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"The smell of the food floating in the room might have stimulated Murto's unconscious appetite, but when he woke up easily, he immediately reached for a bottle of wine and opened his mouth as if he were dumbfounded."

"When I was traveling around the city, I could smell something nice from the shop."
"No, that's not the case,"

 Fluorocarbons breathe out while looking at the glass of wine pouring into it as if you're dumbfounded.
 Next to such a fluorocarbon, Ray takes some of the dishes on the tray to Mult.

"Here, eat it first and get back on your feet.No matter how much I recover from my injury, I have no choice but to recover my own blood and physical strength."
"Oh? Oh... Ray? Oh, yeah.I'm looking for Ray, and I heard your location from an acquaintance..."

 Murt, who was dazed after waking up, gradually begins to regain consciousness and recalls the situation before and after he fainted.

"You came into the workshop where we were, all wounded."
"Oh, yes! What's wrong with those who came after me!? I saw some of your demons beat me."
"Then I ran away, perhaps because I realized that I had no chance of winning. ... I think I should ask you about the situation before you eat.What happened?"
"Well... I don't think I could give up the magic items or the Gryphon even after the Bornter had been done by you.I was trying to put my hands around."

 muttered Murt, carrying a glass of water to Ray's mouth.
 After listening to Murt's words, Ray nods as he carries boiled internal organs and beans to his mouth.

"I have heard a little from the blacksmith, Pamidor.I hear you're telling the arms dealer not to do business with me.It is said that the blacksmith also came through the arms shop.for even a blacksmith would not be able to make a trade without having his arms dealer buy him the weapons of his own making.For that reason the blacksmith will avoid doing business with me."

 muttered Ray as if there was no problem at all.
 His expression shows no sadness at all about not being able to do business with an arms dealer, and he carries a spoon to his mouth while enjoying the taste of the dish, as if the taste of stewed internal organs and beans he is eating is more important.
 The chewy texture peculiar to internal organs.In addition to this, it is a variety of internal organs that can be chewed off with teeth while enjoying the texture, and the fat in the internal organs is soaked in the beans that are stewed together with the flavor, so once it is carried to the mouth, the spoon does not stop moving, and it is carried to the mouth one after another.

"And why were you looking for me after all?"
"... Mr. Gala pigeon..."

 Murt seemed to hesitate to say something about Ray's words, but he must have decided that it would be no use staying like this.Eventually he began to open his mouth.

"Wasn't Ray violent when he turned down Bornter's suggestion?"
"Oh,"

 Fluorocarbons and Blaso look at Ray with frightened eyes at his words.
 "As for the brasso with wine in its mouth, I was surprised that it might blow out, but I was holding it in my hand without thinking."
 They had heard that Ray had been forced to give him magic items and sets at the lord's house, but they had no idea that he was going wild by refusing them.(No, considering Ray's temper, we should take it for granted.)

 Looking sideways at Brasso, who was choking with wine, Fluorocarbons were more convinced when they recovered from the confusion.
 Nevertheless, it would be hard to believe that he would imitate the president of the Azot Chamber of Commerce, who is usually said to be responsible for the arms trade in the city of Gilm.Rather, Fluorocarbons, even if they knew Ray, could be considered unconventional in a way.

"... your blow left Mr. Gallaghato with a near-death wound, but he managed to save his life thanks to his recovery magic and his part."
"No, it's my fault in a way, for I've done so much damage."

 Murt tried to shout at Ray, who had done so much for his brother and loved him, with a blue streak on his forehead for a moment, but he somehow quelled his anger by thinking that he had to ask for a favor.

"Well, that's all right, but... after Mr. Galahato came to his senses, he was instructed to do so with regard to the Azot Chamber."
"What do you call the Gara pigeon?"

 Brasso managed to calm himself down from his throat, and asked again, carrying a glass of wine to his mouth.

"He was an adventurer who came to pick me up when I was summoned from Bornter, Azot.The first time I went, I was turned back by the gatekeeper, but the next day an adventurer called Multo and his Galahat came to pick me up.You seem to be a Rank B adventurer, but don't you know?"
`I don't mind saying that they are some veteran adventurers, but that doesn't mean I remember all the high-ranking adventurers,'
"But he was a very good-natured man for the Azot trade, so he might as well be more famous."

 Mult shook his head slightly on the bed at Ray's muttering.

"Think of Bornter's character.Do you think that if he says that he is only half blood related to himself, that will allow him to become famous or be held up?"
"... oh, I see.I'm sure, if half the rumor I've heard of a man named Bornter is true, then that's the case."

 Fluorocarbons muttered as if they were dumbfounded, and Ray, who understood the meaning, frowned lightly.
 While watching them, Multo breathes a sigh as well.

"If Mr. Gala pigeon does something, Mr. Bornter will turn his hand around and let his faithful men steal it."
"...will the guild allow that?"

 Murt shakes his head to Ray's question, which is only natural.

"Of course, that would not be the case in normal circumstances.But Mr. Galahat, who has done that, won't say anything.The guild could have moved if there had been a complaint from him."
"I see,"

 Ray remembers Gala pigeon standing in front of him when he interacts with Bornter.Indeed, Gala pigeon at that time was desperate to save Bornter's life at the risk of his own.

