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

"... was sent depending on..."

"Is this the Second Prince's birthday celebration?

The wearing pyjamas in question were dedicated to Cermaine's greetings (greetings) when he served the sugar confectionery store in Syacaster, and to his lord, Syaford Weather.

That came out on the tabular stage now with the following history:

It began when the Seaford sign, who had a headache about what to give to the forthcoming birthday celebration of the Second Prince, gave some good wisdom and behaved impotently to the chief samurai. Sometimes (by chance) the chief of staff, who has long been accustomed to this unscrupulous gesture of hand, reminded me - also saying that the devil was whispering (sayin ') - of the pajamas for children that Selmine had dedicated some time ago. I've been amazed by the rugged design for a long time, but wouldn't that just fit the prince's old outfit?

Selmine, I intended to dedicate myself to the children of my lord - if I wanted to shoot the general, I would shoot the horse first - but Hate the Lord (unfortunately) and the Lord's Seaford sign are exquisite - without fear of misunderstandings, they are very cluttered and scarce in delicacy - because of their character, I completely forget about the children's clothing I received. Inevitably, the dressed pyjamas that should have been offered to the son of the lord had become the first to entrust the mourning of the empty flesh in the warehouse. That's why I've come here to be entrusted with a grand stage for a generation.

However, the problem is...

"You don't know who you are, do you?

"Hmm. The Archbishop asked the college people to look into it."

"You didn't detect any poison or curse, did you?

"Oh. I got my heartbeat pressed on that point.... you don't even know the material, but you don't know how you can determine that there is no harmful material there..."

"But the elf merchant brought it in..."

"Out of the way, it must be ten to eighty-nine."

"I didn't send this mysterious material to you."

- The Crowe gave birth to the Second Prince of the Kingdom of Illustration, without Crowe's knowledge.

"If you're concerned, why don't you just take it and die?

"... I'm in trouble because I can't do that.... with a lot of great food."

... sparkled my eyes and I was seeing them in my pajamas.

"... did you teach His Highness? Aren't you careless about anything?

"I didn't teach you. It was seen when I opened it. … you will never know that there is such a difficult substitute in the package that was given as a birthday celebration."

"Oh... the Seaford weather (Mr. Yagi), there was something so indifferent about it... You mean the liver is fat..."

"Oh, he's just a little rough without thinking."

Can there be more careless, daring, fat people than this boss - he was Lord Warren, who used his side for a moment, but soon realizes the next problem.

"... please wait.... assuming the dedication to the prince is the established route... isn't it difficult to keep the dedication secret...?

"Ah..."

- And General Rover opened his mouth, but the king sees he had already noticed and opens his mouth with pity.

"- That's what happens. Even if the prince of a country gave you a gift, the royal family can't say anything about it."

"... let the lords know who you are... is that what you call cancer...?

"But... haven't you ever moved to keep your affairs secret? Isn't that inconsistent with previous policies?

"... what is the request of the..."?

"Are you talking about friendship with non-fumes?

I'm confused because I can't read the intentions of Crowe.

- It is obvious because there is no intention.

"… No… Whatever the reality, it is apparently a gift from the Seaford climate. It would be unnatural to be royal here and king's palace, but to dare speak of friendship with non-fumes."

"Hmm... then what's your aim?

"Is it the Seaford sign? Tell him to reveal the circumstances."

"What do you care?"

"... Isharaea, why don't your lord remember a little something other than booze? Whether you have a non-fumed sugar confectionery store in Shearcaster."

"Oh... that's what I said... there was one, you know"

Though General Rover, who seems to be swallowing soldiers but was thus indifferent to sweetness, was frightened (hissing) for a moment by the jittery gaze around him.

"Are you heralding something soon to be done with sugar candy entanglement?

- Quickly let the head turn (meow) and the results of the discussion be spoken in a steady manner. I don't hold managerial positions in Dada while I can do these things.

And responding to this with the breath of A (ah) (yeah) - and being required to do so - is Sir Warren, who is heartbroken.