The day after Ray arrived at the military academy, Ray woke up earlier than usual, perhaps because he had a good conversation with Elena the day before.
　It's an empty square, and it's now covered with snow, allowing it to move to some extent.
　But that's why this case was just right.

"Oh... it's so bright."

　Staring dazzlingly at the snow reflected by the sunlight, it is light and flexible.
　After that, I took it out of the mistling.
　With a death size in hand, they run a huge blade into the air as if they were confirming something.
　Basically, Ray didn't go to any school to train, but he's just his own way.
　That's why those who have trained properly cannot respond to tricky movements that make the most of Ray's physical abilities.
　It may be said that very few people fight with scythe before the most tricky movements.
　Ray doesn't know, but he uses a scythe called Death Size to quickly rise to the rank B adventurer, gaining a nickname for his success in the war, and even following the rank A monster Gryphon.
　Such a person could not have been talked about, and there were some adventurers who yearned for Ray, who could only say they were curious.
　Such people naturally want to be like Ray.
　They understand that it's almost impossible to time a Rank A monster like Seto.
　So the next thing they did was to use another Ray icon, a scythe.
　But a scythe is a very difficult weapon for ordinary people.
　No, not a scythe but an ordinary scythe does not change that.
　In the end, some curious people forced smiths to make a scythe, but few could master it.
　In the first place, a sickle is not suitable for actual use as a weapon, so it's only natural.
　Those who can't use the scythe find themselves unable to imitate Ray, and find a weapon that is gentle and appropriate to them.
　Still, scythe... many people used long‐handled weapons such as spears and harbors because they had trained themselves to master long‐handled weapons.
　In addition, some adventurers have come to be able to use the scythe to some extent, and the scythe has become a little more recognizable than it is now, but that is still a long way off.

"Huh!"

　a flash of death size with sharp expiration
　A blow as if the fresh air of the morning had been cut apart would have made you wonder how heavy the death size would be if anyone had seen it.
　That's how much Ray swung around without feeling any death-size weight.
　Shake the death size around for about 10 minutes and stop the movement.

`Well... now,'

　Then close your eyes with your eyes fixed.
　What comes to mind is the strongest enemy.
　Immovable Noise, a Rank S adventurer who fought in the Vestian Empire.
　I've only fought noise twice, but what I could call the hidden combat density was a very dense thing.
　Such a battle would certainly not have been experienced.
　Then, when the image in your mind hardens, you open your eyes and face the image in the air... kick the ground.
　He did not use the Emperor's red armor, which is also called Ray's secret, but he fought with his life.
　Close the distance at once toward the imagined noise.
　When the hand of the noise moves, a flash of light travels through the sky.
　Tilt your body lightly to avoid the blow and wield a slightly counter-sized swing.
　The momentary avoidance is when Ray would have been cut with a long sword if he had only normal physical ability.
　However, Ray is nicknamed crimson because he can get the timing.
　In a literal sense, it would cut the opponent's body up and down.
　But... Ray's noise was no longer there at the moment of the attack... when he found himself thrusting a long sword at Ray's neck.

"There's a game, is there?" d*mn, I didn't win again today."

　By the time I noticed it, the noise created by my imagination in front of Ray had already disappeared.

"That's wonderful!"

　such a loud voice from Ray
　Looking back at his death size in the mistling towards his voice, he saw a Samaroon.
　Ray still feels something unsettling about him as he looks at him with an exclamation in his eyes.
　I understand that I have pure respect for myself, but I feel like it's going too far.

"No, it's really wonderful. Ray's current move... Unfortunately, I can't follow everything, so I can't clearly point out what's great about him, but there's no mistake about it."
"Well, I'm glad you liked it. ...and what are you doing here?"
"Oh, yes. I woke up and picked him up at Ray's room, but he wasn't anywhere, so I was looking for him. I thought I might have lost my way while I was taking a walk."

　Ray thought for a moment that he was exaggerating... but when I think about the size of the academy, I realize that it wasn't always wrong.
　The site itself is quite large, and there are many buildings on it.
　He remembered that if he was used to it, he could have lost his way if he had just come to the military academy.
　In the first place, Ray was training here because he might get lost if he left the staff dormitory carelessly.

(If Seto was there, he would be all right at the nick of time.)

　I'm thinking about my partner who's not here, but he seems to be thinking about it conveniently, although he can't fly as he likes in the city.
　It's not surprising, however, that there may be some oversights in the context of the military academy.

"I see. I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I'
"No. But it's almost breakfast time. What do you do? I still have a little time to spare."
"I've finished my training, and I'm going now."
"...is that so?"

　Samaroon returns with a slightly regretful look.
　Wanting to talk about magic, Ray pretends not to notice it and heads to the staff dormitory.
　Soon after, Samaroon follows.

"First, I finish breakfast and then I go to the president's office. I went there yesterday, so it's okay, isn't it? If you're worried, I'll go with you. What shall I do?"

　Ray shakes his head at Samaroon, who asks him, "I want to go with him if I can."

