Move from the forest for about 20 minutes and you will arrive at a wide grassland.Among them, Ray finally breathed his breath as he descended to a place with a big enough rock.

"I'm relieved for now,"
"Glu".

　Sitting on the grassy ground leaning against a rock, Seto scrapes his head against the back of his throat.
　He scratched his head with a smile.

"Set, thanks to you, I managed to get out of the woods."
"Grull".

　"Don't worry," he whispered.

"For the time being, let's spend the night here looking for a place to-morrow for the people of the town or the village. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

　Suspicion welled up in Ray's heart.That is because Zepail's knowledge had no information about water bears or scallops.
　Certainly, with hundreds of years of blanking, information could be incomplete.But is it possible that information about the demons that live around their hiding places doesn't exist for two consecutive animals?It may not be entirely untrustworthy, for the information of the wolf, which is the beast, was commonplace.The same goes for the size of the forest.According to Zepyle's knowledge, the forest must have been smaller.It wasn't on the scale of getting out of the car after running for more than 10 hours on the set.

"Glu?"
"Well, it's no use worrying about it's no use worrying.Let's get ready for tomorrow by getting ready.Seto, bring me the tree over there.

　He asked Seto to bring a tree of his own size, which lay at the end of his gaze, and he took out the arm of the water bear's flesh from the mistling.
　This is because the flesh of the bear's palm was delicious, though I knew it from a vague memory.
　He cuts Mizukuma's right arm into pieces with a misril knife and sticks it into a dead tree that had fallen nearby.

"Rolling".

　Just as 10 skewers were ready, Seto came back here rolling the fallen tree on his front foot.
　Looking at the situation, he takes the death size out of the mystery ring while admiring the strength of Seto's power.

"I don't know if the first thing you cut with a scythe is firewood... what would Zepyle say if he found out?"

　He laughed bitterly like that, but with a flash, two or three flashes of blade, the fallen tree was cut into small pieces and transformed into firewood.
　When sufficient quantities are gathered, they prepare for a bonfire and chant a spell.

'Fire, gather at my fingertips.Little Sparrow Flame"

　The flames spread to the bonfire, and the camp is ready with a skewer of bear meat that was made at a reasonable distance to the ground.
　As expected, there were no camping goods such as sleeping bags or tents in the mystery ring, so the bonfire in front of him becomes Ray's friend for the night.

"Grull".

　Soon, the meat starts to be broiled by fire, and when an appetizing scent drifts around, Seto moves toward Ray.
　While laughing bitterly at the deep-throated seto, they serve raw meat that has not yet been skewered.

"Eat this for now until the meat is cooked,"
"Glu".

　Cut raw meat and bite it several times before swallowing it.and gave him a new slice of meat, watching him beg for more with his blue eyes.(It would be better for a man to chew well, but what about a Gryphon?)

　After about five minutes of feeding the seto, the meat that had been broiled on the bonfire was finally cooked, and the skewers were removed from the ground and stuck to the meat dripping with gravy.
　The first thing I felt was the overwhelmingly rich taste of meat.When Ray had been fed bear meat that a hunter in the neighborhood had killed, his impression at that time was, 'Well, isn't it bad...?'On the other hand, it is not wrong to say that the meat of water bears is already different from the bear meat that Ray knows.Perhaps it was good that the meat was disassembled when removing the magic stone and eventually the blood was drained, but the slightly remaining bloody smell was added to the taste of meat peculiar to wild animals, and the taste can be described as rich in flavor.
　"However, regrettably, there is no seasoning at all, so it only tastes like meat."At least salt would be quite different.
　Actually, Ray didn't know, but the more magical you have, the more delicious you tend to have.However, there are some demons who have bad meat even if they have high magical powers, and others who have good meat even if they have low magical powers.In that sense, it must have been fortunate that the first thing to eat was water bear meat.

"Grull".

　When he offered the skewer to Seto, who was sticking out his face, he skillfully took the meat off the skewer and brought it to his mouth.Ray had been eating meat for a while, but when he was satisfied with eating it, he took out the clara fruit instead of dessert and bites it.
　He quickly ate the fruit, which had sweet and sour juice and flesh, and stood up with the set on the side of the remaining raw meat.

"Glu?"

　Seth, who noticed Ray's condition, looked at him, but he became absorbed in raw meat again, perhaps because he judged that there was no danger around him.
　He moved a little further away, smiling bitterly at Seto's appearance, leaning his death-size against a nearby rock, and then beginning to be flexible as if to check his physical condition.
　Reiji's body in Ray's memory was certainly quite soft, but Ray's body was more flexible than expected.
　First of all, if you keep standing and extend your hand straight, you can touch the ground with your palm flat, and there is still room to spare.
　After that, he did the flexible exercises he learned in middle school and high school for a few minutes.

