Ray's words echo through the waiting room, but there is no word to respond.
　If anyone had watched the series of conversations, it would have felt like a poor play.
　But... still, Ray knew there was someone still hiding in the waiting room, so he didn't pretend to be out of his depth.
　After a few minutes, Ray is still unprepared for war.

"What's the matter with you? You're not going to hide and let me pass... You might as well burn this room, are you? Now that we've come to such a shattered state, we'll have to make some work of it'said he.

　a half‐serious remark from Ray
　The waiting room has certainly been badly damaged in the battle against the men who have turned into dolls, and it will take a lot of time to repair it. Even so, I wouldn't normally have the option of burning it...Fortunately or unfortunately, Sistoy, hiding in the waiting room, understood the unusualness of Ray.
　You may really act as you say. It was impossible for Sistoy to continue to hide, and eventually emerge from the wall of the waiting room... from the wall Ray had been looking at.
　I wasn't working on the wall or hiding in boxes near the wall. It was really close to the wall.

"...huh,"

　an admiring ray
　The murmur had many meanings.
　The color of the cloak that covers the man's whole body changes slightly with each movement, and above all, the face of the man wearing the cloak looks familiar.

(A magic item with an effect like a protective color of a chameleon...?)

　Ray mutters inwardly, looking at the cloak changing color as if it were melting into the surrounding landscape with just a slight movement.
　In fact, a similar magic item was used in the labyrinthine city of Egzil by a practitioner of the Holy Light, but unfortunately Ray could not find it.
　If you knew it, you would have wanted it as a practical magic item.
　However, although the doctrine was superior to the one used by Sistoy in the sense of secrecy, it was also flawed in that if it moved it would lose its cover-up effect and be perceived by the other party. 　
　By comparison, the cloak used by Sistoy was not completely destroyed by movement, apart from its covert nature.
　Appears and returns to the normal cloak for a few seconds, perhaps because the cloak's effect has disappeared, or because the protective color has melted.

(It would be a bit troublesome if it were used by an ordinary fellow, but it would be troublesome if a man as skilled as this used an optical camouflage.)

　Killing his inner thoughts, Ray opens his mouth to Sistoy, who is clad in a cloak.

"It's been a few days," I ran back then, but won't you run away to-day?"

　Sistoy shrugs his shoulders over his cloak as if he were used to it.

"The situation is quite different now than it was then." But you killed me so easily. They were innocent ordinary people, though?"
"That's not what he says, is he brainwashing that ordinary person to this extent?" In the first place, I wish you hadn't acted strangely, right? And..."

　He glances at the body on the floor and spins his words.

"If I had caught them alive, would I have been able to get them back together? They had no feelings, no memories, no thoughts.

　When Sistoy hears Ray's words, he holds the dagger in his hand alert and nods easily to see if there is any gap in Ray's movements.

"Of course. It may take some time, but if you do your best, you'll be back."
"That's a lie,"

　Without a moment's hesitation, Ray declares.

"It must take a considerable amount of time to play it so thoroughly. If not, they would have attacked me as soon as I entered the empire."

　That being said, Ray's mouth was nothing but an unconfirmed prediction.
　I just told him so because I thought he was setting a psychological trap to upset me.
　Do you understand it or not? At any rate, Sistoy opens his mouth with a small smile.

"If you don't regret it, that's fine."

　While we're talking, each other observes, creates, invites, and engages in very sophisticated tactics.
　If ordinary people saw the interaction, they would look as if they were holding up arms and talking normally.
　Advanced communication that can be understood for the first time by a person with the skill that can be said to be first class.
　Even the slight movement of the arms in the middle of the conversation, the position of the feet, and the number of times the eyelids are closed are counted.

(Let's see if we can get this far. Don't look as spooky as ever. He's even better than he was then. ...what's going on?)

　Clearly showing gaps are invitations, and there are no real gaps.
　For that reason, it was a very difficult match for Sistoy.

(But I can't stand back here, either.) at the risk of one's life)

　mutter inside, and then transfer magic to the mantle of the magic item.
　Then the power of the cloak, which has the ability to blend in with its surroundings, is again demonstrated.
　Regardless of staying still, moving alone will not be a decisive factor in the fight against Ray.
　But there's no doubt that it's going to be advantageous.
　And Sistoy didn't notice it, but there was another advantage.
　That's...

(That cloak is quite a thing of art. I hope I can get it somehow.)

　Yes, it was because Ray wanted the cloak.
　a cloak that melts into the surrounding scenery If you're acting on your own, it's a pretty handy thing to do. It's definitely a great help, especially when fighting noise, and that's why I was trying to get it.
　That's why he had to knock down the cistoy without damaging his cloak, but Ray didn't think it would be that difficult.
　This is because, through a series of light but engaged exchanges before, he clearly judged himself superior in skill.

