another nobleman speaks Bosoli.

"The criminal slaves who fled Shrek's mines last year must have been captured. What do you want them to try?

In response to that statement, the King will issue a judgment.

"All right, let's do that. Send in criminal slaves equipped with anti-virus surfaces after letting them have a communications machine by Demon Stone. Those who are not spared to throw it away at any rate. If we know anything about the dungeon, we can take it back."

"Yi."

As the nobles of the state bow their heads in alignment, the king who tried to leave the room looks back and adds instructions.

"It's sold. It's about salt, but keep it year after year after year after year of mining. If arsenic frost (yes) is not harmful in the future, it is unlikely to contaminate as much as it was dug in the old days. Whether you consume domestically or sell to another country, the more reassuring it is, the more valuable it is."

butt the lowly aristocrats, this time the king left the room behind.