880 Episode 0880



Cloudy skies covered the sky, and in the cold weather it could snow at any time, Ray and his party were driving out of the guillem towards the Devil Forest to hunt for Gamelion.

"There are quite a few people,"

 One of the men in the former squad muttered, looking out of the window from inside the hippocart.
 A few adventurous parties are at the end of the line.
 There are some people who have a party with a small number of people, but there are some people who have a party with a large number of people of nearly ten.
 However, Ray and Lent, and three men were in the former squadron, totaling six.
 Furthermore, there is definitely a lot of people in terms of the number of people in Japan, as there is no doubt that there is a lot of people there.
 ...more than enough, not just in terms of the number of soldiers.
 Lent, who is in the back of the carriage, opens his mouth to such a man.

"Well, the reason why there weren't so many Gamerions this year is because Ray found out that it was in the dungeon."
"Hey, Lent," I'll tell you, I'm not sure yet."
"Not so much," In fact, the party that hunted for Gamerion in the last few days is said to have met Gamerion, and there are many people who beat him. If you think about it that way, you can probably think that what Ray said in the guild is right."
"Grull!"

 Even outside the carriage, Ray must have been happy to be praised. Seth, walking next to a carriage, chants happily.
 Johanna couldn't stand silent at the sight of Seto, and turned a caressing glance at Seto outside the window.
 As is usual, everyone in the hippocart was looking warmly at Johanna.
 Everyone but Johanna and Lent understood that Lent's gaze was the hottest.

"Why, now! Will you change it for me.

 A small sliding door opens for conversation with the cabins, and one of the men in the former squad shakes into the room.
 As long as he's in the horse‐manipulating carriage, it's only natural that the man remains exposed to this cold.
 No matter how much you wear protective gear on top of it, it would be a different story if other faces were keeping out of the cold in the cart.
 Two other men looked displeased at the remark.
 Needless to say, Ray is the best military force in the field, and he is in a position to be cooperated with.
 I doubt Johanna will do a coachman who has to pay attention to the horse's movements in the current situation where she can watch Sett.
 Lent is the man who brought the story and won't want to leave Johanna.
 If that happens, one of the two of us will have to go to the coachman's seat.
 The two men were looking at each other, but before long one of them stood up with a sigh.
 The fact that the man who remained in the carriage was more relieved must have been settled by the exchange of glances.

"All right. Then I'll take over, so come back here."
"I'm sorry, I'm saved."

 With that kind of conversation, the man goes out through the door leading to the coach's.
 Seeing it off, Ray casts a somewhat dumbfounded glance at Lent.

(I don't think you have to choose the path of disaster.)

 It was clear to Ray that Johanna didn't dislike Lent.  
 But it's just that they don't dislike it, not that they have a good relationship between men and women.
 If you like it, it would be against your friend.
 And even if Johanna and Lent were to stick together, they would certainly have a hard time considering the character of Johanna, who loved Seto.

(Oh, but Johanna's family was quite a big business, wasn't it? So, if you stick it together with Johanna, will you be a traitor? That's what I'm aiming for. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

 Lent is too keen on Johanna to be looking for money.
 How many people think he's for money when they see him like that?
 With that in mind, the carriage goes straight to the meadow where Gamerion appears every year.





"As expected, there are a lot of course.
"So I told you in the carriage on my way here that Ray was talking a lot about, and that many of you are still here to hunt for Gamelion."

 Rent replies as he gets out of the carriage to the murmur of a man in the former squadron.
 In the meadow, where gamerions are often said to appear every year, there were still many parties at a distance.
 Other than the Lays, those who were heading here are being left behind because they were travelling in a carriage.
 And even though they had overtaken many parties by the time they got here, so many parties were already scouring the grass for Gamerion.
 Originally, when hunting for gamerions, you need to bring carts.
 Otherwise, we can't carry the Gamerion we hunted.
 In that respect, Ray and his party, who could use the item box, were very advantageous.

"Then, for the time being, I'll go with Seto and look for Gamelion from the sky. and if you find it, you can come back to me to let me know."
"Oh? Oh, yes. That would help me."

 Watching an opportunity to speak to Johanna, Lent responds to Ray's words.
 Lent had tried to speak to Johanna many times before arriving at this meadow, but in the end he could hardly find the chance.
 No, we had a few conversations, so it's fair to say that we did well.

(No matter how you look at it, it's your fault.)

 Johanna's gaze is not on Lent, but on Seto.
 Johanna is so obsessed with Seto that she often unintentionally ignores Rent's attempts to speak to her.

"Grull?"

 He caresses Seto's throaty head and opens his mouth.

"It's nothing," Now, I'll go and find Gamerion, and help me."
"Gruly!"

 Lay straddles Seto's back, who cries joyfully, "Leave it to me!" and slaps Seto on the back, passing through Johanna's envious gaze.

"Well, please,"
"Gul-l-r-r-r-r-r-r!"

