"Oh, it looks cold again today."

　a muttering ray out of the inn
　Next door, Seto is also hoarsely agreeing with Ray.
　Looking around, I saw a faint layer of snow on the ground is covered with snow. However, it was at least a relief, but it was now a warm winter sunshine instead of snow, melting the remaining snow on the ground and turning it into water.
　a few days back from the city of Barr The fuss about the matter had finally subsided, and I had enough rest, so I went out for a walk in Seto and thought I'd go to the guild for the first time in a while.

"I've been busy for the last few days,"
"Glu?"

　a set with a slight tilt of one's head as if to say "Really?"
　From Seto's point of view, he was happy that someone who cared for him came to see him almost every day.

"Well, you got a lot of food from the Mire Dog,"
"Grull".

　Seto's voice grates over Ray's words.
　He is a self-confessed set-loving Miredog. Naturally, when he found out that Ray had gone with Sett to the plague-infested city, he was in bed for a few days in shock and anxiety. Then, of course, Ray and Sett, who had come back, were apt to run wild with their love for Sett, and for the last few days they had come to the Wheat-tei at dusk with souvenirs.
　She adored Seto hard and scolded Ray for not taking Seto to a dangerous place. His partiality was so great that the others who stayed at the inn sympathized with him.
　It was also winter for such a Mire Dog, and yet it had hardly snowed, and it was this morning that Ray and Sett were taken to the guild by a party member with a scorching wind for their last job, which inspired them to show up for the first time in a few days.

"Oh, Seto. How have you been? You've been to a dangerous place, haven't you? Here, eat this. It's my treat to-day.
"Oh, Ray. I don't think I've seen you in a long time. Look, how about our skewers? Freshly cooked skewers are superb in this cold weather."
"What are you talking about? In this cold weather, the soup that we sell is the best. Ray, there's good Gamerion meat in there. What do you think?"
"Then it's our sandwich that goes well with the soup."
"You're a bit brazen, my dear,"

　As Ray and Sett walk down the main street, they go down the street, lightly picking sandwiches, skewers, or soup.
　The most unusual thing is that udon was on the menu at the soup stand. Apparently, during Ray's week or so in the city of Barr, Dischott was teaching recipes to an acquaintance.

(If they had only sold at the Manjotei, they would have monopolized the profits for a while.) Well, this is certainly the best way to spread the manufacturing process.)

　No matter how much profit we monopolize, it will still be hard to spread if we only sell udon at one restaurant. However, if you spread the production method of udon to your acquaintances and the acquaintances spread it to other acquaintances, the ingredient called udon will naturally spread. I don't know if the craftsmanship discott was thinking that well, but it was true that udon was becoming popular in the streets of Gilm.

(At this rate, yakisoba, pasta, soba, etc. may be developed soon. ...I'd like you to develop pasta around Dischott if possible. Husta only)

　The adventurers of the same rank, who went hunting for Gamerion, pass through my mind.
　While thinking this way, they seem accustomed to buying sandwiches, hot dog-like buns, skewers, juices, fruits, etc. from stalls, eating them with cets, or storing them in a mystery ring.
　Eventually, when the guild comes into sight, Seto lounges down to the enchanting space, without being told anything.
　Ray walks into the guild, watching children who find it, or several adventurers close to the guild flock to it.

"...you don't see much of a man, do you?"

　in the first place between morning and noon Since it was about 10 a.m., there were few adventurers near the request board.
　The season and winter have already come, so many adventurers have decided to close their doors until spring.
　And for those people, what they should do is to take a leave of absence...
　Ray glances toward the bar next to the guild.
　There were adventurers out there, quite differently than before the request board. It's true that there aren't as many people as there are bars at night, but still the largest number of people Ray saw when he came to the town of Guild and went to the guild.

`Whoa,'

　When I was about to sigh and head to the request board.

"Oh, it's Ray, isn't it?" It's been a long time no see."

　get a call from the side
　I turned around and found three people there.
　a warrior man with an extremely trained body and a huge battleax on his back.
　a woman wizard wearing a robe and holding a cane in his hand
　a trained swordsman, though not likely to be much older than Ray.
　Ray knew rightly who the three were. They were three of the Axes of Thunder God, one of the most militant parties in the town of Gilm.

"Elk, Minn, Rodos. It's certainly been a long time. I haven't seen you for a while, but what have you been up to?"

　Elk, the leader of the thunder god's axe, opens his mouth scratching his head with a mischievous smile around his mouth.

"No, there's a little troubling monster in another city. Take a little trip to cheer for him."
"A troublesome monster?"
"Oh, it's a dragon."

　I can't help but stop Ray's movement when he hears that word. After a few seconds or so, he casts a somewhat skeptical glance at the Elk.

"A dragon breed?"

　But even Elk knew he could look at it like that. open one's mouth with a wry smile

"But it's not the kind of dragon that you imagine is over the top. A dragon species is a dragon without wisdom. He's a low‐ranking dragon. ...however, I managed to do something with more than five Rank A parties."

