Rattling, rattling, rattled.With such a noise, the eight horse-drawn carts move away from the city of Gillum.
　Each carriage was filled with adventurers who volunteered for the Oak Conquest, and the cabins had at least one adventurer in preparation for the Guild's attack on monsters and monsters and bandits.
　Meanwhile, the coachman was the only one in the cab in which Ray was riding.

"It was a pleasant miscalculation to be able to count on Gryphon's ability to search for enemies.I heard that there was a monster that was taming, but I didn't know it was a Gryphon.I couldn't believe my ears when I heard Gran's story."
"Yes, yes, yes, yes.When I went to the main gate to meet him, I felt the same way when I saw Ray at a distance with his Gryphon as his pillow."
"It was unexpected for me that the horse pulling the carriage was calm.Even in the stable where I stayed, the horse was afraid of Seto, and seemed restless."

　If the horse pulling the carriage had been too afraid to move properly, he would have to move away from the carriage and act alone.Then, since Ray had not been seen, it is possible that a request for subjugation was submitted to the guild at the appeal of a traveler or merchant who saw Seto, and that the next mission was to subjugate Gryphon.

"I asked Gran that the monster you are taming is a glyphon.I ended up arranging the warhorses in a hurry.-- well, it was worth it."

　Bob looked out of the carriage window with a wry smile.where Sett walked quietly beside the carriage.
　The horse pulling the carriage did not seem frightened at all like the horse in the Wheat-tei stable at dusk, and pulled the carriage calmly.
　War Horse.It was created by crossbreeding high-caliber horses and trained them not to be frightened or confused during battle.It is about one and a half times as tall as a regular horse, and a goblin-sized monster has the fighting power to stamp to death.Naturally, the horse was brought up with such care, so the price is several times higher than that used by ordinary merchants and travelers.With a total of 16 expensive warhorses for eight horse-drawn wagons, you can see just how serious the Guild, the adventurer of the town of Guillum, is about to hunt down the oaks.

"But the others in the cab don't seem to trust Sett very much."

　Ray said he could leave the precautions on the road to Seto, but the other adventurers' parties didn't like it.As for Bobbs, when asked to protect their own safety, they did not take any more aggressive measures.

"That can't be helped.It's only a few days since you signed up for the guild, but it's hard to say for other parties that you haven't built up the track record like Elk."
"And I think your Gryphon is the biggest one, not just the enemy who will attack you,"

　Rodos says, linking it to Bobbs' words, and Elk nods to them.

"Well, for others it is nothing but a nightmare to be attacked by a Gryphon.That can't be helped.I'm not worried because I and Min got along with Seto in their own way... Rodos, you might be a little dangerous."

　Elk teases Rodos with a grin.
　But the next moment, Min, who was sitting opposite Rodos, sticks out his cane and buries it into Elk's belly.

"d*mn! Mi, Min... I don't think it's going to be a thrust because I can't shake my cane in a narrow carriage... but if it wasn't me, I'd be hurt."
"Shut up, madam.for he goes out of his way to threaten Rodos."
"Mother..."

　Rodos exclaims happily at Min's words.

(I suppose that's where the mother-in-law gets more serious.)

　Watching the scene, he took the skewer out of the mistling and carried it to his mouth, still hot.
　The texture is similar to chicken, but this may be poison-toed peach meat.It is a poisoned frog that Ray once encountered on a mission to subjugate Goblin.He found the meat poisoned, steamed it once, and baked it with a special sauce, sold it at a stall on the way to the guild, and bought it out of curiosity and kept it in a mistling.The hot skewers are still hot even after a few hours of purchase, as time has stopped inside the mystery ring.

"Oh, if you think it smells good... Ray, you're eating something good."

　Elk, who smells the sauce, gazes enviously at the pain caused by a blow from a cane.
　His eyes sparkle to the point where he doesn't think he is already middle-aged, and he spreads an atmosphere of wanting to eat.and, unable to bear the gaze, Ray reluctantly took another poison-tord skewer from the mistling and handed it over to the Elk.

"Oh, I'm sorry... I'm afraid it's still hot.What's going on?"
"It's a function of mistling.The flow of time is stopped in here.Hot things can be taken out hot and cold things can be taken out cold when stored."
"Well... it seems to me that it is only a rare article in the world."

　Min nods admiringly at Ray's explanation, and Rodos is naturally in a bad mood when he sees it.

"Hmmm. I'll tell you that no matter how good the sorcerer is, it doesn't matter if he's not good enough."

　Under such circumstances, the Oak Expeditionary Party proceeded with a carriage, leaving many seeds of anxiety.





　One of the cabs.There was a group of three adventurers in the carriage, one of whom was mainly on guard against Set, rather than around him.

"What are you going to do?I heard it was a chance to steal the item box, so I participated in this crazy request.I didn't hear you were taming the Gryphon!'
"Wait, Al.Don't be too fussy, it's disgraceful."
"Jackson, do you really know what's going on? It's a Gryphon, Gryphon! The Death of Monster Rank A! We're not the one who can do anything about it."
"Shut up, Al and Sunny.It doesn't mean that he's on the new side all the time when he says he's taming the Gryphon.Especially if you do well during battle or camp..."

　A man and a woman in their twenties make a fuss and a woman in her thirties calms down.

"But, my dear fellow, will the expedition of the oak fail?"
"And what's the matter?"

　A woman who easily replies to a man's voice.

"Because if the Oaks fail to be hunted down, the streets of Gillum will be..."
"Calm down, Al. A single failure in the expedition does not mean that the city of Gilm will be able to manage.Besides, we can get reinforcements from the country in case of emergency."

