Nankoufuraku no Maoujou e Youkoso

Transferred was a place like the lobby of a luxury inn.

I realized since I started working at Demon King's Castle that the dungeon is only a workplace. Totally different parts to show to customers and parts used by officials.

Amazingly modern and functional. It has a sense of cleanliness and is far removed from the image of the 'dungeon'. Perhaps it would be natural to think about it, but at first it was very uncomfortable.

Apparently, the Dungeon Master is in an uninstalled room with a transfer stone, and we walk to that location.

Arrived in front of a knobbed door. It also feels like a room in front of the inn.

Mr. Kay knocks.

"Lord, I have brought the people of the Castle of the Demon King"

No reply.

"Chi......"

Mr. Kay pounded his tongue and I felt like I did.

"Lord...... Thor. Open it."

The tone turns to shattered. This may be the case when there is no upward or downward relationship in the workplace.

"Did you come here to help us? Say hello as a dungeon master."

Then I heard a blur from across the door.

"... now you need to stay calm, Kay"

"What? How many more days are you gonna pull that off? And while you're at it, you're on the verge of paying, right?

"I know... I know, so don't tickle me like that. You feel even better."

"I didn't expect it to sink yet, it's amazing. I thought I'd gotten to the bottom of it, but I'm relieved I can afford it."

"I like your sarcasm, but I don't feel like laughing and listening right now. Uh... yeah, let's do it tomorrow. Tomorrow I will greet the people of Demon King Castle..."

"Phew."

Mr. Kay turned his back on the door.

You perceived that with the sound of a hoof, you can hear "No way... no, no..." from across the door.

The next moment, Mr. Kay's back leg jumped - crushing the door.

"Oh shit......! I knew it!"

Screaming from inside.

"Thank you for waiting, gentlemen. Go inside."

Kash was down when he followed him in front of the door, so he didn't have to worry about a kick and a fall or anything.

but Kash, who just glanced at the back leg kick, is opening his little mouth slightly and shivering his ears with puffiness.

I've been leaning over, so I stroked my head to reassure him.

"Good kick"

Mr. Fulcus, who ate up the skewers, praises him briefly.

Shouldn't someone put a penetration into kicking through the door?

Apparently it's not that kind of air, so I entered the room as Kay urged me to.

It was a simple room. Only minimal furniture and a shower room.

Mr. Dungeon Master wrapped himself around the futon and held his knee at the corner of the room.

"Oh, oh, already. I don't have the magic to fix the door."

"You don't have to fix it."

"Haha, you had that hand. Kay, you're a genius...... ha"

Mr. Dungeon Master laughing in a dry voice.

Hiding in the futon doesn't look good, but he's a man from his voice, and his body looks bigger than mine.

"Fine, say hello. It must be the Dungeon Master, like you."

"... Well, I'm a dungeon master disqualified idiot, but I hope you've been a little nicer. If I let you get cold, I won't be able to stand up anymore."

"Don't stand there saying you've been nice."

"Gu Hu..."

"Hurry up or I'll kick your ass, too, okay?

"Stop. Because I'm leaving my life..."

With that said, a dungeon master who stands up reluctantly and so on - Mr. Tor.

For green skin, thick limbs and torso compared to regular people.

Mr. Thor was an oak.

"Ha... sorry to show you the embarrassment. This is Thor, the dungeon master of our dungeon. Thanks anyway."

We'll name it, too.

"Uh... Mr. Lemme? Oh, lemegeton, eh, ex-phenics party lemme!?

You just noticed, I'm surprised Tor jumped up.

"No, no, no... Huh? 'Cause you were holed in the belly of [The Flaming Brave], right?

"Right..."

"But they kicked you out of the party, didn't they? [Warrior] Aruba said in an interview."

"It's not accurate, but, well, it's pretty much like that,"

"Blah, blah, blah. I was wondering why there was a [black demon mentor] at the fourth place party, too. Oh, excuse me......!

Kay stares at me and Tor trembles in a freak.

She wasn't surprised, but Mr. Thor's reaction is something more natural.

"Oh, but... if you're so strong, why were you kicked out? No, not that you doubt your strength! We've been approaching from the castle of the demon king."

"There's a lot going on. More than that, I was hoping we could talk about helping with the dungeon."

Mr. Thor's eyes cloud as soon as possible.

"Oh, oh... hehe, I was. It wasn't if you cared about people..."

The junior/beginning dungeons originally had continued management difficulties.

It was the Demon King's father who offered financial assistance there. Mr. Thor, who believed the man that he knew his grandmother, apparently signed the contract without reading it carefully.

Failure to repay by the due date will result in the seizure of the dungeon.

"... please, curse me if you like. I'm an asshole oak who can't even read the contract..."

"Fool. Scum. A quote that ran into a stupid act without a word of consultation with me, a brilliantly deceitful, irremediable asshole."

It was Kay who cursed her.

"Oh, um... I told Mr. Leme about that now"

"Excuse me. I thought I'd be happier if my maid cursed me."

"I wonder if that kind of sexuality... I wouldn't ask for it in public."

Dungeons are almost inexhaustibly magical producing properties, but their output and production vary from dungeon to dungeon.

Suppose, for example, there was an infinite amount of water coming out, but what if it only came out one drop every few seconds?

Just because you're inexhaustible doesn't mean you can do anything.

Considering the area, we decide how many layers to put together and how much to build a staff facility.

"Me too, I didn't just pull it off. I've thought about it a lot... but I can't break the law..."

In entertaining the dungeon, the use of magic was strictly prescribed by law.

To put it very simply, it is a law that should not be used outside of dungeon operations.

It's magic to move video boards (TVs), computer boards (PCs), refrigerators, cocoons, etc. The source of magic is Demon Stone. Stone that can store magic and use it with your own magic or your purchased magic.

In addition, magic is also a source of magic.

The magic stones in circulation are created so that they cannot be converted to magic, but occasionally magic crimes using modified magic stones are also committed.

Yes, inexhaustible magic can enrich life, but it's also dangerous.

"Around there, let's think about it together"

When the war had just ended, even the Dungeon Masters didn't exactly understand how it worked. Some may have thought about it, but it's not happening.

Given its value for use, should we assume that there was some problem and it could not be used?

Instead, we imposed strong restrictions.

Until modern times, this law has hardly changed. Enough to allow some Adventurer Magic Body (Avatar) generation or more to be recognized as an employee facility.

I mean, you can't make money with the magic of a dungeon. Because it's illegal.

It is allowed to have the defeated adventurer generate a Magic Body (Avatar), but the adventurer does not come in the first place.

"Think... even when you say staff, the field is defense, right? Not management. Well, I had some defense for the tenth tier, too. I mean, that was awesome. I have to be in this state. It's an infinite repetition of what I recorded. But, you know, this is a junior dungeon." Special guest has Demon King's Army Staff! 'I don't want to invite adventurers with such complains. You can't if you distort it there... "

If you hustle and tell of my visit to defeat the Phoenix party, a nearby adventurer will push you.

But then, the dungeon rank goes up substantially.

Not the way you push me forward.

I'm not going to deny that commitment.

- Yes, sir.