　Ray is convinced when he hears the word.
　Even though it's a dragon species, it has a ladder of strict strength. For example, a flying dragon carrying a common dragon knight, also known as a Weiburn, is one of the lowest dragons. The dragon species that became the ingredient of the dragon robe around Ray is an advanced dragon that has higher intelligence than humans and can even use its own magic called dragon language magic. And even the Entient Dragon, the owner of the magical stone that Elena had at the altar of succession, is a true monster living by the millennium.

"And what kind of dragon was it?"

　It would be interesting for Ray to hear that he had defeated the dragon. The wizard next to Elk asked Ray the curiosity. The wizard Min, who is Elk's wife and practically controls the axe of the god of thunder, opens his mouth with a smile.

"Even a boy like you seems to be attracted to dragon species. It was a rock dragon that we overthrew. Even though he was a low-ranking dragon, he was a strong enough opponent.""Rock dragon? Is it of geolong descent?"
"Oh, instead of being unable to fly, they have a very good defense. against physical attacks, though."
"It wouldn't have been so hard to knock her down if it had been her magic."

　For some reason, Rodos is proud of himself.
　Watching the situation, Ray laughs inwardly.

(It seems like I'm still a mother‐in‐law.) No, wait a minute. I can't be proud of myself like this...)

"... by any chance, did you follow him.

　Ray, who is inquiringly.
　It's true that Rodos is a Rank C adventurer, though he's not that old as Ray. But conversely speaking, it's still only rank C. Not at all, but it didn't seem like there was a way to deal with monsters that could only be handled by a group of Rank A parties.

"Slip,"

　Rodos is so speechless at Ray's question. Elk's hand reaches out to Rodos's head, and he rakes it up and down.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I was sent to defend my stronghold during the war."
"Well, it's impossible to deal with dragon species at the rank of C. Weiburn might do something if it'said by numbers."
"Gut! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!" If I were to say that, you would still be ranked D. You're not in a position to say anything to me, are you?"

　Rodos glares at Ray with embarrassment.
　But, as I say, when I think of the fighting power I saw in the oak village, I wonder if it was them.

"That's a bit naive, Rodos."

　It was Min who spoke to Rodos. continue one's words in a non-feminine, non-feminine

"I've heard that Ray has been asked to bring medicine to the plague town. That's at the request of the guildmaster himself. The request has also been successful. With that in mind, the guild's contribution and ability are sufficient, so there is a high possibility that it will rise in the near future. Even if this request doesn't work, it's probably a few more times."
"Mother..."

　Rodos takes a step back as if shocked by his beloved mother's words.
　Elk was looking at his son with interest, but then he turned to the request board as if he had come up with something.

"Well, it's certainly a little clumsy of Rodos to carry us on his back. What do you think, Ray. Why don't you and Rodos receive a request to put down something?"
"...what!? What are you talking about all of a sudden, Dad?"

　Rodos reflexively retorts to the words of Elk.
　Surprisingly, however, Min readily agrees.

"Well, maybe that's a good idea."
"Hey, mother. Why is that so! You said you'd be closed until spring after this case is over, didn't you?
"…Rodos, you are certainly one of the best adventurers in your youth. But thanks to being with us, we were able to move up to the rank without any difficulty. Do you know that there are some who think so?"
"That's..."

　Rodos is so full of Min's words.
　In fact, it was inevitable that some people would think so, since both parties were ranked A and the two were fathers and mothers.
　Rodos, of course, is expected to be a promising young adventurer, as Minh has said. Fighting power is inferior to Ray's, which can be said to be a new supernova, but other than that. Especially in terms of friendliness and knowledge as an adventurer, I have been working with the parents of a Rank A adventurer since birth, so it is safe to say that I have been brought up with a gifted education.
　But that's not why no one feels jealous or prejudiced toward Rodos. And it was the seven glimpses of the parents of the Rank A adventurer that they always spoke of. Naturally, as mothers, there was no interesting reason for their own children to be called that way, and therefore it had always been thought that they would show themselves to be skilled adventurers.
　Nevertheless, I'm worried about going on an adventure alone with my beloved son. For Min, who had thought so, Elk's words could have been called a ship.
　He glances sideways and smiles bitterly on the man's face, just like a prankster.
　Of course, I didn't think my husband, who wasn't cut out to think about difficult things, would have thought that far.

"Well, if you decide to do so, you'll have to choose a monster to subdue. Fortunately it's already winter. I think there are monsters that are unique to this time of year."
"Hey, Dad! Don't go on with your story!"
"Well, there's no problem with Min, either, since he has nothing wrong?
"Well, you're our proud son. When I think about my ability, I feel relieved to do my solo activities."
"Even my mother... but yes." OK. If my mother goes that far, I'll give it a try."
"I don't know what to do with her mother."

　Seeing such a family interaction, Ray mutters in spite of being completely left behind.

"Didn't I just get completely involved?"

　I had come to find some kind of request, but I still felt a little dissatisfied, and followed the three men who had gone to the front of the request board.