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

The young king of the kingdom of Manastella had twisted his neck in front of a letter delivered by an envoy of neighbouring Illustria.

"Whether or not there is money in our country… is a strange request for an investigation?

"Ha... seriously... But aren't Emmen and them so skilled in gold?

"Uhm. According to this letter, in Illustria, the gold was rampant, so it became a feather to go as far as the money was changed."

"That much... so you worried about my country?

"Sounds a little different. It would be right that if Emmen had fled to our country and worked evil, he would have had trouble holding himself accountable... as long as he believed in the contents of this letter."

"Do you think there's something behind it?

"It is decided that there is. I just don't know what's behind it."

The king throws the script on his desk in a grumpy manner. With a glimpse of the situation, the Prime Minister makes a personal observation.

"So far, I haven't had a problem with my relationship with that country. You won't have to assume that you're trying to set something up in my country. If so, I was wondering if you were somewhat flushing here what you got from a source that was difficult to overestimate."

"... that someone is planning to build gold in our country?

"I guess I'm not sure enough to say it. Critical to ignore, albeit marginal. If that became such an expression, I wonder if I would be satisfied at once."

It is a misunderstanding.

Or it is over-reading. Illustria simply wanted to know whether or not gold was made in Manastella, but if it was made into politicians immersed in conspiracy plots, it would not have been received so simply.

"... where do you think"

"Speaking of Illustria, Theodoram just made some strange moves near the border back in the day. When it comes to informing me at this time..."

"... theodrum"

wet clothes.

"Whatever it is, it won't be futile to find out about the money. All you have to do is collect some of the gold and silver coins that are out in the city and find out what's really going on. It's a corner, so I was wondering if it would be helpful to check the extent of currency wear and tear in this country."

The prime minister describes it in a way that ignores the struggles of the side that examines it. Either way, this turned out just as Illustria thought it would.

As a souvenir with a slight but serious misconception.

Late at night, on the back trail in the corner of the capital of the Kingdom of Manastella. In that place, where the shadows are not even certain, a spy seconded by Illustria was in contact with a local intelligence agent.

"Nobles who have left Manastella in the last six months?

"Maybe not the whole family. The so-called" Oozoo Kid. "

"The handwriting on that side is thin... I'll hit it at first. Don't expect too much."

After the dimension, the two shadows were swallowed by darkness to melt.