In response to Gurusso's question, Mileine turns to Ray, thinking he was caught inside.
　Gluso of Battleax, Clage of Spears, Conomil of Bows.
　Grouso is confident in his power, let alone weak-tempered conomils and discreet clages.
　Of course, confidence in one's own power is essential for adventurers. However, excessive confidence can only do harm.
　In particular, in the case of Gruzzo, this tendency was strong because he had a high fighting power in the middle.
　If things go on like this, we'll have a hard time before long. It was this case that Mireine, who had decided to do so, came up with the idea of Ray.

(It's not just out of envy that I have Seto all to myself.)

　He mutters to himself as if to himself, and calls out to Ray, who is facing Grouso, who is holding the Battleax.

"What do you do with weapons?"
"Huh? Of course..."

　As he said that, he hurriedly opened his mouth to Ray, who had shown a mistling on his wrist.

"Wait, I'll get you ready. There are weapons that have been crushed in the training ground."
"... well, if that's all right with you, I don't mind."

　Mileine breathes a sigh of relief after succeeding in stopping Ray trying to get the death size out of Mistilling.
　Given the rarity of the item box, the adventurer with it will be able to identify who Ray is.
　Fortunately, each of the three Gurusos came to Guillum about 20 days ago, and they don't know Ray's face, who is also famous in Guillum.
　If I had been with Gryphon's Seto... or had a Death Size, which was also a synonym for Ray, I would have understood that crimson was in front of them.

"Well, that's all right, isn't it? I'll start with Grouso. I will stop the mock battle if I see it as a success, so don't do fatal damage to the opponent. All right?"

　Rey holds a sword with a crushed blade brought by Eclil, and confronts Gurusso, Mirene speaks out.
　Most of them say to Ray, but Gurusso is naturally not funny when he sees it.
　For, given the words and deeds of Mileine, he seemed to have decided that he would never win this mock battle.
　People around them naturally leave Ray and Grouso to expand the space to the extent that there is no problem in fighting.

"All right. Then let's get started."

　From Ray's muttering tone, Gruzzo's head begins to bleed rapidly, feeling as if he were not even dealing with him.
　Although he may have understood Gruzzo's condition, the Mire Dog seemed unconcerned and uttered a signal to start.

"Let's get on with it said.
`Oh, don't expect me to do anything!'

　Grouso shakes up the Battleax with a signal of start to shorten his distance with Ray.
　A big blow from the Battle Ax will certainly have a lot of power.
　...but if you get it right.

"Sweet."

　Avoid a shoulder-cut Battleax blow with just one small step back.
　A battleax that passes just a few centimeters in front of you and is thrown down to the ground of the training ground.
　The power of crushing the soil underfoot was certainly not bad for a newcomer.

"It's too much,"

　The point of the sword, which was thrust out with little sign, is thrust into Grosso's throat.
　If Ray really meant to attack, Gruzzo would stop by imagining that his swordpoint would have pierced his neck easily.

"What? ... Huh? Did you lose?"
"Axe weapons are so heavy that they tend to grow large. So, even if you have blood in your head, what if it gets bigger? Try to reduce waste of movement. ...Next."

　Lei encourages the next man to become a Mileinu, without cutting a blade and muttering easily that he had lost.

"No, no, that's merciless," ...Next, Clage. Here we go!"
"All right. It seems to me that you are quite skilled in the fight against Gruzzo, and I will be glad to see you!"

　With a signal from the Mire Dog, Clage strikes a spear at Ray's elbow.
　Ray mutters inward admiration at the sharpness of his spear handling that makes him almost impossible to believe he is a newcomer, beating the tip of the spear with his sword.

(As for handling spears, you're too far away from rookies.) ...I heard that he came from a noble family, and he learned it when he was at his parents' house, even wielding a spear.)

　With that in mind, he lightly handles the tip of a spear that has been thrust out many times.
　It is true that he was not a rookie, but even with the same thrust, Oriqueur's thrust, which he fought a little earlier, was so fast and sharp that it was almost impossible to compare.
　Therefore, for Ray today, this kind of thrust is nothing more than a one‐handed thrust.
　Play all the thrusts in a row with a sword with a broken blade.
　If the sword had a blade, Clage himself would bite his teeth inside, judging that the tip of the blade had been cut off easily.
　I'm certainly not as emotional as Gruzzo, but I'm still trying to be an adventurer with the Clage. It can't be interesting to have my spear handled so easily.
　No, the fact that the spear, which had been trained since a young age, could not be understood at all, had a greater impact than Gurusso had received.

"Ah!"

　a blow with that in mind
　But the blow was also easily struck with a sword with a crushed blade, and somehow Ray was right next to him. It also has the point of the sword pointed to its neck, as was the case with Grouso.

"... I'm at it."

　Even if I put out the best I could, I was treated like a bully.
　Clage muttered so, in such a state of mind as to think he had no choice but to laugh.

"Yes, the spear is very well handled. However, although it may be an evil effect that we have practiced for many years, it follows a certain pattern. That may be OK when dealing with people, but monsters often make unexpected moves. and if you take care of it, you will improve your spear-handling skills at a jump."
"Thank you,"

　Putting the spear back in hand, Clage bowed deeply.