"Well, that's enough for the warm-up exercise."

　muttered he, taking the death-size against the rock in his hand, and holding it in his hands.

"Huh!"

　A flash of energy. Death-sized blades tear through the sky.However, he didn't seem to like something, so he leaned his head and set himself up again.

"Huh!"

　Another flash. My twist was different from before.He was conscious of the rotation of his hips when he shook it down, and released it so that the movement could be accurately conveyed to the death size.

"Well, like this,"

　Perhaps he understood how to handle death size only by swinging it down two times, but he repeatedly swung it sideways from right to left, and then swung it sideways from left to right, and then swung it as much as he could think of as a scooping-up blow from below.
　It's been about 30 minutes since that happened.At first, he was left to his own strength and was somewhat awkward, but gradually he became able to control his death size freely.Can you imagine the speed that ordinary warriors and swordsmen could not do without jealousy?
　Just before the blade of the death size, which is shaken down from the kesa, hits the ground, bounces up while adjusting the blade so that it comes straight up, and then mows it straight to the side.
　If the current series of attacks had been carried out on a human being, he would first be slashed with a scythe over his shoulder, then cut off his right arm with a cut-up blow, and his head would be blown out of his torso with a flash of horizontal naginata.
　After that, he continuously wielded a scythe, sometimes using his handle like a spear or a club to show tricky movements in combination with a death-size blow, but he became more accustomed to handling death-size.
　What Ray was already performing was not an awkward movement, such as a stroke at the beginning and a stroke again, but a dance that was sharpened enough to be called enmai.The blow from the blade was as sharp as if to cut through the air, and the blow from the handle seemed to have the power to penetrate with half-baked armor.
　Ray had been devoting himself to such a death performance.and the movement became more and more sharp...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　With a blow of all my might, I flashed a flash of death-size beside me and stopped it.

`Well, you're pretty much used to it,'It's been a few hours since he started training on death-size, and even though his ability to do death-size has left the user with little weight, Ray has not lost his breath as he continues to wield a huge scythe without a break.

"You mean the body made by the best magicians in the world.I can't believe I'm out of breath even if I keep moving without a break."

　Sweat is floating on my forehead, but that's the only change I can see.
　I went back to the place where the fire was burning with death size, where Seto was throwing firewood into the fire with a stick.The flesh of the right arm of the water bear has not yet been found, and it has been beautifully rolled to the ground with only bones.

"Grull".

　Seto welcomes Ray by making a short sound in her throat, saying, "Welcome home."
　Unlike the usual Gryphon, Seto is born from Ray's extraordinary magical powers, so his powers of thought are human-compliant or higher.Understanding Ray's words is probably proof of this.Even now, Ray knew that what he was doing was to check the specifications of his body and to train himself to master the tricky weapon of a scythe, so he was patient even with the spoiled Seto.
　So

"Seto, can I get some water?"
"Grunt!"

　When asked by Ray, who loved him so much, he was happy to activate his water polo.
　When the water polo you put out to the set floats and stops in front of the ray, you put your hand in there to scoop up water and wash your face.

"... Oh, my God.Don't you have towels?"

　I soon realized that I was going to fail, but if I cut the water by hand, I'll leave it to natural drying.

"Glu".

　When you lean against Seto's body sitting on the ground, Seto chirps in a spoiled voice.
　While dealing with Seto, who is rubbing his head against him, he thinks about his plans for tomorrow in his heart.

(For the time being, if you go to the town or village as originally intended, which way? Fortunately or unfortunately, you could not find anything that could be called a highway even if you were a little far from the forest, so you can assume that the forest was far away.)

　Even if you say you have inherited Zepail's knowledge, it doesn't include anything like a world map or a map of Japan.It's just information like, roughly, where is the country next to, and beyond that mountain range, the country next to...
　And even that information is hundreds of years old, and it is not a reference to the current situation.

(And if my bad hunch is correct, most of Zepail's knowledge could be useless.)

　There is no information on the magical things I met in my knowledge, and there is a difference in the size of the forest.Considering this, it is highly likely that the hundreds of years or more that Zepyle had mentioned have passed.

"Well, if you go to town or village, you'll find out."
"Glu?"

　I shook my head as if I were scratching Seto's head, which was chirping in the back of his throat.

"At any rate, to-morrow.Let's go and find a place for people tomorrow morning."
"Glu".
"Can I ask the watchman?"
"Gruly!"

　He fell asleep, wrapped in silky hair and pleasant body temperature, listening to Seto's cry of "Leave it to me."