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

He was disguised once in his visit to the town of Elgin, but he didn't make it to the elf mage. I'm looking at you with my eyes open... oh, if you behave like that... see, I noticed the beast man too. It's the only way, let's get ahead of ourselves.

"Hey, isn't that a horn? Shopping in a human town today."

Talk casually, while keeping eye contact with each other. You noticed you put your mind to killing, look blue and talk to each other.

"Ah, oh. That's right. What about you?

"What, you want a spare pair of shoes. Then I thought I'd make some change."

"Horn, do you know him?

Looks like the Beast Man cared about this one. I don't know if it's possible because the elves are comfortable talking to humans.

"Ah, oh. Someone I know... (sweat)"

"I say Russ. I've been a magician before."

It would be awkward (first of all) to be named Crowe, so it's a lass of whales.

"Oh, yeah, that's right. Human, but, uh, not a bad one. Never mind."

No, Horn, can you even do one of your belly arts? Fortunately, the beast man doesn't seem to notice... you're being honest.

"Right. I'm a Dime. I come from the village of Edra. Humans...... Was it Russ or did you bring something to sell here?

"And, you know, there's nothing you might like to have? Because it's like a crystal bead that girls and kids are going to love."

That's what I said when I stuck my shoulders in my shoulders, and I opened the mouth of the wretched sac. To pull out a sachet with a round ball of crystal. I won't leave you in a place where you're about to spill. I'm gonna learn.

... but you couldn't have expected them to peek into the sac, could you?

"Whoa! This is Drago... mugg"

I won't tell you now, but I will block the mouth of a man named Dime. I don't know how desperate he was, but what an unexpected beast man he is.

"Jing... to...?

(Kokukoku)

A man named Dime snorts desperately, indicating his willingness to accept. Make sure of that, and I'll let go of the hand that was in the plug. Horn looks at those who are not distant.

"... you did it again, Master"

"Don't punish me..."

No, is this my fault?

It's awkward (first) to see, so we've changed places, and we've come to vacant spaces that are (should be) out of town.

"Dragon leather? Good quality. Where'd you get that?

Naturally, Dime asks the boss, but there's no way he's going to answer that honestly.

"I'm sorry, but I can only say I got it from Sarasmus. I won't reveal the customer's information. If you don't like it, you don't have to buy me anything else"

When I told him to let him go, Dime told him to fix it like he was in a panic.

"No, I'm sorry. The extra prying was a violation of manners. Okay, I won't pry. Can you sell me this leather?

Come on, dragon leather, how much is it? I didn't put any dragon leather in the store I just looked around. When you were in the horn, you had five to ten dragon bone knives. Buy me some time to think......

"Before that, what is Dime going to use this leather for? If you want to use it for battle control, you can't sell it if you're loaded with money.

When I told him to explore, Dime stiffened his body for a moment. Bingo?

"... Indeed, in our village, no, in other villages, there is an outcry against humans. But like this town, there are humans who treat us beasts without separation. I am not going to turn the whole human race against the dark clouds. This is the totality of the beast man as a whole. What I want to make out of dragon leather is protective gear, tools to protect myself. I don't have a word to give it back to you if you say you want to fight it..."

Hmm. Is there still any objection to humans? Well, that won't help. By answering my question honestly, the price of this man named Dime is over. Asking Horn with his eyes, Horn also snorted back in silence. I guess I'm not a bad man.

"... fine. You can sell it, but I'll have the price put on there. Less flawed dragon leather. What the hell kind of value do you want?

I don't care what you think, I don't know the right price. Let's leave it to their good sense.

Dime also bothered me when I was in the horn. I spread the leather to detect the prosthesis, and I was worried when I put my arms together. I only brought about half a blanket for the sample. You won't get such a high value. Unlike when it was a knife, it was not a product but a material.

"I'm sorry, ten gold coins. That's the limit."

In that amount, it would be exquisite to make protective equipment for one person. Assuming the price of protective equipment and weapons is commensurate, is the dragon's protective equipment compatible with a superior sword, twenty gold coins or so? If the cost of materials is set at 30 percent to 50 percent of the selling value, will it range from six to ten pieces of gold coins? You bought it a lot higher. Once I ask Horn with my eyes, he is still snorting in silence this time.

"Are you sure? That would make less money."

With that said, Dime answered with a grin.

"If it's dragon leather, there's nothing wrong with buyers. That's enough money, and most importantly, it's my training."

I don't hate answers like this.

Convinced and finishing the deal, I heard how Dime said it was insignificant - though it wasn't successful at all.

"Oh, do you still have dragon leather?

"This is all I have in hand. It depends on the customer's convenience to arrive again."

It's not going to go to the market that easily.