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

I got dressed and dressed. When Maria went outside with Frey, the other three had already done the disguise. Even so, Hank and Bart are just cushioning the hair they were finishing and storing their inert mustaches, and Kate just put a - fake - knife wound on her cheek, but still looks pretty different. Instead of saying that, you would be right to say that you took off the cat you were wearing in Vinstadt.

"... Kate, are you really going to scratch that?

"What is it? You look great, don't you?

"I'm not saying it doesn't look good... but don't imitate the wrong right and left like one day, okay?

"Ooh..."

Apparently, this man, after teasing the classic Hema already.

"Now, are you ready for this one? So long..."

When Hank said that and spoke to the Magic Communicator, eventually one person came down from the carriage where no one should have (...).

"I'll take care of you for a while."

"Oh, this way."

Hans Hendell, a former Comptroller of Theodoram and one of the Elder Undead, was bought knowledge of history and promoted to Crowe's dispatched patrol.

"But... can you transfer supplies and reinforcements all you want? The carriage ride is super comfortable... can exploring be such a pleasure?

"Oh? You're not licking your scouts, are you? It's easier because it's your husband's difference."

"I know that..."

Kate was right, this patrol assignment was even easier to break, even from the experience of the adventurers.

Anyway, the carriage I'm riding is actually a dungeon. Because it absorbs energy as a characteristic of the dungeon wall, the waving of the carriage is absorbed by the carriage (dungeon), thus providing excellent ride comfort, even without suspension. It was a dungeon carriage to avoid malicious attacks, but as a result of improved ride comfort before that, the advantages of being a dungeon were in this - diagonal from the crow - and the rating was consolidated.

It is a dungeon, so the carriage is strong with origami. Further, with the use of the clow dungeon transfer, supplies and personnel are easy to replenish, and in case of an escape. Freedom of communication and communication with headquarters. I'm glad to say that as a reconnaissance force I can't hope for any more generosity.

"Well, it's quick, but I want to make sure. Any additional instructions from your husband?

"There isn't. The basic policy is as before. Your husband is supposed to have come by, to check the path from the port of Morfan, Zugenhoun, to Edge Village, to check if there are any properties that might be suitable for the base, to gather various other information as appropriate, the topical setting is for the historical rash of the dojo - it's about me - to pass by the setting of the adventurer who took the escort. And... if the danger is imminent, abandon any hesitation and withdraw with a dungeon transfer. That's all."

"Hmmm... as I heard before I left"

In this patrol assignment, Hank, the leader of the adventurers, is supposed to remain the leader, leaving the route and schedule of exploration largely at Hank's discretion after predetermining only the basic policies.

"Now, with regard to the future route..."

When Hank says so, they all whisper, so they can hear Hank's words.

"Your husband hasn't said anything in particular, but I still think we need to explore trends in coastal countries… especially reactions to salvage products such as ancient liquor. Therefore, I would like to aim for Amulfan's Serkia as originally planned, so I think I will be able to gather information once I have done so."

"What information do we gather?

"As I was saying, that's the residents' reaction to the salvage. All you have to do is confirm where it's going to be a new base. I'll leave this to Hans' young husband."

"Oh... I thought it was set up like a historian. Are you packing up a little more details?

To Bert's question in charge of scouts,

"Yes, I thought I'd call it a former nobleman of Theodoram, who was duped by his parents after the road trip."

"What? Do you rose that you're from Theodoram? Are you gonna be okay?

"Unlike all adventurers, I think they sometimes ask me where I'm from, who I am. I thought I'd tell you the truth to some extent so you wouldn't get bored then."

"... wait. Does that mean...?

"Yes. He's actually a noble four-boy. I was thrown into the army instead of asking for permission."

"Oh, no, no... you didn't find out who you were?

"If you're a junior aristocrat in a coat of law, you're about to sweep it and throw it away. If I told you that I would refrain from giving you my last name because I have a problem with my parents' home, it would be impossible to identify me. The color of your hair and eyes has changed."

"Oh... so to speak..."

"You change color when you're undead. It's the first time I've known it since I was an undead."

"No... I think this is just about your husband's necromancy... Well, anyway, if you have a math, that's fine. Hans will want to get to the site of Gutenberg Castle as soon as possible, but convince me there."

"I understand. I've never been to a coastal country before, so I'm looking forward to it."