"There's a game, that's it."

　Hearing Vihela's words, Ray releases the death-size blade that was thrust at the neck of the spearman.
　He had a blade in front of him that was over a meter long, and if he wanted to, he would have found his neck amputated just by pulling his arm slightly. A man with a spear breathes a sigh of relief.

"…I'm at a loss. This seems to have been a complete pretenseemingly. I will admit that you have the power to speak of, and that you have the power to beat Mr. Vihela."

　Ray looks at the voice from behind, putting his death size in a mistling.
　The man there was a leader who had just fallen to the ground with his feet brushed aside.

(Yes)

　Ray murmurs his admiration in private. 　
　I was just wondering if he would say that he had just fallen and that the game had not yet come to an endlessly.
　It never occurred to me that we would admit our defeat so easily.

(It's a disadvantage to overconfidence in your ability, but it's still a good thing to be able to accept your defeat properly.)

　Now that the three men who were most hostile to him have conceded defeat, there will be no further disturbance.
　Ray's prediction came true, and even those who doubted how powerful Ray was, the doubt had already faded from his expression.

"Well, you're a great man. I can't believe I can do this alone with three people."

　Ray nods and opens his mouth when one of the nobles says so with a smile.

"I'm glad to hear you say that'said he. So... will I be allowed to join the army?"

　Mercurio, the supreme leader of the army called the Third Prince's faction, nods with a small smile.

"Oh, of course," We welcome a man of ability like you."

　Mercurio's manner of saying so has no color what he saw in the morning.
　There is a position I'm in, but it's a big part that I was able to see from Vihela and Theoreum how powerful Ray is.
　Although Mercurio himself wanted to keep his close friend Ray within sight of him.

"Your Highness Mercurio," How do you treat him?"

　Mercurio thinks a little before he speaks to the aristocrats around him.

"Why don't you use that extraordinary force and the mobility of having the Gryphon at your beck and call?"

　Mercurio's words were quite unexpected, and the aristocrat asked back unconsciously whether they were different from what he had expected.

"A short attack? I was just wondering if he would lead the mercenaries.
It would be a lie if you didn't think about it, but according to what my older sister told me, she specialized in individual military power. Which are you better at, Ray, fighting in groups with your men, or fighting as individuals?"

　When Mercurio asks the nobility back, Ray speaks without hesitation.

"It's the latter, by anyhow," I have hardly ever had the experience of leading a man in a fight, and then I will not be able to take advantage of his high mobility."

　Some people frowned slightly at the way they spoke to Mercurio, but they watched the story unfold without saying anything in particularly.

"Well, indeed, it's too much of a waste to throw away the mobility of you and your Gryphon. There are no Dragon Knights in our army, so if the enemy takes control of the air, there is nothing we can do. I'm sure I'll be looking forward to you in that respect, but will that be all right?"
"...you leave the important place to me quite easily."

　When he questioned Mercurio's decision to leave the matter to him, Mercurio turned to Vihela and spoke.

"My sister has my approval. Besides, I have the ability to win second place in a competition, so I can leave it to you without worry."

　Rey looks from Mercurio towards Vihela.
　At Ray's gaze, Vihela nods with a glamorous smile.

"If it's Ray that I know, he'll be the Dragon Knight or whatever. And did you actually do that in the Spring War?"
"It's true that you can't deny it,"

　When Vihela asked me to confirm, I could only lightly shrug my shoulders.
　In fact, in the Spring War, many Dragon Knights were killed only by Ray and Seto.

"And as Mercurio said, there's a powerful weapon called Seto's mobility, so there's no way not to use it." I can't possibly have someone else teamed up with Seto instead of Ray."
"Grull".

　Viehla's words make a natural sound, Seto.
　Several aristocrats are surprised when Seto suddenly purr when he sees him a little further away.

"Mr. Vichela, does the Gryphon perhaps understand a man's language?"
I said, "Of course, you're a Rank A monster. You can't speak people's language, but you can understand them. You know what?"
"Gruly!"

　Naturally, the aristocrats look at Seto, who screams at him without thinking nothing of it.
　I knew it was a Rank A monster, and I knew its power throughout the Spring War. But perhaps he never thought his intelligence was so high.
　Looking sideways at the aristocrats, Vihela turns to Ray again.

"And what do you think? You can treat me as a legion, can you?"
"Well, it would be helpful for me to do so,"

　Thus, Ray's arrangement is easily determined.
　But that's not the only story to be told here, and the next topic Mercurio talked about was unexpected to Ray.

"By the way, Ray," I have another favor to ask of you. Actually, I want you to train my soldiers."
"... training? Me?"

　Rey, disbelieving Mercurio's words, only nodded back.k.a. nod.
　I understand that they are asking for it seriously, without seeing any signs of play in their eyes.

(Even though it's called training... is it okay to train against Luzzi's fangs?)

