around the time Ray and Rodos left Tanaro In a room in Tanaro's mansion, Moura and Sistoy were talking about the previous day's attack.

"He is indeed the knight of Gilm, on the frontier of the kingdom of Mileana." Each one of us has a pretty good fighting power. The puppets that we prepared seem to have been unable to hurt the other person, perhaps because of their simple brainwashing."
"There's crimson, there's a glyphon, there's an axe of the Thunder God... I knew that there was a gathering of individual combatants, but the knights are all very elite, too. What a nuisance again!"

　Sistoy breathes and bites into a sandwich in his hand.
　Moura gasps and chokes at the sandwich he holds, as if he were frustration.

"It's a very good sandwich, and you should taste it more."
"I know," though."
"Yes. Honestly, you've been more troublesome than I expected. If things go on like this, it will be a job that won'

　Moura murmured melancholy, recalling the battles he saw through his crystal ball, he carried the tea to his mouth.
　a near-fatal wound but approaching opponent Ordinary knights would have been confused and neglected, but the knights were surprised for a moment, but that's all they had to say.
　They immediately resumed the attack, defeating one after another the dolls and rioters of Moura.
　Fortunately, we have adjusted to close our consciousness when we are unable to fight, so the only relief is that our information will not be conveyed to them.

"And what's troubling is crimson, after all. To be exact, the demon Gryphon. I wonder how he could smell us when we were so far away."

　Without Sistoy's intuition, he was probably caught as of last night. When I think about it, something cold runs down Moura's spine for a moment.
　I hadn't set it up in earnest yet, but it was just a wait‐and‐see attack to check the enemy's military strength, and I was almost captured there.

"And now that he's seen my hand, he'll be able to deal with it instantly."
"I know," "Why, I wonder why I got this job."
"It must have been your job."

　Moola was momentarily upset by Sistoy's dumbfounded gaze, but immediately muttered with a distraction.

"Well, I'll give you a report on this matter. This is what they told me to do in the first place, so they'll come up with some countermeasures."
"Well, I hope it doesn't happen this time because I'm going to come out the next time I set it up."

　The reason I'm not confident in my words is probably because I see Ray's battle with my own eyes.
　Knights and young man adventurers -- Rodos -- might have some difficulty, but he was confident that he could do anything.
　But one by one... no, one by one. If Ray and Sett hit each other head on, they're nowhere near winning.

(There are, however, many ways to do it. We don't have the sense of justice to fight head on. Besides crimson, there is also the axe of the god of thunder. It's not a simple combat force, but an element of experience, which would be much more troubling.)

　He thought that way, anticipating the uproar that would happen in the future, and exhaling in spite of himself.





"Well, Count Larx," I am very sorry for the inconvenience. I appreciate your kind reply."
"Why, don't you mind?" I went into town knowing that I was originally being targeted. Besides, we had the guards and knights work very hard. It's not a very interesting thing to see the magistrate punished after that."

　At Dasker's carefree words, the deputy manages to hide his haggard expression and bow his head thankfully.
　To the magistrate, the nobles in front of him were nothing but calamity.
　Frankly speaking, he was the last person I wanted to welcome into the city.
　However, as long as the lord had already laid the groundwork, it was impossible to refuse... as a result, there was a big uproar in the middle of the night.
　Originally not very strong, the magistrate looked ten or nearly twenty years old after just one night of mental fatigue.
　Nevertheless, it could be said that luck helped us avoid the consequences of the worst -- Dusker's death.
　A short distance from the magistrates, the daskers, or the escorts Elks, Dwarube kept an interesting eye on Sett.
　Unlike Mireneu, who is also the leader of Set lovers, his gaze is not of the sort to love. It's a near-researcher's gaze, as if you're looking at a purely interesting person.
　However, he is not looking at things, but at people who are looking at things purely with the acknowledgment of the existence of Seto, and he says that he is not suited to a monster researcher, but he is probably modest.
　At least for Ray, it seemed that he could do enough as a researcher because he was not disliked by monsters.

"Grull?"

　As Sett looks at him, asking, "What's the matter?" Dwarube offers him a few dried meat in his hand.
　Seth sniffs at the dried meat, as if it were a spread of cards.
　Soon, perhaps it smelled appetizing, but the leftmost dried meat was chewed up with a stick and put into the mouth.
　Seeing it, Dwarube remembers in his mind the meat Gryphon likes.
　But does the whole Gryphon really like that meat, or is it simply Seto's alone... there will be more research to be done about that.
　And as long as the Rank A monster, Gryphon, rarely appears in public, when the study will be completed... that's what only God knows.

"Rolling".

　Seto was enjoying the dried meat while taming his throat, but Dusker's conversation with the magistrate was probably over. Barrels of food and ale are brought into the carriage as a token of apology.
　Seeing the detention end, Dusker screams loudly so that everyone in the room can hear him.

"We're off!"

