A gangster who took advantage of Ray's provocation and thrusts a knife into his hand.While seeing the movement of such a gangster, he let out a breath that seemed to befuddled inside.

(There was no movement in his body, either.He was just trying to stab a knife at the other person, and the movement itself was slow.)

"Slow".

　Ray wields his death-size at the pitiful prey that came in time for him.
　However, since it is not allowed to be killed under a contract with Gara pigeon, the other side of the sword is struck instead of the one with the blade.
　If it had been a sword, it would have been called Mineuchi.
　Ray's death-size, which was wielded by his exceptional strength, showed his full power as a blunt instrument, even if it was a peak... No, because he did not have to worry about cutting.The casual blow had been sucked into the left foot of the gangster.
　Scratch!
　This is a man whose thigh bone is crushed with such an unheardly noise.Fortunately, it was the thigh bone that had been broken, not the most fragile knee.If the bones had been so intricately combined that the fragile knees had been crushed into death-size pieces... it would have been a delicate place to be able to walk as before if they had been treated.

"Gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee!"Oh!"

　He dropped his knife to the ground, fell to the ground, and rolled around in pain.
　He looked at such a gangster as if he had seen a stone by the roadside, and turned again to those surrounding him.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you.That's the kind of request.However, it doesn't mean the same thing that you won't get hurt unless you kill them, it doesn't mean the same thing.One or two of my hands and feet are broken... No, come on from someone who is ready to go away."

　Ray swings his death-size again, making an eerie buzzing sound, and then turns the tip of his head.

『……』

　A gangster rolling around on the ground, holding his feet in pain.He turned his eyes there, and then he turned his eyes to Ray, who was holding his death-size position again.
　As for the number of people, we were overwhelmingly larger, so I thought it was a request that could be completed without any problems.However, the result is the man crying in front of his eyes.We definitely don't want to be like that.The men surrounding them were undoubtedly united.
　But that doesn't mean we're going to run away from here.As a result, the only thing that can be done for those surrounding them is to maintain the status quo.until the high-ranking adventurers in the house came to the aid.
　Ray watched the scene silently for a few seconds, but when he saw a man who had just broken his leg crying and screaming around him, he let out a sigh again.

"First of all, you're a little noisy.Shut your mouth."

　and knocked him unconscious by hitting the dove of a crying man rolling on the ground with a death-size handle.

"And how long do you think you'll be looking around like that, and I can't spend too much time either.If you don't come from there, I'll go first."
『……』

　No one came at me even if I provoked him to that extent.Was it too much to beat the first person? Ray thought so, but he took the first step as if he had said something.and then a figure emerged from the premises of Bornter...

"Yes, there's no such thing as an obstacle! Get out of the way!"

　Chindlers and low-ranking adventurers would yell at Ray and not move forward because he was surrounding them.

"... Huh?"Ray nods his head slightly at the voice.

(That voice sounds familiar to me somewhere...)

　While thinking so, Ray stops walking in the hope that the appearance of the voice's Lord will make things better, and waits for the person who comes out of the broken crowd.
　A rough-looking man in his 20s came out breaking through the crowd.He went forward with a condescending stare at the people around him.

「……？」

　Looking at the man's face, Ray slants his head as if he knew something.
　Ray himself didn't know who the person was, but he wasn't.He stepped out of the crowd and opened his mouth with a violent smile on his face, holding his battle axe in his hand.

"I've been looking forward to seeing you like this, Ray, and I'll let you get rid of your former humiliation here!"

　A man who wields his axe with a bang, I can see the full force of this blow.It was such a blow.It's not the kind of sound that low-ranking adventurers can make at least.

(But...where did you meet him? If you knew me and were so hostile, was it the one who got involved somewhere?)

　I muttered in my heart, and tried to remember the man's face in front of me, but, after all, it was my appearance.There have been quite a few people involved, and Ray has not been so kind as to remember the other person's face.
　So the following words burst out of my mouth.

"...I'm sorry, but I can't remember who you are.Can you say your name? Maybe you can remember it when you hear your name."

　And of course, for a man, Ray's remarks are almost as insignificant as being said to be of little consequence, and he blushes with anger.

"Oh, by any chance..."
"Yes, Mr. Vargas, who was leading the hawk's claws.Ray ruined my face in front of everyone."

(... oh, come to think of it, there were some like that.)

　When I hear people muttering around me, I finally remember who is in front of me.

"I'm sorry, I just remembered.I see. He was the mouthpiece of the goblin.The Power Axe I got from your bet was a very high-performance product."
"Don't be silly! That's the magic item I desperately got in the dungeon! They suddenly stole it..."

　Vargas' angry voice, or rather barking, sounds right, but Ray returns with a sigh.

"It must have been your involvement with me in the first place.Do you know the word that you deserve?"
"... I don't mind the details.But what's wrong with the Power Axe you took from me? I'll get it back today."

　Ray suddenly turns his eyes away from those words.

