Ray and Elena, who had come out of the Silwa family, and two and one of Seto, who had come back from the garden, had come back in a carriage close to the guild.
　Although hidden in a hood, Ray's mouth has a smile on it because Bosk bought the bodies of suspects, dungeons, and cacti cacti cacti cacti cacti cacti cacti cacti cacti cacti for four gold coins.
　Ray, too, was unable to absorb the magical stones, which were the backbone of the art of the beast, and he was hoping that the problem would be solved as soon as possible, but he never expected to sell a few gold coins...and four gold coins.
　But when I muttered casually, Elena shook her head.

"I think it's because I understand that this case needs to be resolved as soon as possible. It's because it's an incident caused by a family that controls Egzil. What's more, it's not just an incident. It is such an incident that even the position of a labyrinthine city could be jeopardized."

　Tell him that, and frown faintly.

(However, as far as Bosque is concerned, there seems to be a puppeteer pulling strings behind the scenes.)

　Elena mutters in her mind, recalling the conversation between Bossk and Saints.
　Ray nods as he looks around him, though he may not have noticed it.

"I see. The Silwa family was the first to move, and that's why it's not such a big deal."
"Yes, there is no sign of the Marcher family moving, and if this didn't move the Silwa family, there could have been worst-case intervention. If that happens, the self‐governing city will be completely ruined, and there will be a lot of intervention from now on. Maybe there's a reason why he didn't like it."
"But, then, why doesn't the Maaschel family move? I haven't met them yet, but even the head of the Maaschel family should want to refrain from being intervened in by the state, right?
"Well, I don't know what do you think? I can't say anything until I see the head of the family, Pri Maaschel."
"For the time being, I can only hope that the matter of the abnormal species will be solved as soon as possible."
"Rolling".

　As Ray and Elena walk down the street talking, suddenly they hear the cry of Seto.
　I looked over there and saw Sett staring at a store.
　The sweet smell drifts from the shop.

"Is this... bread or something?"
"Oh, it smells sweet and sweet." ...what shall I do? Shall I drop in?"

　Elena also seems to be an old woman and has a weakness for sweets. As I asked Ray, he had already set foot towards the bakery.
　Knowing that, I don't hate sweets... well, my favorite Ray nods and enters the shop.
　As soon as the door is opened, a sweeter scent that is stronger than that of the outside drifts away to stimulate their sense of smell.

"Welcome, welcome to Dazley's bakery."

　Ray and Elena, greeted by shop clerks, look around.
　...and it's not that big, and the door isn't as big as a set, so all he could do was put his face in and make a jealous sound.

"Glu...Glu, Glu, Glu, Glu, Glu, Glu, Glu, Glu, Glu, Glu, Glu."

　The staff must have felt sorry for me at the sound of loneliness. A saleswoman in her early twenties, a little older than Elena, turns to Ray.
　It's the first time Ray has entered this store, but the reason why the clerk still doesn't look so frightened when he sees Seto is because he's seen it all over the city before.
　At that time, the clerk, who was feeling aegyo toward Seto, who was eating a large sausage, opened his mouth to Ray.

"If you don't mind, can I give you some bread? I feel sorry to see you like this..."
"Huh? Oh, I don't mind, but..."

　After Ray's permission, the clerk's daughter brings several loaves of bread from the kitchen that have been lost in shape or a little too much to be for sale to Seto, who is gurgling and gurgling and looking into the shop with round eyes.

"Grull".

　He asks me if I can eat it, with round eyes.
　In such a situation, the clerk who completely realizes that the other person is a Rank A monster cuts the bread by hand and feeds it to Seto.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

　A middle-aged man in his 40s, who came out of the kitchen, exclaims at the sight of such a clerk.
　But considering that love was mixed in his voice and that he looked something similar to the clerk who was writhing and feeding Seto bread, the relationship was easily felt by Ray and Elena.

"I'm sorry, sir," All our bread is delicious, so don't hesitate to buy it. and it would be worth my while to have a beautiful lady eat it."

　the owner of a shop who only opens his eyes for a moment when he sees Elena's beauty
　The owner's attitude was fresh and impressive to Elena, knowing that he had a striking face.

"There's a sweet smell coming out of the shop. What kind of bread is this?"
"Huh? Oh, it smells like this. Wait a minute. Line it up right away."

　Tell him so, he goes back to the kitchen, and within a minute he comes back again.
　But in his hand he holds a tray of wood lined with bread, from which a sweet smell drifts.
　The bread is topped with jam -- well-known for its fruit -- and honey is poured over it.
　There are many kinds of fruits themselves, such as red, green, and black, making them enjoyable to the eye.

"This is... wonderful,"
"Yes, but we use a lot of carefully selected ingredients, so it's a little expensive."
"How much?"
"A piece of bread and a piece of silver."
"... That'said he.

　Listening to the conversation between Elena and the shopkeeper, Ray mutters about the price.
　A piece of silver is far from the price of a loaf.
　But the middle-aged man shrugs at Ray's words with a wry smile.

