The rock was dropped to the rear of the punitive force, causing some damage and great confusion to the punitive force.
　That was what Ray was doing, and after the so-called rock bombardment, he planned to carry out the next attack, either by magic of fire or by armour of the hegemonic king.
　This battle will undoubtedly benefit Mercurio's forces, as the punitive force will be greatly shaken by such a degree.
　And in a way, it will be a battle that can be considered harmonious. ...that's what Ray thought, but he'd never be wrong.
　In fact, if the formation of the punitive force was the same as before, it is certain that Ray could not be helped and was damaged unilaterally.
　Ray's single and biggest miscalculation is one.
　There must have been more than a ray of noise on the part of the expeditionary force.
　Ray, who had taken a rock out of the mistling and dropped it to the ground, felt something cold on his back without warning.
　At the same time, something flies straight to you... more precisely to Seto flying in the sky.

"Set!"

　Ray screamed at once, but it's already too late.
　Something that flew at a cutting speed turned to Sett's torso, where he had heard Ray's voice and was about to flap his wings at once...
　The tip of the spear sticks into Seto's torso. ...no, as soon as I try to pierce it, I run against something like an air wall.

"Oh!? I see! Go down, Set!"

　Realizing that what struck him now was the effect of Set's magic item, a wind-operated bracelet, which only once prevents flying tools and magic, Ray immediately instructs Set to head to the ground.

"Gurgling!"

　Sett also probably understood how powerful the blow was.
　flap one's wings down to the ground
　The blow came true because of the wind bracelet.
　But a wind-manipulated bracelet certainly prevents flying tools and magic, but only once.
　Once used, it will not be usable for ten hours afterwards.
　In other words, Ray and Sett are now in the sky and can be targeted from the ground.
　Ordinary bows and stone-throwing machines may not reach the place of the set in the sky.
　Even if it did arrive, it could be easily prevented by a blow to the death size or the front foot of Seto.
　But... the last blow was different.
　Without a doubt, Ray and Seto can only deal with the power by concentrating on it.
　If it had been thrown head on, I could have done anything, but if it had been thrown under cover of countless soldiers, there was nothing I could do about it.

"Oh, I never thought there was such a man in the punitive force."

　Ray suddenly notices as the ground approaches rapidly.

"I see. Is it him? He's prepared for me by the expeditionary force. It was Rodos, after all."

　Strangely convinced, the earth will soon be close.

"Set!"

　Without giving clear instructions, Seto realizes the meaning of Ray's words by calling alone.
　Just before it falls, they wave their paws, slow down the soldiers who were on the ground, and land on the ground.
　Despite the loss of the life of the soldier trapped under him, Ray jumps off Sett's back.
　And a flash of death size from the mistling.
　Several nearby soldiers' necks fly through the sky, and the next moment a great deal of blood spouts out of their necks.
　Those on the ground had no idea what had happened.
　It would be impossible to tell them to respond, as rocks were falling from the sky, and the Gryphon had fallen while they were desperately avoiding them.

"...huh!"

　One of the soldiers nearby was stunned at first, not knowing what had happened, but when they saw a scythe about two meters long, they understood who was in front of them.

"It's crimson! It's crimson!"

　The effect of the word soon appeared.
　Those around Seto and Ray quickly distanced themselves.

"Well, quite a bit..."

　muttering, Ray smiled, holding his death size.

"But if you think you can do something just by keeping a distance, that's... sweet! Fly!"

　With one word, the flying sword fired from Desize attacks the soldiers.
　Wearing armor would not have been fatal, but several people were damaged at once.
　Injury to the extent that there would normally be no problem fighting.
　But... if Ray was the one who made the attack, it could be a semi-depression for the soldiers.

"Oh, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow!
"It's crimson! It's crimson!"
"With the Gryphon! Run away, now we're running away!"

　It goes down screaming like that, creating a space with a radius of about 10 meters around Ray.
　Watching the desperate soldiers fleeing, Ray opens his mouth with a small smile.

"That choice is certainly not a mistake. But I'll get you guys to spend a little more time here. ...set, just right."
"Gurgling!"

　A short cry from Ray's voice, he immediately attacks the soldiers.
　The soldier, distanced from Ray and Set, manages to hold his spear and thrusts his spear reflexively toward Sett, who is approaching him.
　But the spear, which was thrust out with his waist closed, could not have been stopped by an iron spear, which was not of the kind of magic metal, and with one blow of the forefeet, the spear bent and flew out of the soldier's hand, and the tip of the spear pierced the body of the unfortunate soldier nearby.

"What?"

　The soldier, who for a moment did not know what had happened and uttered a stupid voice, was smashed in the head and died the next moment by a blow to Seto's forefoot, which had been waved sideways.

"Oh, my God!"

