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Ray follows the city of Gillum, relying on the map he received from Lenora.Basically, it is easy to get lost in the neighborhood where so-called adventurers gather around the guild, but what Ray is doing now is a block of wealthy people such as merchants, rich people, and aristocrats.It could be called a kind of aristocratic town.

"Now that you mention it, was it your first time to come here?"

 Ray muttered as he walked around the city following the map he had given him.
 Unlike the roads in other places where the soil is exposed, it is paved with stones and hardly any garbage.Occasionally, they find garbage thrown into the ground, but those who are likely to be professionally employed are gathering around.
 On both sides of the passageway, which was not covered with stone paving, trees on the street were planted for the scenery, which was completely different from the guild's surrounding area.
 There was no such thing as a stall, and there were several soldiers standing in front of each house as gatekeepers.In addition, private soldiers of nobles and merchants went around instead of guards.

(...wouldn't the security be stricter than that of Larkus's house?)

 muttered Ray inwardly, looking at the private soldiers in groups.
 However, this is not done without meaning.The town of Gilm is located in the frontier and has many adventurers.And as the number of adventurers increases, naturally there will be more poor quality among them.It is not uncommon for such people to fall into bandits in groups, but it is not uncommon.It was not strange that the wealthy would work together to hire private armies to counter such people.
 It was not a bad story for Dusker, who ruled the streets of Gilm, to not have to send his own guards or knights to guard the barony, so it was an unspoken understanding that private armies would guard the barony.
 and the plain adventurer Ray, dressed in robes, broke into such a place, and could not help attracting attention.

"What do you want here, priest?"

 The first man in his 20s called out to me was a man in his 20s dressed in green leather armor, which was easy to move around.He had a long sword hanging from his waist, and he was probably in his late twenties.
 There were several men behind him, all wearing leather armor dyed green.
 It is probably a proof that the aristocrats or rich men were the same person.
 I show them the map that Lenora gave them.

"I have been summoned by the president of the Azot Chamber of Commerce, and if you know the location of this map, please tell me."

 On the other hand, he seemed to be relieved of the men's vigilance.There might have been the assumption that if they had come for reconnaissance or whatever, they would have run away or panicked at the sight of themselves.

"This is Mr. Bornter's house."If you go straight down this road, you will see it on your right.The roof of the house is tinged with gold, and you should know it at a glance."
"...golden?"

 Ray asks back at the man's words.
 I could see a few mansions from where I was now, but most of them had quiet roofs.And he wondered if it was gold.
 He must have understood Ray's inner feelings.The man nodded with a wry smile.

"Well, that's it.If you become rich, your sensibility is different from ours."
"... I see,"

 He nodded to the man's words, but never seemed to agree.
 Perhaps the response was just as he had expected, and he stroked Ray's head covered in robes.

"That's what I'm saying.Well, if you go straight down this road, you'll get to the destination of the priest.Then we'll go because we have a patrol, but don't make a fuss here.for there is no doubt that it will be troublesome.

 He waved his hand lightly to see the man go away, exhaled a sigh, and followed his instructions on the man taught him.

"...it's certainly an aristocratic quarter,"On both sides of the road are magnificent buildings, most of which are larger than the Wheat-tei at dusk, where Ray is staying.The more you go further, the more money you can see in the house that was built.For example, the walls of the house upon which Ray passed were engraved with some sort of pattern, but the walls of the building, which was built further down the road, were engraved with a more detailed pattern, even if they were similar patterns.
 And it takes about 20 minutes to walk along such a road.The house was built in the inner part of the aristocratic quarter.

"Golden..."

 Ray starts talking when he sees the roof of the house.
 Since the surrounding residences were rather calm, the residences with the golden roofs stood out.But the way it stood out was only a bad way to stand out.
 and in front of the gate leading to the house, like any other house, a gatekeeper stood with a spear.

(Well, it's no use watching here.We had better get things done early, since we had to go after all.)

 muttered inwardly, and walked towards the gate.
 Then, perhaps they noticed Ray, and they threw a fishy look at him as he approached them.
 With their eyes crossed, the distance approached... Ray's feet stopped in front of the gatekeepers.

"Is this the house of Bornter, the president of the Azot Chamber?"
"...but what do you want, Mr. Bornter? He's busy.I don't have time for your kind."

 When the man standing on the right side of the gate said so, the man standing on the left side of the gate opened his mouth in response.

"At your age, it has become difficult for you to make a living as an adventurer, and you have come to the Azot Chamber to hire me? But the Azot Chamber is a place where more or less elite people gather.The doors aren't wide enough to hire a child like you."

 That remark made Ray twitch his cheek, but he still opened his mouth just information.

"I have been summoned by the president of the Azot Chamber of Commerce. Is that your attitude towards the guests?"
"Oh? Will you call me out for a star like you? I can't laugh at you."

