in front of the main gate of the town of Barr Various people were gathered there now. Some of them are Seith, who had been sleeping due to the side effects of the resonant necklace until just a few days ago, and Deerlogo, acting lord of the city of Barr. There are also Sazanas, the head of the security forces, and Arra, who is carrying the Power Axe on his back.
　And seeing them off was Ray in dragon robes and Seto the Gryphon, who had been at ease for about a week.

"This time it was very helpful. I will contact Marina in the town of Gilm later, but please take this with you."

　Sayce handed me a document certifying that the request had been completed.

"If the Lord had not come, the death toll from the magic fever would probably have increased by dozens or hundreds of times. I'm grateful as the guildmaster of the city of Barr."
"No. I wish we could all help."

　Even though we arrived in Barr in about two days from the town of Gilm, of course we were not able to save all the patients suffering from the disease. More than a dozen people who were too weak to resist the disease were not saved because the medicine was too late.
　Deerlogo, who was next to Seis, shakes his head to Ray who breathes like that.

"It certainly hurts that we couldn't help them all, but it's your fault."Well, it's arrogant to assume that you can save everything. You did what you could do to the best. I'm grateful as a deputy lord of the town of Barr."
"No, reconstruction must be difficult, but please do your best."
"Yes, of course. The inhabitants of this town are stubborn. We're still rebuilding our eastern repository. Come back to town when the reconstruction is over. I'll give you a good drink of the town's specialty, then."
"...be gentle,"

　For Ray, who was not so strong with alcohol, he had no choice but to answer so.
　The next person to step forward was Sazanas, the captain of the guard. What you have in your hand is a barrel about 30 cm in size.

"Here's a souvenir. It's a little off-putting to serve after Mr. Deerlogo's words, but it's one of the finest spirits."
"... Hey, Sazanas,"

　Ray looks suspiciously at the word "good stuff" and shakes his head with a wry smile.

"Don't worry. We're all on the guard about this. Give money to each of them a little money."
"Well, then, I'll be glad to receive it." I'm not that good at drinking, but there are people who love to drink in the streets of Gilm."

　Ray's mind shows a drunken dwarf who was involved in the uproar a little while ago.
　He said he would probably be happy to drink that dwarf that swears that it's alcohol, not blood, that's running through his body.
　Put it in a mistling, thinking like that.

"Lady Ray,"

　And the last to come forward is Arra, who is backed by the Battle Ax.
　During the past week, he has been fighting mock battles against Soleil, leaving several cuts and bruises on his body. Still, his face was full of smiles.
　In fact, it's only natural that I was able to relieve the stress that Soleil was giving me through a mock battle with Ray.

"Send my regards to Elena,"
"Yes, if you like, please write to Mr. Elena. and I think he'll be happy."
"Letters, letters..."

　There is no such thing as a post office in Elgin as the world Ray used to live in. Therefore, the only way to deliver the letter is to ask adventurers or others like peddlers. In other words, it depends on distance and luck, but it usually takes a few months for a letter to arrive. Depending on the distance, annual units may be required.
　While thinking about it, I still nod to Arra's words, asking her to write a letter once in a while.

"Well, there won't be much to do during the winter, and it might be a good idea to write a letter." though it will be even later in the winter."
"Phew, it may be so," Oh, my God. If only I could get a letter from Mr. Ray while I was in the town of Barr."

　I'm shocked that I couldn't think of such a simple thing.
　But even for Arla, the past week had been dominated by Soleil. It's no use saying that it's no use being mindful of other things.
　It's hard to follow Ray's failure to notice the matter.
　a pat on the shoulder of a shocked arra

"Well, then, it's no use talking about it forever, so let's get on with it's no use talking about it." set."
"Grull".

　Seth, who was eating the treasured dried meat that Deerlogo gave her as a token of gratitude, approaches Ray's call.

"Well, then, we'll be there." I'll come back to town if I have another chance."
"Well, I've told you so many times, but this time I'm saved. I really must thank Marina for her help."
"Oh, as I said before, I'll make you drink some treasured wine the next time you come, so stop by again."

　Lay straddling Set's back while listening to the voices from Seith and Deerlogo.

"Set!"
"Roll-rolling.

　Rae's voice screams high, giving her a few steps to run, and then fluttering her wings.
　and saw a man and a dog flying up into the sky as if they were running through the air, until they were out of course.





　Set flying from the city of Barr to the city of Gilm. Ray was riding on his back, but he felt something cold fell into the hood and looked around him.

"...snow?"
"Glu".

　Still faint, I mutter involuntarily when I see white snow coming down.
　Looking up at the sky, the weather should be described as cloudy, and the sun's rays are blocked by clouds and a little dim.
　Even though it's still before noon, the ambient temperature has risen little. The good news is that the wind is not so strong. Ray and Sett don't care much about the cold, but as long as they're flying in the sky, the wind's influence is relatively strong.

"But snow? ... It's almost winter in earnest."
"Glu".

　There are no financial problems at all. But considering Seto's diet, he may need to go out several times to secure the monster's meat even in winter. That's the way I think like that.

