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

"... so? Do you still have no idea who that thunder is?

"Unfortunately, it's just that I asked those who said I heard thunder to give me a rough direction and drop it on the map,"

"Well... this is going to narrow the place down better than I thought"

At the Adventurer's Guild in the Baron Elgin Territory, he was trying to visualize the information gathered by reflecting on the fact that there was an impropriety in collecting information in one of the last "signs of dragon" disturbances, and by dropping the contents of the report onto the map. It goes hand in hand with the idea of GIS (Geographic Information System), which is described in modern Japan.

Although the identification of the location is now one ambiguous due to the small number of informants (informants), the map shown by the official man suggested that the point of occurrence of "thunder" was northwest of the town of Morrow - at least in a different direction than the mountain beside Morrow.

"Hey, what's this position..."

"Yeah, I noticed it while I was dropping it on the map myself, but I was wondering if" Signs of a Dragon "disappeared last summer along with a growl (howl)..."

"... Anything near here?

"No... I feel like there was just nothing in the wasteland..."

"Hmm... I need a little more information to raise the report above, to let my bad friends know. … Ok, not as Alliance Master, but to place a request in my personal name. The story is" Interview the thunderous direction and record it on the map that day ". It will be an investigation with legs stretched out not only around Elgin, but also around Barren and Morrow. It's a time-consuming and plain job, but I have trouble getting it done for sure. Ask me to see the right one."

"... do you make Gilmouth an individual request?

"Oh, at this stage, neither the ocean's nor the mountain's. There is a problem with requesting an Alliance. In the meantime, put it out in the form of a personal request, and in some cases rewrite it to the Alliance request later."

"I understand.... That said, it's not subtly adventurous content... I think I'll leave Elgin's neighborhood to the apprentices?

"Little ones. Maybe it's a good idea because listening is the main focus. I don't mind."

"To Ballen and Morrow...... what about Myra and Rick? I've been making less money lately, so I was wondering if it would be just fine."

"Hmm. That would be a good job for the guys doing it solo. That's fine."

"And then... you should send about one to the northern village too... so let's ask Grandpa of Coates. It's convenient to be here just now."

"Well... I don't mind... you've gotten a lot of people... As far as I'm concerned, I was going to ask you a little more carefully..."

Considering the number of gold coins flying from the nostalgia, the guild master looks a little hip pulled.

"Well, well. With clear results, you can make a big face towards your friend in Wang Du, right?

The employee's man puts you up to it, or puts you down, and the Alliance Master orders the request as the man says.

Ten days later, a guild master and an official man were looking at each other in front of a map that gathered gathered information.

Few testimonies were obtained that they heard "thunder" in Barren or throughout the town of Morrow, but the number of adventurers who were in the guild in Barren gathered to such an extent that in Morrow travellers and shopping residents talked to us about where they heard "thunder" and its direction - in exchange for a few liquors (or hands) - that some refinement was possible.

"... you've got a clearer trend than I thought"

"Yeah, 'Thunder' occurred about a hundred kilometers northwest of Morrow."

"The Charles one. He seemed obsessed with Moreau's labyrinth... but what the hell is going on here... and there's nothing there?

"I'm sure... Would you like to make a request for confirmation? Myra and Rick were concerned about this investigation."

"If you eat poison, it's even a plate. Do it. But... not just those two, but add a magician just in case"

The sound of the twenty centimetre cannon produced an ungrateful result for the Crows: the dispatch of adventurers to a certain place in Crevas.