After resigning from the lord's residence, Ray headed with Sett to the Baron Cisne family.
　When he told them of the need for bodyguards, they probably remembered a conversation with the keep. Muet agrees to hire a bodyguard immediately.
　I suppose it's to protect my son and maid. Baron Cisne, who could not afford it, still offered some reward.
　However, the bodyguards are urgent. It would be too late to ask the guild now and overhang it...
　That led Ray to look for the member as a non-guild request.
　After being entrusted with selecting a bodyguard, Ray immediately heads to the guild.
　Since this is a request that does not go through the guild, it must be unsavory to select a bodyguard in the guild.
　But it was also true that the Guild... was more precisely the guild's bar, where adventurers gathered the most at this time of year.
　When Ray arrives at the guild, he leaves Seto in front of the guild as usual and enters the guild.
　The guilds were naturally sparsely populated, and the opposite was a bar full of people.
　Ray looked to the guild for a moment, but I don't think he's any good at it.
　No, as long as he's an adventurer in Gilm, he's probably above average, but he's not as good as Ray wants.
　I looked towards the counter, but there was no unusual sight of Lenora or Kenny.
　Ray, who had hardly spoken to any other receptionist, thought there was no point in hearing about the adventurer's skill here at the guild, so he turned to the bar... where his gaze stopped.
　At the end of Ray's eyes was a dwarf in a good mood, drinking, and a woman reaching for the food on the plate, looking at the dwarves as if they were dumbfounded.
　The two men were familiar to Ray.
　The two of us who acted together when we had a dispute with Azot.
　The dwarf man is Brasso, the human woman is Fluorocarbons. Rank C party, two crushed warriors.

"I'm lucky. ... No, I don't think so."

　Originally, Brasso was an extreme drinker, and now winter.
　Until spring, most adventurers often take long vacations, so naturally the boozy Brasso will go out to the bar.
　In other words, finding a brasso in a bar was a natural turn of events.
　Head straight to the bar, where Brasso and Fluorocarbons sit.

"Huh? Who are you... Ray?" It's been a long time since we've seen each other like this."

　Fluorocarbons, as always, tell me in a masculine tone.
　Seeing how Fluorocarbons looked, Braso must have noticed Ray. open one's mouth in a blushy manner

"Oh? Ray? ... Oh, really? It's been a long time."
"It's been a long time. Actually, I wanted to ask two of you for a job..."

　Talking, I turn my gaze towards the blaso and immediately I get a shake of my head.
　Ray knew straight away that he wanted to stay out of the way because he could drink as much as he wanted.

"What about the Fluorocarbons?"
"Is it me? Well, I'm sure I'm free, but... Ray's job is really hard, isn't it?"
"I don't think it's hard... I want you to work as a bodyguard for four days from today."

　Fluorocarbons show a little surprise at Ray's words.
　Surely he didn't expect the word "guard" to come out of Ray's mouth.
　His previous experience had led him to believe that the request he had made was a sort of punishment.
　However, it is also true that Ray likes to receive a request to subdue the magical stones, so Fluorocarbons' idea is not wrong.

"Well, escort," Tell me the details."

　Ray's words may have attracted a little interest. Fluorocarbons put their dried meat back on the table plate and ask.
　Relieving that he's finished his interest, Ray talks about what happened yesterday.
　The moment I hear of a duel to get an assier, a blood vessel appears on the forehead of Fluorocarbons.
　Fluorocarbons are also women. It was easy to understand what the typical aristocratic keeper, in a bad way, would do if he got an assier.
　...and some adventurers who saw him at a table near by, had been making such a fuss until a few minutes ago, but he didn't notice it at all -- or, when he noticed it, ignored it -- and opened his mouth.

"Well, that's why Ray acted as agent for the duel. Half the fortune of the Earl's family, what is the man thinking? Stupid? No matter how much you can win, there's no way you can fight. Well, if you're a fool who can't get a woman without power, it's only natural."
"Well, that's not the case, at that rate." It's about time they realized what I'm like. Then I'll decide that it's almost impossible to beat me in a duel. And the next thing I want to do is..."
"Cancel the duel itself,"
"Yes, for instance, all those of Baron Cisne's blood would die."

　Putting it that far, Fluorocarbons probably understood who Ray was protecting. return a nod with a fierce smile at one's mouth

"It's nice to see an arrogant nobleman, and it makes me want to punch him. It's a pity that you can't beat the nobles themselves, but you can't hope to beat them. ... Hey, Brasso. You've been listening. You come, too."
"Wait. Why are you taking me to 儂? You said you'd be the only one here!"

　Brasso shouts with a glass of ale in his hand.
　But the reason why these words are somehow weaker than usual is because they are overwhelmed by the power of fluorocarbons.
　Fluorocarbons like to move their bodies in the first place.
　For that kind of fluorocarbon, winter is a very stressful time when you only have to train.
　Even if you're drinking in a bar like this, you have a strong desire to exercise yourself.
　In such a situation, Ray's mouth is a typical wicked aristocrat who tries to steal a woman under the cloak of power.
　There was no way that fluorocarbons wouldn't be stretched out.

