A horse-drawn carriage rattled along the road.The speed of the carriage drawn by the three horses was reasonably high, and in the cab, a magician in robes held the reins of the horse, and next to the magician, a warrior-like man, watching the monster's surprise attack,
　and inside the carriage.

"Oh, it's really warm.When did you buy this?"
"Oh, I've forgotten how many days ago it was, but I'm sure it's fresh from the oven."

　Culotte carries the freshly baked cookies from Ray's mistling to his mouth with a smile, albeit surprisingly.

"Oh, it smells good.Can I have one, too.
"That's fine. It's pretty good, so try some felma."

　Feelma caught by the smell carries cookies to her mouth in an unconscious manner.

"Oh, really. ... Item boxes are amazing. I can't believe I can always eat freshly baked cookies."
"...no, I don't think you usually use an item box like this."

　Spervia was dumbfounded at what he said.
　Ray, who understood that the way he used his item box was unusual, offered a plate of freshly baked cookies that still remained with a wry smile.

"Do you want to eat?"

　However, Spelvia sees cookies on the plate and shakes her head slightly.

"No, I don't like sweets,"
"Then shall I get one?"

　Instead of Spelvia refusing, Gran reaches for a cookie and puts it into his mouth.

"Yes, it's delicious,"

　Unlike Alogan, who was in such a state of tension in the coachman's seat outside, there was a harmonious air in the carriage.
　Even though Culotte was so nervous that she ran into Ray yesterday, she seemed to have gotten used to the tension after a day, and her attitude was quite normal.
　Feeling relieved by the way Culotte, the eyes, ears and nose of the party, he himself calls out to Gran, carrying cookies to his mouth.

"This test is about killing thieves, but don't you have to think about catching them alive? I heard from Bobbs that if you catch them alive, you can sell them off as slaves."
"Ah, that's fine in the ordinary course of the day, but this time it's about whether you can kill a thief... or not.I don't care about it, I'll knock it down... No, I don't care about killing you."

　To avoid misleading the fact that he kills people, Gran dared to change his words from killing to killing.
　Feelma and Culotte frowned slightly while Ray and Spelvia accepted it without any change of expression.

"But it's too late now, but the number of thieves is at least 20, isn't it? It seems a bit hard for six of us to deal with it."
"No, not really.Because we're on the offensive side, it's possible to launch a surprise attack.--however, it depends on you whether you can make a surprise attack."

　Ray says to the anxious muttered culotte.
　In fact, even though they are called bandits, they add elements such as combat power, cooperation with their peers, and human intelligence, but their risk and combat power are ranked above goblin and below oak, and at most they are equivalent to E-rank.but a bandit is ranked D in that it is a human being -- and, to be exact, a mixture of subhuman beings such as elves, beasts, and dwarves -- that adventurers may hesitate to kill.

"Well, in fact, the participants who are taking this examination are all mixed up, as the examiner Gran said.In the first place, when three of the six parties can use magic, they are just luxurious enough to get rid of thieves."

　Spelvia, who was listening to Ray and Culotte, says so with a wry smile in order to relieve Culotte's tension.

"... by the way, I've seen the magic of the Spirit and the magic of the coachman, but what is Ray's magic like?"

　In a mock battle the day before, Ray may have been interested because he only showed a death-size battle.Feelma leaned forward and asked.

(E.L.F.)

　Ray opens his mouth, somewhat bewildered by the much different image of the Elf he had in him.

"Basically, the magic of fire is the main thing.However, it is powerful, but it has a big impact on people around it.We can adjust the power, and it's only half-baked or half-baked, so we can't use it as soon as we catch it, regardless of whether it's an annihilation battle like this."
"Hmmm... certainly Ray has more magical powers in my eyes... than we in the elves, of course, and the higher races of the Heilves..."

　He muttered in his mouth so that he could not hear only the end.
　When I saw Ray in the conference room the day before, I realized that he was too magical to be true.For this reason, he was very conscious in the conference room so that he could escape whenever something happened.

(Actually, this Ray has an extraordinary amount of magic.It's almost as if the magic itself is human.I don't think any human being could have this magical power... isn't he? Well, he might, but it's helpful that he's not at least communicable or hostile.)

　While secretly observing and evaluating Ray, she slightly relieves herself, saying that there is little chance of harming her.
　He felt that Ray in front of him was much more dangerous than ten or twenty robbers.But the tension gradually faded as we talked.





"Hey, Ray. Wouldn't it be better to get ready for the camp?"

　As the sun sets in a carriage, Schola calls out to Ray,
　After hearing his voice, he looked out of the window and nodded for a few seconds.

"Well, even though it's only the first day, if you try too hard here, will it be possible that it will affect you after tomorrow?"

　He nodded to Schola's suggestion, opened the door connected to the cab, and spoke to Spelvia and the watchman Alogan.

"I'm about to start preparing for the camp, so if there's a good place to go, please."
"Oh, I see,"
「……」

　Spelvia, who answers Ray's words briefly, and Alogan, who answers them silently.
　There was some tension in the cab stand, as the trouble at the time of departure was still trailing.
　Despite the situation, Spelvia seems to have no intention of causing more trouble than necessary and remains silent, while Alogan is quiet and wary of the enemy's attack because he is deeply afraid of Ray in the incident the other day and before he leaves.
　and, after a short time, he discovered a place behind a rock that had become invisible to the surroundings, where he spent the night.
　He pulled over to the shadow of the rock, and while it was still light, he took the tent which Ray had brought for him.A tent brought by culotte is set up for women.
　Similarly, the elf, the Filma, gathered firewood from the nearby forest, and the Allogan drew water from the river and was ready for the camp.
　After that, they finish their dinner with the food they brought.