　He muttered in private that he would be well-behaved by the nobles who were waiting for the opportunity.
　Her name is Ceryl.He is a Rank C adventurer.Al and Snee, who were now in the same carriage, and Mulgus, who was in the cab, had a party called the Star of the Dusk.These four were not usually the ones who were tasked with subjugating the oak, and the existence of rare or superior species was confirmed.So why did you take the task?It was because he was trying to steal Ray's item box somehow.
　A rare item box to look around the world.I wonder how much money it would be if I could get it well.The mere thought of it sent a sweet sensation down Ceryl's spine.

(And with that money, I'm going out of this dangerous frontier.live amusingly in the royal capital)

　Ceryl is already in her thirties, and her career as an adventurer won't last long.In addition, he has already given up thinking that it is impossible to rise to B rank, which is said to be first class.He said that his C-rank was the best he could get.
　Then a newcomer suddenly appeared in his mid-teenage, and when he heard that it had an item box, Ceryl's belly was decided.Take away the item box by any cost.No, it has to be one's own.because I'm going through so much trouble.
　Ceryl thought so and ordered three of his subordinates rather than a party member to follow Ray's actions.When they heard that Ray was going to participate in a mission to kill the oaks that happened just in the right time, they decided to participate.

"But, my dear fellow,"Is that Ray so good as to knock down the Falcon's claws by himself? He said he would aim for the time when the Gryphon was gone."
"A little use of your head, Al. We don't have to beat the newcomer squarely and squarely.You can snatch it when you're asleep.You can take a surprise attack from behind in a battle.There are many means."Ceryl smiled meaningfully, but Al honestly didn't like it.
　Al himself is not particularly attached to Ray, but to the city of Gilm.That's why I don't want to interfere with Oak's mission to subdued him.

(And he knocked Vargas down in a daze.That Vargas, who was told that if it was just combat capability, there was no doubt of C rank.)

　Al suddenly wondered what Mulgus would do in the cab.
　Mulgus was basically a coward, and was frightened by the presence of a Gryphon, and offered to keep watch of the cab, so that he could sense his movements as soon as possible.who, being a coward, would have called him into the carriage and hurried away, if he had perceived something strange about him.

"... ah,"

　Suddenly, Sunny, who had been listening to their conversation without saying anything, was dumbfounded.

"What's wrong with you, Snee?"
"Mr. Ryoo... the Gryphon..."
"The Gryphon?"

　When the word Gryphon comes out, Ceryl never hides her nervousness and encourages her to move on.

"I'm kicking the fan wolf group all by myself."
"What!"

　Ceryl and Al stood up from their seats and approached the window at Sunny's words.
　and before his eyes a flock of Fangwolfes, with tusks about a circle larger and characteristic of the ordinary wolf, had been trampled upon by the Gryphon.
　If a person swings his/her forefoot with hooked claws, his/her neck will jump out, and if he/she leaps at the opponent who attacks him/her with his/her characteristic tusks exposed, he/she will pierce his/her head, and if he/she tries to go around backwards to bite his/her tail, he/she will kick it with the lion's foot and crush his/her torso.

"It's so easy to find a bunch of fans..."

　He muttered a dumbfounded murmur at the way he fought.
　Fangwolves are rank-wise F-rated monsters and are not strong enough to be alone.However, since wolves have turned into demons, they hunt in groups.Adventurers who have just registered in the guild think they're of low rank and don't have much to do with it, and they're hunting in groups and they're feeding on their opponents several times a year.
　Of course, Rank F is, after all, Rank F, and even in groups, it is E-rated.No matter how hard you try, it's worth the D-rated risk.
　There's nothing that we can't beat as a Rank D or C adventurer party.But could we fight such a simple, overwhelming, almost trampling on ourselves?and the Gryphon seemed completely unharmed as far as the eye could see from the cab.
　When he saw such a Gryphon, even Snee, who had ridiculed Al's cowardice, wondered what would happen if he had touched the newcomer and failed.

"I'm sorry..."

　Sunny's voice to Ceryl was filled with fear and fear.
　It's too bad as it is.You may break your heart before you take the item box from Ray.Ceryl, who made the decision, immediately yelled at him out loud.

"Both of you are not scared.As I said before, our aim is to steal the item box from the boy.No matter how strong the Gryphon is, there is no need for a head-on fight.If you take the item box by surprise, you just have to run away."

　Of course, the fate of the city of Gilmoo depends on the fate of the city, so it will be impossible to stay in the city of Gilmoo as long as it is carried out.Ceryl, however, intends to take the item box away and run away to the royal capital before selling the treasure and living in peace.He may be wanted as a prize head through the Gilm branch of the Adventurer's Guild, but even if he goes bad, he is in the C rank, and he is confident that he will not lose to those adventurers.Besides, if you had money to sell item boxes, you could hire a strong bodyguard, or you could put pressure on the guilds by engaging with aristocrats.
　Although the guild was an independent institution, Ceryl expected that, in the end, the guild would not be at odds with the nobles to seek him alone, because it was certain that it was on the land of the country.
　Once again, when I pictured my purpose and bright future, the sight of what could be described as the Gryphon massacre dispelled even the faint terror that had sprung up.
　Al and Sunny, who look uneasy in front of them, open their mouths by banging them on the shoulder.

"Look, it's all right.First of all, tonight's camp.If things go well, we might be able to steal the item box and get away with it before we get to the oak village.Be sure to watch for the opportunity."a short distance from Celil's carriage, where Celil was pecking at the flesh of a wolf one size larger than the other Fangwolf, the head of the flock.