　Those who were already frightened by Seto's presence had their flesh, bones, blood, brains and eyeballs attached to their faces at one blow. 　Not very much, but there's no way we can fight properly, just scream.
　Such a screaming soldier... but a set who attacks a soldier who has not given up his fighting spirit.
　A frightened soldier gives fear and confusion to those around him.
　It was Sett's choice because he knew it.
　And a short distance from where Seto was raging, Ray was raging as well.
　But Ray's damage to the surroundings is incomparably greater than Seto's.
　Because Ray's body had a compressed magical power that was visible.
　He had activated the armour of the hegemony.
　Furthermore, he used his remorse during the battle against the position and put magic into the bracelet to activate it.
　I would take the lives of the soldiers if I were to die in that state...

(As I thought, if you were just a soldier, you would not be able to keep up with your magic consumption.)

　Even now, Ray's straggling death-size slashes the soldier who thrusts out his spear with his hips hanging over his shoulder, and mutters, feeling the magic that flows in from his death-size.
　He kicks the ground and leaps.
　The next moment, seeing a few arrows pierced Ray's spot in the air, he activated Slapnil's shoes. land where the archers kick through the air and shoot arrows at them

"Huh!"

　a death size that is mowed sideways with sharp expiration
　When the torso of several archers is cut up and down, Ray once again feels the magic trickle through his body.
　However, it was not enough to maintain the armor of the hegemony, and he decided that he needed to defeat more enemies, so he tried to move on to the next attack.
　I'm scared.
　Feel something cold as if you had been pierced by an ice pole in your back and stop moving.
　Normally, it is better to release it immediately when it is not moving to suppress the wear and tear of the hegemony's armor, but it is as cold as if it is beyond my expectation.
　It was almost simultaneous for a man to land in front of Ray, jumping over the soldiers, as if he were trying to get away from him.

"Well, you can use the armor of the hegemony much better than you used to. In this short period of time... I should say so."He muttered with deep admiration, but he was also dressed in the armour of the hegemonic king, whose magic was compressed so densely that he could see it.
　...yes, Ray's perception is that he shouldn't be here.
　Ray's movement pauses for a moment at the appearance of such an unexpected opponent.
　If the noise had made him feel like it, Ray would probably have been badly damaged if he hadn't gone so far as to die in this moment.
　But noise doesn't want to surprise and defeat his opponent, but how strong Ray has become in this short period of time... and, most importantly, fight Ray, who is nicknamed crimson, without any control what he had in the competition.
　That's why Noise puts a fierce smile on his mouth while unfolding the armor of the hegemony.
　It's fair to say that Ray is still immature in his eyes.
　As for the armour of the hegemony, it still seems that he uses it by force, consuming a great deal of magical power.
　Still, the control of the hegemony's armor is undoubtedly more sophisticated than when he fought in the final of the competition.

(The consumption of magic should not be foolish, but... as ever, you have a ridiculous magic.)

　When he muttered half-impressed and half-dumbfounded, he drew his favorite sword from the sheath of his waist.

"Now... your strength, which was not experienced in the previous battle." Will you show me your sincerity? ...you guys stay back. If you get involved in the battle between me and Ray... you'll die."

　Soldiers scrambling to distance themselves more than ever before at the words of the noise.
　Contrary to these soldiers, Seto, who had been raging for some time now, advances next to Ray.

"Slururrurrurling!

　a hostile growl
　There's nothing to be unguarded by the groans of Seto.
　Set to fight with all his might, he steps forward next to Ray.

"Oh, that's the Gryphon?" -- much more intelligent than the Gryphon I had fought before. Moreover, I feel even strangely powerful. is it really just a Gryphon?"

　Ray looks small and surprised at what suddenly comes out of the noise mouth.
　I was surprised at the sharpness of Seto's not just a Gryphon at a glance, but most of all, at the words of his experience in fighting against Glyphon.
　Needless to say, the Gryphon is a Rank A monster and its existence is rare.
　Having fought with such a rare monster means that Rank S is not Date.

"If you think he's my slave, you'll see that he's not the usual Gryphon,"

　Slowly move the death size in your hands as you mutter.
　To shake the blade and cut the noise fuselage in half up and down with a single blow.

"Well, I suppose so. If we listen before we fight, how can we tell them about our military strength? Besides, it's only unwise to try to know your opponent's ability before you fight."

　the noise of lightly waving a magic sword in one's hand with the words
　The assertive attitude of knowing that Ray was slowly moving his death size may reveal the myriad battles he's been through.
　It's true that Ray has already been here for almost two years.
　The fighting experience I had experienced was too deep to describe me as shallow.
　But... still, after all, it's only about two years. It's only two years since spring next year, to be exact.
　Noise, by comparison, has spent a long time as an adventurer.
　The days of battle you've experienced before you became a Rank S adventurer, and the days you've experienced since you became a Rank S adventurer. 　
　Both days also gave Ray an incomparable experience with noise.

(From pure experience, I can't beat the noise, can I? If I could win, it would be...)

　What has supported the battles I have built up so far is a flash of light that can be called a sense of battle.
　At the same time, the magnitude of my magical powers, and most importantly...

"Set".
"Gurgling!"

　one's own partner, Set
　Together, it should never be impossible to beat the noise.
　Deciding so, Ray pulls the hegemony's armor open and goes forward at once and for all.
　with a wide swing of death size