Say goodbye to Lenora and Kenny and keep talking for about 20 minutes. Kenny thought he wasn't talking enough, but someone breaks it.

"I'm sorry, but may I borrow Mr. Ray?"

　It was a light fighter-like man who called out to the three people who were talking. But Lenora and Kenny, who work as receptionists in the guild, are strangers.
　I don't remember all the faces of adventurers who use the guild of Guillum, which is said to be the home of adventurers, but I still don't want to forget the faces of people who have a presence in front of me. Therefore, Kenny bends his head slightly, not knowing who is in front of him.
　It was the same with Lenora, but it was probably because of her serious nature that she treated him politely as a receptionist.

"Oh, I'm sorry," My name is Corean, and I work for a certain person. While you were talking to Mr. Ray, I was able to get ready."
"... I see,"

　The two who understand what kind of partner the person who called themselves Corean is.
　Because it is a famous story that nobles and their hands are now gathered in the streets of Gilm. It's also for Ray in front of them.

"But what are you going to do, Ray?"
"Well, it's true that I made a promise in advance, and I'll be back for a moment."
"...Really? Then be careful." It's all right now, but up until a little while ago there was a lot of trouble."

　These people are the cause, Kenny tells me.
　Even Coan, who had come this far with Ray, knew that those who had come to the streets of Gillum for the same purpose as themselves had caused a lot of trouble. That's why I couldn't argue with Kenny's words. But still...

"But the people who caused the disturbance must have already been banished from the city, and by now it has subsided?"

　Coan opens his mouth, at least hoping that his master would not be identified with such people.
　Was it something Kenny knew, or he nodded without saying anything more.
　In fact, most of the people who were expelled from the city didn't want to bring Ray under them in the right way, so that Egg and Marina were allowed to stay in the city at the time they were allowed to--more precisely--to negotiate with Ray.
　though most do not know it.

"Well, I had made an appointment before I came to the guild. I don't care. As for Seto?"
"Yes, the Lord has told me to bring him with me if possible."

　Ray momentarily wonders if the royal aristocrats are above him.
　for when he was called upon by royal nobles in the war against the Vestian Empire, he was told by a messenger not to take Sett with him.
　However, I recall that many of the royal aristocrats who were soon driven out of the war had problems.

(Well, in the end, you'll have to see him in person.)

　He concludes so inwardly and turns to Lenora and Kenny.

"So I'm afraid I'll be going now. When the guildmaster comes back, tell him I was back. I'll show up again tomorrow."
"Well, my dear Ray," Do you miss the guildmaster so much?"

　Kenny looks a little dissatisfied, but soon Lenora, who was next to him, opens her mouth dumbfounded.

"Well... a request from the guildmaster... or rather, I went to the city of Emocion for information, so it's only natural to report it when I get back." Don't be silly, I'll work. Even though I'm not busy now, there's something I need to do."
"All right, now... not at all right. Now that Ray is back, we should have had a good time together."
"Yes, yes, that's a day off from work,"

　Ray felt strongly that he had returned after seeing the two of them start their usual conversation like that.

"Well, we have a carriage waiting outside, so let's go."
"Oh,"

　I walked out of the guild, led by Coan, and there was certainly a carriage waiting there.
　However, the horse-drawn carriage is not as luxurious as Ray had expected, but rather as solid and strong.
　Of course, the materials used are expensive.

"...huh,"

　Looking at the carriage, Ray's impression of the aristocrat he hasn't seen yet rises.
　The ostentatious horse-drawn carriage might not be bad for aristocrats, but Ray himself wanted to refrain from riding in such a bad-looking carriage.
　...though Ray himself had a set, a death-size, or an item-box, which stood out far more than the horse-drawn carriage.

"Here you go,"

　Coan opens the door of the carriage and guides Ray.

"Seto, let's go."
"Grull".

　A voice heard before getting into the carriage raised the cet from where it lay with a short cry.
　The children who were playing with Seto shouted regretfully, but they still waved away, wondering if they understood who Seto was number one.





　A carriage leaving the guild will make for the aristocracy.
　The horse pulling the carriage was intimidated by Sett, who was walking next to them, but it was probably because of his skill in driving.

"And I think it's about time you told me who wants to see me?"
"I'm sorry," The Lord told me that things should be surprised."
"I'm not surprised,"

　Surprise certainly leaves a strong impression of the other person in your impression. On the other hand, if you surprise them with a bad first impression, that bad impression will remain strong. If you understand that and don't let Ray know who you are...

(Do you mean he's so confident in himself?)

　While he is leaning so inward, the carriage proceeds and arrives at the entrance to the barony.
　What surprised me at the time was that I had only briefly shown my face to the gatekeepers at the entrance of the barony street, who were passed by me without any particular mention.
　The fact that the owner of this carriage was a man of considerable power in the aristocracy, though some procedures such as questioning and answering and posting of identification would have been necessary.

