"Good morning, Ray,"
"Squeak, squeak!"

　By the end of the 9 a.m. bell, Ray had joined Hendeca in anticipation of a break after the guild's busiest hour.

"Grull".

　Sheen, an ice bird who leaps on her back, also swings back and chants like a greeting.

"Oh, I'd like to ask you to take care of me again to-day, but I'd like to talk to you for a momentarily.
"...what?"

　Hendeca is breathtaking at the sudden words in the morning.
　For a low-ranked Hendeca, it could not have been more profitable to team up with Ray to lure a REM race. It's breathtaking to be told that there's something to talk about on the second day after it's started.

"Well, what do you mean by that? But do you mean I can't do it anymore?"

　Ray shook his head with a wry smile at Hendeka, who was afraid to ask.

"No. I didn't have any requests today to attract Rem races. Well, if you go to the harbor, it might be a dive. But actually..."

　Having said that, Ray stops when he senses that some of the adventurers who are about to enter the guild.
　Ray has now been famous in many ways in this city of Emocion. For that reason, quite a few people are searching for information to get even a little money.
　He has a glyphon, an item box, and is nicknamed. Furthermore, even in the case of REM Race, which is currently the biggest concern in the city of Emocion, he has attracted REM Race by taking advantage of the characteristic that he is being targeted, and during that time, he makes a lot of money by starting a ship, so it is inevitable that he will not be able to avoid the attention.
　Even in the city of Emocion, Ray is the reason why some of the guards are able to sail the ships anchored in the harbor, albeit at some peril, and the sharpness of their eyes is calming down.

"Well, don't worry, I'm not saying that I won't be able to act with you. For more information, I'll have dinner at a stall somewhere after the guys who are meeting me came."
"...I'm not hungry at all because it hasn't been long since I had breakfast."
"Breakfast is more than an hour ago, isn't it? Hendeca doesn't have much food."
"It's only Ray! This is normal for ordinary people."
"Is that so?"
"...that's true. It's been about an hour since I finished breakfast, and I can't afford to eat. You and Egret are the only ones who can do that."

　It was Miloire who cut in on Ray and Hendeca's conversation. Behind that is Egrett, who carries a deliciously grilled fish skewer to his mouth.

"Well, I think Ray is right. Adventurers should eat when they can. Right?"
"Well, I agree with you,"

　Ray nods to Egrett's words, and Miloire and Hendeca as if they had understood each other.

"Anyway, we've got all the men we want. Shall we move from place to place at once to settle the matter? Don't you know any good place where simple food and tea are served and people don't listen to you very much?"
"Oh, then I know," I'm going to walk a little from here, but it's a place that serves delicious snacks, tea, and rare fruits, but perhaps because it's located in a difficult place to understand, there's a place that doesn't seem to be very popular."
"Well, then I'll leave it to you." Is that all right?"

　In response to Ray's question, Egrett and Miloire nod their heads off.
　Egrett is intrigued by what he described as delicious, and Miloire is attracted to rare fruits. With their consent, Ray was led down the road by Hendeca.





"Well, this is certainly a little hard to find,"
"I mean, it's natural that it wouldn't be popular in a place like this, right? Are you not interested in doing business?"
"Well, I heard from the owner that he was doing it as a hobby, so for now, he said he only had to go into the red."

　Hendeka replies to Ray and Egrett's muttering.
　The three of them... exactly looking at the three and the two Timmonsters, Miloire walks into the shop.
　It faces the back street and has no sign. If you didn't know there was a shop like this here, you wouldn't have noticed it.

"Well, set. Wait a little while."
"Shen, please wait with Seto."
"Grull".
"Kiss!"

　They all cry for souvenirs, and the two chiefs, Ray and Hendeca, look at each other with a wry smile before they enter the shop.

"Oh, this way, this way,"

　The restaurant was large enough for about 10 people to fill, and it was certainly a satisfactory place to be told that the owner was doing it as a hobby.
　They sit at the same table as Egrette and Miloire, each ordering sandwiches, fruit desserts and tea.
　"Miroir, who said that he was going to eat a little while ago, must have had a different stomach for sweets, since he was ordering desserts very well."
　When each order arrives, Ray opens his mouth first.

"Hendeca, these two are Miloire and Egret. They are both rank B adventurers. And here's the henpeca I talked about yesterday."
"Rank B!?" Oh, you know. Nice to meet you! I'm Hendeca, a Rank D adventurer."
"Oh, my goodness," I'm Egret. He is, as you can see, a warrior."
"I'm Miloire, and I'm a warrior just like Egret over there,"

　A whip-wielding warrior?" for a moment, he nods without asking Miloire, who is much higher than himself.
　Having seen the three of them, I guess they've decided that they've already introduced themselves. Ray drinks a glass of cold mixed juice before continuing his explanation.

"And, of course, the reason why I made you meet them is to subdue the REM race."
"...but only Mr. Ray on the Set, and Mr. Shen on the rest, will Mr. Miloir and Mr. Egrett on board?"
"No, get a powerful magic item with a little trick. We use it to force the transfer of the object to land."
"What?"