"Oh, I'm sorry.As for that axe, for some reason, I gave it to someone who had a special party....or did you sell it?"
"Oh! Are you saying that you know the value of Power Ax?""Yes, but don't worry.for his talent as an axe-maker was superior to yours.You'd be happier if you were used as a magic item by someone who could use you well."
"Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuh...

　Vargas, who screams angrily and shakes his axe to shorten his relationship with Ray, ought to be called a Rank D adventurer.The speed and body movements of the gang were all different from those of the gangsters who first attacked him with knives.There was a drawback that it was easy to understand the aim of the blow that he would have polished in his own way, but he put more effort into it to make up for it.
　It's a blow that an average Rank D adventurer would hardly accept.It was a blow from Vargas, who was said to be equal to Rank C in terms of combat power alone.But... Vargas's misfortune was that he had made an enemy of Ray.

"Sweet,"

　The axe hung from the kesa (Buddhist stole) to the left shoulder is received by the handle of the death size.
　There was a clink of metal around him, but what the people around him saw was Ray holding the Vargas axe in his hands and holding it in his hand.It gives the impression to those around him that he has not moved an inch even though he has taken the blow from Vargas seriously.

"You're lying, aren't you? It's Vargas' blow. He'll take it with one hand."
"...isn't that Vargas only weak?"
"You don't know Mr. Vargas!"
"No, because I'm not an adventurer,"
"Well, this is it... Listen carefully.That person, Vargas, was said to be a certain rank C person in terms of ability alone.The rank remained D because of all the problematic behavior, but when I look at it like this, I guess it's true that Ray overwhelmed the hawk's claws alone."

　Listening to the adventurer and the gangster talking, Ray turns to Vargas, who desperately pushes his axe with both hands.
　Even though he used both hands, Ray accepted his axe with one hand and did not change a single expression.It was in such an unusual condition, but there was no sign of dismay on his face.On the contrary, his anger subsided when he was reminded of the difference in ability, and he became calm.

(That's strange, as far as I've seen, he must have been a man who easily bled.)

　While questioning inside, he gradually pushes his way to Death Size, who accepts the axe.

"d*mn it! d*mn it!"

　Vargas must have thought he would lose by sheer force.The handle of a death-size handle was passed away with an axe, and it flew wide backward.And...

"Now!"

　As soon as she left Ray, she screamed loudly.At the same time, the sound of flying was heard cutting through the night air.

"Pretend to be a little tricky."

　To make the sound of flying sound meet, he wields his magical death-size.
　Shhhhiss!
　The sound of metal colliding with each other echoed around him, and in the next moment, an arrowhead was cut in two vertically near Ray.

"...what a dirty thing to do.Was this the basis for your leisure?"

　Vargas smiles as if he is convinced of his advantage even though he was easily defeated by Ray, who looked down on him.

"Oh, what a monster!However, there are not many people who can imitate cutting down arrows that come flying.And..."

　Vargas glances toward the Gala Pigeon."You're listening, I understand you haven't recovered from your injury yet.Is it possible to prevent arrows from flying in that state?"
"... hostage?"

　Ray frowns lightly, but at present, holding a slow-moving Galahat hostage due to injury was definitely an effective tactic.for he did not know how many were aimed at with the bow.One can do anything with Ray, but it is difficult to defend him if he shoots arrows at several places at the same time.

`I wouldn't let Mr. Gala pigeon do it so easily!'

　Murt barks like that, but he is the lowest in the party.Rather than let him deal with Murt, it would be more likely that Gala pigeons would still be saved if they moved themselves.However, there is no doubt that it will have a negative effect as long as it is affected by the injury.
　He must have realized that.Vargas casts a derisive glance at Multo.

"Oh, whatever a small fish like you does, the result won't change. ... Ray, when you know what's going on, don't move any further? Be quiet and let me cut you off."

　Vargas, convinced of his victory, takes a triumphant step forward with a triumphant smile.

"You're too lazy, you fool,"

　The muttered Ray shook his death-size toward the direction of the arrow.

"Hit!"

　From the swayed death size, the attack took shape and flew through the sky... ...hit a branch of a tree growing in the garden of the house.At the next moment, the branches of the scaffolding were cut off, and the branches all fell to the ground screaming.

"Here, too! Flying!"

　It was a flying attack which was fired again.Next was the window on the second floor of Bornter's house.Rather than destroying the building, the archer is blown away by the cut-off walls and windows.

"What!"

　Vargas exclaims at Ray's continuous use of flying swords, and he probably didn't expect Ray to have such a flying tool.But he immediately turned his gaze towards the house and screamed briefly with a grin at his mouth.

"Shoot!"

　an arrow fired from the house with the signal of Vargas.Yes, it wasn't just the two people who had just been dealt with by Ray.There was still one.One of the few Rank C adventurers left in the mansion.Vargas was an adventurer who had shot an arrow as he was fleeing the back road.

(It was your mistake that you couldn't see through it!)

　Vargas, with an inward cheer and a triumphant smile, saw the next thing... the Gryphon beating the arrow with his eagle claws, and... the scene where Ray, who had moved right in front of him, shook his death-size.
　At the next moment, his consciousness sank into darkness with a loud noise in his body and the shock of being blown away.