"Hmm. Is this arrow to Ray...?"

　Erinde picks up an arrow on his desk and asks the two figures... Ray and Grink.
　the two nodding to the question

"Yes, it was Ray who avoided it, but at that rate it was shot by someone who was not conscious of it at all." If I had been targeted, I would definitely have eaten it."
"And if you get a blow, that's it." If you consider the effectiveness of this poison, even a scratch can be fatal."
"Do you know what the poison is!"

　Ray came to the principal's office for clues, but he never expected to get information so quickly.
　ask Erinde in astonishment

"Yes. This poison is called Heaven's Tears. The main ingredient is the blood of the basilisk. It's a poison made by mixing magical powers, poisonous herbs, and monster materials. He who uses this poison, as the name suggests, suffers so hard that heaven sheds tears of sympathy that he suffers three days and three nights, and then he dies."
"...what a delightful poison!" I didn't expect you to aim at me with such poison."

　Ray probably didn't think it was such a deadly poison. turn one's eyes back to the arrow Erinde has.

"Is it so easy to get such a deadly poison in Gracial? ... it was a much more dangerous place than I had expected."
"Why not!"

　Erinde exclaims that she doesn't want her city to be misinterpreted.
　Surprised by Erinde's unusual behavior, Ray opens his mouth again.

"Then why is it so poisonous?"
"Can't you think of anything other than the one who is aiming for Ray? Of course, if you find out that you have such a dangerous thing on your way into Gracial, you'll be asked about it immediately. However, it is necessary to have reasonable knowledge to distinguish such things properly."
"In other words, the guard missed it."

　Erinde nods grudgingly to Ray, who simply says the result.

"That's true. Another possibility is whether the ingredients were brought in separately and prepared as poison in the glassyards, or whether there was any other means... whether there was a reason for that or not, it would be a problem if such poison were brought into the school."
"And the owner of this poisoned arrow is quick enough to escape Set."
"Set... was the devil's Gryphon of Ray?"
"Oh, Seto's five senses are sharper than ordinary animals and monsters. Especially the sense of smell."

　Exactly because of the increased sense of smell in Seto's skill, Ray is not going to bother to expose his hand.
　Besides, it's true that Seto is a high-ranking monster under normal conditions and has sharp senses.

"The man who can escape from the chase of the Gryphon... Huh? But the bow... No, I don't think so." It's too blatant for that, and I don't think I'll do such a rude thing. In the first place, use of poison..."

　Erinde muttered as if she had noticed something, but immediately denied it.
　Wondering about Erinde's condition, Ray looks at her, but she shakes her head and then opens her mouth.

"No, my acquaintance has the skill of bowing. I just short‐circuited the bow to him. Don't worry."
"...you really think that you are innocent of that idea?"
"Oh, that's for sure. He should not be in Gracial now."
"That sounds rather suspicious. Well, let's talk about the next topic. But now that we know the answer, don't we have to ask?"
"Huh? What are you talking about?"
"No, I thought you might have seen a suspicious figure, since you said you were always looking around the military academy with birds."

　Ray wanted to ask if he had ever seen a suspicious person, but he knew he couldn't expect that from his previous conversations.
　Erinde probably understood what Ray meant. return a stern nod

"Well, I was still using birds to look around the school today. That's a fact. If there was a suspicious person there, I'm sure I could find him."
"I suppose there's some kind of seed in it, considering that Sett couldn't follow him along the way."

　As he said, Ray had a vague understanding of the nature of the species was.
　It's because Seto actually used it... more precisely.
　I mean...

"The metastatic stone?"
Transition stone? I think it was a magic item made by an alchemist in the Bestian Empire. that the one who used this arrow had it?"
"Oh. You use alchemy to create that kind of poison, like heavenly tears, in the first place, I don't think it's that wrong in terms."
"...that is to say, the matter involves an alchemist, or the Empire of Bestia?"

　Erinde's words twist Ray's head.
　It was because I didn't expect the Westian Empire to touch me.
　The Third Prince's faction, which now has great power in the Vestian Empire, knows very well what Ray's power is like.
　Ray's power has helped us through the civil war... a little too much to say, but it's true that Ray's power has become a great force.
　Knowing how powerful that power was, I didn't think I was going to be hostile to Ray any longer.
　The power of Ray may be better understood by the Third Prince's faction, who saw it closely than by the people of the Kingdom of Milliana.
　If so, he couldn't have touched Ray for no particular reason.
　Not the third prince, but his father... it is not impossible that the active emperor has touched it, but I doubt that he will consider antagonizing Ray at present.

(Did you touch me because I didn't like my participation in the civil war? No, I didn't you?) It is still conceivable that someone at the Syscon would try to prevent me and Vihela from acting together in the spring.)

