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

Nothing was more than nobles obsessed with grass dyeing and accessories in Edge Village. Because of the easy price to buy, the intention of those outside the nobility of Ning was great. The scarcity of accessories remains intact, although the pressure on edge dyeing was reduced only slightly by Sir Holbeck's cumming out - instantly known throughout the venue. Therefore, some customers rearranged from dye to accessory, and the enthusiasm to push them to the accessory store was tremendous.

Incidentally, the merchants, who had an eye for profit from resale, have abandoned the plan early. It was a sign that he was likely to be slapped on the spot on a day when he bought it badly.

And - some of those lined up at the Edge Village sales office had customers unique to the town here in Elgin. In other words, they are non-fumed women, starting with elves.

"... hey Mina, that's a really sure story, right?

"There's no doubt about it, Sania. I did see with these eyes a human daughter I knew before about the grass dye."

"I don't mean to doubt you... but I can't believe I can really make something like that out of the fruit of a column... I've never even heard of you, have I?

"I'm surprised, too. Anything, the color of the columns I buried in the soil gets a little darker. But the only color that's changing is the surface of the shell, so if you carve it a little, the original color will show up."

"Heh... sounds like the muscle goes through as far as I've heard the explanation... you really get that thing here, don't you? I've been lining up here since morning until I gave up my new dye..."

"They're sure to sell it here. I just heard it from my daughter. It's just... the problem is if we sell out before we get it..."

Mina mouths an ominous concern with a slightly darker face. It was her friend who was called Sania who panicked when she heard this.

"Hey, Mina, don't say that now!

"No, it's okay, Sania. Even if you can't get the finishing touches you're looking for - they're called cameos - they're accessories from Edge Village. Whatever you buy won't hurt you."

"... if you ask me, yeah. I don't think that's what the Elves (me) threw away if it's just the craftsmanship... that's a good design..."

It was in its sophisticated design that the value of Edge Village's processed products was taken from high. Its original name is Art Nouveau, Art Deco, Floating World paintings and other design paintings provided by Crowe by way of example without deep thought.

Even the villagers, of course, do not imitate those designs as they are. In the early days it was still quite a hands-on task, and now we were chewing (squeaking) those designs ourselves to create a new (edgyan) design that was literally edgy village-style.

It's just - it's also true that its design draws a line from the old one, and its advanced and sophisticated design captivated not only the people of the Kingdom of Illustria, but even non-fumed women such as elves and beasts. Even in the Silva Forest elves, which they themselves entrust with the processor of round balls, they had to take a glance at the excellence of the design of the village of Edge.

Moving on, these two ended up getting the fruit workmanship of the column they wanted - should I say wood cameos or nut cameos? And the cheer and the whisper were sufficient to draw the attention of those who were not in line.

"... hey, I'm cheering over there..."

"Oh, those are the elf women. There seems to be someone else in line..."

"It's not just the elves. And the women of the people...... no, are all the women in line?

"... I just saw a similar queue somewhere else... and there were noble men over there."

"... wait a minute. The aristocrats were (...) lined up themselves?... not having servants lined up (...)?

"Yourself, you were in line"

Speaking in confusion is a line that came from neighbouring Manastella to inspect the May festival here in Elgin. Although the overarching goal of connecting the handouts (once) with the Liaison Conference Secretariat was not fulfilled, visiting Elgin here on the ground nevertheless allowed me to grasp an alley of valuable information that I could not have obtained by being in Manastella. In particular, the information that anti-theodrum air was spreading among the non-fumes was seen as important and I thought it should be brought back to my country as soon as possible…

"It seems to be a product of a cold village called Edge Village. You said dyes and scratches."

"Are nobles and non-fumes obsessed with such small village crafts?

"Regardless of the non-fumed women... even the aristocrats are lined up..."

It was only in the order of the queues that the servants were lined up, but the key choice of goods could not be left to the servants - or the servants' side declined in tears - for the reason that the noble women lined up immediately (whimpering), and the husbands and fathers who did not go to line up the ladies and the ladies alone - openly - are the wings accompanying them.

"... I can't help it if I'm doing this here. Actually, we'll have to check."

"Confirmation..."

"... are we lining up over there?

"Some hands actually go out with Edge Village instead of queuing..."

Aristocrats, anyway, are Edge Village ornaments to which the non-fumed women are obsessed until then. Assault the village of Edge on the main mountain?

"... in that village, in case you make a bad mistake..."

"... you'd be lucky to have to slap me"

"Not only are you non-fumed, but you can't definitively turn the women of this country against you."

In conclusion...

"... Again, you shouldn't risk it. Let us queue up and listen to those who are before us and those who are behind us.

As a crow, we didn't want to welcome the village of Edge until Manastella, our neighbor, ended the May Festival Middle-day of Erguin, like Fury Tao.