doravg

(This is a dungeon core 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.

Just a quick note: Because of the Winter Sprint Party Event, I will be uploading 3 chapters per day from 18.02.2025 until the 12.03.2025! @ 14:00, 16:00 and 19:00 (+8)! 

With a couple of mass releases thrown in here and there! =)

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

Mordred came as soon as I called him, bless his Boliarin heart. Morty refused to come.

Apparently, he was still angry about the fact that I saddled him with about as many children as one could shake a stick at.

I didn't hold it against him. If Methuselah had placed nymphs inside of the shrubs I dragged to him, I would have been angry as well.

But that was beside the point. I had bigger problems.

"I can't believe you can't even chop a carrot without cutting yourself," sure, we were at war, and I didn't have much time to raise my sons, but Mordred should still be able to do something so basic.

"Well, did you ever show me how?" he was still wrapping his finger in black silk.

I wanted to tell him that he just needed to eat some stew, and his wound would go away, but he seemed to use it to impress the villagers.

I approved. Better humans than Lich, vampires, or zombies.

Chapter 53: That Darn Liar!