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

Emmen was thinking back then.

"Don't worry about the cost. Make something convincing.

This dialogue of Crowe shakes and excites the hearts of the craftsmen who slept deep inside Emmen's soul. For Emmen, who was uncomfortable with how the ancient gold coins of Shard - the gold - were made, which became his last job of his life, the gold coin making job that Crowe gave him was nothing more than an opportunity for revenge. Emmen put all of his hobbies and moves into the job. The result was a substitute that corresponded to the great task of fabricating history.

The first thing Emmen tackled was the inscriptions on the gold coins. Specifically, it spelled "mid" in the ancient letters of the area where the "country of mid" was supposedly located, arranging the letters - while leaving similarities to the original letters - to create an ancient letter that was not real. Because the original letter spells "mid," it can naturally be read as "mid," also deciphering the made ancient letters - with a clue to the similarity to the known ancient letters. Normal gold doesn't do anything so elaborate, but it's a natural idea for Ning to follow the example of the Shard relics created by the Crows. This time, I'm getting the quality of Crowe's direct, thoughtful words. It was also inexorable that Emmen strained.

After devising a design that does not run more skillfully than necessary and that also adds weight to the rustic, it finally enters the actual casting. Here, too, we will deliberately build several shapes with varying degrees of wear, adding more blemishes and dirt to what has been created. In addition to that, Crowe is even using "aging" alchemy. It is also logical for Emmen to say confidently that it is the greatest masterpiece of gold coins ever made.

"... that's how I was able to do this..."

The gold coin placed in front of Crowe was an ancient gold coin that was indisputable from anywhere - it just seemed so. It doesn't have the thin feel that is common in imitation, it makes you feel firmly about the weight of history. It is likely that even the resentment of the deceased country is possessed.

"One generation at a time. Come on."

"Sure..."

Dawn (like this) and Emen with her chest stretched, Dabbal looking up to heaven, Peter holding her head in, Grandpa Sighing... and Crowe with a complex expression while impressed.

The submissive demons are turning an exciting gaze.

"But... if this happens, I'm afraid it's just in case they take something..."

"Heh?"

Crowe replies with a bitter laugh to Emmen with the suspicious look on his face.

"Don't look so unhappy. In the unlikely event that he suspects the true nature of this guy, it is possible that in association with the potato spreading ceremony, the true nature of Shard's ruins will also come to mind. I'm just saying I'm afraid if that happens."

"I said I would..."

'I mean, you just have to keep it from spreading, right?!? Master?'

It was Keane who concluded with all due prestige. Sure, it's not wrong to run all the way to the end than you've done so far. I'm not here...

'Something... I can't turn back. I feel you stepped into a bottomless swamp...'

Crowe looked at the shiatsu emen gold coin, but doubted that the hustle of the Theodoram soldiers would also affect this gold coin - rather than the golden home of the mid. But...

"Hey... Whatever it takes, that's nothing"

and Crowe's concerns were cut and discarded by Emmen.

"Hmm... what makes you think that?

"It's only been five days since Theodoram's guys got the gold, right? I was able to decipher the letters so quickly."

"Today is the sixth day...... can you read it so easily"

"Heh. First of all, it's easy to be told that there was a Mido country in a distant country."

"Yeah? Isn't this the place?

"Different. More north."

"They say there's a country called Morphan."

"So I have to know the ancient characters around here first, because I can't figure out how to decipher them."

"An elaborate imitation... but you knew such ancient letters?

"If you're going to make a fortune for yourself, you have to."

It wasn't easy in any field, and it was an impressive crow who wanted to refine Emmen.