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

When the thoughtless deputies cut out the story, the Crows secretly chuckled at the opportunity - although we are stubbornly denying it.

What we are talking about is a devotion to Lord Holbeck, Lord Baron of Elgin, including Edge Village - isn't it the muscle to devote the grass dye that has gained a reputation in alleys (again) these days to Lord Holbeck, the Lord?

Yesterday, Baron Elgin's territory is undoubtedly the hottest place in the kingdom with the opening of the offices of the Subhuman (Non-Hume) Liaison Council and the ancient liquor given by them becoming a reputation in the King's Capital. During his tenure, the nobles' obsession with ancient liquor was tremendous, and he was desperate to make contact with the office of the liaison meeting in the middle of the night. But, unfortunately, the back-end and the big back-end result of alerting the subhumans (non-fumes) unfamiliar with these kinds of arrangements was that the hasty nobles sought a handover (once) and killed Lord Holbeck.

Under such circumstances, Edge Village - the village of Edge - took part in the May Festival, having gained a reputation for its roundball craftsmanship, grass dyeing, and even innovative and affordable fashion using them. It would be Lord Holbeck's true intention to ask you to give me a break.

But the unreadable petty officer of the air is everywhere...

"Ho ho... My lord the deputy did that..."

"Huh. I don't mind offering a gift to your Highness, but if I do it at this time, it's not too conspicuous, is it?

At the village chief's house in Edge Village, Crowe was secretly in talks with the village chief.

Crowe, who was held up for consultation by the village chief early in his return to the village, has told the village chiefs what he heard from Lupa - Lord Holbeck's three sons. The villagers who were asked about the movements of the nobles caused by the ancient liquor and the hard work of Sir Holbeck in the form of his servitude - as an inside story - were very honest in sympathy for the Lord's position. The village chief, who seems to have had political taste in the outing, was also in jeopardy at this point in time when the ancient booze noise had not settled, whether it was okay to make a fresh statement about the grass dyeing. Now, grass dyeing can fit to the extent that it is a specialty of a single cold village called Edge Village. But if it comes to offerings to lords, this will catch people's attention even if they don't like it.

A meeting to contact the ancient liquor and whether or not even Sir Holbeck, who is in a troublesome position because of the subhuman (non-fume) entanglement, would welcome it, if he were a bit of a mind-turning official.

"Anyway, if it's just grass dyeing, if you're a roundball finisher..."

"The elves are on the table too..."

Yes, the misconception was brewing that the origin of the round balls was the elves, and that the village of Edge received the round balls supply from the elves of the nearest Silva forest, in reward of Crowe's diligent cover-up. Actually, it's not, and the villagers at Edge Village know about it, but they dare to make up their minds to hide the Crowe thing. Crowe is only grateful for that, but the problem is...

"If I dedicate round balls here, I'll just hustle and bust Lord Holbeck's ties to the elves..."

"My lord, do you have a hole in your stomach?

"It's like being accused of innocence, and hey..."

"... should I stop dedicating round balls..."

"I'm sure that's true... but I think Lord Holbeck will be able to offer only grass dye."

"Bad, don't get more jealous of me in three..."

What if even a deputy doesn't notice the development that even a village chief notices?

"So, deputies have been flirting with tax benefits, haven't they?

"Huh. From now on, I will raise my offering to your Highness, and the memory will be noticeable."

"Well, normally, I guess it's not even the wrong idea..."

"This is a bad time."

"At this time of year, the shops at the May Festival overlapped..."

Opening of the store to the May festival, which was made promised at last summer's festival. Even though the Liaison Conference Secretariat had already been established, until this time Elgin had been a relatively peaceful town.

It was in February of this year that the peace was reversed, when the ancient liquor given to the royal family by the Asians (non-Hume) Liaison Conference as a daily thank you, and that ancient liquor, which Sir Holbeck gave to the royal family in a light-hearted manner, was the starting point - or the culprit - of it all. I have already mentioned the details, so I will discount it, but anyway, because of this, the participation of Edge Village in the May Festival brought the spark into the gunpowder depot, but it became an act as usual.

Yet a deputy who doesn't even consider such circumstances as dew has pressed his lord to give his spark - grass dyeing and round ball craftsmanship. Besides, let the tax advantages flinch.

"This is completely discretionary for deputies..."

"I don't think it's your intention..."

Either way, there's no better hand to not stick it in there than a deputy struck such a bad hand.

"What kind of a deputy are you?"

"I don't know... I don't know if it's against your will... but I don't really care how much you make in it..."

"In short, he says he's a wooden end official to a degree that can't even be called a little villain"

"That's it. I can't tell you. Kendo..."

"How about you take a nap?

"... Crowe, come on. This is the next time. Can you tell?

"Well, mostly."

Then you can use the plan you were secretly preparing.