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

He was Sir Warren, who rambled on Sarali, but three less than the king were nodding (nodding) with a strange face. If the ancient liquor that is secretly a source of headaches is to be cleaned up, I would also be tempted to make up one or two of the "obvious" reasons.

"... then... it is our established policy to launch a grand banquet... and secretly prepare for it."

... the royal appreciation of ancient liquor will be known around the point where even the prime minister says this.

However, being a prime minister seems to be just as concerned with the practical aspects, and goes on to say the following.

"... as Isharaiah put it, some things are missing"

"For your information - what is missing?

"Above all, you're personnel. When it comes to the big banquet to name the country, it's as if there aren't enough samurai, samurai, and cooks. Let's hire some new people. You'll need to make a compromise with the chief samurai or the head chef."

"Well, it sounds like you should keep your hands around early."

"Mmmm... what else?

"As His Majesty releases the ancient liquor... arrangements for ingredients are necessary regardless. And then... there's not enough dishes."

"Dishes..."

Upon the Prime Minister's pointer, the three below the King also realize that this may be awkward (first).

Even if it is a royally-sponsored grand dinner party. There is also a need for a stranded number, but there is no reason to offer a rare substitute for it. When it comes to arranging fairly high-grade dishes...

"... will you make it?

"It's the only way to fit."

"That would be the quickest way to procure from a sinking ship."

The three laughed out loud at the king's joke, but there was one who did not laugh.

Anyway, if there was just one person who didn't make sense of the joke, one of them who didn't laugh was the problem.

"... Warren? What are you thinking?

"... may not be bad"

The remaining three look at Lord Warren in a frightened manner. What Sir Warren says at times like this is a lot of controversial (possibly) content, good or bad.

"We must be salvaging the sunken ship, but on the face of it, it was recovered by the subhuman (non-fumes). - So why don't you ask around the elves that work for the school to see if they can accommodate the dishes and other jewellery that you would have recovered from the sinking ship?

- Sir Warren said something terrible.

"... Warren, are you telling me that Xu is carrying other treasures?

"Think about it. Even the liquor that should have been easily lost and damaged released that number, right? I don't think there are a lot less jewellery than those that are supposed to be exceptionally hard to break."

Hearing the reasoning I had to convince myself, the three of them had to snort.

"But, Warren, you're supposed to be carrying treasure, but you're not letting it go. Why?

... I'm talking about that. Aren't you planning something that's not busy?

"Whatever at the moment. However, whatever that thought (or thought) may be, there should be no problem with us taking the deal. The reason we're dealing with them is because they're at least superficially non-fumed."

They were the three people who stared suspiciously at Sir Warren, saying there was nothing wrong with him... but they couldn't find any particular problem.

"... then what? In order to hit the big banquet at the New Year's Festival, (1) make up the reason why it should be done, (2) arrange for the arrecole that you think is necessary, and (3) order dishes as part of it?

"Based on the contents of the proposal, I was wondering if that would happen if we considered the measures that seemed reasonable. If I had a better idea, I wouldn't be stingy to withdraw or correct it."

- When I threw the pebble in, the serpent seemed to pop up without a way.