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

Lord Holbeck, the lord of Elgin, had been in unexpected circumstances these days for days that made his stomach ache.

All the beginnings begin with an organization called the Liaison Conference of the subordinates in their own territories - their namesakes and nonfumes - who gave them a few bottles of ancient liquor to thank them for taking care of Heisei. That liquor of the touch of being pulled from the sinking ship boasted a taste so aromatic that it made Sir Holbeck roar in contact with delicious liquor and gastronomy on a daily basis.

This was the beginning of a disaster when I offered a few of them to the royal family because I wanted to monopolize them. A letter about the ancient liquor was also received from a strange third boy in Banks, and he learned that the elves had obtained these ancient liquors.

Even the prodigal son could get it - in fact, he just drank it at the dinner party - to the extent that it was alcoholic, and I offered some to the royal family in a relatively light mood to give it before others could get it...

(I didn't know there was anything else out there...)

The king, surprised by the taste of the ancient liquor offered by Sir Holbeck, was outraged that he would behave in the presence of the Council of State, where the Secretaries of State gathered... No, he showed the fat spot.

The Secretary of State was stunned by his behavior. Has there ever been a wine with such a deep taste? What, 120 years!? Such a monstrous booze, where is the royal family...... What!? Sir Holbeck, Baron Elgin?... With that said, there was a harmonious policy with the suburbs... What is the gift from those subhumans......

And the thoughts of the nobles converge on one point.

- This, at any rate, requires you to take friendship with the Subhumans...

(… even if they say so… it is not particularly because (I) interact with them…)

In a nutshell, neither the Liaison Council nor Crowe misread the responses of the nobles - or cared much for them.

As a test stone for weighing how much ancient liquor was acceptable to humans, I poured some into Banks and Elgin, which were quite handy…

It was that degree of awareness for the Crows, but because Sir Holbeck suddenly brought it into the royal family, the information ran all the way to the royal family (top) at once, and from there - and this was unexpected too - suddenly took the form of a top-down descent to the nobles.

In other words, almost all nobles missed the flow.

The Crows could not predict the desperate reaction of the nobles in trying to regain their lag.

Unfortunately, there was a person who threw down further fuel - and flammability - here. Whoever it may be, it is Sir Harcourt and Sir Partridge.

When Lord Harcourt returned from Banks, he proudly touched the taste of the ancient liquor every once in a while, and it may be right that many nobles had a pleasant time getting their teeth to rip.

Sir Partridge, on the other hand, did not boast that this one was not very popular, but he conveyed the information of the ancient liquor to the home Manastella - which, as far as he was concerned, was simply meant to be one piece of information.

… that Elf sold precious ancient liquor not only to the nobles but also to the common people in Illustria.

Although it is the kingdom of Manastella, his kingdom ended in an unending way of creating a groove of rejection between the subordinates who felt used in the dashi of political strife, while marking their common prosperity with subordinates such as elves, dwarves, and beasts, to the outrage of solemnizing the critical Duke of Cleaver family to it. According to the officials who attached miso in one case, the fact that the subordinates sold ancient liquor in Illustria before Manastella was a major incident that could not be seen. The fact that the secretariat of the Liaison Council had already been set up in the Illustrative Elgin Territory (ai) and once (ma), I felt as if the sub-people had told me the secret - there was no such thing at all.

The confused nobles of Manastella plead with Sir Partridge not to find out the true meaning of the Subhumans, but they can only be confused as Lord Partridge, who was asked to do so. In the end, a bowl came around to Lord Holbeck via Lupa, who handed it to Elgin - the lord's three men somehow...

(What, I have to see one person like this...)

to the circumstances at the beginning.

Regardless, Lord Holbeck and I weren't just arching our hands today. I told the secretariat of the Non-Fume Liaison Conference, which increased its presence on sugar and beer matters, and asked them to do something about it...

(... Sure, subhuman...... no, it's also unscrupulous to tell them to cross over to their human aristocratic counterparts...)

Even as a liaison meeting to learn the circumstances, I had difficulty coping, and I could only offer Lord Holbeck a new bottle of ancient liquor to apologize for both. As a result, Sir Holbeck's hands were stockpiled with further delicacies of ancient liquor, and the noblemen and merchants who aimed at it had not even cut a pull here in the town of Elgin.

Not only was there a non-fume liaison conference secretariat - but no response to humans - but the town of Elgin, which had gained a plain presence these days by round balls and dyes, came here to be treated like a point of contact for interaction with non-fumes. It is an extra matter in the hands of a local lord.

As for Sir Holbeck, who is scratched in the tibia - who secretly hides the survivors of the Duke of Cleaver's family - it is not preferable for this town to receive more attention than necessary. I really want the country to do something about it, but when Illustria here poorly expresses the measure of reconciliation with non-fumes - as a country - the position of Manastella as well as Theodrum - for the reasons mentioned above - can be subtle. Lord Holbeck didn't mean what he learned about the officials of that country who killed his friends, but he didn't say the same about his country.

It was left to the town of Elgin to interact with the non-fumes, at least for the time being.

"... why are you looking at me like this..."