"The guild is aware of this, and it seems that they are fairly conducting the rank-up examination, regardless of honor.Thanks to that, Mr. Galahato has risen to the rank of B..."
"Now, on the contrary, was it the only Rank B adventurer employed by the Azot Society?"

 muttered Gala pigeon and Multo, recalling the conversation between them when they came to pick him up.
 In response to Ray's muttering, Murt breathed again and nodded.

"Yes, it seems to have touched Bornter's wrath again.Even though I'm a Rank B adventurer, I'm forced to do odd jobs instead of stand outstanding jobs.The name of the Rank B adventurer belongs to the Azot Chamber."

 Multo is throwing it away in disgust.Ray can't help but tilt his head at Murt's appearance.

"When I tried to kill Bornter, why does Gala pigeon keep serving him so unilaterally? He hates him so much.It's not just that the blood I was talking about at that time is connected, is it?"「……」

 Murto closes his mouth at Ray's words.

「……」

 Ray, Fluorocarbons and Blaso look at him in silence.
 I wonder if the silence lasted for a few minutes of silence.Then Multo opens his mouth as if he had given up.

"I'm sure Ray heard that... Mr. Galajato and Bornter are half blood related.Mr. Galajato was born by his mother, whom he had helped since Bornter's father was an old man.No matter how much he is the president of the Azot trade in arms in the city of Gilm, he is a commoner and no aristocrat in the end.The town was ruled by Larkus, and the aristocracy was not such an absolute privileged class, but the commoners and the aristocrats were still in different positions.If you are a nobleman, you can have a concubine or something respected even if you are not your legal wife, but if you are a commoner, you will naturally be looked down on.-- even worse in Mr. Galajato's case, Mr. Bornter's father was the president of the Azot Chamber.It seems that all the wrinkles went to Gala pigeon's mother.And at the same time, it went to his son, Galajato.Especially with regard to the Azot trade, it seems that they have always adopted such a forceful method.Is it easy to understand that all the resentment turned towards Gala pigeons?"

 The three of them frowned at the very fishy story, but before long, Brasso opened his mouth.

"But he is not a nobleman, as I know him, and there are so-called commoners who have mistresses, though they have not been treated so badly as the one mentioned in the tale of the Lord."
"That's the Azot trade, after all, that's the cause of the blame.A hard bargain or an unfair bargain.For those who have had it all the time, Garahato and his parents must have been a great distraction.As a result, I have been forced to live like a shady for the rest of my life.Bornter's father was also his father, and I wonder if it got too much trouble, but in the end he paid his monthly living expenses... and it seems that he really only paid enough for the two of us to manage to get by."
"...why does Gala pigeon obey Bornter so quietly until she has had such an experience?"
"This is what I heard when Mr. Gala pigeon was drunk... when his mother fell ill, I don't know what a distraction he was, but Bornter did everything he could to get the medicine."

 Murto's words made the three Reyes flutter.
 Then, after a full minute of silence, Ray opens his mouth.

"...that's a lie, isn't it?"

 Next to Ray, Brasso and Fluorocarbons nod as if they agree.
 Murt smiles bitterly at the sight of the three of them.

"That's what I thought when I first heard this story, but it seems to be it's true.There is no doubt that Mr. Gala pigeon believes that way at least."
"Isn't it Gara pigeon's mother who was sick? Not Gara pigeon herself."

 When Gala pigeon himself was ill, Ray implicitly asked if he had seen such hallucinations with fever or something, but Murt nods as if it was only natural.

"There is no doubt that I have checked with Gala pigeon many times when I heard this story."
"Then... a punchline that changed his character after Bornter became president of the Azot Chamber?"

 Ray muttered half-truthfully, but this time Brasso denied it.

"No, he had been an adventurer in the city of Gillum even before Bornter became president of the Azot Chamber, and from that time his reputation had been close to the worst."
"Then what is the matter with the Gara pigeons, and the Bornter, who can say that he hates them, will help him?"

 Ray muttered in spite of Brasso's words, but no one here could answer the obvious question.
 Mult, however, had not been able to find the answer, though it had been a question which he had thought of many times since he had heard it.
 When Ray and his colleagues think they don't understand why, Murt shakes his head slightly.

"At any rate, Mr. Galahato is indebted to Bornter for that matter.I think it's getting even more impressive because Mr. Gala pigeon was still a child.Gala pigeon's mother eventually passed away, and since then he has been the only brother by blood, no matter how bad he is to Gala pigeon."

 Hearing the words, Ray's imagination sprang up for a moment... and he shook his head slightly, thinking that nothing would happen."It's not unusual to have a strong impression on your childhood experience and to have an impact on your behavior as you grow up."

 The childhood experience strongly influences the personality that is formed in adulthood.It's too much to dictate the childhood experience of everything, like in Ray's former world, but the impact is too great to be ridiculed.
 Ray was thinking like that, but when he heard the clapping of his hands, he came back to himself.

"The conversation was off the track, but I understood about a man called Gala pigeon.I see that the Gala pigeon gave you instructions on Azot, but what instructions did he give you?"

 Multo must have felt the words of Fluorocarbons were off the point.I tried to speak again at once...

"Wait,"

 Ray stops his voice.

"Ray?"
"What's the matter?"

 Fluorocarbons and Blaso ask, but Ray closes his eyes and listens...

"There seems to be a visitor downstairs,"

 he told her so.