711 Episode 0711



Ray also leaves the Magic Tent when the conference ends and the nobles break up in Mercurio's words.
 But it's not where you're assigned to go.
 With Sett coming up to see Ray come out, one and one follow him away from the aristocrats he is looking for.

"Grull?"

 What's the matter? As Seto purges and asks, Ray reaches out and pats his head.

"I've got some business to do," ... well, that's the size of the place. It's only natural that such men should be in the mix."

 the aristocrats who behaved in some strange way at the last discussion
 those who were neither for nor against Fritzione's case
 If that were the case, Ray would have had no idea which side to side with; he would have been neutral, or worse, a nobleman who had no longer independentitled aristocracy.
 But... the aristocrats had different colors in their eyes.
 a condescending glance at the other nobles around one
 If those eyes had bothered Ray, he wouldn't have thought it was strange.
 But his gaze was distinctly different.
 The suspicion in Ray also turns decisive when the two nobles around him see a similar look on his suspicions turn to conclusive ones.
 The result was linked to Ray's actions now.
 Walking with Seto, he distanced himself from the three of his targets and followed them without realizing them.
 It's a while since we're in position. As might be expected, the three nobles go into the same tent.
 And they're probably being told not to let anyone pass around the tent. There are about five soldiers each standing.
 Tents are the kind of tents used by aristocrats. Its size is relatively large, measuring about six tatami mats in size.

"All in the same tent?" I would normally have consulted you about today's affairs... well, what do you think?"
"... Guru?"

 While stroking Sett's head, Ray turns to the tent.
 There the soldiers are staring at a man who seemed to be an adventurer who happened to come up to him, whether he was ordered to stay away from anyone.
 He would have said something if he came any closer, but even an adventurer would have felt it. walk away from the tent without saying anything special
 After that, the men standing by the tent keep watch, without saying anything special.

(They're in the way if you listen to what's in the tent.)

 The soldiers, in Ray's eyes, can see that they are well trained.
 Out of their guilt, Ray determines that they have brought such soldiers in case something happens.
 After a few seconds of thinking... Ray caresses Seto and whispers, judging that it would be no use thinking here.

"Seto, sorry, but wait here."
"Glu".

 Upon confirming Ray's words, Seto nods and leaves Mistilling for a short time, taking the spear -- not the fragile one used for throwing.
 And after running about 5m, he made a big leap. Leaping into the sky using slapnil shoes as a foothold.
 one, two, three steps
 In those three steps, they reach just above the tent used by the aristocrats, and fall to the ground, drawn by gravity.
 ...yes, right above the soldiers near the tent on the ground.
 The soldiers are wary of insurgents approaching their tents. Naturally, we cannot assume that we will be approached from above.
 So, down from the top... no, you don't notice Ray falling, and the most unfortunate of the soldiers is crushed by Ray from the top and instantly fainted.
 It is a blessing in the midst of misfortune that it was not a serious injury such as a broken neck, but a pure unconsciousness.
 At the same time, the other four soldiers stand firm for a moment.
 Despite being very vigilant about the people around him, they realized that their comrades... and Ray didn't notice it, but it was no wonder that the commander among the soldiers had fainted.
 And it wasn't that hard for Ray to make the next move if he had a moment.

"Huh!"

 Instead of shouting, the spear's stonghold, released with a brief shout of spirit, pokes the opponent's leather armor in the dove and instantly loses consciousness.
 three times [three times]
 There is an expression that says, "I can't even pull it out…" but just like that, the spears that are released quickly reaped the consciousness of the three soldiers.
 There is only one soldier left.
 a quick job just seconds after Ray came down from the sky
 After that, the soldiers who had been conscious to the end finally realized that it was Ray who launched the attack on them. I tried to shout something with my eyes wide open...

"Go to sleep,"

 Another shot of the pellet sinks the soldier's consciousness into darkness.
 The soldiers thus easily unconscious fall to the ground.
 The soldiers made some noise as they lay down on the ground, but it was probably due largely to their accustomedness to using long-handled weapons.

"... now,"

 Still, check to see if there is any disturbance in the tent, and gently flip through the tent entrance to make sure there is no particular disturbance.
 What I heard in that moment was a clear talk to betray this rebel army.

(I see. If a sudden betrayal occurs in a big battle with the punitive force, it will shock the rebels more than they really can. What is the poison of the so‐called burial? In that sense, the damage is certainly great, but can they do that?)

 Originally speaking in this tent, the three nobles joined the rebels after the last battle. Ray had heard from Theoreum that the credibility of the weathercock was naturally lower than that of those who had participated from the beginning, and that the next big battle would take the lead.
 If that were the case, I didn't think it would go as conveniently as the men were talking about... but I'm sure it would be troublesome if I were suddenly betrayed in the middle of a battle.
 The story then moves on to why intelligence forces cannot investigate the rebels.

