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

Six days after the "Labyrinth of (Obsession)" combatants adorned their glorious debut, Crowe, who had long enjoyed a peaceful day - note. Crowe Perspective - had begun to organize collectibles from the sinking ships that had accumulated in his hoarding, all the opportunities he liked.

"- Hmm? What? Shit."

And it came to pass in the eyes of the crow, that it was like a small sentence (f) box (bucko). I almost remembered why this is happening. When I was fishing for a relatively large sinking vessel, it was the one hooked on [appraisal]. Apparently, the magic of the preservation system was applied, and even though it had sunk under the sea for more than a hundred years, it was not affected in any way, so I brought it back.

"Master, that, what is it?

"There are some signs of magic."

"Demonic props...... would it......?

"Thank you for the hand. The magic of the preservation system seems to hang."

"What's in it? Dear Lord,

'Wait... what? I can't get the lid.... Rye, can't you dive in if there's a gap or something?

Said Rye was exploring if he could get inside through the gap in the lid,

"No, I won't." You can't go in there. '

"Is it hung like a seal?... Well, think about it, do you have that too '

"What if I break it? That's how easy it is for Crowe, right?

Crowe looks at Shanoah with a giraffe and sideways, who makes a statement without a body or lid.

"... Shanoah, I don't know about Spirit values, but if anything happens, I wonder if it's in terms of women's power to rely on power."

- What the hell is that? Isn't that the "Sekhara" one?

Pumping and outraged Shanoah and Crowe looking at it with regrettable eyes. There was a disturbing air...

'Well, well, you two. More than that, don't you care what's in the box?

The two of you are forced to take a look at the accustomed slay and turn your consciousness to the box again.

'... well, you're trying to keep the contents this far. It's not like I don't care.'

'Something... there's a way to open it... isn't there...?

Crow pointed out to Haifa once again quantifies the outside of the box. There are examples of Hakone craftsmanship, and I thought it might be some sort of communication (from) to (from) a trick.

'... there's no such thing as a trick or keyhole. Thanks, it looks like it's locked with some kind of magic. Passwords, fingerprints, magic fluctuations... I don't know what it is, but it looks like you can't open it unless those things match anyway'

If you're so cautious, there might be enough tricks to blow yourself up when you try to force it to open.

"Are you going to blow yourself up?!?

"It's... again..."

"The explosion is romance, isn't it? Master."

… there is one person who made a profound statement about the business,

"Keane, in this case, we're gonna be a party to this, right? Not a bystander. '

'- Right. The flame of the explosion, heh heh heh heh, but it's a blast, and you're blown away'

I'm not fine!

Apparently resistance to fire magic is as cold as it gets. Shanor is outraged,

(... Well, there's such a dangerous sight in the dungeon (here)....... yeah? Dungeons......?

They had some sort of verse in mind, Crowe.

'... what's wrong? Dear Lord,

"Ho ho... this is..."

"I don't know, I don't think so."

'You're not thinking strangely at all, are you?

"Shanoah... I'll ask you later what you think of me..."

When Crowe, who gave Giroli and Shanor a glimpse, hung his hand on the box, this time the lid was removed without any resistance.

"Ho ho... this is..."

"… brilliant……"

"Hey! What the hell did you do!?

'Hmm? We just dungeoned the box, didn't we? I don't care what happens with the authority of the Dungeon Master. "

"Ha!?

Only one Shanoah is making a scene, but the devils had an idea. The hand Crowe used when he switched gold coin gold at the Gertheim Foundry. There was still no Shanor then, so I can't help but be surprised.

"... you can do this with a dungeon master..."

"Yes, it's special, isn't it?

"Whatever your husband's dungeon magic is," break it. "Come on."

"General… Dungeon Master's … may not be included…"

"What is it..."

Crowe was examining the contents of the box as the devils comforted Shanor, who felt strangely tired. From reading some documents, the owner of the sentence (f) box (bucko) was apparently a merchant. It contained deeds of business, deeds of loan, contracts, etc.

but one of them, as a crow, could not be overlooked.

'Hmm... Is this deed still valid?