"Go to Baron Cisne's and ask him about his reward." I think you'll probably be paid out of the money they're going to pay for the duel. But if you're the only one, there aren't enough people. I'll just stop by somewhere else and try to get people together. Do you know Baron Cisne's house?"
"Oh, that's all right. For some reason or other we have quite a chance to show up in the aristocracy. I can understand most of it, and if you want to talk to an adventurer who is guarding you, there's no problem. Also, I know a few people about the number of people, so I'll talk to them."
"I see. Then I ordered it."Leaving his seat, Ray heads out.
　Having seen Ray off, Fluorocarbons forcefully snatched a brasso clinging to the table and headed to the inn to get his equipment ready.





　Leaving the guild, Ray and Sett were heading to their destination along the road they had been told of before from Johanna.
　a half‐hour walk from the guild
　The house, which is finally visible in the snow, has the right size to describe it as a mansion.
　There was also a stable in the garden, and near there were several horse-drawn carts covered with cloth and snow.

"...can I leave you out?"

　Ray muttered as he sat in the carriage, but he soon convinced me.
　Even if we had a hut, we couldn't put it away.
　It was clear that there was no hut large enough to hold the cabs of all the people who lived here, even though it was certainly a mansion.
　The fact that all the horses were still in the stable must have been so large.

"Grull?"

　In Ray's murmur, Seto looks around the house, and when he sees the stable, his round eyes turn to Ray.
　The horse towing the carriage used by the former squadron and its associates became quite accustomed to Seto during the journey.
　At first I was scared just by the approach of Seto, but by the time I arrived at Gilm, I was walking right next to him and didn't seem to be upset at all.
　For that reason, the horses must be good friends to Seto.
　Understanding what Seto expects, Ray nods and pats Seto on the back.
　Watching Sett off on his way to the stable, Ray lightly knocks on the door of the house.
　a few seconds after that Eventually I hear someone running and the door opens.

"Yes, sir, who is it?" ...and you, I suppose, are you Mr. Ray?"

　The face that appeared through the door was familiar to Ray.
　However, it's not a former shortstop, it's his family.

"I've come here on business... how many faces do you have of the former squadron?"
"What? Well, there are a lot of them. Wait a minute, please. Mr. Sergio, Mr. Ray is here!"

　a woman's voice echoing in the house
　watch a woman while listening to her voice
　He's in his late teens and probably older than Ray.
　As you can see from his attitude toward Ray, he has a pretty cheerful personality.
　Many former gunmen are in awe of Ray.
　It's a very friendly attitude compared to those people.
　...though that's more common, considering the many things Ray has done.

"Well, first of all, it will be cold outside, and come in."
"Oh, I'll be saved," and yet I have rented a very large house."

　After clearing the snow, they go into the house and talk to a woman.
　It's a very large mansion, as Ray said.
　It's the size of a nobleman's quarter.
　But it's definitely not a new building, and it seems to Ray that it's quite old.

"Well, it seems that Johanna's negotiations and money are a force."
"...Isn't that Johanna? I'm... She doesn't come out when Seto comes."
"Yes, you went out in full gear to fight your natural enemies?"

　It was only natural that Ray came to mind when he said it.
　Ray's mind was as well armed as Johanna.

(I hope it doesn't end up killing each other...)

　The Long Sword of the Miller Dog and the Spear of Johanna. While imagining the collision of the two, Sergio emerges from the back of the house.

"Mr. Ray, why are you here? No, if you're going to visit me, I'd be very happy."
"I'd like to ask you a favor," How many of you can move now?"
"Now? Well, as you can see, there are a lot of people who don't have anything to do because it's snowing, so we can gather a decent number of course.
"Well, then, why don't you do some escort work?"
"Guard... Is it Ray's?"

　Sergio tells you without concealing the feeling that it's impossible.
　I don't think Ray needs a bodyguard, and if Ray really needs a bodyguard, we can't do anything about it with our own ability.
　Ray shakes his head to see what he's thinking.

"It's not my bodyguard," the bodyguard of a nobleman I know."
"Is it Ray's acquaintance's? Does it mean that Ray is it?
"What do you think? I can do it if I want, but I want to focus on the duel."
"... a duel, Mr. Ray?"

　When Sergio was first told what was going on here, he was simply dumbfounded at the way things went.

"To challenge Ray to a duel... is nothing but a brave man."
"Well, a brave man is a brave man, or a brave man in a savage sense,"

　What interrupted me was Deetz, a former squadron member of Ray's acquaintance.

"It's been a long time, Mr. Ray," It seems that as soon as he comes back to Gilm, he is caught up in trouble."
"Well, there are a lot of things here, too," The reason is more true than that. Will the bodyguard ask you to do so? I don't think you have to worry about the reward."
"...well, when Mr. Ray entered the duel, the winner was decided." I understand. I don't think we can all talk, but I'll talk to the remaining faces. So is it all right if you just want to participate?"

　You can't force your comrades to do so at the request of Ray, who is your benefactor.
　Rey nods back to Sergio, who tells her like that.
　I thought I would hire the former squad for this escort because I could trust them, but it's not something I should be sure of.
　As Fluorocarbons, who we talked about earlier, said that they would talk to each other on their own terms, they thought that they would never run out of people.

"Well, I'll go and listen to you at once." -- what about Deetz?"
"Me? Of course I'm sure I'll join. They say they'll get paid well."

　Smiling, Dietz said so.