"Ah, now that you mention it, the magical stones and meat of Gamelion were still in the mistling."

　For when he was wondering what to do with the magical stones of Gamerion, he had been asked to carry relief supplies to the city of Barr, and it had completely sunk into his memory. Sword Bee's magical stones also go through his mind and make a quick decision."Well, I'd also like to try to use the skill of cutting the core of a dungeon to manipulate the terrain, and tonight I'm going to go on a night camp instead of in town. Wouldn't Seto like to try Gamerion's meat?"
"Roll-rolling.

　Seto barks happily when he hears that it is Gamerion's meat. It could be said that Ray and Sett made the choice because they didn't care about the cold. A normal adventurer would avoid this season's night quarters as much as possible. Considering it's snowing, it's possible that if you don't do well, you'll freeze to death in bed at night.
　Then fly straight through the sky, past the nearest village from the city of Barr, past the forked road we had last night, and past the city of Subursta. Mental fatigue rather than physical fatigue began to strike Ray, as he continued to fly without a break. There is no snow falling a little in the morning, and the clear air peculiar to winter makes Ray's eyes happy with the sunset.

"Set, shall we get ready for the night camp before dark?" I could eat lunch flying, and dinner was a little luxurious."
"Grull".

　We had breakfast in the city of Barr, but the city is still under lockdown because it hasn't been a week since the last case of the fever was recovered. The blockade should be lifted in the next few days or so, but food is still rationed. That's why Ray and Sett didn't have enough to satisfy. "As for the taste, fortunately, the inn's original owner had returned from a magical fever, so he could eat delicious food in his own way."
　If you think like that, you'll see some trees growing on the ground. The trees are not large enough to be called forests, but they are large enough to shelter themselves from the rain or snow.

"Seto, shall we go to the night camp there?"
"Glu".

　She sings softly at Ray's suggestion and goes straight down from the air to the ground. Fortunately, there seemed to be no monsters around the tree of interest, and they could begin preparing for the night out under it without any incident.

"But it's a little too early for dinner, so let's check our skills first."
"Grull".

　She rubs her face against Ray's words as if she were hungry.
　The scene shows the city of Barr, and he pulls a chunk of oak out of the mistling, as if nothing could be done.
　Although lumps are blocks of meat, they will weigh about 2 kg. I would usually cut this meat into skewers or use it as an ingredient for cooking."

"Roll-rolling.

　After enduring a great hunger, Seto bites at the block of oak as if raw meat were OK.
　While watching the situation, breathe out a small sigh, take out the death size as a trial, and place the buttocks on the ground.

"Topographic Manipulation"

　It was a skill that was put into play with the image of sinking our place about 1m below...

"...is this what Lv.1 would do?"

　Compared to a few seconds ago, I look around me, confirming that my line of sight is only about 10cm lower.
　Then it sank to the ground in a beautiful circle around Ray.

"Glu?"

　A set of oaks eating, with a slight tilt of the neck, looking around. Even though he was really into oak meat, he seemed to have noticed that the ground he was on had sunk.

"A radius of 10 meters?"

　Whilst muttering, I looked at the trees that Ray and his colleagues were using as roofs. The tree has sunk about 10 centimeters below.

"Well, how about this?"

　The next thing I went to was the image of uplifting the ground. Then the next moment the ground, which had been sinking until now, swells up and slightly raises its gaze.
　When I moved about 10 meters from where I had been and checked, it was about 20cm high. Considering that the original ground had sunk by 10 cm, it would be about 10 cm high.

"I see. Is 10 cm the limit, whether it's sinking or uplifting? If this is at least one meter long, I could use it in many battles, but if I think of it as a result of absorbing the core of a dungeon, not a magical stone, I think I should be lucky enough to acquire the skills."

　muttering back to Sett's place
　Originally, witchcraft is a magic trick that absorbs magical stones and grows. But I was a little confused because I didn't expect to be able to absorb even the core of the dungeon, and I was convinced that I was lucky enough to increase my skills.

"Now, then, next. First of all, it's Sword B.'

　Ray turns to Seto, but apparently he's concentrating on eating the oak block again, so he can't hear him. As it looks, he throws Sword Bee's magical stones into the air, sighing that he can't help it, given the food situation over the past week.

"Huh!"

　a flash of light on the side The next moment it was torn in two and vanished like a haze...

"No skill, sir,"

　There is no familiar message in my mind, and I breathe out.
　He was eating so little oak that he finally turned to the comfortable set.

"Seto, it's dessert."

　It was Seto who uttered the magic stone thrown at him with the words...

"Glu".

　The kind of announcement didn't sound as good as it did when it was death-sized.

"Didn't Seto learn his skills, too. Well, I can't help but think of Sword B as a low-ranked monster. Look, don't worry."

　Patting Seto's regretfully drooping head, he pulls two of the Gamelion magical stones out of the mistling with his other hand.
　One belongs to the regular Gamerion, the other is a rare species, one size larger than the regular one.

"Now, what shall we do about the allocation of these magical stones?"

　Like when she was worried about an inn in the town of Gilm, Ray started to worry again.