(To be so influential in the neutral city of Gilm, is it a neutral aristocrat? If you are a royal or aristocrat, you will have to be a great figure, but will such a great figure come all the way to the frontier? No matter how much I try to capture my military strength, I don't think the risk and return match. Or... a great nobleman with enough ability to do all of them? Well, as far as the face passes are concerned.)

　While they are thinking inside, the carriage into the barony continues to march and eventually stops.

"Well, it seems that you have arrived safely." Here you go. The Lord is waiting."

　Coan opens the carriage door with a small smile and guides Ray.
　What Ray saw when he got out of the carriage was, in a way, convincing but in a way surprising.
　the best part of the aristocratic community The residence, which had an outstanding presence in comparison with the surrounding residences, was clearly different. We had already driven past the outer gate of the house, and all we had in front of us was a huge door leading to the entrance hall of the house.

"This mansion?"
"Yes, my Lord is waiting inside."

　If Ray had a detailed knowledge of the nobility, he would have understood whose residence was in front of him. It is such a famous aristocratic mansion in the Kingdom of Milliana. That is to say, the mansion of the Duke of Quent, a leading figure in the royal faction.

"...just to tell you, I am not familiar with manners and manners towards the nobles." If you care about that, I suggest you don't see me now?"I don't want to cause trouble to Dusker or Marina by making a weird fuss here. The words were uttered with that in mind, but the words that came back from Coan were unexpected to Ray.

"I don't mind. My Lord doesn't like formalities. If anything..."

　It's roaring!

　Just as Coan tries to say something more, an unnaturally strong gust blows from the house.

"Well, apparently you're telling me to bring him here, not to mention anything unnecessary." ...that's why you don't have to worry too much about manners. However, as the other person is a good-natured person, please don't act rudely."
"…you seem to be quite a freak." OK, if you're going to go that far, let me go. What about Seto? I'll keep you waiting in the garden, if you like."

　Ray glints toward the yard.
　Despite its location in the aristocracy, the garden is quite large. That's enough for another aristocrat's house to stand.
　Originally, they don't care much about the cold or the heat. If you could do as you please in this garden, you'd be lying around waiting.
　That's what Ray said, but that's not what he expected again.

"No, that Gryphon -- it is said that Seto may enter the house."
"Oh, you're very resolute."

　Nevertheless, Ray's mouth still had a smile on it, even though it was more unexpected than ever before.
　It was obvious that the gust was by magic, meaning that I was confident that I could manage it by myself or by my core, even if I was attacked by Seto, the glyphon.

"Here you go,"

　muttering, Coan opens the door by himself and guides him to the hall.
　I welcomed Ray into the open door with Sett.

"Well, you did a great job! Good job, Corean!"

　Even smaller than Ray, who is smaller than the average height in this world. It was a girl who seemed to be less than ten years old, only about the size of her chest.
　His mouth was full of smiles and his eyes glanced at Ray and Seto.

"... Corean?"

　Ray looks at Coan to confirm, but he himself looks affectionately at the girl slowly approaching Seto.

"Well, Lord, will you let me stroke you a little?"
"Glu".

　Since Seto is a child lover, he gently reaches out his head and rubs it against his face, even if the girl in front of him talks to him with curious eyes.

"Ah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! Look, Coan. It's a friendly thing to do you think?
"Well, I'm glad your daughter is pleased with you, but... I think you should leave her alone as the daughter of the Quent family."
"Well, that's certainly not the case," Well, it's Ray whose owner is called crimson. My mistress is Marka Quent. He will be the next Duke of Quent. You had better be aware of course.
"... Corean?"

　Ray believed it was a dignified nobleman to show up. Or I thought it was a child of the nobility or something... no, it's not wrong to be a child of the nobility. But at the same time it was the girl in front of her who was trying to win Ray over.
　So at Ray's almost-questionable glance, Coan opens his mouth with a small smile.

"Mr. Marka Quent," It's my lord, and I'm sure he said.
"Yes! Your husband is Ray. It seems certain that he has the magic to be nicknamed. Great!"

　Rey opens her eyes to Marca's words, patting Seto's head.
　The word now definitely means that the girl in front of her is aware of Ray's magical powers. However, his attitude is still the same.
　No one has ever had the ability to sense Ray's magic. But almost all of them were frightened by Ray's immense magical powers. There were only a few people whose attitudes did not change. That being said, the girl in front of Ray now even looks at him with a smile.

(Considering the magic that caused the windstorm, you can't be ignorant of magic. Is he a big shot?）

　From the way he caresses Seto's head, he only looks like a normal child. But there was something in Ray that convinced him that he should not underestimate the girl in front of him.

"Well, Ray, the Duke of Quento wants the power of his master and his mistress, will he not come under his mistress?"

　While patting Seto's head, Marka's eyes, telling Ray so, were so deep that she could not believe they belonged to a girl.