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

In the alley (again), the New Year's festival also entered the second half of the battle, and some towns said they were showing unprecedented prosperity, but here in the corner of the Wang capital Illustria, there was a meeting unrelated to such a bustle.

Participants were the well-known merchants of the Kingdom of Illustria. The agenda concerns the matter of sugar, which is flourishing leaving us behind.

"... Selmine strongly denies that it is his extraction..."

"The elves sold sugar and beer in Illustria, and now they also started selling it in Manastella. I don't think the elf Selmine, who has a Chamber of Commerce in Manastella, has anything to do with it."

The reward of the Subhumans (non-fumes) selling beer and sugar was water in their bedears, too. It was sold out of nowhere at the May Festival last year without any signs. Beer was still sugar, and we didn't hook one up to our own information network. If so, it is unlikely that a known route, such as a ship flight, has been followed into this country. Is there a secret network of the subhumans... or did they make their own sugar?

Although the latter possibility could not be ignored and examined secretly, no trace of the subpopulations' involvement in the sperm sugar work could be found, nor any indication that they were cultivating sugar crops.

Based on the estimated amount of sugar provided at the May Festival, the sperm sugar should require equipment of a magnitude greater than there, and I don't think the subordinates are doing the sperm sugar themselves more than they can find it. This was the conclusion of the merchants.

However, when the May Festival is followed by the New Year's Festival, and when sugar is provided on a scale that is superior to the May Festival, the idea becomes obnoxious, but on the other hand, it is also true that there are inexplicable things.

"But... isn't it a little strange that the elves did it themselves next time?

"Weird...... where?

"Make it an elf. Make it an animal man, I don't think you've been familiar with sugar for years. Is that the kind of deal that comes up with such a diverse and sophisticated use of sugar?

"Mmmm... if you ask me, sure"

"That idea belongs to someone familiar with sugar for years."

"Isn't that what you think of Russian sugar elves and beasts?"

"... you mean whoever set this up is familiar with how to use sugar"

"When you do, who are you... what's up?

"Oh, no... when it comes to people who are familiar with the use of sugar, I don't think they are as good as producers..."

"Producers?... No way!?

"Producer of inbound sugar… from another continent…"

"You think an exotic is plotting a beak in this country?

"For the Gentile Crowe, an unfavourable flow was about to arise.

The day after the merchants were at war with a misguided possibility, General Rover and Sir Warren were called to the example location by way of example to hear from the Prime Minister.

"... and whoever brought in such speculation. As a possibility that could not be discarded, the merchants, in agreement with the other merchants, reached out to me."

"I guess the real deal is to let the kingdom look for it. They're the losers."

"Well, it certainly must be a story you can't ignore"

General Rover looks back at Sir Warren's words as if they were worth considering.

"... and what? Are you gonna tell me that the sugar inquirer across the ocean put his hands together and set this one up?

"No… whether it's sugar or beer, I don't think it has anything to do with the series of moves that I've shown so far. If mere economic aggression is an end, there is a contradiction."

"But, Warren, didn't you say that you were a different group of cultures than we are?

"Indeed, inhabitants of other continents also apply in terms of interculturalism. But they have no reason to be extraordinarily hostile to Yaltaism or Theodoram. In addition, there is no inevitability for sugar merchants across the ocean to cooperate with elves and beasts on this continent"

"... then... what's going to happen? Sir Warren."

"Thanks again, the situation hasn't changed. The characteristic of being a sugar user has just been added to the human copybook."

It was Sir Warren, who had cut off the bassari, but his complexion could not be dismissed.

"... Warren, what do you care?

"The problem is, if you think about it without thinking about it, this hypothesis is convincing. There is certainly no evidence, but on the other hand there is no rebuttal as much as can be denied. If you do poorly, even if you don't go as far as attacking the elves and the beasts… there may be a movement of criticism. It may also stimulate."

"... what?

"Meanwhile, the liquor guild is on pace with the subordinates over the refrigerator (ice box) thing. If you do poorly, there may be confusion in the country without waiting for your intervention."

Crossing one sigh, Sir Warren continues his words.

"We can't ignore the possibility that merchants who realize the existence of a monster will try to put in an exploration, even if they don't commit the foolishness that goes into exercising their powers. If so, how does it come out?

Three pairs of gazes were poured out on Sir Warren, who had said troublesome things.