　Thinking this way, I turn my eyes to Vihela and she nods in small, apologetic ways.
　To be honest, we had to improve the quality of our soldiers because we were overwhelmingly outnumbered by the Imperial Army.
　Of course I don't think I can make the soldiers as strong as one horse. It's only natural that each soldier has his or her own talent.
　Still, it's definitely the confidence of the soldiers that they've trained with the likes of Ray. And, most importantly, training with Ray increases the chances of survival in the face of overwhelming strength.
　In the sense of training with the strong, there are some such things as Vihela, Gurgast and Theoreum. But they are not the chiefs of this army, nor are they so easily able to take the time;
　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
　What do you mean? After a few conversations and fights yesterday, Ray gently looks away.
　He probably wanted to tell them to mix them up if they were going to fight, but as long as they were senior officers in this army, they decided that they had no time to fight against themselves.

(Well, if it's just a diversion, we may go out with him, but before that, we must be able to use the armor of the hegemonic king well. That's the top priority.)

　Glugast looked displeased at Ray, but he probably decided that anything he said here would only be rejected. I never said anything.

"You've made up your mind, haven't you? Then, please tell your subordinates that Ray is going to see the training. ... well, I'd like to introduce Ray to the unit that's going to train him this afternoon. Is there anyone who's going to train him this afternoon?"Several nobles try to move at Viehra's question, but a leader with a long sword speaks out among the men who had been fighting Ray until recently.

"Vihela, then, my party,"
"... all right?"
"Yes, I understand the difference in power with Mr. Ray, and I have no objection." and I should like to see more of Ray's power in shooting Vichela."

　a completely different look from when I first met Ray And attitude.
　The shock of the mock battle against Ray must have been so great.
　All the aristocrats around him looked at him in amazement.
　In the meantime, only Theoreum and the few others look satisfied.

"Well, my dear Ray," Would you please train my troops?"
"No, I don't mind..."

　Ray, who is on the verge of being overwhelmed by the sudden approach.
　Watching it, Vihela smiles a little at a rather unusual sight and then opens her mouth.

"Well, let me do that if you like Ray. -- well, you might as well introduce yourself as you know.

　Such words from Vihela make the leader aristocrats cough as if they had recovered.

"Yes, cohong. That's true. My name is Carruther Glato. the third son of the Earl of Glato."

　The man who called himself Carraza was next to the man who carried the spear.

"My name is Charlie Tenda. He is the second son of the Viscount Tenda family."

　And finally, the man with the long sword who fought Ray first.

"Well, I am Galatio Morse said. the sixth son of Baron Morse."
"...the sixth son?"

　The title of the person who called himself Galatío is met with a muttering remark.

"Oh, yes. Well, I'm the sixth son."

　I also had a very different way of speaking and behaving than when I first met Ray.

"It's a house full of children again," Basically, I thought aristocrats would not have that many children."

　Of course a certain number of children would be necessary in terms of leaving blood behind. However, if there are too many children, the succession dispute will intensify this time.
　Children in this case are only children who are well recognized and do not include hidden children.

"Yes. I don't like fighting among my family, so I'm going to stand on my own..."

　Ray is leaning his head, asking, "Is it independent?" But even if he joins this army with the help of his family, he decides that it is independent for the person in front of him.

(However, if you cooperate with the third prince's faction, which is supposed to have committed treason, you will be blamed on the family.) No, if you're here so confidently, you must be doing something about it. ...maybe)

　With that in mind, Ray turns to Carraza, the leader of the trio, and opens his mouth.

"So it's called training, but should we play a mock game?"
"That would be a great help," for my troops have no military duties to-day, such as watch and reconnaissance."
"I see. Well, as long as we are certainly in the army, it is only natural that there should be such activities."

　In the absence of such military service, it could simply be said that it would have come out for military training.
　As long as this army is a rebel, it is certain that it will collide with the imperial army in the not too distant future. Considering this, it was only natural that the Imperial army should be prepared to appear at any time, without fail in the reconnaissance of the surrounding area.

"Well, that's what I'd like you to do," My troops will train with them in the morning on the eastern plain of the position, and I hope you will come in the afternoon after that."

　Carruther glances at the aristocrat in a short distance and tells him so.
　Since each unit was sent from a different territory, it was only natural for them to train together in case of emergency.
　Mercurio is at the top of the chain of command, but not everyone here belongs to the third prince's faction. There will be a wide variety of collectors, such as Tiyur and Gurgast, using Vihela's hands, and those who have smelled gold.
　This would naturally cause problems with command and cooperative actions among the troops, and it was a matter of great urgency for this army and the rebels to resolve the discrepancy.

"Well, it seems that the matter has been decided," Then let's take action on our own."

　Mercurio says so, and Ray's unveiling of the rebels ends successfully, albeit with some fuss.