a loud voice on Ray from behind
　Looking back, I saw a man in green and blue armor, as Ray had expected.
　He was not just a man, but a leader who had been extorting money from the coachman.

"...what do you want from me?"

　Maybe Seto was smart enough to turn to the man behind her.
　It must have been because I saw Seto's face up close. He looks at Ray with a smile around his mouth, perhaps relieved that he won't do anything special.
　A shabby smile. A man with an indescribable smile draws a long sword from the sheath of his waist and thrusts the point of his sword at Ray.

"I've never heard of anyone with a Gryphon in attendance. No, it seems to be accompanied by an adventurer called crimson in the Kingdom of Mileana, who is quite a giant. Are you by any chance a pupil of crimson?"

　The man's words made Ray want to think about himself in the Westian Empire.
　Now that such rumors are circulating, you'll hardly believe that you're crimson.
　Or if you take them under the dusker, it might be a different story, but that could cause a lot of trouble. 　
　And, above all, Ray had no choice, given what Dusker had told him to do.

"I'm not really a pupil of crimson. Why are you blocking the road like this, too, by stealing money from passersby?"

　The man's cheek twitches nervously at Ray's words.
　However, perhaps because the hood of the dragon lobe is lowered, the ray now looks like only a child.
　Perhaps he thought it was childish to be angry with someone like that, but he stretched out his arms exaggeratedly and began to speak in a theatrical tone.

"Look, the safety of this road is like that of us. In other words, those who pass there owe us a debt of gratitude. I'm just showing you my kindness in a little way."
"... oh,"

　Ray wanted to get involved in a lot of things, but he decided that he should listen to what he was talking about until the end, and encouraged him to move on.

"Well, I'm glad you understood it. Well, that's why I must ask you to show me your kindness, of course... you know, Gryphon on which you are riding. Also, I think you should check out the shoes you are wearing. If you have any money, leave it behind. Take off your cloak for a little."

　The man who decided that Ray did not answer back was probably because he could not go against him, much the same as signing his own death sentence.

"You can talk in your sleep only after you fall asleep, and it's like a thief." No, in your case, talking in your sleep seems useless, so don't talk in your sleep and shut up. Cover your eyes, nose, and mouth, and bury it in the ground."
「……」

　A man whose words come out of Ray's mouth, for a moment, look as if he didn't understand what he had been told.
　However, when the people around him burst out laughing, he finally realized that he was being laughed at, and with his face red with anger, he shook up his long sword in his hand... he just looked at Ray and shook it down.
　a cry rising from the mouth of some people who were watching
　As a man, he would have liked to have smashed Ray's head, but unfortunately, Ray now straddles Seto. As a result, the man aimed at Ray's foot, which was straddling the set, with the intention of amputating his leg in anger.

"It's nothing."

　With a death-size handle taken out of the mistling in an instant, you can catch a blow from a man's sword.
　a rustling sound of metal
　The sound echoed when Ray, who had received the man's blow, passed the blade of his sword straight down to the butt.
　Then twist the wrist when the blade of the long sword moves close to the stone hammer.

"Oh my gosh!

　a scream that comes out of the man's mouth with an unpleasant gurgling sound.
　Originally, a long sword with its blade entwined at the butt of a stone would have been thrown into the air.
　But the man did not let go of the handle of his sword... no, it broke his wrist.
　If he had a few arms, he would have let go of the blade when it was entwined. 　
　Unfortunately, however, the man now holding his broken wrist in front of Ray had his own arm.
　That's right. The moment the blade is entangled, you can judge that your weapon will be taken away.
　As a result, did he fear the gaze of others, or did he not want to risk letting go of his weapons in front of Ray? Or perhaps it was simply a matter of willpower, but the man held his long sword up in the air to prevent it from being blown away.
　Ray's own weight of strength and death. If both were fit for appearance, the man's vision would have been successful.
　I could have said, 'What have you just done?' with the weapon in my hand that I was about to blow off.
　However, as a result of neither... the man's wrist was in a better condition to describe it as broken than broken.

`Oh, my dear fellow, do you think you'll get away with this for nothing!'

　Even though he was injured to break his wrist, the only words of pain were the first moan. It proved that the man in front of him had more fighting power than any other knight or warrior.

(I think I understand that fighting power and humanity are different.)

　Wailing inwardly, Ray gently swings his death-size and turns the tip toward the man.

"Let me ask you just in case." Is it your discretion or someone else's command that you are extorting money from passersby?"
"Oh, you're so loud! You didn't listen to me! Don't think you'd get away with this!"
"I see someone behind you. But in this case, I'm asking if the backing is a well-informed act? Oh, let me tell you, I'm not of the Vestian Empire, so it's not going to be effective to say anything about it."

　Shouting vigorously, the man staring at Ray suddenly stops.
　Ray was watching it, but then his men's men glared at him with grim looks, and he opened his mouth to the man who could attack him with a sword or spear in his hand.