"It's all right. Besides, Samaroon is getting ready for class, isn't he? If you keep bothering me, he'll get in trouble?"
"No, it's all right. I have been told to support Ray, and there is no problem with that. Well, I would definitely like to work with Ray."

　I know that's the word that comes out of my interest in magic, but Ray still feels something that Samaroon doesn't accept.

(Do you mean that Samaroon's purpose was magic, and that he didn't see myself?)

　As he walks, questioning Samaroon's attitude, he eventually arrives at the front door of the staff dormitory.

"Come to think of it, I'll have to go and see Sett when I finish breakfast."
"Sett? I went for a peek last night, and I was surprised to see that it was my first time to have a Gryphon."
"... You've got the nerve. I never thought I'd go alone."

　If you know Seto's friendly personality, you wouldn't be surprised to hear that he's going to see her alone.
　But it was completely unexpected in Ray's eyes that Samaroon, who first met Gryphon, would go to see Sett alone without Ray.

"Ah, hahahahahaha. Was it Gryphon... Seto? It was last night that I thought of going to see the set. I thought Ray was already sleeping, so I went there alone."
"...what a fierce fellow in many ways,"
"Really? Because you're a slave to Ray, right? Then I don't think there's any danger."Ray is at a loss as to what to say when Samaroon tells him it's natural.
　Should I be angry not to trust myself too much, or should I say thank you for trusting me that much?
　In the end, we arrive at the dining room while wondering what to do.
　Breakfast prepared here is little different from what the students eat at the military academy.
　That is to say, it was a general and slightly unsatisfactory menu for Ray's taste.

(It's not enough to be full.)

　Bread with little ingredients, stir‐fried vegetables. A slice of cheese was present as a pity.
　The only salvation is that bread is white bread.
　...however, for Ray, it was only a snack, not a meal.

"It's a knighthood in the duke's knighthood, or a military academy for raising adventurers, but the food is rather simple."
"Hahaha. If it wasn't for winter, it would be a little more luxurious."

　Sitting across from Ray, Samaroon says apologetically.

"Oh, well, there's nothing I can do about it. If you think it's winter."

　He muttered convincingly, wondering what food was left in the mistling.

"... well, Samaroon,"
"What? What is it?"

　Samaroon, who was drinking soup, immediately replies to Ray's words.
　He seemed happy to hear so much from Ray.
　I somehow feel sorry for Samaroon and continue to speak.

"What's going on with Seto if we can't eat much like this?"
"Oh... I don't know what do you think? I think he eats more than we do because he's big."
"I see. Then I'll check it out just in case."
"What?"

　Lei pushes the rest of the meal into his mouth, leaving Samaroon with a somewhat stupid voice.
　When you put the food in your mouth, which is not bad or delicious, you stand up with the tableware.
　Putting it back in the dining room, Ray leaves the restaurant with a stunned Samaroon on the dining room.

"Oh, Mr. Ray!?" I'll be there too, so please wait a minute. Mr. Ray!"

　Samaroon cries out in a hurry, but Ray leaves the dormitory without waiting for it.
　Samaroon also tried to chase him, but as a wizard he was never quick to eat thin Samaroon.
　However, I can't go after him leaving a meal behind.
　No, if you want to do it, you can do it, but if you do it like that, you'll be severely punished by the people who make the meal.
　In other words, Samaroon had to finish all the food in front of him to follow Ray.

"Oh! I've been dumped by Samarooned you."
"Why, don't you be so stupid?" Isn't that right? I think the principal of the school specially called him to teach a mock game. He's nicknamed crimson."
"But it doesn't look so strong,"
"You can't judge a man by his appearance, do you?" It's a mistake to apply a person with a different name to him. For the most part, look at the Rank S adventurers in this country. --that's it?"
"...yes. Sorry."
"A little bit," I don't have much time to talk here! I have to get ready to go to school soon!"

　The other teachers in the cafeteria were very interested in Ray's and Samaroon's interaction, but when they had to prepare for the class, they could not keep talking and ate.





"Set?"
"Grull?"

　When Ray called to Sett in the staff stable, a familiar cry was immediately heard.
　The voice is neither particularly hungry nor sad.
　He's just happy that Ray has come to see him.
　If this is the Wheat-tei at dusk, where Ray is staying, Seto is free to go out to some extent -- but still only on the grounds of the Wheat-tei at dusk. 　
　But there are still more people who are scared than those who love Seto, who just came here yesterday.
　That's why Sett was told not to go out without permission.

"How have you been, Seto? No, it's only been one night."
"Slurrurling.

　Seto purring with delight at Ray's words.
　While patting her on the head, Ray understands that Seto is not particularly hungry.

"I think we've had enough,"
"Glu".

　give a cry of "I'm not hungry!"

"Are you going to feed the devil more than the instructor? ... Oh, it's because he's Seto."

　Were you afraid of Seto, the Gryphon, or were you shot through the heart with love?
　I don't know which one, but anyway I decided Sett wouldn't be having a hard time eating until spring.