 He barks high at Ray's words, flaps his wings with a few steps of running, and runs up the sky.
 Not only Johanna... but also other adventurers look at her.
 However, it is not a kind of expectation that is contained in the gaze, but a sad, sad, envious, jealous look.
 Of course, it's only natural.
 Only Ray and Seto can locate Gamerion from above, which is overwhelmingly advantageous.
 Moreover, since they are here to hunt gamerions, naturally many people are eager to gather information about them.
 That is to say, Ray also knows that he is killing a large number of Gamerions in the dungeon, obtaining them and leaving them in the guild.
 Why are you here again when you've hunted so many gamerions?
 It's only natural that you should think that way.

"Well, it's an all-out match, and in that sense, Lent's brain must have gone astray when he brought me up." I wouldn't have cooperated without that cheese."

 Ray mutters on Sett's back, feeling the gaze directed at him.

"Grull?"
"No, it's nothing. Here, shall we look for Gamerion?"

 Ray's gaze turns downward, caressing Seto, who is leaning his head.
 Even though it was already winter, the grass was abundant and grassy, as if it had nothing to do with the season.
 Looking at the grassy ground, Ray looks for Gamerion.
 Some Gamerions are already in battle with adventurers, but they can't possibly reach out to Gamerions in battle and look for Gamerions who haven't come into contact with them yet.

"If you look at it like this, it must have been Dungeon's fault that we didn't have many Gamerions this year."As far as we can see from above, we can see a certain number of gamerions.
 Not very much, but it's not like you could find little of it when you came looking for Gamerion.

"Then the Gamerion season is coming. -- well, it's certain that it'll snow very soon, and it'll be hard to hunt Gamerions because of the cold."
"Glu".

 When Ray mutters, Seto suddenly makes a sound.
 Following Seto's gaze, Ray notices a Camerion curling up in the forest in the meadow.
 Are you sleeping, hiding away from being found, or have any other intentions?
 I didn't know why, but what's important is that no one has found the gamerion yet.

(but, even though they are quite far apart, I am not sure that many Gamerions are sleeping in the face of adventurers... bold, or so confident in their power?)

 If you're a Gamerion confident in your own power, it might be dangerous just for the Lentos.
 For a moment Ray hesitated whether to teach him or not, but in the end it was Lent who decided whether to hunt, and Ray's role was to discover him.
 However, let alone Lent, we don't know any other faces.
 I thought I could help you if it was really dangerous.

"Then we'll go back," Thank you for telling me where Gamerion is, Seto."
"Grull!"

 Ray pats his back with a word of thanks, and Seto goes back to the carriage with a happy throat.
 I didn't fly particularly far, as I found the gamerion after a short flight up the sky.
 Return to the ground and you'll soon arrive at the carriage.

"Oh, Mr. Ray," How did you find Gamerion when you came back so early?"

 Ray nods to one of the men in the former squad.
 When others see it, they shout joyfully.
 Johanna, however, seemed anxious to stroke Sett.

"There is a forest a little way west of here, in which a Gamerion is curled up. I don't know if he was asleep or not, but from what I saw from above, he didn't seem to have been found by any other adventurer."
"Well, I'll take that, then. If you're asleep, you can catch me off guard, and I'll go before the other adventurers find me!"

 Johanna, who is practically the leader of the party, has decided on the gamerion she is aiming for.
 Ray is a complete scout this time and out of the party, so I'm not going to say anything to Johanna's judgment.
 This is because there was no particular objection in this case, unless the judgment was clearly wrong.

(In fact, there is a possibility that he may just be asleep... in that case, it is true that he has an advantage.)

 Ray nodded, and immediately tried to make his way towards the forest... to stop at Lent's voice.

"Wait a minute. What do we do with the cabs when we go all together? There are other adventurers, and I don't think there are any idiots who want to steal the cabs when Ray is there, but don't we need a lookout just in case? There are monsters like goblins coming."

 They all turned their eyes to the carriage in which they had been riding.
 The horse-drawn carriages that the squadrons received as a reward for civil war are by no means performing well.
 Of course, it doesn't break easily when you ride it, but the quality is a little above average or a little above average.
 It's not just the body of a carriage, it's the same for a horse pulling a carriage.
 A heavily trained military horse can stomp to death at least like a goblin.
 But the horses that lead the Lays were not war horses.
 If attacked by a goblin, it would be safe to escape.
 though he has the gall to accustom himself to the Gryphon set on his journey from the Vestian Empire to Gillum.
 Still, if you're not good at it, you could go somewhere with the carriage.

"Well, then... Set, can I ask you?"
"Gruly!"

 Leave it to Rey's word! A set that screams.
 Those who watched it were assured of the safety of the carriage at this point.
 If there was a Gryphon there, and someone was going to mess with the carriage, it would be called a brave man in a way.
 Although he is a brave man who is proud of his bravery.
 At any rate, Seto takes care of the carriage, and Ray guides the others to the forest.
 It's about twenty minutes to walk. At last we see the forest of our destination.

"That's it... that's it."

 Looking toward the forest, Ray hears the sound of battle and shakes his head slightly.

"It was a little late, apparently... well!"

 Don't talk until the end, but catch something flying from the forest.
 The reason why he didn't knock it off or evade it was probably because something was in the shape of a person.

"...I don't think it's too late."

 muttered the faint, mouse-beastly little man down to the ground.