Dungeons for the Devil, Dungeons for the Core

The Silva Forest Elves have become quite familiar with Crowe for some reason. The noise in Vazari was also conveyed to them, but the elves reacted - no matter what the surprise - differently than the beasts.

"It's a glowing skeleton..."

"Well, isn't that a gentle stool for that spiritualist?

"Right. It looks like there were very few casualties this time."

It is such a comment that Crowe's assessment among the elves can be perceived.

"I'm more concerned about the undead brave."

"Oh, the previous brave man died in the dungeon, but if you try, Lord Spiritualist will have some kind of handcuff in the dungeon."

"Explorer, the Dungeon Master asked me to make a dungeon."

The elves laugh more and more. I can also hear "There's no way ~" but it actually hits about half the time. It was Crowe who designed the dungeon.

One man was trying to figure something out while everyone was bickering. The man named Banza - a man who was about to have a fling with a woman named Erna, who was familiar with her childhood the other day, over a buyout from Crowe - threw a bomb in her strange face.

"Hey, its the brave undead, but you only get it from the dungeon?

"You treat brave men like drops... It means he died in the dungeon, so there's no body anywhere else, right?

"Nah, enough to say contraindication necromancy, so let the spirit or something of the brave man who called it on board another corpse... how is that impossible?

Not much of an idea freezes the face, including the horn.

"That's not true... No, is it possible? If that spiritualist..."

"Calling the soul of the spirit - did I say the spirit descended? - You could have done it. Then..."

"What do you think? Horn."

"I'm not familiar with necromancy... what do you think? Anyway, it's about the spiritual user..."

"You went out of your way to emphasize 'contraindications', didn't you? Then it's no wonder Banza's right..."

The elves are getting less likely to have gotten the undead in a legitimate way because they know Crowe is softening things up.

The trust and appreciation of Crowe was becoming fixed in strange directions.

This is the only story that Crowe, who later heard the conversation at this time from Grandpa via the Spirit, was able to try it (can he possess the invoked Spirit).

The diagonal trust shown by the elves encouraged further growth of the crow and further discarded its own weight.