　It's a fascinating display, and all the people present are ready right away.
　Ray also looks at Dwarve, caressing Seto on the head, who is eating dried meat, and is about to open his mouth when he is given the dried meat he has.

"On the road,"

　Knowing what he meant by that alone, Ray says thank you with a small smile.

"I'm sorry, but I'll be glad to receive it."

　They follow Dusker and his party across to Seto, and one by one begin to advance.
　Behind such a party, magistrates and knights watched him off until he was out of sight.
　However, in the absence of many of the city's inhabitants, Dusker and his party clearly showed what they thought of themselves in the Vestian Empire.
　No, in this case Ray and Sett, not Dusker's party.
　Ray pats Sett on the neck, not worrying about thoughts that have passed through his mind.

"It was a pretty good city, after all." The food at the inn was delicious."
"Grull!"

　"Maybe Seto wasn't dissatisfied with the food served at the inn, but he was in a good mood."
　"In fact, it was the most prestigious inn, so I had no complaints about hospitality, including meals."
　Unfortunately, I stayed overnight, and in the middle of the night I was attacked by rioters, so I guess I couldn't fully enjoy the comfort of the inn.

"The food at that inn was delicious, wasn'

　muttered the knight on horseback, walking next to Ray.
　You must have heard the word. Other knights walking around also share their impressions of the inn's food.

"They say it's from the Bestian Empire, but it was delicious when we ate it."
"Well, I'm curious that it tasted a little bland."
"That's not it, is it?" Salt is expensive because the Empire of Bestia is not facing the sea."
"Oh, I see," What? But there's rock salt and so on.""Rock salt is only buried, so it's more expensive than salt made from seawater."
"Well, that's why the Empire of Bestia has been waging wars for the sea many times."

　As we walk talking like that, Seto suddenly looks up at the sky.
　Ray looked up to catch a fish, but until a short time ago the sky was clear and cloudless, but before he knew it, rain clouds were covering the sky.

"Glu".
"Oh, it's going to rain, isn't going to rain. Well, it's this temperature, and you won't catch a cold."

　The knights who had moved from cooking to sea and salt might have noticed Ray and Sett's interaction. A disgusting look appears on the rain clouds that cover the sky.

"Wow... within an hour of leaving the city, it's this is it. If it would rain a little earlier, Mr. Dusker would put off his departure."

　I'm sure.
　Ray agrees to the Knight's muttering in private.
　If you want to spend another night in a city that has just been attacked by rioters, the answer would be no.
　Sure enough, most of the rioters were captured by the Rays, or by the city knights and guards, but not all. Well, smart people will be watching for the opportunity without being carelessly.

"Well, Mr. Dusker will find a place to take shelter from the rain if the rain gets heavier."

　Another Knight muttered, which, on the contrary, means that he will continue his journey without a break in a light rain.
　There is no fear of wetting the duskers, the axes of the Elk Thunder, or their attendants in the carriage, but there is no such thing as rain gear for the outside lay or bodyguards.

"I'm glad it's beginning to fall, not winter." You don't have to catch a cold."
"In any case, as long as you get wet in the rain, you might get a fever if you're not good at it."
"Certainly,"

　Everybody smiles at the knight's words.
　A knight who is training himself should not catch a cold if he gets a little wet in the rain. It was because I was so confident that I said it.
　In fact, whether you're a knight or an adventurer, you can't say that you can't do your job or request after it rains.
　It's not uncommon to act in winter snow, so it's only a little unpleasant to be slightly wet in the middle of summer and autumn.
　As we argue like that, one or two drops of rain fall from the rain clouds.

"Oh, it's raining, isn't it? Is it a blessing rain for farmers around here?"
"... Come to think of it, I've never seen it raining since I entered the Vestian Empire."
"Well, you don't think there's a shortage of water?"
"I've never had such a thing when I've travelled so far, but I don't know what do you think so?"

　The knights were talking, but soon the door of the carriage they encircled opens and Elk shows up.

"We're going on like this now, but if the rain gets stronger, we might take shelter from the rain somewhere. Think about it and let me know if there's a good place."

　Everyone nods to Elk's words, and in the light rain the Dusker party continues down the road to the imperial capital.
　I pass some merchants and adventurers along the way, but it's raining so weak that I keep going without more attention than ever before...

"Oh, it's getting stronger,"

　a knight muttering reluctantly looking up at the rain
　It had been a light rain until recently, but now it was quite strong, and it was certainly raining hard, though it was not beating...

"Grull".

　It must be depressing to see the rain coming down. I looked up at the sky impatiently and cracked my throat, but I couldn't do anything about it.
　Unlike when it first started raining, knights move along the road looking for shelter from the rain, but unfortunately there is no forest along the road, so they can't find a place to take shelter from the rain.

"Well, I'm getting really depressed."

　a knight with an increasingly intense look on his face in the rain.
　But complaining doesn't stop the rain, and the knights talk less and less.
　And after about an hour had passed, the rain was almost pouring down...

"I see the village!"

　A knight walking at the head of the party shouted so in a rapturous voice.