self‐directed murder
　Ray's body was moving reflexively at the simultaneous wind noise.
　and a stick that passes where my body was, and sticks to the ground.
　When Ray sees the arrow feathers on the back of the stick, he sees that it is an arrow, and he understands that this is an attack aimed at... an assassination at assassination.
　I look in the direction where the arrow flew, where there are several military academy buildings.
　At the same time, there is a forest near the school building, and it is impossible to tell where the target came from.
　Remove the death size from the mistling and scream sharply.

"Set!"
"Gurling!"

　Responding to Ray's call, Seto, who was already lying down when the arrow hit the ground, immediately jumps out.
　All the students around him looked surprised as they headed straight for the school building.
　The students, however, are the only ones who look surprised.
　Grink, who was in charge of mock warfare with Ray, saw an arrow pierced the ground the next moment he suddenly moved.

"Are you hurt, Ray?"
"Oh, fortunately, it was the one who shot the arrow, and I knew it was the one who showed off his murder, but I never thought he would be killed in the military academy."
"I'm sorry, but I'll report this matter to the principal right away."
"Do so," ...and I'd better not have the students on my side right now. Fortunately, the students don't understand why I suddenly took out the death size. No, I might have decided that it was a punishment for the snowball fight, but... that's quite right now."

　Ray's figure in front of the arrow prevents the students from seeing the arrow stuck in the ground.
　Then it was true that Ray would only appear to have taken out his death size without any context.

"Oh, hey. That scythe... by any chance, that's..."
"Oh, magic item called crimson."
"But why all of a sudden did you use such a weapon?"
"Team C is dead."
"No, I haven't decided on the last place yet. Why?"
"You're lying, aren't you? ... Hey, do you really have to fight that Ray? Uh, did you have a vicious scythe?"
"Huh? Huh? There's no Gryphon. Where did it go?"
"Didn't you see it? You ran towards the school building?"
"...why?"
"Now? I don't know what the Gryphon thinks,"
"Why, by any chance, the Gryphon is attacking the students, or something like that?"

　Ray turns to Grink, listening to the students talking to their neighbors.

"Thanks to the concentration on the snowball fight, the arrows have not yet been noticed. Can I ask you?"
"Yes, at once," ...and what will Mr. Ray do?"
"We'd better collect the arrow here for now, wouldn't you? You'll need to bring it as evidence to Erinde in the dean's office later. We may be able to draw some information from the arrow."

　Although it looked like an arrow to Ray, there was a plan that he might be able to obtain some information from the making of arrows, arrowheads, and arrow feathers.
　However, this is a prediction from a simple assumption that he would be familiar with archery because he was an elf.

(And I'm not that conscious, but I'm in the position of being protected by the troubles of the royal faction. In other words, I was attacked at the place where I was protected...Are you on the royal side after all? I've lost face, and as a result, a storm of discipline is raging.)

　Greinck opens his mouth in place of Ray, as the students are paying attention.

Everyone, thank you for your hard work in today' Originally, we were going to punish the last-place team, but both Ray and I have a little business to do after this, so please finish the class as it is today."
"Wow!"

　Team B and Team C, who, of course, could have finished last in the snowball fight, screamed with joy at Grink's words.
　The other students had mixed faces against the two teams.
　The expression of envy, cunning, and good is probably because they understand the harsh punishment they might have received.
　Other students, including Team B and Team C, have a feeling of relief... but Ray opens his mouth as if to break it.

"As for punishment, it's only a temporary suspension." Be prepared for the next class, as I'll punish one or both... or both. Then break up."

　The students of Team B and Team C, who have understood the feeling of hell from heaven, return to the school building with dark expressions on their faces.
　Some of the students seemed to have a slight doubt about Ray and Grink's appearance, but they still made their way to the school building without saying anything special.
　Some people seemed particularly concerned about Seto's appearance, but in the end it was speechless.
　If I had to say something here, Ray would have made it worse... he would have been trained as hard as Team B and Team C, and he would have wanted to warm up as soon as possible because it was snowing and cold.
　Even if you train yourself on a daily basis at the military academy, cold things are cold.

"... you've gone,"
"Yes,"

　Ray and Grink confirm that all the students are back in the school building, and then turn to the arrow that sticks to the ground.
　The area around the arrow, which penetrates through the accumulated snow and sticks to the ground, is tinged purple.
　It would be obvious that the stabbing was not just an arrow, but some kind of poison.

"I'm glad the students didn't see me... Ray, you're safe."
"Oh, that's the instant thing. Besides, it's probably because of the snow that makes purple so intense. It's only snow that poison easily seeps into it."
"I suppose you are, however, using such a powerful poison as this."

　Grink looks anxiously at Ray.
　He looked stern, but strangely, Ray's worried expression seemed to be serious.

