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

"... Ha... Your Excellency the Secretary of State has come all the way out here..."

"No, I'm surrogate. Well, that's fine... so you're saying that the leather in the example definitely came out of the non-fume?

"Ah, yes. I should have informed His Excellency the General about that...?

"Ah, ah. I'm listening, but I need to make sure."

Though you (more) looked misguided, Sir Yermaia Rover cursed his brother's indifference in the heart. I guess I didn't even care if I listened or skipped reading the details. That military idiot...

Forget that I am also in the position of acting as Lord Military (...), I was Lord Yermaia who cursed General Rover in my heart, but I will not let that happen every time.

"So the leather product in question, is there anything else?

"Ah, yes. I sold some of them..."

"Sold!?

"Yes... thanks to you...?

As soon as General Rover gave me the address, I flew up to Banks myself to save time - not a metaphor, but actually used the Fei Long (Wyburn) - but some of it was already sold late.

Then... couldn't it have prevented this leather thing from spreading to the public...

"... to tell me where I sold it..."

"I'm sorry. You can't do that as a merchant."

While I was frightened, I clearly apologized for Sir Yermaia's request to see how Parrib was doing, and to make sure General Rover's information was correct. We talked about being a trusted merchant with a single core... but it was Sir Yermaia who I think would have liked to be accommodating at times like this.

"... yeah, you have no choice. Now, I want you to talk about where the leather comes from in the future. Informal, but you can consider this a request from the kingdom. I don't know what to say instead, but it's in the store right now... so... let's buy all my leather for the price."

Sir Yermaia, who tried to strike his best hand at preventing the resurgence of the ancient liquor commotion,

"... what will happen to the next arrival?

"- Next time!?

His eyes were not distracted, and he could crush them in the worst possible way.

Let's go back a little bit here and reveal the evolution of things from when Parrib bought Crimson Burn leather at a tentative price until Sir Yermaia came to the store.

The day after the purchase, Parrib shipped Crimson Burn's business card holder to General Rover in the Wang capital. Flights from Banks to Wangdu take five days, even with a specially tailored express carriage. Feilong flights can take a day, but I can't afford that kind of expense. For that reason, Parrib, who had no intention of waiting comically in the meantime, visited Sir Partridge's mansion with his feet, which had sent flights to the king's capital.

Whether it folded well or even Lupa, who was just there, showed interest in the tannery, which he should not normally show interest in. Hi, "phantom leather" sounds like soul balls to show off to Crowe. Sir Partridge even bought it for his friend Sir Harcourt, but begins to worry about whether Lupa, who was watching it, should keep his father and brothers company. Anyway, if it's just a gift, can I just send "phantom leather" to my father, whose other noblemen have a terrible temper? In the end, after hearing the paribu saying that the next arrival - at that point - would be undecided, it seemed that I could not help but decide to secure it.

To Kunz, who visited the store the following day, Kunz, with the intention of the secretariat, took the consultation to Perlib, who paid the outstanding amount by reference to the amount obtained in commerce with Sir Partridge and the others. In fact, during the last conversation, it was revealed that Perlib was an acquaintance of Selmine. Having immediately obtained confirmation from Selmayne in connection with that information, the Secretariat had also been assured by Selmayne that it was a person (one person) for Perlib, and had been trying to use Perlib as a sales point for Crimson Burn leather products. … even though it is stipulated in the sacrifice to push trouble.

Parrib, unaware of such a backward circumstance, heard that Crimson Burn's leather products would be available a little more - around not revealing the quantity in stock, and Kunz bruised inside too - and honestly admitted that he would be happy to take the sale. Well, it's still a matter of time before the next minute arrives.

The next day, a number of customers heard about Crimson Burn leather products from somewhere and visited the paribu store and bought a few items. Some of them were ethnic traders of Manastella, but Paribu, who did not intend to stick his neck in international relations, sold it without care.

Even after that, it was a paribu that sold leather products to visitors, but I was wondering if I could make a bigger bag (bag) due to the unexpected user-friendliness of the mouth purchased for me. I talked to Kunz who visited the store to that effect and got an answer that I would just tell the craftsman. As a result of the consultation with Crowe by the requested Dime, Crowe became the wingman convenient for the handbag sample, and so on... It was eleven days after Parrib shipped the business card holder to General Rover of the Wang Capital that Acting Chief Military Officer Rover visited Parrib's shop.

"... I mean... even after the next time, Crimson Burn leather products are still scheduled to arrive, but their due date and quantity are unknown at this time?

"That's what happens."

Sir Rover raised his groan in his heart. As for "phantom leather," I don't think I should be out there in so much quantity, and I flew in for now to pick up what I was going to take... apparently the bill was sweet.

"... you have no idea how much will arrive?

"I'm sorry... but the craftsman doesn't know how much of the leather he's got is safe..."

"Safe...? Hey, this leather..."

"Huh. You said you pulled everything off a sinking ship."

I got a bad feeling about it.

If this leather had been pulled from a wreck just like ancient liquor, it would have slept under the sea for decades, and in some cases more than a hundred years. It is also logical that the quality of leather is unknown.

Worse still, assuming the obtained leather is so old, it is likely that it was before the Crimson Burn leather became "phantom leather".... In other words, when it was expensive but there was a lot going on. After all (today), the amount of leather obtained by the non-fumes - even minus the possibility that the majority are no longer able to tolerate use - could be considerable.

I mean - I'm no longer beyond what a person can do with his or her financial means.

"... ok. I can't believe it, I want to buy everything here for a while now. And as soon as the next shipment arrives... I want you to contact me before you sell it to another customer. Let's arrange a communications machine (hotline) for this purpose here. Also, as I said earlier, I want to get a mouthful of this leather source.... because it can make a lot of noise. The royal family doesn't like to be caught up in such disturbances."

Unexpectedly, Pearlib has a strong face when asked the disturbing word "disturbed" but "royal". Why should I be caught up in such a hassle when I have seriously encouraged the tunnel to do the trick and do business?

Kunz, the "depressed" gypsy who was watching outside the store, left the store in a hurry so that he could not be noticed. If we go into the store now, we will definitely get into trouble. I wish you no trouble like that. Anyway, I'll report this to the liaison meeting right away.