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

"Welcome down, dude. Good luck on your long journey."

(Interpretation: Just pull into your room. I don't even want to see your faces)

"No, no, I wouldn't mind tiredness or anything if I thought this was for my country too"

(Interpretation: It's no use trying to fall in love. Wash what you know.

It is the special envoy from Manastella, in short, the head of the May Festival visiting delegation, who is greeting Sir Partridge with a dazzling face.

As Lord Partridge, who has limited his home country's stupid bureaucracy on one of the Duke of Cleaver's houses, I don't want to welcome such guests, to be honest. But I can't even deal with it that way more spicy than my son, who gave up the housekeeper, is in Manastella. Therefore, they are responding to the inspection team by hiding their inner discomfort.

As for the Manastella side, I know that much. So I was concerned about this appointment of an envoy. Specifically, Sir Partridge's ancient known was assigned to the Banks team.

One or two lines of their visiting corps heal fatigue in Sir Partridge's mansion for one or two days, after which they each travel to the town instructed to visit the May Festival. The specific destination, besides here in Banks, is Illustria, the capital of Saurand Elgin King. The envoy is set to leave for the King's Capital even tomorrow. Until then, we'll have to be patient with each other.

"A visiting team from Manastella..."

The person Crowe was talking to on the Magic Conductor Communicator was Horn. The subject of the conversation is the arrival of the May Festival visiting delegation from Manastella.

Crowe already knew about it in a letter from Lupa, and the non-fumes have the same information in their hands via a sugar confectionery store in Manadamia. Therefore, I am not surprised...

"... I think I brought a carriage, because that number is more than I thought"

They've contacted me with a little surprise, too.

"... no... maybe once we get some rest in Banks, we'll split up and move to each destination? Banks has a Manastella nobleman."

Sir Partridge already said he was in hiding, but there is someone in the right place. I'm pretty sure the Manastella guys are pushing.

When Crowe thought of Sir Partridge's disaster, he secretly held his hands together in his heart.

"Oh... is that what happened..."

"It's only my guess, though. That's right, and where did this information come from?

The Banks also have Crowe disturbing them every winter. There's no such thing as a permanent non-fume over there, is there?

"This is a report from Dwarf, who was in the Banks early to secure the May Festival Inn. Looks like you wanted an extra beer."

"... wait, we will also be supplying beer in Manastella starting this year. Didn't I tell you that in advance?

"The only place in Manastella where beer is served is in Manadamia, the king's capital. In Illustria, by contrast, three places in Banks Saurand Leelot. Rumor has it that small stores will be opened in Elgin this year..."

"Oh... even if I can't get the lodging, I can't go anywhere else..."

"Seems so"

Knowing the tearful efforts of the Dwarves, he was an unpleasant crow.