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

"You guys ha, what is it!?

"" "It's a Uzi worm! Sir!" "

Crowe had his head in his heart at the sight unfolding in front of him. No, I'm certainly myself at the top of the line... I'm not going to deny that... but I wasn't expecting this development. Definitely not.

Among the monitors, Ness in a jersey with a bamboo knife greeted everyone as the ghost coach of the club.... yes, everyone (...).

"That's right! You are a bunch of bugs! We can only crawl around, there are less than bugs! Don't let the enemy miss you!

"" "Jesus! Sir!" "

Oh... you saw it in a movie or something, this sight...

"Dear Dungeons, thank you for giving us a place to train! At least learn to run away from your enemies in order to reward them!

"" "Jesus! Sir!" "

At least don't get me (Dungeon) involved...

After all, when it comes to special training, was it awkward (first) to tell you about the Marine Boot Camp? The Ness one, because it came unexpectedly on me......

"I'm going to half-kill you today, so thank you! You're not going to die in special training! Think the more times you've been half-killed here, the more you can survive in action!

"" "Jesus! Sir!" "

"Run, then! By the way, the one running will be fireball oriented from behind!

"" "Jesus! Sir!" "

Running out under the first order of Ness were the weak Necromancers who first began special training (Sigoki) - the name being Skittle - and the villagers who later began to participate voluntarily. Beginning with earth-wind preparation exercises, we will be carrying baggage and carrying forward, hanging, tree climbing and other basic training, as well as training to avoid Ness' firing fireballs - the skittle was in tears - and menus of swords, daggers, and martial arts to the extent of personal protection.

The villagers who watched with curiosity in the beginning also eventually seemed to understand the meaning and value of this training, with more people wishing to participate. Crowe, who was consulted by Ness, allowed it on the condition that there was no difference in Ness, who was in charge of the instruction... I didn't think it would be such a big place. Nearly thirty trainees (...) have already participated in the training.

Whatever you think, he was suspicious that the number was too high, but if you ask him, he said there would be participation not only from this village, but also from nearby villages. Seeing how Theodoram soldiers behaved against the village of Dungeon, they began to think about defending themselves that the kingdom could no longer be counted on. Given that the village of Dungeon is virtually a hostile force in the Kingdom of Theodoram, it is likely to be a paramilitary training operation.

(But... I never thought this would happen...)

When I first heard that Ness was going to re-tap the skittle, I thought it was something that I would perfectly practice magic on. Looks like that's what the others were thinking...

"Weakness of the body is weakness of the mind!

- Following Ness's enthusiastic suggestion that we should start by raising the bottom of our physical abilities.

"In short, the problem that the young man has is that he is not confident. Experience harsh training here will create pride that I have endured that special training. Whatever, that's not going to do much good, so we need to do some magic and necromancy training, but it's important to give them the pride that they did some harsh training anyway."

"... that's a kind of brainwashing, huh?

"In a way. You could say" education. "

I also understood Crowe's guiding policy that if he survived the special training even slightly off, he would also gain a little confidence, so I taught him how to train U.S. Marines and Special Forces, hoping it would be helpful... Ness, who apparently was a sports club system in an essential part, ate into this. By watching and reading the explanatory notes on the DVD and sharing the image via the reading story, I was able to somehow teach the content of the training and so on.

"Ha... dungeon masters can do a lot of things..."

No, Winn. Maybe, but it doesn't seem like a normal dungeon master job...

"Too late! Too late! You guys, I want to die! Such blunt odor (cursoriness) moves make enemies attack!

"" "Sorry! Sir!" "

"Start over! Don't guzzle me!

"" "Jesus! Sir!" "

"Would you like to join us? Kite."

"You said you were bored, right?

"... don't bother."

"I have endured training this past month. When you first came in, you were bovine worms, but somehow you grew to be about featherworms. If you run into an enemy, at least you'll be able to escape."

"" "The Teacher..." "

"I have nothing more to teach here. And then we can try to drill our moves on our own or with other teachers."

"" "The Teacher..." "

"When you graduate from a training center, you are like my apprentice. Why don't you just go and put some mud on my face?

"" "The Teacher..." "

"Follow the path you believe in. Dismissed!

"" "Jesus! Sir!" "

It was late March when I was still cold in the spring.