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

Still at night, when Ming (ah) Kai (ya) and La Noi, Yale merchants sent to Leelot looked bitter upon instructions from their home countries. I guess my men got annoying instructions from the obviously grumpy appearance. However, no one questions the content of the instructions. Nobody wants to take an eight.

The "manager" of the "Leelot store" opens his mouth in a muffled manner.

"A platoon of Gregorum infantry ambushes the carriages of the suburbs around South Street, a little west of Nil. We plan to secure everyone - if it's impossible, wipe them out - and take them home. We put a net behind the suburbs so that no one can escape."

Confirm to the "Store Manager" who communicates instructions from the country with a flat voice - the result of efforts to contain the eight hits - in such a way that his people are afraid.

"What's the estimated time of the raid? Is it night?

"What do you do with a night raid that deliberately puts this one at a disadvantage when you say there's a nocturnal beast man over there? strike in the light."

"If there's one platoon of infantry people, aren't they noticed by the signs?

"Anything, they seem to be specially trained people for the game against the Asians. He said he would lure them inside the position so they wouldn't be noticed. If they fail the siege, it's not our fault."

"Is it a small siege battle... our job is to hunt down martial arts, right?

"That's what happens."

"But... what if the Asians didn't head east?

"If we don't head east, we'll go west, or Vazari. It's up to you that there won't be any. On foot, you may take the mountain path north of Vazari, but that line is harder to think about than coming in a loaded carriage. But in case we go west, we'll have to deal with it alone. In that case, it's like grabbing a few sub-people who seem to know what's going on."

It's easy to say with your mouth, but when it comes to executing, you get difficult instructions, and your men hold their heads together. Do you think it's easy to sneak up on the signs sensitive subordinates, or the upper management?

"It's impossible not to be noticed... is it?

"I don't have a choice. I guess I'll just have to pretend to be a regular slave hunter."

"I mean... it's awkward to find out who we are, right?

"Naturally. Instead of who I am, they just saw me in the face and it's Paa. He's showing off his face at the May Festival."

"Then the dons come off, right? They're looking at Leelot's face."

"He'll be beaten up scattered and his face has changed...... does his body move before then?

"The degree of escort will be manageable."

"Well, as for leaving them in escort... we can dispatch them from here... no matter how the seven are limited"

"I guess that's about it. I'll go with seven people, including myself."

"No... this assignment is going to require some pretty subtle judgment. I'll go. You escort the merchants back to your country. Hit the little play so they don't notice the number of escorts is down, okay?

"That's a troublesome job...... I get it. I'll take charge of the tracking squad. Do you want to leave with a horse?

"... right. I prefer the convenience of going with a horse on the way... can you explain that the horse is down?

"I'll even tell you I sent him to Nil early to keep the labor costs down. You know it was a big deficit this time, so it would be quite convincing."

"... that's a pathetic story"