　I don't know what the person in front of me is saying. Hendeka seriously turns that gaze on Ray.
　The tea I had been drinking just a few seconds ago was dripping from the edge of my mouth, perhaps because I was staring at Ray with such a big mouth.
　He must have felt pity for such a henpeca. Miloire interrupts from the side.

"I said Hendeca, didn't I?" Well, I understand how dumb you are. But Ray doesn't have to fool us, does he? That's it. So what are you going to do? Do you want to do it or not? I like both of them. I'm going to go find a new place after this, so please decide as soon as possible.""What? No, I mean... What do you want me to do? I'm an ordinary Rank D adventurer. I can't believe I'm competing with you in a REM race like you in a Rank B..."

　Perhaps confused by the sudden development of the story, Hendeca gazes at the three Lays, hesitating.
　It was Egrett, who even his partner Miloir called a brain muscle, who was irritated by such behavior.

"Oh, that's annoying. Anyway, just decide whether to do it or not. All I expect of you anyway is an ice bird to support you from above. for that is all you have to do, as long as you shoot a bow."
"What? Bow?"

　Hendeka smiles happily at Egrett's words.
　For Hendeca, it was true that it was easier to shoot an archer in the rear guard than to fight a monster who had not even been able to confirm what it was called a REM race.

(He must have come to this town just in case for the prize head...)

　Ray, muttering inwardly, with steamed scallops and shrimps seasoned with sauce and sandwiched in bread.
　While enjoying the taste and texture, swallow and reopen your mouth.

"To be honest, what I expect of you is not your own strength, but the presence of Shen, who can keep the enemy in check from the air. Since Remrace is a monster in the ocean, it's unlikely that you'll be able to make sure it's flying. If possible, you don't have to stay at the bottom of the sea forever. With that in mind, if an attack from the sky is possible, we may be able to launch an attack unilaterally."
"... I see,"

　Ray's explanation must have satisfied him. Perhaps because Hendeka knows how good she is, she nods to Ray's explanation and thinks about it for a few seconds.

"In that case, what will happen to the compensation?"
"""As long as we use magic items that allow for forced space transition, we will claim ownership of monsters."""
"It won't be a problem. For my part, it's a good material. If there is something that can be used as a powerful weapon, I want it."
"I'm money, after all,"

　Ray, Egrett and Miloire share their hopes in turn, and their eyes turn to Hendeca.


"Well, I'm money. if you could split some of the prize money."
"As for the prize money, it would be best to divide it all together. Of course, give me a larger share of the money-hungry Miloire and Hendeca. -- any objections?"

　Everyone responds silently to Ray's question for final confirmation.

"Well, that's it, then," Let's go find a place to transfer the REM race from now. Fortunately, I have plenty of time to spare, given that it's still morning."

　Thus the party formed a special party and headed out of the city of Emosion.





"...someone is following me,"

　Ray suddenly opens his mouth about half an hour out of the city of Emocion.

"Who?"
"Well, I don't know, but it's not one or two. At least 10 or 20 people."
"What are you going to do? Are you waiting for me? I don't know what the group is for, but I'm sure there will be trouble even if I keep going."

　Egrett reaches out to Paul Ax, who is carrying him on his back, and asks Ray, but is struck on the head by Miloire walking behind him.

"Don't be silly. If we launch an attack here, we'll be bad guys. So, I don't want to get reported to the guild badly, and I'm not going to get the prize money instead of a monster called REM RACE."
"No, but what are you going to do then?" Are you going to look for a place where you can move all the way from behind, and if you're not good at it, you're going to be interrupted by the interference from the side in the fight against Lem Race, and then you're going to ask me to give you a share after the fight is over?"
"... certainly. That's quite possible."

　Hendeca nods slightly, perhaps in agreement with Egrett's opinion.

"What are you going to do? Ray is taking the initiative in this case, so let'said Ray.
"Well, it wouldn't be interesting if I kept interrupting you."

　After muttering so far, Ray turns his gaze back, as if he had noticed something, and then a smile comes to his lips.

"Ray? What's wrong?"

　You must have noticed that. Egrett asks, but Ray shakes his head with a smile on his face.

"No, I don't have to worry about it. Well, surely it's not surprising if you walk in clumps."
"Ray?"

　Following Egrett, Miloire asks, shrugging his shoulders.

"Why, the guys behind us just don't have enough room to keep us on."

　He muttered, and began his journey to decide where to fight against Remrace.





"Oh, d*mn it, goblin-like men turn to us!"

　the rear wide from the lay There a group of about 20 people had begun fighting monsters.
　Having said that, most of the human forces are adventurers of the rank D level, and there are several rank C. The Goblin had more numbers, but the adventurers would have won if they were purely armed. Indeed, the leaders' adventurers have seen that their comrades are killing the goblins with little or no injuries.
　If things go on like this, we'll win without any particular damage. He was the man who judged...

"Hullo, good-bye.

　They clapped their tongues and yelled at the cries of merchants who hired them.

`Keep yourselves out of the way!'

　The men who had been subjected to some sort of backhanded job of robbing the item box seemed to have no choice but to give up the task. at least today