(Gurgastian soldiers and Vihela, too, are the best reasons for this, after all. But it's not good enough for them to know about it.)

 Even if it had already been decided that the lives of these nobles would end, there would be no need to tell them as souvenirs for the underworld. If something goes wrong and the information goes to the punitive force, it's not a mistake.
 That's why Ray stores the spear in his hand in a mistling and instead takes out his own pronoun, Death Size.
 I don't mind spears in terms of fighting...no, they're much easier to use in tents than death size, but given the psychological fear they inflict on my opponent, I felt death size was a better weapon to use.

"That's probably because there was someone like me."

 Ray walks into the tent, saying that.
 Naturally, the aristocrats open their eyes wide and reveal their astonishment.
 But that's just a moment. The next moment, they scream as high as they can to hide their inner feelings of agitation.

"What do you mean, sir? This is a tent of the eagle, a place where a single adventurer can come in without permission, even if he is one of the most skillful fellow.
"Well... yes! There are things you can do and things you can't do, no matter how much you have faith in Vichela!"
"I'll leave it out of the question now. So get out of here!"

 Ray walks into the tent without a trace of concern, listening to their cries.
 The size of the death made it difficult to get in a little bit, but once you get in, there's no problem.

"What's the matter with you? You look very impatient. Would it have been a problem if you asked me that much about the counterintelligence system of the rebels.
"What are you talking about!? That I have no recollection of anything like that!"
"All right, all right! Are you trying to rub some sin on us?"Ray glances at the men desperately trying to mislead the story.

"He's still a notorious adventurer," Isn't that a little too much to say?"
"Well! Even though you are notorious, you are after all an adventurer of the Kingdom of Milliana! Do you think that the nobility of the Westian Empire will hold back?"

 a nobleman who flatly rejects Ray's words
 Originally, a nickname can be used across countries. You'll see that given Ray's name value at the competition.
 But the nobles could never admit it now.
 That's because if we admit it, there's no doubt we'll be cornered.
 Then there is no other way but to bring forward the adventurer of the Milliana Kingdom, which has been hostile to the Westian Empire for many years, and to question Ray's statement.
 If we had been told what we were talking about, we would certainly question it.

(d*mn it, above all, why this man!)

 In this rebel group, Ray's position is special.
 It would be obvious if they were treated as a squadron and allowed to act independently by themselves.
 It's not like the other adventurers, it's like a single unit... or even more of a military value by the insurgents.
 In other words, it is the trump presence of this rebel army.
 In addition, the trust of the so-called leaders of the rebels -- though it is true that there are many things about relationships between men and women -- is strong and has considerable influence and influence.
 So now I had to manage to mislead the man in front of me and let him get away with it without giving him any evidence or words.

(I hear that he is estranged from His Highness Mercurio and Viscount Bougle because he is close to His Highness Vihela. Will that be the breakthrough?)

 A noble man thinks quickly and opens his mouth.

"I know that you have a bad memory for His Highness Mercurio. You won't believe me if I say strange things without thinking, but I'm sure I'll act carefully for you."

 The remark will make Ray withdraw quietly. Even if we can be strong against ourselves, there is nothing we can do about the name of Mercurio, who is a member of the Imperial family.
 The aristocrats thought they had got over the place with that in mind, but... the one who returned was Ray with a smile on his lips.
  At this time, the aristocrats judged that if it was the Imperial family, even if it was Ray from another country, it would have been respectful.
 That would be common sense, to be sure. But... Ray is far from the norm.
 In the first place, Ray was born and raised in Japan, not in this world of Elgin. He knew the existence of aristocrats and members of the Imperial family, but he had never met them in person before he came to this world.
 As for the Imperial family, there was an Emperor, but he was only occasionally seen on TV, and he was not particularly interested in it.
 Moreover, most of the aristocrats Ray has ever met, with a few exceptions, have been selfish and self‐centered.
 It's almost impossible to show respect to such a person.
 Above all, even Mercurio, who the aristocrats in front of him saw as the only light, felt uncomfortable about these aristocrats at the time of the previous discussion.
 That's why Ray knew that...

"Well, is that the end of your plea? If you have nothing more to say, I'll catch you and take you before Mercurio and Vichela? If you're going to run away, you can do whatever you like. if you think you can get away from me."

 I'm going to show off my death size that I carried on my shoulder.
 In addition, Ray didn't mention it, but there was a set outside the tent.
 It was almost impossible to get away from Seto in full speed on a horse, but it was impossible to do something about it alive.

`... well, don't think you'll get away with this kind of experience,'
"Yes, you should regret it enough later!"
"I hope you are proud of yourself now. I'll teach you exactly what I've done."

 Ray shrugs his shoulders slightly and opens his mouth, listening to each of the aristocrats say so.

"What a loser!" Well, I'll explain the details in front of Mercurio... No, I'll excuse myself."

 Saying so, Ray pulls the rope out of the mistling to take the three in front of him.