"... what do you think of this?"

　muttered Ray in a dumbfounded manner.
　When he heard the words, Brasso shook his head with a small sigh.

"Thank you very much... as you can see,"

　Beyond that gaze were the three adventurers, more or less wounded, who had fallen unconscious to the ground.
　where they are now in the stables behind the Wheat-tei at dusk.I had gone to the stables to meet Sett before joining him, but what they saw was three adventurers lying faint on the wreckage of the door, with the entrance of the stables smashed and destroyed from the inside.At first, Ray thought he was a gang of gangsters who came to the inn, but the fainting men's equipment was different.Some wore metal armor and full-plate mail to figure out what they were thinking.Considering that the gangsters were well equipped and had only one long sword, it was probably a different story, at least not among the gangsters.

"Perhaps... I'm sure he's here to catch or kill Sett.After all, Seto is our greatest military power.What's more, the ringleader, Bornter, wants Seto? I hope he'll be captured alive.for it is not difficult to imagine how much the Gryphon material would be worth if it were to be killed."
"And we sent the tinkers into our lodgings to gain momentum and time, and the real adventurers attacked Sett, who was quiet in the stable... Is this the end of the day?"

　Rey turns to Fluorocarbons and looks at the fainting three.
　It is equipped with a strong bracelet of magic items that boosts the strength of the wearer, even though Seto's own power alone is amazing.The adventurer's chain mail, which was hit by a blow, is bleeding with deep wounds to the body beneath it, and the one wearing the full-plate mail has his armour smashed by a blow from Seto and scattered it all around.
　Perhaps Seto didn't want to get into trouble after tomorrow, but in this season when he didn't kill with a single blow, he wouldn't have to freeze to death if he left his wounds as they were for a night or two, but he would still catch a cold.

"What's the difference between these devices? Chain mail, regular metal armor, and full plate mail.It's not unusual for all three of us to have different equipment, but isn't it too different for us?"

　This chain mail emphasizes mobility and is more defensive than leather armour.A metal armor that protects the chest and body, also known as Brigandine, and a full plate mail that covers the whole body with metal armor.The equipment worn by the three fainting adventurers was different in many ways.

"Perhaps it's a difference in way of thinking,"
"Different ways of thinking?"

　He asked back, leaning his head at Blaso's words.

"Yes, for example, those who wear chain mail put great importance on secrecy.On the contrary, those in full-plate mail have clung up their defenses for fear of Seto's ability as a glyphon."
"Well, then, isn't the communication between adventurers going so well?"

　Ray, nodding to Brasso's words, reaches out to the weapon on the ground.
　Two spears and one bow.However, since the bow is broken, it cannot be used unless it is repaired.

(Even though he was going to make a surprise attack, he must have been afraid to fight Gryphon as close as a sword, an axe, or a club,That's why he chose a spear with a wide space.It seems to me that he was a bad hand when he thought of using it in the narrow space of the stable, but I suppose that was how much he was afraid of Sett.)

　muttered Ray inwardly, storing two spears and a bow picked up from the ground in a mistling.At the same time, he received an arrow barrel lying near a man wearing a chain mail.

"Isn't it a bit stingy?"

　In the first place, since iron ore prices are skyrocketing, iron spears can be said to be high-quality goods.Even for these adventurers, losing their spears here would be a great loss.Murt's words came out of his mouth, but Ray replied with a small smile.

"They are enemies in the first place, and taking weapons away from the fallen enemy is our military buildup and our enemy's military reduction.Is there anything wrong?"
"... well, if you say so.Considering the price of weapons, I feel sorry for them in their own way.for as long as the president of the Azot Chamber of Commerce replaces Mr. Gallaghato today, he will probably be rejected if he said.
"Well, I suppose so.It's usually a matter of fact to ask for assurances from people who were hostile to us."

　Multo nodded to Fluorocarbons, but Brasso shook his head."Well, I suppose so.Even for an adventurer called Gala pigeon, it would be better to have more friends.They've basically only got the upper hand, haven't they? Then when the chairman is replaced, they'll naturally take sides with the new chairman."
"I don't like to change my attitude,"
"Well, indeed, you may feel indebted to him or respect him.But they are simply employed by the Azot Chamber of Commerce for work, as long as their current employer is the Azot Chamber of Commerce and their president is the Bornter."

　Fluorocarbons explain in a dumbfounded way.Murt looked at him with an unconvinced expression, but suddenly realized that he had put his spear in the mistling.

"Wait a minute.So wouldn't the Azot trade end up covering the weapons they lost, that is, Mr. Galahat?"
"I suppose,"
"Oh! Then Mr. Galla pigeon is a total loss!"
"... you know.Do you mind if I ask for a reward to help you?"
"No, that's it,"
"Even these guys.I was involved in this disturbance because I was asked to kill Harpy with him, but as long as it was working in this way, I was naturally in a position to demand a reward.I wish you would forgive me enough to give you this spear."
"But Ray helps the arms dealer..."
"I have no particular problem with that as it is.In the first place, my weapons need no particular care through magic, and the only thing that I really need to care for is the knife I use when I peel them off.and yet Pamidor, who has just come to the town of Gillum and has not yet reached out to the Azot trade, has no particular problem as long as there are blacksmiths.If I dare to raise a question, I would not be able to buy the kind of spear I had just received for throwing."