"Well... here we go,"

　He muttered briefly, keeping his death size in his hand and closing in with Sistoy.
　There was already a judgment that no matter how much the waiting room was destroyed, there was no difference.
　For that reason, there is no such thing as reserve in that behavior.

"Phew!"

　A systoy that avoids the blade of a scythe that is thrown down without hesitation at your own attention.
　Even here, their positions were completely reversed.
　Normally, using a long weapon in a battle in a small place would be an overwhelming disadvantage.
　But not in Ray's case.
　It's true that the luggage, shelves, chairs, tables, etc. in the waiting room are a little in the way, but Ray, who wields a magical death size, doesn't even recognize it as an obstacle.
　In fact, even now, he leaps backward to avoid the first blow, and the slashed blade follows Sistoy, cutting the chair nearby, delivering a blow to his neck that would kill him if touched.
　When this happens, the waiting room is small... that is, the systoys who don't have the space to move freely are at a disadvantage.

"Pretend to be a nuisance!"

　Sistoy manages to avoid a death-size blade that is trying to save his life, even as he flips his cloak.
　While Ray attacks, he tries to strike a dagger, but for some reason he concentrates on avoiding it just before he attacks.

(Oh, what's going on!)

　It's Ray who spits it out in his heartily.
　a gap in one's deliberate self‐a gap in one's own intentions For those of us who were concentrating on avoiding it, we had a gap in it that we would definitely want to take action, and when we launched an attack on it, we were going to take a fatal blow as a counter. However, he doesn't seem to take advantage of the opportunity at all.
　No, exactly, it works halfway through. When they find a chance, they try to attack with a dagger, but for some reason they stop the attack and change their behavior to avoid it.It was an even more stressful conversation for Ray, as he showed a half‐hearted move to attack.
　And that's not the only strange thing.

"Huh!"

　a death‐size blade with a sharp breath Cutting through the surrounding walls, the blade was a blow that would have been avoided by Sistoy, who had been fighting Ray for a short time.
　Look ahead to Sistoy's movements, and if you squat down, give him a scoop-up blow. That's what I thought. For some reason, Sistoy leaps backward to distance himself from Ray, instead of squatting down.

(Are you reading it with my heart!)

　Desize and others rotate themselves to absorb the force of a blow that cuts through the wall, and face Sistoy again and poison him inside.
　This kind of irritation has been felt many times since the beginning of the battle with Sistoy.
　When Ray invites an attack or deliberately creates a gap, he avoids most of it as if he knew it.
　So it was only natural for Ray to misinterpret that Sistoy had a magic item that could read the enemy's mind.
　But naturally, Sistoy doesn't have such magic items.
　Of course you might want to have such a magic item, but unfortunately I've never heard that there are magic items that have such an effect.
　So how can Sistoy stay out of Ray's trap? It's purely by intuition.
　The intuition that comes from years of doing this kind of work, or living or dying in a slum since childhood, has been sounding loud and loud since she confronted Ray.
　It's just like walking on a thin line between death and life.

"Strong, dear!"

　a scooping blow as if crawling
　With the blow, Sistoy leaps backward as if he had expected it, while Ray throws a dagger from Mistilling with his right hand.
　A blow from the bottom is controlled only by the left hand when the attack is at a certain speed, and another attack is made with the right hand.
　The attack, which was fired in reference to the attack the noise made on Luzzi, was Ray's first attack.
　But... the thrown dagger does not pierce, or cut, Sistoy, who leaps sideways, penetrates the space that existed a moment ago, and pierce the wall.

"Again,"

　repeated and unnatural evasion 　
　I'm definitely overwhelmed by my physical abilities, and I can clearly judge myself to be superior in combat skills.
　However, it was no longer a matter of discomfort that my own attack was avoided for some reason.

(There's obviously something. That's probably not a magic item...?)

　At first, Ray thought it was a magic item that could read his thoughts or predict the future even for a few seconds, but as he repeated the attacks, he somehow understood that it was probably not the case.
　I wasn't absolutely certain. But the innumerable battles Ray has fought since he came to Elgin... and that's the understanding that he's experienced so many densities that no ordinary adventurer would have thought of.

(But... all you have to do is squeeze it in at once so that it won't show off!)

　Tell them as if to inspire themselves inside, and increase the speed of their death.
　Fists and kicks fired continuously from one blow to the other using a stone butcher.
　While Sistoy had managed to prevent these attacks, which had grown denser all of a sudden... they soon reached their limits.
　Surely Sistoy's intuition is keen. Because of that intuition, I was able to perform so well that I could be recognized in the back world.
　But still... I've never faced such a Ray-like presence at such a speed and density.
　As a result...

"Well, that's it,"

　The attack had not been averted in time, and he had a death-size blade thrust into his neck.