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

It's the kites who are floating to hear they've found a replacement for the voicemail. Instead, Marcus' former nobleman - the undead of - is coming. It is the number of servants, starting with Haq Shuk Anna, who are showing some (isa) or anxiety.

"No... it's not a pattern. I've been playing the role of Cao Zi... but now I can get back to my original role."

"It wasn't really a pattern, was it?"

"Can't you say something about someone else? You didn't even see Bart as your nobleman's squire, did you?

"Well, then, I guess the squire deserves a husband."

Hank the leader stabs the nail in the unfortunate combination of Kite and Bart, who are floating and tapping lightly.

"I know it floats... but you do understand that the actual replacement is still ahead of you, don't you?

"Oh, I thought you knew that. You don't know anything about how things have changed since you died a long time ago, do you? We need to review history, right?

"It's been nearly two hundred years... and that's how they beat that change in a short period of time. I just want to feel sorry for you."

"Besides, our situation is a little special..."

"Um... I'm sorry about that..."

"Studying is the business of that nobleman.... A, was it Mr. Andorra?

"Amdor Soleiman, a former Marcus aristocrat and now a servant of my husband, remember the name of my colleague."

Listen to Maria's dialogue, and if you say so - ask again, Frey.

"Well... it's Mr. Amdor, but we... no, what kind of relationship did you have with Mr. Kite?

As far as it goes, Hank takes on the explanatory role by sidelining the servants who are listening to this.

"Lord Soleiman has decided to call it the remote edge of Kite. Kate's symptoms have settled, so we're going to go out for a little while, and we're going to have to ask her to leave a message."

"... oh no..."

"Symptoms..."

"Something, that's convincing..."

"... you guys..."

It was Bart who was thinking of Kite in the ass, who had begun to glow his sinister eyes, but eventually looked up and said,

"... what are we doing walking outside barefaced?

In response to Bert's allegations, we silence the expression as if it were a shock.

As far as it goes, this is another important issue. Even if I decide to go outside, I feel awkward (first) if I don't decide whether to go outside as a nobleman named Kate Augustine or act as a one-off adventurer kite.

"... I can't decide on this occasion. Ask for your husband's instructions."

"Oh my goodness... I didn't think that far..."

It was Crowe who was thinking in response to a question from Hank.

"The kites were pulling into the mansion, and I don't think they've seen it that far..."

'Whatever Mr. Kite is, isn't everyone else known? Dear Lord,

"Mr. Burt and Mr. Hank should have walked around looking for a property..."

"Other than that... asking and all that..."

'... you're doing it, sure'

'Suppose... if you want those guys to act as adventurers, do you need to mislead your face...'

"I will. Ah, too far?

'Oh, yes, Master. The adventurers who live as escorts on those guys' guild cards, Vinstadt - they are, aren't they?

"Oh... I have to start forgering guild cards..."

"We just have to get Emmen to build it..."

"When you work outside, do you want to move in disguise?"

"I've never had a disguise..."

"I think Maria would feel a lot different if she deluded herself with makeup or something. I mean, it's enough to change your outfit.... If you say that, Ning... my height is better..."

"Uh... look, you stretched a little, didn't you?

"Yes, three centimeters."

("Three centimeters…")

("That's a delicate number to delude...")

("No... if you've stretched three centimeters in this short period of time, you might still stretch ahead")

("Isn't that awkward (first)? Thinking about when I got back here.")

("Hmmm... do I impress you about height")

("But don't grow taller now - can you tell him that?")

("… let's think positively. At least the suspicion that we are undead should be dispelled")

("Well... I've never heard of a taller undead.")

("If you say that, you're not even fat or skinny undead, are you?")

("Kate...... can't you tell me to make a big deal of that? in front of Maria?")

"Hey Bert, how do you do a disguise?

"Ooh!?... ah... no... suddenly they talked to me... sorry. That was a disguise. The quickest way to do this is to put a prominent scar on your face, a black child (mole), and make your face less impressive by making it stand out."

"Black child (mollusc) on scar...?

In contrast to Maria, who obviously doesn't seem to like it,

"Oh, I've been a little longing for scars."

It was a norinous kite with a full middle two hearts.