"Well, even though I looked like this, I was confident in my own way, but I didn't expect to be completely suppressed. If you don't mind my name..."
"Yes, wait. I'll see you later on about her name. You still have one match left for the mock game."

　A Mire Dog interrupted by Clage's words and said so, turning his eyes to Conomil.
　However, Conomil, the most important of all, moves his eyes nervously as soon as he turns his eyes to the Mire Dog.

"Well, do I have to... do I?"
"Of course. That's not why you came here today."
"But my bow is not like Clage's spear."
"Get ready! In your case, consider yourself an archer, and start a mock battle farther than ever before."
"But..."
"Do you want me to hurry up while I'm smiling?"Conomil's attitude must have angered him. The Mire Dog, smiling but announcing 3 seconds before the explosion.
　It's more like an ultimatum, and a pathetic cry quickly distanced himself from Ray.
　Conomil's feeble but serious personality must have been shown around here, where he didn't run away straight and obeyed Millerine in an absurd manner.

"Are you really going to do it?"
"Of course. It might be dangerous if she's the only one who can't confirm her skill."
"... All right,"

　Overwhelmed by the words of the Mire Dog, they face each other at a distance of about 20 meters.
　Even so, Conomil's gaze was slightly diverted from Ray's.

(Can he live as an adventurer with such a feeble character?)

　In the sense of quietness, the Bune I met at Egzil was considerable, but he was not only quiet but also strong-willed.
　Rey is really worried about Conomil's appearance, which seems more gentle and timid than a 10-year-old girl, but as long as Conomil is sure to be his chosen occupation, he faces it silently without showing it up.

"Let's get on with it said.

　an arrow that is signaled by the mouth of a miredog and flies at the same time
　As a rookie, the speed of the arrow is not so fast, and there is nothing to be seen in rapid shooting.
　Shake the arrow at his attention and knock it down, and then close it down to about 5 meters away, Conomil releases his hands from the bow and raises his hands to signal surrender.

"Here we go!"
"... yes, sir.
"Ah... I can't help it."

　a miredog who breathes with his hand on his cheek
　Eventually, they close their eyes as if they were thinking about something and clap their hands hard to attract attention.

"Yes. Well, I know what you're good at. Let's get together!"

　The words move everyone, including Ray, to Millerine's side.

"Now that you mention it, I don't think you're giving advice only to Conomil?"

　Ray shakes his head slightly to the Miller Dog, who glances toward Conomil.

"I can still give you some advice on weapons like battleaxes and spears. But when it comes to archery, he is completely out of his line of expertise."

　In the first place, Ray never uses a bow. There are magic, throwing spears, or death-size flying swords that attack people when they are at a distance.
　Millerine, who had worked with Ray several times, would have been soon convinced. return only a small nod without any particular retort

"but if I were to continue as an adventurer, I think I should cure him of his weak character."

　To tell him that, he nods again, and then opens his mouth.

"Now, you understand that your looks and abilities don't match, right? Then let's do it in the three of us."
"Are you still going to do it?"

　It was Ray who replied so.
　But Mireine plays it and asks the newcomers.

"And what do you think? If it's a three-
"I won't tell you," I was able to show such a difference in ability."

　Clage responds, holding his spear, and Gurusso nods silently to show his consent.
　The last Conomil, who seemed lost for a few seconds, nods as if he were being swept away when they looked at him.

"Well, that's all right. at a distance from each other Conomil is away from the two of us."

　Ignoring Ray's protest, Millerine goes on and on.
　Even if it's Ray, he doesn't hate it as much as he says, because it's to kill time.
　take up one's position a little further with the sword one has been using.

"Are you ready? Then the last mock game... get started!"

　With the opening words, an arrow was fired from Conomil towards Ray. 　
　Although it was the first blow, the arrow was easily knocked down by Ray's sword.

"Oops!"

　Just as Ray misses the chance to defend himself, Grouso shouts down the battleax.
　But Ray avoided the Battle Ax with only half of his body pulled back, and tried to hold the sword to Grosso's neck, stepping on the Battle Ax, which had been hit to the ground, and unable to move. . . . .

"Such attacks!"

　The moment Grouso decides something is coming up against his neck, he pulls back from the handle of the Battleax.
　Clage sticks out his spear as if to back it up.

"I see,"

　Immediately impressed by the reasonable coordination, he quickly pulls the sword back, bounces the tip of the spear directly up, kicks the ground, and puts the sword back to the neck.
　Glusso was treated as dead, surprised that he had not moved at all, though he had been chasing the approach.
　Ray, who turns his body upside down and knocks it away with his sword again at the spear thrust out from behind.
　Taking advantage of the opportunity, Conomil also fired arrows, all of which had been knocked down.
　That's the same result as the previous battle.
　The mock battle ended with the point of a sword thrust into his pocket as if it were sewing through a series of seams of successive thrusts, and the point of a sword thrust into Conomil's neck, which had been struck off by all the arrows he had fired.