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

The morning after I went to Banks, I logged in from my apartment to the "Oak Wooden Pavilion" inn (...) - which is a funny expression, but this still sticks - and I noticed some talk downstairs. Except just below... Lupa's guy is pressing questions with Mr. Jehan. That idiot, are you still going to bother me here?

Minna noticed me as I went down the stairs to lightly shimmer.

"Morning! You're early!

"Morning...... what's the fuss?

Say hello to Mr. Jehan before heading towards Lupa.

"Hey... are you going to make a scene until you come to the inn?

When I let him gently awesome, Lupa's guy turns blue and shakes his neck to the side.

"No... because this husband is coming to see Mr. Crowe in the morning. I was tired of walking all night yesterday, so I explained no..."

"Crow! Is the body all right?!?

Lupa's guy asks me to interrupt Mr. Jehan's explanation. Oh, well. Did this guy worry me for once too......

"Oh, I slept through the night, and I'm tired."

With that said, after sighing (one) like relieved, now it's a turning and preaching storm. Why did you imitate me like I was walking all night? Did it snow? Is that a reason? It will be natural for snow to fall in winter. Don't you have the camping gear for the snow? Too sweet to watch the winter journey...... etc. May fly is not a good thing, but this time there is reason for regret. Wait for the opportunity to pinch your mouth while I hear yes.

"I misread the weather a little silly. Sounds like you're worried. Sorry."

Honestly - to make it look like - Lupa's guy has a mouth cage for a second. Stay in the gap and change the subject.

"So? Why did the aristocrats come all the way to the Inn? I was hoping you'd let me have breakfast."

In that case, Lupa wandered badly into his mind.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry. Looks like I just got a little excited. Eat whatever you want."

"Then sweeten your words..."

It's the first Oak Wooden Pavilion breakfast I've tasted in almost a year. I arrived too early yesterday for an irregular snack. Delicious as ever.

Tasting slowly as he pounds his tongue drums, Lupa also orders tea and relaxes and relaxes. Rupa drinks so-called tea, and it seems that it is brought in by the merchants (caravans) that are made in the southern countries. They say it's quite a value, but it's in the "Oak Wooden Pavilion". They say that merchants staying at merchant inns only sometimes invite business partners to take orders. Well, it's the basics of business negotiation to take advantage of the hattering. A little bit, but they have all the good stuff.

Finish your breakfast in a calm mood and head to Lupa.

"So? What can I do for you from the morning?

"Yeah, come to my house first."

It's been a long time since you visited the mansion.