`... whoop,'

　Ray, who breathes after reading Elena's letter.
　However, the sigh contained some sort of satisfaction.

"Squeak?"

　Seeing Ray like that, dragons...Yero bends his head slightly.

"...a messenger who used his magic to create it?"
"Squeak!"

　You're right! You're proud and proud of yourself. Smile away at the scene and pat his head gently.
　It's only about 20cm long, so no matter how you look at it, you can only describe it as lovely.
　However, while stroking Yero's head, Ray quenches his smile.

(Use magic to create errands. It's very similar to witchcraft. Considering what was written in the letter, I don't think it's possible to absorb the magic stones...or the magic of dragon language, or the magic of dragon language. Was it developed based on that?)

　I suddenly wonder and draw out Zepail's knowledge.

(...that's a little bit awkward. We certainly refer to all kinds of magic in development, including dragon language magic. However, other magic techniques are used in a wide variety of ways, so it can be said that they.)

　He nods to the content of the knowledge he brings out, and turns his eyes to Yero, who is looking up at him.

(Well, what's important is this eroticism.) What should I do? Even if a creature of this size is just like this, it will stand out if you take it with you, but it's a dragon. If I were to walk with a small dragon besides Seto, I would be able to stand out. Well, it's not bad to be more open...)

"But let alone me and Seto, who are taking you with them, you could be targeted by queer people."
"Kiss?"

　As Ray murmurs and caresses Yero in a troubled way, he flaps his little wings to distance himself from him. And

"Squeak!"

　The next moment it melts into the surrounding landscape and becomes transparent.

"...what?"

　Ray reached out with a cry of surprise at the scene, but when he reached out to the space where Yero had existed, there was certainly something there.

"Is that the special ability you wrote in your letter.
"Squeak!"

　You're right, but you hear the sound of yellowhorns in empty space, and the next moment, they appear de-transparent.
　And the look reminds me of the contents of Elena's letter.

"I see. If the enemy can't find you, you don't have to worry about being attacked. I don't think it's okay to look like this because the enemy won't attack me."

　Ray muttered convincingly, but the reality was a little different.
　Elena is gradually learning dragon language magic by collecting old books like ancient documents, but even so, few people have used it. Although he has struggled to master it and succeeded in creating yellow, his ability is only at the level of being able to beat the Goblin. Nevertheless, it is safe to say that we were lucky to have near-accidental luck when we created yellow, one in a million, and one in a million chance to achieve transparency.

"Well, that's all right. And you're going to deliver the letter I've written to Elena first?"
"Squeak!"

　I'm proud to say, "Leave it to me!"
　I was so happy to see the situation that I immediately picked up the pen from the desk in my room... and stopped moving.

"...what should I write?"

　Speaking of letters, Ray has only ever written New Year's cards. I also wondered if I should write about what happened in Barr's city, but that's just a second-line review, as I'm sure I've heard from Arra.

(Then, after I came back to the city of Gillum... oh, I see. I got a magic item from the guildmaster...and I'll write about the dark elf of a woman who originally had a party with the guildmaster or deputy lord of the town of Barr.)

　Ray thinks inside and writes as he does.
　The characters were not necessarily pretty, but that's why they have a good handwriting feel.
　...but Ray's single and biggest mistake was writing that the guildmaster was the dark elf's beauty. The writing to Elena, who forgave Ray for the first time, about the beauty of the guildmaster Marina, later left Elena in a great hurry.

(After that, he was sent to subdue Blue Caterpillar with Rodos, a member of the Axe of Thunder God, whom Elena knew. As for spies... I don't know if I can tell you, so I'm not going to write them down."

　The Blue Caterpillar looks more disgusting than I expected, and the sentence is written as if he didn't even try to eat Seto, so please take care of your health in winter. That's how you would tighten the document.

"Well, is this all right? Well, it's the first time in my life that I've ever written a letter to a nobleman, and Elena wouldn't care if something went wrong."
"Squeak!"

　Don't worry, yeroes chirping.
　for, in his opinion, Elena had ordered him to take the letter home, and he was honest about the content of the letter. It's no use not being fussy about details, in a way, because they've just been made and don't have much of a life experience -- or a dragon's experience.
　Looking at Yero's appearance, Ray, who was originally not so familiar with how to write a letter, simply ended with that.

"So what are you going to do now? Are you going to take the letter right away?"
"Kyuu"

　Yero shakes his head at Ray's question. Of course the biggest job was to bring home the letter from Ray, but there were other jobs that Elena was ordered to do.
　But Ray, who is unlikely to know about it, nods his head slightly at the way he looks.

"Huh? You don't have to go home yet?" Well, shall we take a look around the city?"
"Squeak!"

　Yero nods slightly to Ray's suggestion.

"Well, if you're interested in it, will you go out to town for a second?" and Cet must be bored in the stable."

　mutter, put on a dragon robe and get ready to go out.

"Squeak!"

　As he watched it, he immediately landed on Ray's right shoulder, and at the same time disappeared transparently.