(No, I don't think he really cares about me, because he'said he.

　Ray muttered to himself, but he didn't look so serious even though he was being targeted with a poison arrow because he believed in his tolerance to poison.

"Anyway, it's no use staying here. I wish Seto had been able to catch the assassin... and that's not going to work, either."

　Beyond Ray's gaze was Seto's plodding towards him, which he deserved to describe as a shrugging.
　Storing an arrow in the ground in a mistling, he pats his head to encourage Seto.

"Don't worry," He attacks me in this kind of place. Of course you prepared some means of escape in advance. Don't let Seto's nose follow you."
"... a Gryphon, and you can almost imagine that he will have sharp senses."

　Grink also tells Sett encouragingly.
　Although Grink did not stroke Seto like Ray did.
　It's not that they're afraid, but they probably don't like that kind of course.

"I'm going to see the principal... Set, what about you?""Glu?"

　a set with a tilt of one's head

"You either come to the school where the principal's office is, or you go back to the stable." ... because you can't let them act freely here, when they haven't been fully informed of course. I don't think it'said he.
"Grullllllwow.

　Don't worry, shake your head, and Seto rubs his face against Ray.

"I'm sorry. ... So what do you do? If you come to the school building where the dean's office is located, you'll have to wait out of sight."
"Gruly!"

　a set telling one that one will do so
　For Seto, someone aimed at his favorite Ray.
　Being aware of it, Seto wanted to be as close to Ray as possible.
　To protect Ray at any time, no matter what.
　It was natural for Seto to want to protect his beloved Ray in so many ways, though he thought he knew better than anyone else in the world.
　He rubs his face against Ray again to let him know how he feels.
　You must have understood Seth's feelings. Ray smiles happily and caresses Seto's head many times.

"Then shall we go?"

　Ray nods to Grink's words as he sees one of them.

"Well, if we kill time here, we'll only give the enemy time."

　Fortunately, it was not his profession to shoot arrows in this attack...or he could avoid arrows with some leeway.
　However, it was not possible to secure the assailant, though it may not have been the price.
　What kind of future does this lead to? Feeling a little uneasy about it, Ray, Grink and Sett head to the school building where the school principal's office is located.

(And given the fact that the principal is using birds to look around the school, perhaps there are some clues.)

　with such little hope





"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...

　Men breathe hard.
　I wouldn't have attracted other people's attention because there was no one around me, but if I had someone here, I would have to wonder what had happened to his breathlessness.
　Still, after a few minutes of heavy breathing, you can finally afford to think.

"d*mn it, I'm sure you weren't paying attention here. But how can you avoid my arrow in that situation!? d*mn it, d*mned it, even used heaven's tears... that monster!"

　trample down the wizards on the floor in frustration
　If I had lurked where the arrow had been shot, I'd definitely have been caught.
　It was evident by the sight of the Gryphon heading straight to his place.
　If he had been a little slow in using metastases, he would have definitely been dragged out in front of Ray by now.

"I have to get rid of him somehow, but what do I do with the Gryphon on his guard?"

　I manage to calm my irritation and take a deep breath.
　As you breathe in, exhale, exhale, exhale... and then the irritation subsides, and you can finally think about the following.

"Well, it was a pity that I couldn't kill my big enemy Ray this time, but I survived this way. I can't give up so easily here in order to respond to the kindness of the guy who leaked his information. ... well, yes. I'm sure it is. I can do it. I can do it for sure. with the protection of the Holy Goddess of Light."

　He looked again at the bow in his hand, and at the same time he took a small bottle out of his pocket.
　The poison on the arrowhead was a very powerful poison called heavenly tears, and he was convinced that he would win if he were to inflict a scratch on him.
　Men have been told that it is a poison created by the power of the goddess of light, and that it is not something that can be easily used in nature.
　This time the enemy of their faith... it was also a gift given by the priest because it was used against a person who was described as a great enemy.

"But... that's why I failed to give divine punishment to my great enemy... perhaps because I didn't have enough faith." d*mn it! ... but that's not it. Quite a few believers of the Holy Light religion lurk here. I didn't think it would be helpful to go underground because of the repression that I had been subjected to since last year."

　The man tells himself that there is still more to come.
　The voice reverberates through the dark room, focusing more on the man.

"I'll kill my great enemy. I'll be sure to kill him. kill (him) with this hand With the power of my faith, I'm sure I'll never be able to get rid of a notorious adventurer. God's Punishment... No, God's Punishment. Deep red, you will know the mercy of the great goddess of light in your regrets."

　grip a bottle gently
　For a man, the bottle is poison, not poison.
　It's a blessing from God, and it's a sign that you're being watched by the goddess of light.

"All under the mercy of the Holy Goddess of Light,"