"There are two bodyguards. We'll make it a three-shift system."As he says so, Ray takes the hourglass out of the mistling.
　It is a magical tool that I bought at a tool store the day before, and its name is called an hourglass.It is only about 5 cm in size, but it is an expensive magical tool because it is made by crushing magical stones and treating them with alchemy.In the case of an ordinary hourglass, a certain size is required to measure two hours, but since this hourglass is a magic item using magic stones, it is possible to measure two hours with a size of about 5 cm.

"This hourglass takes two hours for the sand inside to fall off, so when it falls off, we will take turns.The first pair is arogan and scola, and the second pair is culotte and spelvia.Finally, it's me and my feeling.Who disagrees?"
"What is the basis for that combination?"

　On the other side of the fire, across from Ray, Spelvia asks.
　When Culotte hears the word, she looks at him, asking if he is dissatisfied with the idea of working with him, but Spelvia waits for Ray's reply regardless of his gaze.

"The first pair was a wizard and a swordsman.The second group was a swordsman and a thief.The third group is a wizard and a ranger.I'm going to divide it evenly in terms of military power."
"... I understand.That's all right."

　When Spelvia nods, it becomes free time, especially since no one else has any opinion.
　Culotte and Filma talked to each other, and Alogan took care of his proud magical sword.Maybe it's a magic exercise, but he keeps asking me to make and erase the water whip that I used in yesterday's mock battle.Gran watched the scene without saying anything, and Ray was eating the citrus fruit he had bought in town as a dessert, which had a texture similar to that of a pear and a sour taste of mandarin orange.
　Spervia approaches Ray and calls out.

"Ray, can you give me a second?"
"Oh,"
"Would you mind going out and practicing my sword?"
"Sword practice?"
"I've been in the carriage all day, and I want to move myself a little."

　Ray nods after thinking about what he said.
　In the sense of practicing swords, there might be Alogans, but he judged that his basic character was arrogant enough not to match Spelvia.
　Besides, Spelvia, who has spoken to her, is giving off an atmosphere of revenge for yesterday's mock war rather than training.

"Well, let's move away a little.I can't do it here and injure other faces."
"Oh, that's all right,"

　Ray suggests, and Spelvia nods.
　Rejecting to the people there, Ray moves a little further away and takes Death Size out of Mistilling, while Spelvia draws her sword from the sheath.
　Culotte and Filma and Gran watched them with interest, and Alogan glanced at them, pretending not to be interested.The only person who isn't interested at all is Schola, who is focused on magic training.

"Come on,"
"Here we go!"

　She screams sharply at Ray's words and kicks the ground to close the gap.As long as I use a long thing called death size, I can't help it if I can put it in my pocket.Then Ray makes it do it and shakes down the death size.
　This is exactly the same development as yesterday.Yesterday, Spelvia took his death-size with a sword and blew his whole body away.I mean...

"The choices you have to choose are not acceptable, but avoidable!"

　Feeling death-size approaching from his side, he crawls down as if he were crawling on the ground and escapes the blow of death.and to mow his sword under his feet...

"Sweet,"I was about to, and somehow there was a death-size pattern in front of Spelvia that should have passed me just a moment ago.
　Long-sword slashed horizontally is naturally accepted by the pattern.

`Tee!'

　Understanding that the attack had been stopped, I judged it dangerous to stay where it is.He immediately tried to jump back, but when he thought something had passed his ankle, Spelvia was rolled into place.
　and a huge death-size blade thrust before him.

"...what have you just done?"

　I've heard what Ray did, but I know best what Ray did.But I had no idea when it had been done.It was a rematch against an opponent who had been defeated without any means of doing anything yesterday, so it was not like I was cutting corners.and, even though he was so careful, he had no idea when his feet were scooped up.
　Ray doesn't seem to care about Spelvia, who looks at him with some kind of awe in her eyes, and takes another death-size position a few steps away.

"Why? Is the training over?"

　Perhaps the words stimulated Spelvia's pride, but she stood up.
　for, unlike yesterday, he had only been scooped up and knocked down.There is no problem in continuing the training.
　The overwhelming difference in ability stimulated Spelvia's motivation.

"Huh!"

　He shook down his longsword with spirit, and a flash, a thrust, and a crawling blow on the ground aimed at his ankle.
　All those attacks are made, avoided, and played.
　It's already been about 20 minutes since we started to communicate, which could be called a battle, rather than a mock battle.Suddenly, Ray's death size was changed back to Mistyling.

"What's wrong with you? I can still do it."

　Nevertheless, it was obvious to everyone that Spelvia was already out of breath.

"Even if I keep doing this, I will only be exhausted tomorrow.That's it for today."
「……」

　They seem to be a little dissatisfied, but they probably understand their situation properly.He reluctantly returned the sword to the scabbard.
　Thus, the night of the first day of the ranking exam passed with a few events.