Ray and Sett headed straight out of the guild training ground. Seeing it off, Kenny turns to Basrero on his side.

"Well, there's no use staying here. Shall we go back to the guild? If we don't wipe our sweat, we'll catch a cold."
"But..."

　As he listened to Kenny, Basrero looked with his fiery eyes towards them.

"Look, you're saying that if you're here, you'll only catch a cold. Listen to your sister quietly!"

　Kenny pulls Basrero by the hand somewhat angrily.
　Even though he was a younger hobby, he didn't seem to have that feeling toward Basrero, who was ten years old, and he was just pushing him to the guild. Or, at this time, if Kenny had kept his eyes fixed, he might have found some color of determination in his eyes.





"Oh, my!"

　a few minutes off the streets of Gilm Watching Seto's back, Ray finds a blue lump on the road leading to the city.
　The icebirds flock to two of the three wagons in the merchant corps.
　From a distance, the merchant escort is desperately resisting, but the number is well over 50. And Icebirds were about one meter long on average, and they lacked the number and ability of their guards to counter that much violence. Already one of the cabins had been completely destroyed, and adventurers, horses, or merchants who would have protected it, had been swarmed by icebirds and devoured alive.

"Well, if you're stuck in a carriage, you can't magically knock it all out."

　Ray who hits his tongue with a death size in one hand.
　I know I'm vulnerable to fire attacks, but I can't possibly kill Icebirds with the cabs that came to my rescue.
　While I'm thinking about it, the distance between Seto and herd of icebirds has shrunk.

"Don't you have time to think?" Seto, I'm going to cheer for the carriage on the right. You ask for the carriage on the left."
"Grunt!"

　At Ray's direction, he nods and drives straight into a herd of icebirds swarming into a carriage on the ground.

"Gurling!"

　with a high, sharp scream to show one's presence

"Squeak!? Scream!"

　You must have noticed that set. Icebirds attacking the carriage let their companions know of the threat with a rather monkey-like shrill cry that would not appear to be a bird-shaped monster.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak.

　But the companions noticed Sett too late. ...no, it would be right to describe Sett as flying too fast. When most of the herd noticed the presence of a high-ranking monster called Gryphon, Sett was already on the verge of passing over the carriage, while Ray was about to jump off his back.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　Falling to the ground, a magical death-size flash of an ice bird above a carriage. Cut the body in half without even feeling a slight resistance, at the same time.

"Slapnil's shoes are activated.

　Invoke the magic item that allows you to walk a few steps in the air, kick up in the air and move forward before entering the carriage. land for a horse pulling a carriage And...

"I'm getting in the way! I'm going to kill you!"

　With the cry comes a slash from the death-size, and two icebirds are cut in half, just like one of them.

"What!? Who!?"

　One of the adventurers, fighting to protect the carriage, shouts reflexively to Ray.
　There were four adventurers employed as bodyguards for the carriage. one holding a spear against two men holding a sword And there was only one woman holding the bow. Are we all still in our late teens and early twenties?
　The man who spoke to Ray was a spearman who had not been forced to fight close by his Icebird opponents because he was using a spear. The two sword-wielding avant-garde are desperately trying to keep the ice bird at bay, but they still use their ability to manipulate the ice from which it originated, doing all they could to prevent sharp claws and gnaws on their feet covered with ice, or ice arrows fired from the ice bird.

"This is Ray, the adventurer from the guild of Guillum!"

　The word is accompanied by a big wave of death size. The handle alone is longer than 2m, and the blade is more than 1m. The range of attack when they were magnified was wide, and Ray's own blow by the weight of his own strength and death was exactly what could be described as a blow from the dead, just like the name of the weapon.
　Because of its magical power, if you touch the blade, it will be torn apart without any questions, or if you hit it with the handle, the bones will be broken, and the body and head will bounce off.
　The four adventurers who protected the carriage and the merchants who hid themselves in the carriage are dumbfounded for a moment as if they were wondering if what had just happened in front of them was really. But Ray yelled at those present, thinking it was irrelevant.

"Don't be absentminded! We still have enemies! And tell the company in the carriage that Gryphon is on our side!"

　They would not have obeyed Ray, who was originally much younger than themselves, and who was old enough to describe them as children. The merchants were all those who had negotiated with each other many times, and even the adventurers of the bodyguard had reasonable experience and power. But a blow. The moment I saw that blow Ray had just fired, I was overwhelmed, and I couldn't think of anything to refute.
　Nevertheless, adventurers who hear the name of the Gryphon twitch their cheeks. the Griffon of Rank A monsters If it were indeed on his side, he would have been the greatest force, but if anything had happened and he had been attacked by a Gryphon... as an adventurer, he could not help thinking so.
　But still. It is also true that we cannot choose the means to survive now. The spearman, who earlier approached Ray among his bodyguard adventurers, exclaims to a carriage a little further away, hoping to lose his voice.

"The Gryphon is on my side! He seems to be a follower of the auxiliaries from the streets of Gillum. Don't attack me so hard!"

　The loud voice, which was set aside to communicate with his friends, reached the adventurers guarding the other carriage, as if it had been a man's will.

"Did you hear it? Auxiliaries from the city of Gilmoo!"
`But the Gryphon is subservient,'

　Responding to a somewhat laid-back voice, Harbard's blow was a big one, cutting off the head of the attacking ice bird with his pointed axe.

