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

On the third day of the New Year's festival, even here in the town of Elgin, sugar confectionery shops attracted guests, albeit on a small scale.

It was initially planned to open in the Kingdom of Illustration in the same three locations as the May Festival, but opinions were expressed as to whether not to sell any of them here in the town of Elgin, where the secretariat of the Asians (Nonfume) Liaison Conference is located.

As a result of several discussions, it was decided - at least this time - to make a match because the store clerk could not arrange it in time, but it was up to me to sell some candy on an experimental basis.

... the sub-humans (non-fumes) and Crowe also lost sight of something.

Elgin has also attracted attention in the sale of Edge Village products these days, a fact that has gained an unparalleled presence.

"Brother, look at that red one"

"Yes, this one."

"Aunt...... Sister (...), five brown ones over here"

"... Yes. Be careful what you say."

"... thank you..."

The facades of the liaison meeting that bothered securing the seller solved it in a very simple way. We completely gave up selling it ourselves and decided to wholesale it to the right store.

That said, if things are only sweets made with sugar, if they are bad, they will be sold at a high price, and it can be backward (sogging) to their original purpose - harassment of theodrum, not the pursuit of profits. The sellers who were not caught in the immediate interest, and so the subhumans (non-fumes) looked at them, were also Mild god clerics.

It is time for the second year since the establishment of the Mild Divine Chapel in the town of Elgin. Even though the number of clerics has grown considerably, even clerics unfamiliar with secular commerce cannot hope for good customers. I would like to endorse the purpose of behaving cheaply and sweetly - this time only candy - to children who are not (why) stubborn - this time, customers limited themselves to children. It was the noble rotten (...) women employees of the Adventurer Guild who reached out to the clergy who were in trouble because of the planking - especially one of them. I felt quite anxious, but the chief priest, who could not replace his belly on his back, decided to accept their cooperation.

At the New Year's Festival in Ergin, Marl Boy, who sells candy to his children in the chapel, and the female staff of the Adventurer's Guild, who helps him, were seen. It goes without saying that Sir Holbeck secretly watched the situation and wept over the figure of the Marl boy, who remembered the smile.

In his eyes, the female staff who gently assisted the boy looked like a heavenly woman. I wonder if I will be fortunate. Good man.

However, the problem is…

(The customer doesn't seem to be interrupting... is everything okay?

I left the sale of candy to the Mild Divine Chapel, but I didn't leave everything to others even in the face of a liaison meeting. Some products were sold as liaison conference secretariats. One of them is cotton confectionery.

As a delight, the cotton confectioner is operated by Dime, the beastly representative of the Subhuman (non-fume) Liaison Conference. He unexpectedly (and others) liked that he could make this incredible food for himself with less magic. I will be arranging at the corner of the office premises in the morning to make cotton confectionery without getting tired of it.

Surrounding the surroundings as fascinated by the way it is, are the young and old, and then the human race, the elves, the beasts, the dwarves and the race are also scattered faces. With a frightened look, I forget to even utter words, and I am never tired of the strange charm of cotton confectionery.

When the dime lists the cotton confectionery, it is immediately bought away. As the buyer leaves the spot and gives up his seat to those behind him, the guests here at Elgin can see that they are behaving themselves.

Dime himself was unaware, but one of the reasons the customers saw it was because the seller was the Beast Man.

If this is what the elves are making, I would have taken the liberty of convincing them that they are using some kind of magic. But it's the Beast Man who makes the cotton candy. Less magical things are origami species. So the tool you're using is a magic trick?

So we can handle it ourselves?

The interest of the guests reached a climax when Dime invited the child, who was perceived as possessed, to the task of entangling the cotton candy in the stick.

Softly, with quail and restless adult guests sidelined, Dime causes the children to tangle the cotton candy. The children look straight into their eyes and breathe and tangle the cotton candy in the stick.

The demonstration sale of cotton confectionery here in Elgin sparked more interest than the Office had envisaged.

The other sold directly by the Secretariat focused on pastries, especially those called the Granola Bar. Rather than being a pastry, it was sold to adventurers as a delicious, calorie-rich portable food.

This was also sold to adventurers within the Adventurer Alliance - after offering to adhere to strict prices - due to the lack of sellers. The seller is an irrespective employee. It was sold within the office for the sub-people (non-fumes), but both had momentum that seemed to sell out early.

"But... even though the sumptuous percentage, this... something like Granobar is delicious"

"Ning, maybe it's too delicious. I'm gonna stick with it, and it's not gonna be portable food."

"Be careful, all right? It seems to be a special New Year's Day sale. When the New Year's Festival is over, we're going to be able to buy it."

"Is that true!?... Awkward (first). I thought I could buy it later, so I ate it."

"Will you sell it regularly?

Delicious and nutritious portable food. It was a little further before the rumors spread among the adventurers and the secretariat was plagued by requests for regular sales.