　When you think that far, Ray wonders if it's possible.
　But he immediately denies it.
　I don't think I can think of the folly of antagonizing myself.
　At worst, some predict that even if Mercurio makes such a decision, Theoreum will stop.
　In the first place, if you're against Ray, you'll be able to ride a set and shoot the magic of fire all you want from the air.
　Such an experience would inflict enormous damage on the Westian Empire.

(You're not going to do that, are you?)

　Grink, who had been listening to Ray and Erinde, opens his mouth, thinking that if that were the case, he would be in trouble.

"If you're an alchemist, isn't it just the Bestian Empire? The Westian Empire has recently become famous for alchemy, but originally the magical city of Ozos is more authentic." I think it is possible that it is flowing from there.""You can't deny the possibility, can you? But the metastatic stone was developed in the Westian Empire, and if we were to use it, wouldn't it not change that the Westian Empire is the greatest suspect?"

　Erinde asks, looking at the arrow on his desk, but Grink shakes his head.

"It may be the Westian Empire that developed the magic item called the transition stone. However, conversely speaking, it was only developed. Although Ozos has recently been heavily pursued by the Vestian Empire for its alchemy skills, it still has the technical accumulation that has flourished as a magical city."

　Once Grink stops talking, he continues, staring at Ray and Erinde.

"I mean, if you know there's something like that, isn't it impossible to make something like that?"
"...that's right." There's a point in what Grink says. In fact, Ozos has a long history of flourishing as a magical city. Given its history, there may be a good chance that it created something similar, as Grink said. If we could get the real thing of the metastase, Ozos would certainly be able to make it."

　Ray breathes a faint sigh of relief at Erinde's words, beating his desk with his fingertips.
　For Ray, the Empire of Bestia is no longer just a complete enemy.
　I've become increasingly acquainted with people, and if possible, I don't want to fight against them.
　Of course they will intercept us if they attack us from over there.
　No matter what happens, I don't like the act of being attacked unilaterally.

"And yet...Is it Ozos? I've never been there."
"Oh? What about Ray, who likes magic items? There are many magic items in Ozos. Alchemy is developing, and research on magic is underway to suit the name of the magical city. I think you should go there at least once."
"...isn't Samaroon better than me when it comes to magic research?"
"Ah... in his case, if he's not good at it, he's not going to come back to Ozos. He seems to be hesitating, even though he is interested in it. For some reason, he must be attached to this country, where he was born."

　After hearing Erinde's words, Ray wonders.
　Samaroon's enthusiasm for magic is remarkable.
　That's enough to make me wonder if it's half runaway.
　That's why I doubt going to a place called a magical city.
　It was Ray's feeling when he saw Samaroon that he could throw it away as easily as his hometown.

"At any rate, I can't leave this matter alone." No, on the contrary, it would be impossible to clean up inside the military academy. Ray is a guest whom the Duke of Quent invited to his estate. Now that the visitor is about to be harmed, we must inform the Duke of Quent."

　While telling Ray so, Erinde's expression has something to worry about.
　Erinde, in his capacity as principal of the school, would preferably have done to the Duke of Quent... no, he did not wish to have any trouble with his friend, Ronald.
　The duchess and the elves were of different races and status, but the friendship there was definitely true.
　Erinde naturally understands that the friend is very busy now.
　It was the man in front of Erinde who caused the business.

"I suppose that Mr. Ray had not yet met the Duke of Quent?"
"Huh? Oh, actually, the day after I came here, I was supposed to... but I guess I'm busy with a lot of things. And I don't really like formal things either."
"…I suppose so." In that light, Lord Ray and the Duke of Quent may not be compatible. However, although he is strict in manners, he is not a bad person at all. I'll assure you there."
"That sounds like asking me to see the Duke of Quent?"
"Yes, I think we'd better meet once when we talk about this."

　Ray's eyebrows are slightly frowned upon by the unexpected words that come out of Erinde's mouth.
　For Ray, who doesn't have a very good impression of being a nobleman, I hope the day will come when he can get on with his story and return to Guilm in spring. That's because I thought so.
　Even if we meet, we'll be around Marka where we can have easy access to each other.

"I know Mr. Ray doesn't feel very good about the aristocracy, but why don't you meet him without such prejudices?"

　Grink, who had been watching the flow of the story without speaking, also approaches Ray.

"... as I said, I have little manners towards the nobles, and I think it would certainly be a stir if I met the Duke of Quent, an important figure in the royal family."
"Mr. Ray is particular about it, too. ...that's all right. Then let's do this. The Duke of Quent may meet with Mr. Ray without regard for decency. If I say so, will you see me?"

　At Erinde's words, Ray thought a little... and nodded.

"All right. Do it for me. However, as I've said many times, I don't really want to get involved in the aristocracy. If you understand it properly, and you don't care about manners, I'll see you, too."
"Well, I've taken my word,"

　Erinde says so with a smile on Ray's words, if there is any chance of winning.
　...the miscalculation of Ray was that he did not know how close friends Erinde and the Duke of Quent were.