"...it's convenient,"

　an involuntary muttering ray
　There are many requests Ray receives at the guild, but most of them are requests for extermination to collect magical stones. And it was obvious, needless to think, how advantageous I was to be transparent when defeating monsters.

(However, there are many monsters who sense the other person without using their eyesight, such as sound, smell, magic, and so on the other hand, so it's not completely safe.

　With that thought in mind, I went out of the inn and into the stable.
　It's already snowed about 10 cm outside, and it's still snowing, albeit weakly.

"Well, I'm glad Seto doesn't seem to hate snow,"

　If Seto was the type to curl up like a cat, that might be interesting... but then he would be in trouble if he ended up out of town in the winter. As I walked into the stable without thinking about it, I saw the horse inside and the degenerate giant bird of what seemed to be a riding monster looking at Ray with interest.(...not surprised by Sett, though he probably has been in this stable for quite a long time."Oh, now that you mention it, there was a company of mercenaries here.)

　In the past few days Ray mutters, remembering that he has met some strange-looking people in the dining room, and that at night he has been having a party.
　He was not so frightened in the presence of Seto, unlike the horse which had been carried by other guests.
　Of course, it's not that I'm completely fine. It'll be obvious at a glance, as he's quiet compared to when Seto wasn't around. Still, he was not as frightened as he used to be.

"Glu?"

　You must have sensed Ray's arrival. Seto gets his head out of the stable.

"Guru... Guru?"

　Seto tried to cajole Ray as usual, but as a Gryphon, he noticed Ray's presence on his right shoulder.
　The reason why he didn't immediately move into the attack was probably because he understood that Yero was not a danger to Ray, the one who disappeared on his right shoulder.
　A set of round eyes on Ray's right shoulder, as if to say, "What's on his right shoulder?"

"Squeak!"

　Even Yero must have noticed the gaze he was staring at him. It croaks and emerges, fluttering toward the set with its short wings.

"Grull".
"Squeak!"
"Guru?"
"Squeak!"
"Glu, glu, glu, glu, glu.
"Cute! Ciss!"

(...is this a conversation made...?)

　Did Seto and Yero, who had been squeaking for a while, communicate with each other through body language? Either way, in a few minutes, Yero was completely attached to Seto and rode on his back.

"Well, it's better than fighting. ...Yero, don't forget to hide when anyone comes."
"Squeak!"

　a short song and lying on Seto's back
　She asks, caressing Seto's head with a smile on her face.

"I'm thinking of going for a walk in the city. Will Seto go, too.
"Glu".

　Ray prepares to leave the stable with a smile on his face as he nods for sure.
　Lei and Sett, who had left many demons and horses in the stable and disappeared on Sett's back, went out.





"... Come to think of it,"

　Ray muttered suddenly at the sight of the snow that lay on the road.

(Even though Yero is a magician created by dragon language magic, he looks like a dragon.) ...are you okay in this cold weather? I'd be in trouble if you hibernate here.)

"Squeak?"

　Ray, who is completely mingling dragons and lizards, must have found himself thinking about himself. I hear a voice like that above Seto's back. It was a voice that I could not see it because it was so transparent, but it was somewhat predictable that he was still leaning his head slightly.

"No, it'said he.

　Ray thinks it's wrong to lump dragons and lizards together and shakes his head.
　As you walk, enjoying the feeling of Seto crushing the remaining snow with his forefeet, you will soon find yourself on the main street.
　Due to the low temperature and snow, there are few stalls that existed some time ago, and the number of stalls is decreasing as well. However, some of the few stalls had quite a few customers. Each of the stalls serves only one dish, though slightly different. There was nothing in common except that they were udon noodles.

"Oh, there's a lot of different kinds of udon coming out.

　a muttering ray from a stall
　The main ingredient was udon, but the soup was different. The most popular soup is still full of meat and vegetables, like the first one made at Manjokjeong. However, there were also stalls where ground meat was mixed with something similar to a meat sauce, and there were also shops that served grilled udon with salt flavor because there was no soy sauce.

"Glu".

　Seth, who smells floating around her, chokes as if she were going to eat.
　But when Ray hears it, he looks around at the stalls a little in trouble.
　After all, udon is basically a soup dish. Some restaurants seem to serve yakidon, but it's not the kind of food you can eat around like the sandwiches and skewers Ray and others often eat. And as long as it is a stall, Seto's huge body, which is more than two meters long, clearly gets in the way of other customers. Or, it might have been better if it was a stand without customers, but Ray saw that almost all the stands serving udon had a few customers.

"...can I eat skewers instead of udon?"

　What Ray eventually chose was the right food to eat around.
　Although udon was the main dish, it was because there were some street stalls that served them as side dishes.

"Glu".

　a sad set

"Squeak!"

　Then, as if to comfort Seto, the voice of Yero comes from his back.
　After all, he bought nearly 20 skewers and went along with Seto and Yero, eating them in the light snow.