 A man in metal armor standing on the right side of the gate turns the tip of his spear to Ray, looking displeased.
 On the left, too, the man, wearing metal armour, clapped his tongue at his partner's sudden action, and spoke, pointing his spear's tip at Ray as well,

"...that's too much for sure, but it's also our job to get rid of people like you.for the Azot Chamber is quite a large chamber of commerce in the town of Gilm, and it deals in arms all at once.I can't let a suspicious fellow pass me.Will you go home?"
"Hey, Saint-Cant,"You're too kind.I always tell these guys what to do, but they're going to come in there as soon as I get a chance.Don't you have to go out of your way to be kind?"
"Fader, you're too dangerous.You've caused a lot of trouble before, haven't you? You're free to cause trouble, but at least do it where you don't get me involved."

 When a man called Saint-Cant tells him so, Fader glares at Ray with a black look after clapping his tongue so that the people around him can hear him.

"Look, starvation. Get out of here in ten years from now on.or my spear will suck blood."

 One sigh at that threatening remark.

"Okay, I should go home, right? I'm sorry, but I'm going home.As he said that, he turned around.He said it was too bad, but what he saw in his mouth was a smile.

(At least I came to the mansion of a man named Bornter,Now that I've been kicked back, I can excuse myself for being blamed for this... ...well, if I have the kind of personality that I heard from Fluorocarbons and Millerine yesterday, I think I'll say it doesn't matter.Anyway, I'd be glad if you could just forget about me... but there might be another disturbance.)

 muttered Ray, leaving the barony street.
 Of the two gatekeepers who had seen him back, he breathed a sigh of relief that he had not been in vain, and now Fader clapped his tongue in frustration at the disappearance of the man whom he was supposed to exert his violent impulse.

"Well, if you make a fuss, I'll get involved in it. And what are you doing with such a child?"
"I don't know.for the moment I saw the eyes of the hungry demons, I was almost reflexively offended."
"... Fader, you don't have any strange diseases,
"Why are you doing that?"

 He was a fader who, taking a slight step back, yelled reflexively at Sankant.





 Time flies. Night.The seasons have already moved into autumn, and the sun is setting fast.Therefore, the city of Gilmoo was already dark even though the bell had just rung at 6 p.m.The lights were on, but even that was a slight resistance before the overwhelming darkness.
 However, there are some places in the city of Gilmoo where the lights are lit.The lord's residence, which can be said to be the heart of the town of Gilm.A bar where adventurers celebrate the success of today's work.A brothel where men gather for warmth and a night's love... and the aristocratic quarter shines brightly as if they were different from ordinary people and poor people.
 Even in the aristocratic quarter, a rant echoes in a room in a mansion in a background.

"Why! Why does an adventurer called Ray obey his orders! He must have contacted him through the guild to show up to him by the end of the day.

 A glass is thrown against the wall with an angry cry, and all the liquor inside is smashed, and the wreckage is scattered on the high-class carpet, where shards of glass and liquor sink into it.
 Carpets, glass cups thrown at them, or amber liquor in them.All of them were of value to the common people for a few years, but the man who threw them didn't seem to care about them and put his weight on the chair impatiently.
 The back of the chair receives the man's weight with a creak, but the man's irritation does not subside.
 At first glance, the man, who could already be called an elderly man, did not appear to be the chairman of the firm.Although he was in his 60s, his eyes were full of energetic light and he looked arrogant.They believe from the bottom of their hearts that everything else should go their own way.
 This man was Bornter, the president of the Azot Chamber of Commerce, the general manager of the arms dealers in the town of Gilm.
 Several maids waiting in the room to avoid Bornter's gaze clean up the cups and drinks scattered on the wall and floor.Bornter watched this situation with a frustrated stare, but then he sniffed indifferently, poured sake into a new glass, and drank it up in one gulp.

"Oh! The adventurer Ray doesn't like it moving gently.Take some people around tomorrow and bring them to the front of 儂! It's good, it's just an adventurer's... and the rank D adventurer's spirit doesn't obey 儂's orders, or it's a joke.Tell me a little before you drag me before the trap!"

 said the butler, who was near him, as if he were drunk, with a red face.

"But, sir,"that the adventurer, Ray, had a Gryphon with him.Speaking of Gryphon, I heard it is Rank A Monster.The adventurers employed by the Azot Chamber of Commerce are also ranked B, and I don't think they can compete with the Gryphon."
"Ah!? What's that? Is it all right that 儂 is licked like a Rank D adventurer!"
"I'm not saying so, but I've heard that the adventurer Ray is worthy of a nomination by the Earl of Larkes.In that case, of course, he had a relationship with the lord, so you should refrain from acting rough...""Oh, I see.Is there a possibility that he will come back from there?"

 He clapped his tongue, placed the glass in his hand against the table, and poured new sake into the empty glass.
 The wine was so expensive that ordinary people could never afford it, but Bornter poured it into his mouth as if he were drinking water.

"But calls through guilds are ignored as they are today... I can't help it."Hey, send some adventurers who are employed in the business to-morrow under that guy, Ray.As long as there is a Gryphon, wait, you know, if you don't come under the yoke to-morrow, tell me that he won't be able to buy any more weapons in the streets of Gillum."
"Sir... as I said earlier, if you had such a blatant threat as long as you had a connection with the lord..."
"Oh, I can't help it.Then let it smell."
"Very well, sir.I'll tell you so."

 The butler bowed and saw him out of the room, and drank again angrily.