"Neighbouring envoys are coming...?
"It is, Master Bern. Previously the messenger had been driven away, but he really wanted to see Master Bern..."
A squire in trouble came to Bern after lunch.
If you listen to me, they have a messenger coming from a neighboring country.
Until now, the State of Latta has flagrantly refused to engage with other countries.
It was also the result of a run to preserve Bern so he wouldn't find out he was a demon fox.
The past, which has escaped the public's doubts with various excuses - this time, I guess, will be driven back in the same way.
"He really seems to be saying he wants to see you, but have you heard anything more about him?
"Yes. Looks like it's about the dungeon we talked about earlier. Just like us, our neighbours seemed to be aware of its existence…"
"... shit"
"... Master Bern? Did you say anything...?
"No, it's nothing."
Bern takes a breath to regain his mind.
I just recently got an idea of Aria's address called Distopia.
A neighboring dungeon is also expected to be a place called this distopia.
In that case, neighboring countries were enemies.
"So... what shall we do? It is possible to say no, as before, but I also feel that it would be better to cooperate with our neighbours in a dungeon offensive"
(What should I do? I can say no...... maybe it's time to get tough. Instead, I wonder if I could praise you if I had a meeting with the Demon King to exhaust my neighboring adventurer...)
In Bern's head, the forthcoming developments are paralysed.
Since adventurers are also only pawns to protect themselves from Bern, some sacrifices plan to meditate on their eyes.
Everything was conceived around Aria.
"Okay. I'll see the messenger. I'll be ready in a minute."
"Yes, I did. I'll tell the messenger that too."
The squire leaves the room with his words.
Perhaps the dungeon offense wanted us to cooperate.
Before Bern changed his mind - and he was invisible to his squire.
"Anna, I'm gonna get dressed."
"Yes! Master Bern!
Anna takes a few clothes out of the closet and stands in front of Bern.
From plain eyed to flashy - it was determined by the mood of the day.
If I leave everything to Anna, I now specialize in taking it out because I have experience dressed like a parade.
"What about these clothes!
"... is that a clown? Why do you have that... throw it away when you're done?
"... Yes"
Soggy and depressing Anna.
Apparently, he was confident in this clown-inspired garment.
I was informed that it would be disposed of, and I was taking that fact seriously.
"I don't have much time to be kidding... then I'll make this dress"
That being said, Bern chooses a pure white dress.
Dresses are tougher after you decide what to wear.
Anna desperately remembered the itinerary to put on her dress, while wearing it as she circled around Krückle and Bern.
"Dear Bern, is it okay to meet with the messenger so easily...? If you're a dangerous opponent, I'm worried about Bern…"
"It's okay, Anna. Even if some guy attacked you, you're strong enough to win."
"Really?!? It's Master Boulder Bern!
An admirable gaze pierces Bern's face.
If you're actually about a human adventurer, it's easy to win any rank.
Anna's worries are likely to end because it is also difficult to think that she will be attacked by numbers.
"But if I get pinched, maybe I'll get Anna to help me."
"Yes! I'll take care of it!
Confident, Anna made a small force bubble.
It's a pretty unreliable mountain, but that makes me feel adorable.
When Bern touches Punipni and Likobu a few times, Anna returns to the task of dressing again.
(... ah. if I let him head off to the Devil King dungeon thoughtfully, he might clean it up)
Twenty minutes before all the work was done was Bern thinking about the adventurer he would give in front of Aria all the time.