Day 8, the last day of Basrero's combat training. Ray, Basrero and Seto were still at the Guild's training ground.

"Wow, I don't have muscle pain... I'm kind of jealous that some people can use recovery magic."

　And, for some reason, the figure of the Miredog continued to exist at the training ground as it did yesterday.
　Of course, his aim was Seto, but he was surprised to see Basrero, who had worked harder than ever before in defense and avoidance, appearing at the training ground and asking why.

"Hahaha. It doesn't seem to have a very good effect on growth. But today was my last day, so I made an effort to get my assier to use recovery magic."

　You know it's a bad influence on your development as a swordsman. However, basically a sweet assier couldn't resist Basrero's request because he thought it was impossible to do the same level of training as the day before.

"Well, all right. I'll show you something interesting today. I don't think you'll ever be able to use it now, but remember that you have this skill."
"... a skill?"
"Yes, let's see... it might be a little dangerous to give you. Ray, will you carry your weapons and come under my attack?"
"I don't mind... not being too dangerous?"

　Nevertheless, Ray takes out the iron spear he used to deal with Basrero on the first day of training. Hold the spear and nod to the Miredog.

"Well, then, what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to attack you now, so please accept me with the handle of my spear."

　Instead of the relaxed expression he had when he was fighting with Basrero yesterday, the stern and tight expression of the Millerine made it clear to Basrero that the actions ahead were of considerable difficulty.
　Seth looks at them with her eyes wide open, lying down. But they close their eyes again as soon as they... especially because they know Ray's strength.

"Huh... Here we go! Hah! Shock wave!"

　The Mire Dog, holding his sword to Ray, is closing in. Then, as soon as he gets inside, he swings his sword sideways.

(What's that?)

　a muttering ray It's nothing more than an ordinary mowing blow. Especially, there is no change in the sword line, and while tilting the head, the blade of the sword wielded at the handle of the spear is received. the next moment

"Ugh!"

　Shock struck Ray's hand through the handle of a spear that should have received the blade.
　Fortunately, it was not such a powerful shock that he would not let go of his spear, but he turned his eyes to the hand, which was still somewhat numb, and then to the Miredog, which stopped moving.

"What's that?"
"It's just one of my specialties... I never thought I'd even let go of my weapons." It's a bit depressing, you know."

　The Mire Dog, looking at his sword and Ray's spear. It must have been a shock that it had little effect since it was one of the decisive techniques.

"Mirae Inu, how did you do that? It's the first time I've seen a teacher change his face when he's attacked."

　But even though the attack does not damage Ray, it is true that he still turns pale in spite of the shock, and Basrero, watching it, asks Mireine for a look of respect.

"This is a technique of giving a magical impact to an opponent through weapons. In my case, I have magical powers, but there is not enough quantity to master magic, so I devised this technique...no. Well, it's Ray."

　The way he shook his head felt, in a way, as if he had given up something.

"Can I do it, too?" "Well... That's my current skill."
"I don't know," I think I can do it if I can use it well because I have a little magical power."
"Magical power... Hmm, magical power?" I'm a little unsure."
"Well, if you rely on these techniques from now on, your technology won't improve. Whatever you do, first of all, the basics. Ah, the basis of this case is just physical strength. It looks like I'm training more than an ordinary child, but it's still difficult to get along as an adventurer. -- well, a child as old as Basrero could not help it."

　Milaine advises Basrero with some air of importance, perhaps happy to be looked at with respect. However, it's true that what she's talking about isn't wrong, so without interrupting her words, Ray approaches Sett, who's lying nearby.

"Glu?"

　A set of whining questions to Ray, who suddenly approached me.
　As he caresses Seto on the head, Ray asks.

"Well, Seto. I don't feel any magic. Does Basrero have any magic?"
"Grull".

　Seto nods to Ray's words, but people in this world usually have more or less magical powers. However, having it and mastering it are very different. If you have more than a certain amount of magical power and are able to master it, you will be able to use magic. Or, if you could use it independently without magic, you could sublimate it as a unique technique like the shock wave used by Mireine now.

"I see... I'm afraid I'll give up now." Instead, whenever I have foundation, I will develop techniques similar to those of Mireinu-san today!"

　a determined bassrero Seeing it, the Miredog smiled at the desired effect.

"Well, training the basics is boring. But that foundation is the starting point of everything. Some idiots ignore the foundation and pursue superficial skills, but most of the time they are just as superficial as their techniques. I think it's a good place to go. In particular, the quality of adventurers themselves is high because the city of Gilm is on the frontier."
"…I see. I understand. I will do my best not to neglect the basics."
"Yes, do your best. and yet you have neglected the foundations of your defence."

　The Miredog suddenly comes back to life after telling him so far. Then suddenly he turns to Ray.

"... Hey, Ray. I don't have to think twice about it, but why am I teaching her so desperately that you are just staring at her in silence?"
"If you're going to teach swords, is it because you're more suited to them than I am? Actually, I've never dealt with swords."

