Dungeon Master Makeup Money

Hanami went with the holiday plans for everyone.

I have to work when the holidays are over. Even so, today's job is a request I took on as an adventurer.

The adventurers will be introduced to the request to escort ordinary people using the labyrinth during the period in which the flower view is being held. Even the labyrinth owner was not able to allow metastasis using metastasis crystals to the unreached hierarchy.

So, make a request to the adventurer to escort him to his destination.

If Meadow Field is your destination, more than half of the adventurers can get there while escorting you.

The job I was given was to guard a place where I was watching flowers.

I know because I'm a labyrinth lord, but demons in this hierarchy never attack people. The fact is, though, that ordinary people and adventurers don't know that and can't publish it.

So adventurers are refraining from being attacked everywhere.

"You have a problem with that."

The liberated labyrinth.

It is visited there not only by civilians but also by nobles. It couldn't possibly be, such as a safe labyrinth, and I was visiting it with interest wanting to see something rare.

The nobles have guard knights and hired awesome adventurers.

"You can drink a lot in a place like this."

"It's trivial for civilians."

"You're securing the place I deserve to be a nobleman."

"Absolutely."

It's nobles and butlers and a pair of men who think they're talking like that.

He says he's still a young aristocrat in his twenties, visiting the labyrinth, and he's got a bunch of gemstoned rings in his hand. Deacon is old enough to say he's a youth, and he actually looks hectic just because he's turning his smile to the Lord.

Though they both go as far as Meadow Field, they don't look like the kind of people who can attack the labyrinth. Most importantly, it doesn't matter if you have ten knights to consolidate your surroundings. It is also a large area with nearly 20 other servants and thinkers.

"Hey, you guys"

"Yeah."

Speak to the family whose butler was banqueting under the cherry tree.

A man, a drunk parent, replies in a drunken manner without even realizing that the other person is an aristocratic associate.

"Master Yortan of the Richarlett family will let me use this place. Just give me the place."

"You know what?"

A man who was having a banquet first gets up.

"This place is liberated by everyone without separation of identities. Even places have to be first-come, first-served if they don't imitate staying long. We visited in the morning to show the rumored scenery to our family. Sorry, but hit me elsewhere."

The drunken man seemed a little crisp about the way the butler said it.

In this case, there is no choice. Because they are equally free for all, they try not to cause trouble on the grounds of their identity, and to tell them in advance at the entrance of the Adventurer's Guild or Labyrinth that they will be punished if they do so intentionally.

There are many adventurers on this scene, so I don't have any trouble with witnesses.

Of course it is told to the facades of the Richardette family. Still, I guess it's because I seriously thought it wouldn't matter if the butler told him that it was nobility that went into this behavior.

"Are you going to defy the Richardettes?

"Ugh..."

The drunk man also finally realizes how badly he was dealing with the aristocracy and then retreats.

This is a problem that cannot be left alone.

"I'm sorry, but what he's saying is right. No matter how aristocratic you are, there's no point in this place."

"What about you?

"I'm an adventurer. I've been told to keep this place safe."

Troubleshooting was our job, too.

"The adventurers are going to turn their teeth to the Richarlets."

"Turn to your teeth? You're the one who's breaking the rules. I ask you something that doesn't make sense, can you tell me the title?

"It's the Count's house."

Huhun, and Yortan with his chest stretched.

The Count would mean equivalent to the Alistair family.

"It was the Alistair family that laid down this rule. If you don't obey, you'll be hostile to the Alistair family."

"Ugh..."

The Alistair family is famous as the Earl who governs the border.

The south of the kingdom never falls short of supplies thanks to the availability of various objects from the labyrinth. It is the Alistair family that maintains that situation.

By contrast, I had never heard of the Richarlets or anything like that. It can be expected that the name is not known because nobility is already on the verge of collapse, or because he does not hold any position.

Even such a person seemed to understand the danger of making the Alistair family enemies, and was distracted by the name.

Regardless of my identity, the rules for liberation were mine, but I asked Mr. Keith directly to make them known, so I made them the rules set by the Alistair family.

If you're dealing with a nobleman, the Alistair family is more effective.

