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

Unfortunately, this is the only village I grew up in.

--And all the villagers were pressing back together.

"I see....."

And the villagers elsewhere had nothing more to pursue.

I know what people in this village have been exposed to, and I don't like what they couldn't do to help. Gradually, I was able to live my life as a person - I'm a little curious if I can say that. There is no need for extra prying.

Not to mention, this village is under a lot of care.... specifically, "basic training for survival".

The special training that Ness started to refine the skills of young Necromancers eventually began to involve young people from Dungeon Village, and even volunteers from neighboring villages, expanding to the size of a small military camp during peasant season.

Nowadays, first-year students are taking backward instruction, and Ness has less direct instruction, but there is no doubt that they are still taking care of the Dungeon Village - and the Dungeon. The old man also waved to his grandchildren, but the people who had received special training in this matter were all steadfast, and there was little leakage about "Dungeon-sama's servant" - Ness and Skeleton Braves - or about the dungeon.

That said, it is a fact that the young people in their village have been given useful training in reality, so they also refrain from rude manners of penetrating the extra mouth (beak) - that is, the situation surrounding the current "Dungeon Village".

"Well... I don't have much to say about that... but I'm stuck here, I'm fine. Well, what about you?

"This is the same... no?... when I say it's changed, it's a bit unusual"

In advance, the man from the next village said,

"You think the Chamber of Commerce is here?

"Hmm. Whatever wheat is not on the market, so I came to talk to them...."

"What is it? Did you feel bad about it?

"No, that's not true. It wasn't particularly abundant, but it was harvested to the same extent as usual, and I bought it at the same price as usual."

"... then... you mean they're reluctant to sell?

Looking at a friend who no longer wanted to pay tribute to the top of the theodrum,

"That's all I could think of... but I don't know why, so the guy from the Chamber of Commerce held his head."

"Hmm...."

A similar conversation took place in various parts of the village of Dungeon, where people from other villages visited the Summer Festival.

"Hmm... you mean the merchants couldn't help but care less?

Cabrat and the ghosts secretly arranged around Dungeon Village were intrigued by the conversation.

"Does Theodrum show you how to sell wheat?"

But... does that country consist of grain exports? If you refrain from selling wheat, it will certainly affect your income.

"More than that... because it's serious... I'm prepared... for something... what do you think...?

What the hell is that? Crow's subordinates, who were lacking in consciousness, twisted their necks together.