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(This is a dungeon core harem story!)

Sylvan is a nymph. A nymph who had lived his entire life protected by a barrier. Hiding the fact that his tree was a dungeon.

But now, someone took off the barrier! Tourists are besieging his tree, cutting off branches to use as presents!

He has only one option left before him: he must use the mind-altering mushrooms which he grows near his dungeon tree to stop people from chopping his tree down!

And it just so happens that he knows how to cook with a flare!

Follow him as he feeds those who want to cut off his tree, brainwashes them, and finally levels up his dungeon.

This was not a romance story... but then the kind vampire appeared, and the MC lost his heart.

Update @ 7 p.m.

Dungeon? This Tree? Why Don’t You Join Me for Lunch? (Dungeon Core)

"Why did you keep these?" Nathaniel asked, as he pointed at the washed and drying potato peels.

"Well, we throw too much food away!" I did not want to give away the surprise. I have already prepared the best flour for these bad boys! And… I still had the oil from yesterday's meatballs!

Oh, the soldiers were going to finally come over! Heck, they were going to ask for seconds!

"Look," I told Nathaniel, as I looked into the direction where Desmond had stormed off to. "I didn't mean it like that. I never knew what the Boliari are."

"Don't speak of us like that, Sylvan. You make us seem like monsters. But we aren't. Mobs aren't monsters. They are just dungeons made. But that doesn't mean that we are not created by a higher power," he took out a pendant from around his neck. I could see the sign of Harika on it. "Even the damned have to believe in something."

Chapter 38: Potatoes in heaven