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

Having driven the gold coin prepared by Emen out of his mind, Crowe will continue to consider the "Artifacts of the Adventurer".

'Except for the gold coins... what else happened?

'What else they picked up... oh, you were picking up stones'

"That crystal."

This is also a delicacy in which the Crows have narrowed their wickedness. Beautiful to look at, looks like a gem at first glance, but is actually low in hardness and relatively fragile, or easily soluble in water, requires careful handling. They searched for crystals of such compounds and brought them into the Cave of Disaster. For example, copper sulfate, yellow blood salt, red blood salt, snowflake plaster (alabaster), polycrystalline stone….

It was all beautiful that the poor character of the Dungeon Master seeped out when he saw it, just because of the sharp alignment he had chosen with such restraints as high transparency, bright colors, beautiful crystals, etc.

Kel, what happened when you examined the body? Wasn't it broken?

'That's what... they were carrying it too much, and it was barely hurting. If I was brought back to the royal castle, I was wondering if it was likely to interest the nobles.'

In fact, the crystals that I brought home last time caught the attention of the nobles, and where I ordered the jewelers to polish and process them were easily broken or melted, causing various problems, such as poor craftsmen being held accountable and about to suffer awkward prison worries. Well, this is the same thing happening in Marcus.

'But... I would have let you take it back with you at the time of the previous investigation. There must be some crossings to Marcus. I don't suppose you'll be searching around for sniffles by now?

"Master Crowe, have you forgotten? I thought you chose to deploy all precious stones and gemstones in similar shades. Aim to make it harder for the ignorant to distinguish."

"Ahhh... if I said so, did I?... you let him have something real?

"No, I didn't let the body have it, but at the time of the last investigation, Theodoram must have recovered pieces of garnet and turquoise."

"Is it possible that greed blinds you..."

Crow who thinks Hmm. Sure, it may be possible...

"But... is it enough to name a country and look around?

Unless, for example, a diamond as large as a person's head has been dug out, the precision is a crystal with a large thumb. I don't think a country can raise its bloodpath enough.

'That's all the adventurers recovered themselves… except for gold and iron ore'

"Whether it's gold or iron, it's not particularly pure, is it?

"Yes, gold has a rather small content."

'Suppose... it's still caused by what we "let" the corpse have...'

'Will it... but...'

"Oh, you don't have a verse in mind..."

Never dreaming that the fossils and scales in the leaves of the tree I pressed caused a fuss with Theodrum, Crowe twisted (twisted) his necks all over Kerr.

'Well, shall we consider it for a moment? At first, it's a fossil of leaves, isn't it?

"Yes, that's the" fossil "where Master Crowe said (you said). I didn't even know how to do that until I told you."

'Hmm... is it possible that fossils have sparked interest as unusual... but even so...'

'Yes. I don't think it's as rare as a country cares... do you process it into figurines or something?

"You got a fossil for the leaves? There's nothing more beautiful than a leaf, is there?

'... isn't it...'

Sometimes it is the unknown dungeon master and the dungeon core that we are arguing about, but the discomfort the two felt is not wrong in itself. Had I been able to associate coal from the fossils of the leaves, I would have been good at Theodoram's obsession as well.

"The other one... that's the scale Master Crowe brought to you"

"No, that was my dinner, wasn't it? I just collected a few scales of fish to make them bigger. Why are you making all that noise?

'... isn't it size?

"No... no matter how big it is, it's a scale of fish, right?... you know it's a fish scale, right?

'... what do you think... I've been thinking about the possibility of misunderstanding it as a dragon or some kind of scale...'

'No, it wouldn't be like a reptile scale at all, would it? There's no misunderstanding... should I?

"You mistake me for a monster that swallows a boat whole."

"Can such a big fat ass go through that rock cave? No matter how much, that's how much you'll know. '

'That's right...'

"Besides... if you're looking for fish, you can't figure out that you're banging a wall with a warpic instead of a crane mouth.... Theodrum is also a fish living in a rock?

'No... I've never heard of it...'

Though some (isa) or two (2) surviving subordinates proceeded to negotiate with the pigeon (cum) neck (shu) today, they were unable to reach Theodoram's thoughts in the end.