"Arrow, arrow! Help me! The shield is almost at its limit!"

　The leading shield woman shrieks with her empty right hand, restraining Icebird.
　Unlike the coach on which Ray went to the rescue, all three adventurers were women. The type that requires the protection of arrows at the front is equipped with a half plate, shield, and sword, which is rare for an adventurer to focus on defense rather than mobility. And Harbard was a woman wearing leather armor and metal parts, and an archer's woman whose last one was desperately shooting an arrow to keep Icebird away. They are all young female adventurers in their twenties, all of whom have their own good looks.
　When a woman with Harbard, who was supposed to be the leader of the group, tried to attack Icebird, who had approached her again.

"Roll-roll-roll-roll!"

　With a shout coming from above, something huge and powerful passes by the women, fluttering off with its giant body a few icebirds that were about to attack them.

"...what? I heard that voice before... then that's the Gryphon voice!"

　Shielding an ice bird as it plunges toward him, he breaks his neck with metal-reinforced boots as soon as it crashes to the ground. a female swordsman who screams involuntarily like that way
　I turned my gaze to Harbard's woman for a moment, stamping on her neck, and there was a Gryphon set over two meters long, looking sharply at her, as if she would never touch the carriage."Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
"Kikikikikikikikikikikikikikikiki"
"Squeak!"

　And low-ranked monsters like Icebirds cannot resist the pressure of the Gryphon, and they fly around in a distant circle around a carriage, making sounds like the sounds of monkeys they had just released.

"What? What? This is... saved..."

　A woman with a Harbard muttered in spite of herself.
　I looked around and saw about twenty ice birds flying around in the middle of the carriage they were riding in.
　Even so, we've been fighting without time to breathe, so we're lucky to have time to catch our breath even if we're surrounded by monsters.

"Can you still fight, Fabelle and Louid?"
"Well, I can still manage," but the shield is near its limit, and it won't last long."

　A female adventurer, dubbed Faber, responds, turning to her beloved shield, which has prevented Icebirds from attacking her many times.
　His body was covered in metal armor, so he was rarely injured, but there were still many lacerations on his cheek and on his hand holding the sword.

"Well, I'm worried about the number of arrows, too.

　In a relaxed manner, the archer, called Louid, replies.
　Unlike the avant‐garde Fabelle, he was probably not injured because he was using a bow in the avant‐garde. However, the continuous shooting of arrows has caused his arm to become stiff and slightly convulsed.

"You must be on your guard, sir," When it comes to treating wounds, use a lotion."
"But, Taenia," Don't you feel safe as long as she's around?"

　A female adventurer with a harbored bird called Taenia shakes her head, sprinkling a portion on an ice arrow cut.

"I'm sure I'm at ease now, but I still don't know when it's going to attack me. Then it's the least thing you should do to prepare yourself for it. Do you have any spare parts?"

　Taenia speaks back to Louid and calls out to several merchants who were retreating from their cabs to stay out of the way of battle.
　The merchants nodded, but hurriedly offered a few parts... and stopped at the sight of Seto. But fear stopped him for only a few seconds. The reason why he was able to win over the Gryphon at once was probably because he saw the devil's necklace still hanging around his neck. Because I was a merchant, I had the opportunity to see various adventurers, and at the same time I knew there were wizards who used Summoning Magic and monster tamers who could follow monsters.

"...this is the Gryphon,"
"It's my first time seeing it".
"Me too,"
"Of course I am, too,"

　Taenia laughs bitterly while watching merchants fall in love with Seto. It's a Gryphon of the Rank A Monster! If we were enemies, it would be the greatest threat, but if we were to protect ourselves as allies, there would be no more reassuring opponents.

"Well, I wonder what has happened to the cab over there." I saw that one of them had dropped off the Gryphon and rushed in."

　at the moment of muttering
　It's roaring!
　A huge tornado of flames emerges from Taenia's carriage, burning up nearly ten icebirds in an instant.

"...what?"

　Taenia mutters dumbfounded by a sudden tornado of flames. It was the same with two other companions, merchants in hiding, or even the Icebirds surrounding the carriage.
　However, the feeling I had when I saw the flame was very different. When the Taenians saw the Icebirds burned up with flames, they were hopeful. Icebirds burn their companions to death by the flames they hate the most, and fear and anger.
　Or, if the magic of fire had been released a little later, the Icebird, overwhelmed by Seto's presence, might have fled. But there are people who are killed in groups, and they use abhorrent flames to themselves. When they saw the scene, the Icebird was in a state of exasperation, and the option of fleeing the scene completely disappeared from his brain.

'Kikikikikikikiki!'

　But he probably knew instinctively that attacking the Gryphon was still suicidal. with an iced bird's distinctive monkey-like cry, he tried to attack the other carriage instead of the one in which Seto was present.
　Hmm!

"Squeak!"

　The ice bird at the head is shot through its torso by an arrow that flies in a direction that it didn't care about at all.

"Auxiliaries!"

　At the end of the ice bird that surrounded them, there was a horse-drawn carriage heading towards us from the far side of the city of Gilm. and when Taenia saw a female adventurer drawing a bow from the cabernacle and shooting arrows one after another, she cried out with a cry of joy.