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

It is unusual for a plain and decisive Warlord to summarize what he said in an unstoppable tone, as follows:

First of all, it was last month that a distant magic tool in Nicolam was found to be defective. A request for replacement was made immediately, but the prototype of the new phone was brought in from the development headquarters at the exact time. As I liked it, I decided to entrust it to the practical exam, but it took a while for me to wait here from the Central Operations.

As an operation headquarters, I do not want to use the communications network, which is essential for directing and controlling the units under my command, for testing prototypes that may be suspicious of working properly. If the prototype is broken at a critical time, it may trigger the exile in some cases. As a test for prototypes, we want you to deploy conventional products that guarantee reliability first.

It is the development headquarters that has trouble with this request. The request from Operations is reasonable, but it's convenient for us. Speaking of which, parts and materials such as magic stones were used up for the development of a new telephone, and there was no room to create new conventional products. Assuming that it can be accommodated at the request of Operations, it is necessary to remove the parts by taking apart the prototype assembled at the corner. As a development headquarters, that is unacceptable.

The troubled development headquarters persuaded the operations headquarters to explain the situation and convince them with a prototype... After all, the development headquarters is a habitual criminal who sends a rare invention that is difficult to use. I don't want you to imitate me any more as a labor force that's just been wiped away. In short, this is a project that also involves national defense. It is not possible to withdraw the demand for conventional products.

... but I didn't understand the plight of the development headquarters, so I asked the top management to accommodate Magic Stones and other parts under my own name... but this was overtaken by the Munitions Control Bureau, the organization under the control of Sir Munitions.

Much of the munitions here and here, headed by Magic Stones, are in a situation of coercion, and cannot be supplied to Nicolam alone in double - prototypes and conventional products. If that is the case, I would like you to issue a formal request based on the proper procedures in the name of the respective Director-General. I need you to do it on the other side. None of this can be done by a bureaucrat in the Bureau of Control.

This response was also reasonable, so the Director of Development and the Director of Operations moved to resolve the situation....

"... at that stage, I was asked if I should deploy magic equipment to the cave garrison."

The garrison was not equipped with magic equipment because the emergence of the "Rock of Disaster" occurred suddenly. I rushed to the feeling of taking something away with a sword, so I couldn't prepare magic tools.

After that, the troops were reinforced after they collapsed, and the magic equipment was prepared and fell off the heads of everyone involved. That was the problem at this time.

"... it was then that the Operations team realized. There's no phone in the garrison."

"... wait... when the bones came out of the 'Rock Cave' earlier... I thought I had been contacted with magic tools...?

It was Secretary Laxman who questioned him unexpectedly, but the Secretary of State's answer to that was...

"... that's not wrong in itself.... the difference is that the magic equipment belonged to the field commander. Things were contentious for a moment, and I dared to contact you with my personal belongings, which seemed to belong to a noble family, to be exact. That led to misunderstandings.... and the commander is turning around after his tenure."

― ― The Secretary of State and I fell down in shock during a number of very bad tours.

"... I'm going to spend more days before that happens. Afterwards... I hate to say one more thing, but it's a repetition of the same thing.... will you understand?

The Secretary of State's final dialogue was directed at the Secretary of the Interior, who also nodded in a poisoned body.... I think it's a nod.

"So... um... are you ready for the magic tools?

The Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs of Truland asked with a sense of fear.

"Luckily. One new prototype and one conventional for Nicolam. The garrison is equipped with a conventional type.... Actually, there was a proposal from the development headquarters for a simplified model that suppressed the output for the garrison, but... there was no time, so I stuck to it."

When they were totally there - and looking at the General with a deep sigh - they were all familiar with the difficulty of managing.