"Shit, can you stay here! We've come all the way to this country, so we'll have a little fun in the city before we go home!

"Yes, sir."

"Brother, you've been rough for a long time"

"What?"

There was someone who spoke up to the frustrating Joltan. No, I don't know if I can call you 'people'.

"In that case, it's delicious, but you should eat it and feel better."

The person who spoke was a man who had opened an outdoor shop near the place where the feast was taking place.

Meadow Field today was also liberated by merchants and many sold food and groceries in outdoor stores.

"Why don't you try one?

"Hmm, the kind of things that civilians eat..."

"Eat one because you think you've been fooled without saying so"

Yortan trying to ignore the persistent man and leave.

A beauty with pale hair appeared before Yortan when she turned away from the man. Such a beauty that even Joltan, who lived long and luxuriously in the Wang capital, had never seen it.

In the beautiful woman's hand was a plate, with skewers stabbed and meat cut into small pieces.

"Go ahead."

"Ugh, um..."

A loved yortan mouths meat as recommended by a beautiful woman.

…… Ugh, delicious! I've never eaten meat like this before!

"You bet! This guy came hunting in the labyrinth, burning meat from demons."

"The demon in the labyrinth...... are you an adventurer!?

"No, it's not like I'm an adventurer. But we're confident in our power. I'm looking for something delicious while I'm traveling."

Sometimes the gastronomy we gain by doing so is served on our own or as it is now.

A threesome of self-proclaimed gastronomers...... that's how it was set up.

"Hey."

"Oh, and your brother..."

"What are you doing?"

The man who was baking meat - turning to the flaming armor and asking.

The beauty who provided the meat to Yortan is the sea snake, and it is the thunderbeast who is taking on the chores. It had an outdoor shop like the emergence of the Ice God's Krashel.

"What, you got permission?"

Flaming armor that made me want to open the dewstore myself when I heard that the flower viewing would take place.

We hunted the meat ourselves and gave permission if we were to prepare our own outdoor shop for sale.

"I didn't mean to give you permission for meat like this."

"There are no restrictions."

You won't be able to tell from the people around you what meat it is.

But I, the labyrinth owner, [appraise] and you'll find out in one shot.

"This is Behemoth's meat."

There are also behemoths in the labyrinth.

However, it is the untouched realm of mankind that has Behemoth.

I hope you don't serve meat that only shows up in a place like that.

"Meh, is there such a demon with delicious meat in the labyrinth!?

Look, Yortan got interested.

Oh, there he is.

Flaming armor has affirmed that you have no idea what I'm trying to say.

Thunderbeasts and sea snakes in a position to stop were also cooperating in selling whether business was fun. But maybe the two of us know the seriousness of the situation to see him affirm and regret it.

"All right, we're going to get this meat! If meat tastes so good, I can definitely sell it. That way, our family will regain its strength..."

Yortan motivates himself to attack the labyrinth.

"I'm not gonna say anything bad, so you better stop it."

"What?

"It's the lower level that has Behemoth. I know you're going to take the escorts, but with them, you'll finally attack the upper echelons."

Don't listen to me.

One of the knights of the escort comes out.

The thickest of the escorts, the man who seems to be the commander from the trusted eyes of the other escorts.

"The gastronomer looks great..."

"Ahem?

Flaming armor flies killer.

A knight holding his chest down and squatting as his heart beats faster under the killing temper unleashed by the most powerful class of demons.

"Now that I've got my hands on the sword, I'm gonna miss it. However, it is up to you to make a noise that is not pleasant here. You tasted the gourmet, but I'm not going to spare my life for the delicious meat. It's impossible to get to the lower level for a guy who just takes a little kill and falls."

"Don't think you can do this for free!

Other knights support the squatting knight from both shoulders, and Yortan leaves with the butler.

"Well, I guess I'll sell you"

"I'm not worried about the sale."

I gave you permission without restriction.

I wasn't going to let it stop now.

"However, I can't get what I just said and done. I'll punish you later."

"Oh, hey! What are you gonna make me do!

Leave to return to work without answering the question of flaming armor.