　As he spoke, he picked up a stone which was as large as the palm on the ground.

If you have such a stone, you don't have to worry about throwing weapons.'

　Ray says, lifting it up with his palm.

(Well, spears are more aggressive than stones like this.)

　A stone is nothing but a stone.The impact of a collision may be high, but as long as the shape of each of them is different, the influence of the wind when throwing is naturally different.In other words, the farther away you are from the target, the more extremely different each hit rate is.Considering this, the shape of the spear is ideal for throwing, and the weight of the spear is heavier than that of a stone, which increases its power and stability.Also, as long as the tip is a blade, it can be considered that it is more aggressive than a stone.

(and it is also possible to block the movement by thrusting it into it.I can't adjust it very well with stones.)

"Ray?"

　Murt asks Ray, who is playing with his hands while holding a stone.As always, I rolled a stone with my palm while watching the situation...

"Huh!"

　He throws the stone he had while exhaling sharply.His way of throwing was not like the so-called overhand throw of baseball, but rather like the way ninja threw shuriken.The stone, which had been thrown in an unfamiliar manner, cuts through the darkness of the night and flies to a tree growing near the inn.

「……」

　For a moment, Fluorocarbons, Brasso and Multo, who didn't know what Ray was doing, immediately realized why they were imitating him, and Multo turns to the tree as if he had noticed something only when he heard something heavy.

"Grull".

　Seet, who was in the stable, must have been concerned about the outside.He usually doesn't go out until Ray picks him up, but tonight he makes his own judgment and appears outside.Of course, he fought with three adventurers, but his body was intact.The highest-ranked adventurer originally employed by the Azot Trading Company is Gala pigeon's Rank B, which naturally results in other adventurers being below Rank C.Even if they had a medium-range or long-range attack, such as spears or bows, they would be different from the rank-A monster Gryphon.
　and stroked him lightly on the head, towards a tree not far from the stables.At its base lay an adventurer unconscious."I mean, there's a stone-stoned mark on the leather armour..."

　muttered Murt, turning a sympathetic glance at the man.The stone Ray threw hit me.When he saw a Galahat blown away by several walls in the Bornter's house with a blow from Ray, he murmured, inwardly, my condolences to Murt, who knew how much his pure strength was.

"Why do you hold him by the shoulder.He's probably employed by the Azot Chamber of Commerce."

　Fluorocarbons muttered, and Ray looked at the man's face and shook his head slightly.

"I thought he was the one who attacked you in Pamidor's workshop, but he didn't.for they wore thick, dyed black instead of armour, in order to make no sound as much as possible.Murt, do you remember him?"
"...a face I've never seen.but the Azot Chamber of Commerce employs a large number of adventurers.Of course there are some people I don't know, especially when I was treated like a Gala pigeon."

　Leaving Murto proudly alone, Ray, Blaso and Fluorocarbons look at each other.

"What do you think?"
"It's definitely a reconnaissance.Will the three adventurers there beat Seto?If we lose, what should we do next?"Well, I don't think it would have been helpful to me, as long as he had been knocked down with one blow, and his main aim was to ascertain the strength and movements of the Gala pigeons."

　Fluorocarbons nod to Blaso's words.

"I suppose. Or if I could, I could find out where the Gara pigeon is hidden."
"And the question is what to do with them?"

　Ray turns his eyes to four men, one fainted under a tree, and the other fainted near the stables.

"If the matter goes well, they will be a force for the Azot trade, right? Then why don't we tie them up and leave them at the inn?"
"Fluorocarbons are quite right... but I feel like they're going to get out of the ropes.And then it appears again as a force on the other side."
"Well, as for these guys, it's time to make money."

　He is a Bornter whose position is threatened.It would be cheap to pay adventurers a lot to keep their place.
　If there are people who can keep an eye on these men, we want to incorporate them into our military capabilities.For Blaso and Fluorocarbons, it was a headache to treat the four prisoners.That's enough to make me want to say it's a headache.

(It's out of the question to divide our military strength, but it's not a military strength, but anyone who can be trusted to some extent... wait.)

　When Ray muttered inwardly, I heard several footsteps approaching me.
　He took his death-size out of the mystery ring and held it up, and the Brassos, who saw it, took up their arms...

"What are you guys?"

　Appearing out of the darkness, he looks at his face exposed to the moonlight and takes down his death-size grip.

"Do you know him?"

　Murt is looking at Ray.because he was most involved in this event because he loved Gala pigeons, strangers were forced to look at him with caution.
　However, the person who appeared spoke to him with a smile, without Murt's vigilant gaze and without any concern for Harbard, who was directed at him.

"I came to see what was going on in the back of the inn because it was noisy... but it's been a while, Mr. Ray."

　said Vetman, the man who led the armed tradesmen who were now staying at the Wheat-tei at dusk, with a friendly smile.