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

What to do with the leather products that are made up.

There is no more to the product than being a dime and a tannery. But this time it was a little different on its own.

"Always let it circulate just inside you... is that okay?

"Whatever it is, it's 'phantom leather'..."

I talked to my colleagues, Horn and Tuba, about the extra Dime in the idea, but the two people I was asked to consult also had to be confused. The requesting Selmine has refused to cooperate early, and I was easygoing to leave it in the Liaison Conference Secretariat hall...

"In the first place, we're talking about using it instead of ancient alcohol, right?

"I think that's what happened..."

What Horn is saying is that when Crowe and I spoke on the Magic Communicator over two weeks ago, we talked about what we talked about. At that time - I was asked if salvage products other than ancient liquor were not talked about due to the fact that there were fewer stocks of ancient liquor left... that should be a good understanding.

"So... I guess it still means we should flush it among the humans."

It is Tuba who concludes with a face… no. It is over-thinking.

Crowe recovered the odd tanned leather from the shipwreck, so he pressed it on Dime, who is in charge... just trying to get him to look at it. Suppressed (in the first place), he said that he was worried about disposing of large quantities of recovered ceramics, but he was not willing to bring in more troublesome substitutes such as Crimson Burn leather.

As for Crowe, at the time I pressed the troublesome leather against the dime, I was concerned that the problem had been solved… because of three people who had been too distracted, they were just about to get caught up in a troublesome development.

"If I were to flush among the humans... Sir Holbeck would be the first to come to mind..."

"No... don't be too jealous of that lord. It's pathetic, isn't it?"

"That's right..."

The horns also have the reflection and guilt of getting into trouble over the ancient liquor thing. I beg you to wholesale the ancient liquor elsewhere (approx.), and pushing a new non-ancient liquor brand is an abuse from whoever sees it.

"I thought it would be easier to keep it in the corner of the hall..."

"That's not why. They say it should also circulate steadily among the fat, upper-class people in their eyes."

- You said you didn't say.

"Then... let the Adventurer Guild handle it? I hear advanced adventurers have quite a few handouts to the upper echelons?

"But certainty will be lacking"

"Before that, I don't know if you can keep an eye on me. Leather Armor (Leather Armor) may still be..."

"No... if you're a Wyburn variant of leather armor (leather armor), don't you normally use it yourself? I guess defensive performance is good enough?

"Right."

"But then... all I can think of after that is a liquor guild, huh?

"Do you want me to keep my mouth shut on a leather guild or something with the guild connection?

"First of all, make sure the pursuit is huge."

"Well... this is dismissed"

"But... then you're blocked. I can't think of a handout."

"No... speaking of adventurers..."

Dime waits like he came up with something.

"Did you come up with something?

"Ah. I have an adventurer in my fellow beasts who sometimes said things like selling materials to human merchants. He's a merchant who deals properly with you, and he's got a good face for it."

"Ho..."

That sounds like a good story.

This story was combined with the work of Kunz, a depressed beast adventurer with Elgin as his root castle.