　Speaking of Ray's sword handling experience, I only had a chance to do it when I was a child and a high school kendo club friend let me swing a bamboo sword. Or maybe it would have been different if there was a kendo class at school, but the high school I attended as Reiji was not kendo but judo, so I had no experience there.

"No! I guess it's the job you got in the first place! I said I'd cooperate on a date with Seto, but I'm the main one!"
"Well, there's no particular excuse for that matter.Ray, who was thinking about how to coax Miller Dogs, noticed a man rushing through the back door of the guild into the training ground. The distinctive cat's ears and the animal's characteristic flexibility made it easy to tell who they were. It was Kenny, the receptionist.

"...what's the matter?"

　Perhaps because of Ray's abrupt decision to stop talking, Mileine turns to Ray and notices Kenny's presence.

"Oh, it's not Kenny. I wonder what's going on, in such a hurry."
"I think she's the Guild's receptionist."
"Well, I guess you've been looking for someone lately."

　Ray also opens his mouth, looking back at the Mire Dog, who glances at Ray.

"Someone like that seems to be after Seto,"
"That's right. But unlike others, what I have for Seto is pure love! Pure love that I don't want anything in return but just want to be by my side!"

　In some theatrical manner, he reached out to Seto, who had been waiting for Kenny to approach him.
　And while they're interacting, Kenny runs like a cat's animal race and comes under the only one in the training ground.
　Even though it's winter, the clothes are still in their guild uniform and they don't have a coat on.

"...what do you think happened?"
"Well, isn't it a fight in a bar? And we're not... or rather, you want Ray to take care of the trouble? Well, if you ask him, you'll find out."

　As they talked like that, there was some bad feeling in their hearts. Or perhaps this keen intuition is another adventurer's quality. And you only get a bad feeling.

"Ray, Mireinu, emergency! A company on its way to the city of Gillum is attacked by a flock of icebirds, so rescue them as soon as possible!"

　Kenny's voice echoed through the training ground, which was unexpected to Miller Dogs, let alone Ray, the city's first winter break.

"Huh!? Hey, Kenny! Why are the tradesmen coming to this city at this time of year?"
"I don't know that! Anyway, the guards contacted me! But I can't count them as a fighting force because they're drunk... and that's when I remembered Ray and Mileinu in the training ground." Anyway, please! It seems to be a very large flock, and there are more than fifty icebirds!"
"But at this time of the year we fight against a herd of icebirds..."

　The Mire Dog looks at Ray with a gesture that could be described as Gurin. He asks me, grasping my dragon lobe by the shoulder.

"A little Ray," You were good at the magic of fire, weren't you?"
"Oh, the best fit was for the flame line."

　To be exact, it is correct that no magic other than the flame system can be used. However, I had no choice but to say so because I had magically misled many of my death-size skills.

"Then we may be able to do something about it," Icebirds are ice monsters, just as they are named, so they are vulnerable to flames."
"Icebird, I remember reading it in a monster's book before,"

　I mutter so and recall the contents of the book I read.
　an ice bird A bird-shaped monster with a body length of about 1m, ranking D. However, they have the habit of attacking prey in groups. Therefore, icebirds in flocks are considered to be equivalent to rank C. Appears only in cold winter months and attacks are sharp claws. And as the name suggests, they are good at ice magic. However, if you have a wizard who can use the magic of fire and magic items of fire, it is not that difficult to compete. The part to prove the punishment is a white tail with only one sheet growing and a length of about 20 cm long tail feathers. Removable materials are internal organs to manipulate the force of tail feathers, beetles, and ice at the site of proof of subjugation.

"That's what the book I've read before says," Then, if you and I had Seto, we could do something about it would be all right. Kenny, can I go on like this?"
"What? Yes, please. I'll arrange the nomination request later, so now I'm going to help the merchant force as soon as possible."
"Okay, so you don't mind flying from here in Seto?"
"I've got permission said. and the Mire Dog soon."
"Oh, I can't do it as it is. I must go back to the inn and get some protective gear."

　The Mireine who tells us so would have regarded it as Basrero's training today. The clothes were naturally not equipped with their favorite leather armour, but with everyday clothes. I knew I was going to train the most, so it was pants style, not skirt style.

"Hurry up, then! Ray, too.
"All right. Set!"
"Grunt!"

　Rey calls me out and I'm quick to respond. Mileine, with a slightly envious expression on her face, went straight to the inn.
　Rey checks the situation and straddles Sett's back. At the same time, taking the death size out of the mistling...

"Teacher! Please take me too!"

　Just as he tried to get Seto to jump, he was approached by Basrero, who was watching the story on Kenny's side.

"Don't be silly. Even if I take you with me now, it's just a drag. In the first place, icebirds are classified as rank D. They're classified as rank C. They're not the ones you can touch. Kenny, look at him."
"Oh, yes. All right. Take care, Ray!"
"Oh, I said that to Basrero, but after all it's a bunch of monsters that are only about rank C. Moreover, fire is considered a weak point. He's not such a scary partner for me. ...set!"
"Gurgling!"

　Responding to Ray's call, he ran for a few steps before fluttering his wings into the sky.