After chatting about this and that for a while, before we knew it, it was time for dinner.
"All right, everyone, listen up. We've got guests at our camp today. They're proper adventurers too, so make sure you don't start any trouble. Now then, enjoy your meal."
Before everyone ate the food that had been portioned out, Finn spoke to the party.
"Thank you for having us. I'm sorry."
Bell said as he accepted some stew and a few pieces of fruit.
"We've got plenty of extras, so don't worry about it."
"Yes..."
I'd only taken out a few extra sets of tableware.
That much was...
"Bellf! Grill some meat for us!!!"
"And salmon too, while you're at it!"
"I'll take care of the captain's..."
Compared to those guys, this wasn't even a nuisance.
"Haaah..."
I shoveled some slightly cooled stew into my mouth and mentally tallied the remaining supplies.
"...Yeah, that should work."
We had a fair amount of provisions, so we could afford a little luxury.
"Potato boy..."
"Wait."
"Okay."
I barely finished fulfilling the requests from the executives and a few of the others before I returned to the tent.
"I'm exhausted..."
"Good work."
"Next time, grill it yourself."
At this rate, I was going to end up famous as a cook someday.
"Then I'm going to rest."
"Yeah. Good work."
I opened the tent I had projected separately.
It looked like an ordinary tent, but it was a magic tool.
It was disposable, but it could deploy a barrier as sturdy as [Rho Aias].
Since it was a magic tool, it also had the advantage that I could project it as long as I had enough mind.
"...Come to think of it, I'm curious. How much could I sell this for?"
With that utterly useless thought, I drifted off to sleep.
"...B...h..."
"..."
I woke up to noisy voices coming from outside.
"What's going on?"
"Ah, Bellf."
When I stepped out of the tent and looked around the camp, I saw some unfamiliar faces.
"...Gods?"
"Yeah. Bell's god and Lord Hermes."
"It's illegal for gods to come down into the Dungeon, right?"
"Yeah."
As I recalled, they got stripped of half their Familia's assets...
"Sounds like they're in for a rough time."
Well, not my problem.
I should get some more sleep.
"Bellf."
"What?"
"Let's go to Revilia Village."
"...?"
Why was he suddenly saying that when he usually had no interest in anything?
Had Revilia Village put out a new potato boy or something?