"My king. We've lost contact with the adventurer we sent to investigate the dungeon.

I had a bad feeling, but I didn't expect ...... I had a bad feeling about this, but I didn't think it was .......

　The king is puzzled.
　The magic power that was confirmed from that dungeon was no ordinary power.
　In the back of his mind, he had been praying that he was wrong, but this investigation negated even that.

"My king. Those adventurers are the ones with the S rank title. I think it's safe to assume that there are quite a few monsters lurking in the dungeon.

I'm aware of that. The question is whether those monsters are our enemies or not. If it is an enemy, ...... a battle is inevitable.

　The king feared that the monster lurking in the dungeon would attack the country.
　The king feared that the monsters lurking in the dungeons would attack the country, and if they did, the country would suffer tremendous damage.
　In fact, the entire human world might be severely damaged.

　The king sensed that much dread.

The king sensed this dreadful situation. "Just in case, please inform not only the neighboring countries but also the elven countries of this information. This may become a cross-species problem.

"Elf country? ......?　We don't know which side they'll take, so it's a bit risky, isn't it ......?

"So let's get them on our side as soon as possible. Their strength will definitely be useful. I'm sure they'll be nervous about an unknown monster.

"I see, I understand.

　Thus, the king began to write letters to the neighboring countries and the elven countries.

　This kind of behind-the-scenes preparation is essential if you want to outsmart your equal or superior opponent.
　If something goes wrong, it's too late.

"My king. If you're going to mess with the Elf Nation, why not talk to the Dragon Nation as well?

"That's a question that should be considered a little more carefully at ....... The dragon people are too dangerous. We might have to fight the dragons before we fight the monsters.

I'm sorry, too, ...... that I overstepped my bounds.

　A comment from a subordinate.
　The king thinks about it for a moment and then dismisses it.
　The king dismissed it after some thought.

　In addition, since he had little contact with humans, it was unclear whether he could even talk to them properly.

Anyway, we must start preparations as soon as possible. Even though it was just a survey, the monsters might think they were attacked. They could have attacked us tomorrow. Let's get rid of every single thing that makes us uneasy.

　Eliminate all sources of uncertainty.
　This was a moment when the King's way of thinking was clearly expressed.

　It is the same with people and problems.


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I'm in trouble.

What's the matter?　Aria.

　In the area known as the Dystopian Cafeteria, the Demon Lord Aria was sighing in distress.
　I don't know what happened, but there's no way Richt can leave it alone.

　He sat down next to her and spoke to Aria.

"Oh, Richt. In fact, you're aware of it too, aren't you?

"......?　Sorry, that doesn't ring a bell.

You've been eating the same kind of food lately, haven't you?　You've been eating only the same kind of food lately. It's no wonder you've been cooped up. ......

　Aria's problem is with food.
　It's true that Aria is right, dystopian meals are becoming a pattern.
　I'm not saying I'm tired of it, but I wouldn't be surprised if some of us start looking for a change.

In the first place, there are too few people who can cook in this dystopia. The only decent one is Tise. The food Iris makes is inedible.

"Just out of curiosity, is Aria on ......?

I'm not so sure about ...... either.

　I'm not sure about that either.
　And that's Tise, who's always busy.
　I'm not sure I'm going to be able to do it.

"Ah!

But isn't it difficult to learn how to cook now?　The ingredients are limited.

I think I may have come up with a devilish plan that will solve everything.

　Aria smiled wryly.
　I may have come up with the devil's plan to solve everything.
　He didn't have the impression that Aria was smart, but he listened to her just in case.

"First of all, you're not going to resuscitate the cook, are you?

Of course not!

　"Of course not!" said Aria, returning to the subject.

"We're joining forces with a non-human species!　We can pull food and cooks from them.



You mean the ...... deal?　That sounds like a good idea, but what do we have to offer?

"I'll take care of that. There's a lot of jewels and weapons I've been hiding. They're quite valuable, if I do say so myself.

　Aria spoke confidently.
　She was so confident that this mission would be a success.

By the way, what kind of non-human species do you think we'll be dealing with?

I've seen elves and dragons in relatively close proximity.

　Thus, the goal of the dystopia was decided.