"And as long as you attack me, come on to me as you can, of course, take it easy for me to do the same." I'm going to attack myself. Of course you are prepared to be attacked, aren't you?"

　The man's men's men's anger instantly dissipates, and they hesitate to attack, feeling as cold as ice in their backs.
　No one had ever spoken to them before, and, above all, Ray's eyes were not the eyes of humans, but of stones and weeds rolling around them.
　Under normal circumstances, it would be only natural to get mad at such a glance. They are men who have a certain level of ability and are more proud than that.
　However, if you look at their ability to treat the most skillful captain in a literal sense, if they attack them, they will be slashed as they say.
　That's what I thought then. One of the men turns to Ray's weapon again.
　a huge sickle over two meters long Seeing it, the man then turns his attention to the Gryphon over which Ray straddles.
　just a few seconds Eventually the man waved his sword to the ground.
　Is the ticking sound of your teeth because you'really?
　The moment I glanced at the situation and looked again at the man who was writhing as if he had no interest in it.
　A man in his early twenties, right next to the man who was clanging his teeth, burst out screaming.

"Wow, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

　Screaming... well, it could even be described as a shriek.
　Shouting out his fear, the man thrusts his spear at Ray, who was looking down on their captain in his set.
　The whizzing spear was probably a sign that this man was never incompetent and incompetent.
　But still... even so, the tip of the spear that the man shot was easily repelled by Ray's death size.

"Oops!"

　Ray's death-size blow, which he looked back at and relied solely on the sound of a thrusting spear, was deadly for a man.hold out a blow so overwhelming that one can't even think of it
　The next moment I noticed that the spear had already been in the man's hand, had been blown about 10 meters away, bent wide at the handle, and the tip had stuck to the ground.
　The blow which pierced not only the tip of the spear but also the handle to the ground proved how much of Ray's death-size blow was...

"Hoot!"

　Sett's hind legs, stitched at the spear.
　The least salvation for the man would be that, because he was a glyphon, Seto's lower body belonged to a lion.
　If this was an eagle's foot like a forefoot, he would have lost his life on the spot.
　The lion's feet did not mean it was safe, and almost all the ribs of the man who had blown away were broken... no, crushed.
　The impact must have damaged the internal organs. He coughed up, albeit unconscious, and blood flowed from his mouth.

"... you! Do you know what you are doing? We are protected by the second prince!"

　The captain screams involuntarily, and the people around him are buzzing.
　The second prince. His name is heavy and heavy in this Westian Empire.
　... yes, in the best part of the Empire.

"What's wrong with that? It's wrong that you've been checking and stealing money from passers-by without any meaning, isn't it? It's a lie that there's a second prince behind you."

　Ray looks at the captain with a dumbfounded look on his face.
　If a person who had been exploiting innocent people became his subordinate, the second prince's position would deteriorate in many ways. Moreover, he tried to take away the magic items and sets he wore, not to mention money, from Ray, who was the bodyguard of Count Larx, who came to Japan at the invitation of the victorious kingdom of Mileana.
　If this is revealed, it will surely be a big loss for the second prince. No, that's all we need to do, and we're sure it's going to turn into an international problems.

(Yes, if they were really the hands of the second prince... but)

　mutter inwardly, and stare at the captain so that he doesn't do anything strangely.
　Now that we've done so much, it's true that there's definitely some kind of backing. However, if it is said whether or not the second prince supported him, it can only be said that he is suspicious.
　It would be more convincing to be told that they are working to develop the issue of responsibility for the second prince.

(If that's the case, it's the other person behind him in the real sense. Is it a person who has the right to succeed to the throne, or is it simply a personally has a grudge against the second prince? I can hardly identify the former, let alone the latter.)

　The first prince and the first princess have the right to succeed to the throne, and they despise the second prince. Of course there are many others who have the right to succeed to the throne since it is about the size of the Empire of Bestia, but as far as Ray knows... according to information given to Vihela and Theorem, they were the two most likely candidates.

"Anyway, I came here at the invitation of the Empire of Bestia. You've acted like a coercive bond against it, and you'll be looking forward to seeing how it will be dealt with by the country afterwards."
"Oh, don't be silly!"

　Ray eventually lets out a small sigh and opens his mouth to the captain, who screams with his wrist pressed.

"Crimson".
"...what?"
"The crimson you were talking about. Tell me the characteristics."
"Well, it was -- riding on a Gryphon, and a scythe that exceeded his height."

　After that, he finally turns to Ray's death size.
　I guess you've finally realized. I've been saying that the person I've been talking about is right in front of me.

"Well... stupid, crimson is taller than I am!"
"I don't know who I heard it from, but it's true that it's in front of me. -- now,"

　muttering, shaking his death-size head wide on Seto's back, and sticking the blade to the captain's neck.

"You've got to talk to me a lot,"

　When Ray muttered with a smile around his mouth.

"Can you stop there?"

　That's what I've been told me.