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

The day after he succeeded in finding Emmen in his hypnotic state and his acquaintance, the scammer's grave, the Crows were questioning the graveyard in question.

"I didn't know it was in Baron Barren's territory."

Speaking of Baron Barren, it was only three years ago that he bought the wrath of the Crow at Cheap (Kador) for his plot to invade the Silva Forest, and was set up to destroy trade in the territory after destroying four hundred squadrons of two leaders… As a result, the Lord of Time was replaced.

Outside the town of Ninvik in its territory was the graveyard of the fraudster in question. Incidentally, Ninvik is one of Baron Baron Baron's premier market towns, as well as a money-back legend that the money earned from A (A) rowing (kogi) merchants (akinas) is returning to its rightful owners at some point.

'Is this the place?

"Heh, no mistake."

In front of the tomb guided by Emmen, when Crowe exercised his necromancy...

'... somehow, but don't feel like you can't buddha because you have a remnant of your heart...'

If there is a body that becomes a possessed witch (more so) and the mind of the person remains, it is possible to revive or undead it with Crowe's necromancy. Goodness - note. Crow's point of view - just appeared as a result of exercising necromancy in a hurry...

"Wow... it's been eight years, Odd."

"... are you Emmen? You, why are you here... no... more than that, I wasn't dead?

There was a slightly hung but elegant looking, slightly grassy (every time) looking good boy there.

"... I mean... I brought you back to life after I died... is that what this is about?

"I'm not wrong about that perception. I revived you, by the way, because I liked the convenience of having you listen to me. I'm not going to give it back to the dust just because I turned down my favor because I just made it materialize at our convenience. I don't mind you judging me as absent. I don't know... until after care."

"Ha..."

While keeping him alive as an undead, he can't hide the bewilderment from the extravagant Necromancer (Crowe) who said he was free to listen to or refuse the favor, and the amazing con man known as Odd - the undead.

"I heard your husband's story because it's good. I'm sure you'll like it."

It seems that Emmen- of, undead - has been handed down one foot at a time, but I also care that it is a strangely confident mouthpiece. It was Odd who decided to just listen to me...

"... and what is it? Your husband is fighting an economic battle against a country (Theodoram), and as part of that, now you're thinking of deceiving and taking the land?

"Bad listening. The testimony itself has a proper legal basis. I'm just claiming my legitimate rights, but I don't have enough people to negotiate, so I just brought you in with Emmen's handout."

Regardless of the legitimacy of the testimony itself, what about it being the Dungeon Master and the Undead claiming their rights? Though the suspicion blurred the back of my brain with chills, it was nothing more than a few teaspoons in front of this big job. Shall we not take part in such a great plan as to defile the last seat of the con man? Odd's guts had already been decided.

"I'll be glad to help."