"It's certainly expensive, but whether it's fruit or honey, it can be found in a very deep layer of dungeons. To be honest, a single piece of silver is hardly profitable."
"Why do you go out of your way to do such a last-minute business?"

　It's definitely vivid to look at, and you'll want a bite of it unless you just smell it sweet and don't like it.
　But when Ray asks if it's too late to make much money in business, the man opens his mouth with a small smile.
　a confident smile that is neither bitter nor derisive

"I'd like you to eat some delicious bread. ...however, I have to make a living, so I can't give you that many. But what do you do? If you're going to buy it, you'd better buy it as soon as possible."

　a man who glances out of the shop
　What Ray and Elena looked outwards after being caught was a passerby pausing at the sweet smell that had become stronger when bread was served out of the store.
　Several of them are trying to set foot in the store.
　It goes without saying what the customer is looking for.
　Ray and Elena buy bread containing fruit and honey, as if they'd be in the way of business if they stayed here.
　Originally, it was limited to one per person, but this time I was able to buy three of them including Seto's portion because of the firm assertion of the female clerk, rather than the favor of the man.
　Anyway, Ray and his colleagues, who were able to buy precious sweet bread, walk around the city savoring it.
　The outside has a texture similar to that of cherry and pie dough, and the inside has a soft texture.
　The jam, which should be described as jamming fruit rather than jamming fruit, was sour, but the honey on top of it had a very rich sweetness and was well balanced.
　Because the fruit remains, if you eat it with the outside part that has a texture similar to that of pie dough, the juice and the crispy texture of pie dough will mix in your mouth, and if you eat it with the crispy part, the juice will soak into your mouth.
　The technique of baking this much confectionery bread is certainly first-class, but the true essence of this bread is still fruit and honey, or dungeon ingredients.

"This is... delicious..."

　After a few more mouthfuls, Ray muttered:
　It's the same with Elena, whose usual air of melancholy vanishes and with a look of rapture, she looks at the bread that's already halfway through.No, I guess it's all right to leave. Seto and so on had already eaten up everything, even more delicious than expected.

"Guru..."

　Although Seto envies Ray and Elena at the sight of their bread, Ray and Elena spend a blissful time tasting their own bread without worrying about it.
　I've finished eating bread, and I can't help but breathe.
　It came out of the desire to eat more if possible.
　But when I turned around, there were a few people who came out of the bakery where they had already come out with disappointed faces.
　It was obvious that they were already sold out.
　Moreover, even without it, it was said that there was only one per person, so even if there were any left, I couldn't have bought any more.

"A piece of silver is acceptable for that taste... no, it's cheap."

　Ray nods silently to Elena's muttering words, and Seto purges in agreement.

"If I have another chance... No, I'll definitely come and buy it."
"Well... may I drop in there before I go back?"

　As Ray walked, remembering the taste of bread, he found a weapon store. It doesn't seem to be very popular, too, with very few customers.
　At Ray's words, Elena shakes her head.
　It's not that I don't like to stop by an arms dealer. But, above all, why is it that shop?

"Why do you go out of your way to that restaurant? There are a lot of other restaurants with customers."

　Elena's natural question daunts me.

"What I want is not a proper weapon. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I use spears a lot for some reason or other."

　The cost of using a proper spear can jump in many ways. But Ray's use of spears is cheap or lacking in ear tips. By releasing something that is not normally used as a weapon, Ray himself has the power to deliver a disposable but fatal blow.
　It's Ray's privilege to have a mistling that he can do so.
　It is a spear thrower with such a powerful offensive power, but it cannot be used without a spear to throw.
　and he had long considered the need to replenish the vital spear in the Mistilling, which had become quite scarce.
　And Ray, who judged that there would be a lot of cheap spears in a non-fashionable arms dealer, saw the arms dealer now in front of his eyes.

"Welcome..."

　Putting Seto outside the shop and welcoming the two who entered the shop was somewhat unenthusiastic.
　If you look over there, you'll find a boy about Ray's age looking troublesomely at Ray.
　But the next moment I saw Elena, I was fascinated.
　There were no other customers in the store, as Ray had expected, and the bustle outside the store was filled with untrue silence.
　If you look around the store listening to the noise coming from outside, you'll soon find something as expected.
　There's something wrong with it, and it's a block of weapons sold at bargain prices.
　They have been used for quite a long time and are likely to break easily, or they have been modified for easy handling only by the user.
　These weapons were in demand for use by money-strapped adventurers, for example, or for use as disposable for training or something.
　Choose as many spears as you can from them and pick up about ten.

"I wish I could have had a few more."

　let out a small sigh while muttering
　Despite the fact that there is demand, it is only from a very small number of demand. It's more efficient to practice with proper weapons.
　Therefore, the number of weapons in this block was small, and Ray, who had chosen only spears among them, ended up buying about ten spears before leaving the shop.