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

It was not until the following day that King Theodoram's office received the news because the commander of the trading squad, with an emphasis on maintaining confidentiality, sent in an emergency communication on a magic conductor after travelling to a distance of one day.

Needless to say, the Council of State was rough.

So much so that I think it's a grad club for kids, such as the previous dispute.

"What kind of money is that?

"Didn't you put on a good body obsession and refuse to do business with our country?!?

"Calm down! If you do poorly, you won't have a reason to choose how difficult (or deliberate) you are to become an international problem. If it's obnoxious, you can put as much else on it as you want."

I can hear you trying to sedate your upside-down colleagues for reasons that make me want to say what that is like as Secretary of State, but everyone's curse and anger have gotten into it and I'm no longer even sure who's saying what.

"Horn on the rabbit! Whatever you do, you need to make sure the argument is right. Exchanges with new gold coins have already begun, but three foundries have been instructed to stop the exchange and check the quality of the gold coins in stock. Everything will wait for the result."

"... so... the fact is... that the gold coins sent out by our country... were being replaced by gold... is that what you're saying?

It is Sir Zirka who is constantly asking (and) quality (just), and it is Finance Secretary Fabik who is responding with a sinister look. No other face tries to hide the vertical wrinkles between the eyebrows.

"That's the thing... I don't know what's going on... but just to conclude, that's what happens. Some of the gold coins made at the Gertheim Foundry had been replaced by exquisite gold."

"It's just part of it, isn't it? … and the other foundries have not confirmed the gold?

Merca, stay with Secretary of the Interior.

"At least so far, no other foundries have confirmed the gold. Fortunately, the number of pieces exchanged is not as good as it was yet. I think it's a good idea that only the Gertheim Foundry, and some of it, was planted with gold."

Confirming the amount of damage, the worst was avoided, but the secretaries of state caressed their breasts with relief,

"I'm sorry to disturb you, but things are more serious than you think."

Treasurer Fabik stabs the nail with expressions like sinking, depression, and anger - even cleverly - floating in your mix.

"An imminent problem is the problem of buying in coastal countries. So far, only Amulfan has been exposed about the money, but information should flow to Israelis as well, not far away. Once in doubt, it is doubtful whether these countries will respond to the settlement in new gold coins. Even if you did, the rate would be extremely unfavourable."

The secretaries of state give a ghoulish look to Treasurer Fabik's remarks.

In fact, the matter had been reported to Amurfan's commercial guild by the merchant of the day, and the commercial guild had just informed the guild members of this one today. It won't be long before Theodoram finds out about it.

"Are you saying you refuse to trade in new gold coins? Would it be necessary to check the quality?

"Every time you make a deal, you take all the gold? They're not convinced that we're going to do the tests. Then they will spend that extra time and effort. I guess I'll be happy to multiply that cost. … before that, I also think it is likely to reject the deal itself"

"Wait... then..."

"Transactions need to be settled in foreign currency as before"

There is also no power in the voice of the treasurer, who tells him with a flashy look. I stopped at the redemption of gold coins to cut the edge from the annoyance and pity of settling all of the transactions in foreign currencies, but I couldn't help but think that my eyes were crushed.

"... so, here's the real theory"

Once again looking around at the faces of colleagues like a ghost, Treasurer Fabik tells them violently. We haven't even started talking yet.

"Because we need to settle in foreign currency, we need a corresponding amount of foreign currency. Indeed, it is difficult to say that the current foreign currency reserves are sufficient"

"... are you pressed?

"We haven't reached the danger line, so far. However, we need to acquire foreign currency as soon as possible..."

To this end, the lords also came to mind what the treasurer was concerned about.

"... wheat and ale, and sugar..."

"Yes, the wheat one still has a bad reputation for poisoned wheat, a situation that is being bought off. Yale is suddenly selling worse due to beer and assault on Yale. In addition to that, sugar people are in a situation where they have to cut prices because of the sub-people's selling offense."

It was the Foreign Secretary of Torland who gave a slightly positive opinion as the groans and grudges filled the room.

"... is there anything else you can sell?

The secretaries of state look at each other, but eventually their gaze concentrates on Sir Laxman Agriculture. Taking a gaze from eight directions, sighing (sighs) while Sir Agriculture says...

"Unfortunately, our produce specializes in barley, which is the ingredient of ale, and sugar, in addition to the wheat we eat. Other crops can only bribe domestic demand"

By narrowing down the types of crops, we concentrated our national power on them, and using overwhelming production as a weapon, Theodoram has been using the international food market as an ear. On that foundation, a small rupture was emerging.