"...what?"

　Who in the world uttered that stupid voice?
　Without knowing it, it was clear that an arrow from heaven had now stopped the deadly clash between Ray and the men who suddenly appeared.
　Arrow... It's really just an arrow.
　an ordinary arrow that is nothing more than a magic item
　However, the arrow definitely stopped the scene, which had been a touch‐and‐go situation.

"This arrow..."

　The first person to move after the arrow fell was a man in his thirties among the three tattooed men.
　He muttered to himself, looking at an arrow separating them from Ray.

"Huh? Do you know?"
"Yes. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . This kind of battlefield with a lot of hiding places is what he is best at. Of course, I won't say that I'll lose even if I fight like this. Instead, there is a possibility that this part will disappear."

　A man in his thirties responds to the old man's words, and a man in his twenties nods in agreement.

"Well, I agree to leave here once. If he came out, should we wait a little longer for divine punishment on crimson? If they are the two of them, releasing the stigma does not guarantee divine punishment."
"Well, that's right. He's a man who, though he hasn't let go of Stigma, stands up at once after a blow from his master. Is it troublesome to deal with such a man and a bow at the same time? Then... let's step back here."

　The moment the old man says so, a strong light is generated around him, blocking the view of those present.

"Let's let him go!"

　Determined that his opponent is going to retreat, Ray immediately closes his eyes, takes a spear out of the mistling, and throws it quickly.
　As usual, it is not possible to throw in a perfect position with a twist on the body, but the spear released from Ray's hand disappears straight into the light.
　Then the light which had been shining so hard on the surroundings went out... what I saw with my open eyes was the sight of a spear that I had thrown against the wall.
　But it didn't seem that he missed it without being able to do anything, and a few drops of blood were spilled on the ground where the spear would have passed.

"…You let him escape after all?" and if things go well, I'll sew it on to the wall."

　He struck his tongue, approached the spear-piercing wall, reached out to the handle, and frowned at once.
　It's only natural that the spot broke the moment I gripped the handle.
　However, what Ray uses as a throwing spear is such a spear that most of the time seems to have a missing ear tip.
　A disposable spear because it can be broken at any time.
　Of course, there are many ordinary spears, but this time it was such a fragile spear.
　Still, Ray manages to calm himself down and turns his gaze to Erland, saying that he was not unilaterally attacked and that he succeeded in getting someone else to bleed.
　But Erland and his guards still seem to be unable to recover from the overwhelming presence and shock they received from the three men who all showed themselves to be, as if time had stopped.
　Some of the assassins fighting here had been crushed in a spiritual sense, as was the case with Eland and even his guards, who had some skill.
　A glance around him eventually stopped Ray's gaze, an arrow stuck to the ground.
　Ray had an abominable and mixed feeling about the arrow.
　It's true that he put a damper on the fight when he was about to fight back, but it's also true that he was damaged by the attack of a man in his twenties.
　He approached Ray without notice and attacked him.
　I knew he was not a man of ordinary skill, but at least three of them had that strength. ...or it's only those who have the ability to approach Ray without noticing him.
　It will be difficult to fight alone against someone who has that much power... and even if you're asked if you can fight and win under the yoke of Eland.

(I don't want to say no, but... I'm sure I'll still have a hard time. It was a short battle, but you can see it as having the ability of a Rank A adventurer. Is there three of you who are three of them like that? ...what would it have been like to have Seto?)

　If you think that Seto could have followed the three who had withdrawn with his sense of smell, you would have done a pretty good job.

"And, yes... whose work was this arrow after all?"

　mutter and look at an arrow again
　For Ray, who has been targeted by the poisoned arrow of Heaven's tears, he doesn't have much good memories of arrows.
　I noticed something very strange.
　An arrow stuck in the ground has no inclination whatsoever.
　It's as if an arrow had fallen straight from above.
　Ray looked up at the sky, but of course no one was there.
　In other words, the person who shot the arrow shot the arrow directly upward, and the arrow that flew in the mountains fell straight without changing its angle.
　Moreover, considering that it was not within sight of Ray, from a very long distance.

"You said it was a bow," ...who is it?"

　As soon as Ray mutters, Erland turns a disbelieving glance at Ray.
　Until a moment ago, he must have been completely immovable, but... that's probably how unexpected the words that came out of Ray's mouth were.

"You don't know!"
"Huh? What?"
"So, my bow... Mr. Sardart!"
"Sardart?"

　At a familiar name Ray closes his eyes as if to remember something... he immediately recalls the name.

"Are you a Rank S adventurer from the Kingdom of Milliana?"
"Yes, Mr. Sardart of the bow. I thought it was an exaggerated rumour, but it seems to me that it was not wrong at all this time."

　Ray has a subtle expression on his face when he says something out of Eland's mouth.
　No, I appreciate the owner of this arrow, but I also felt that he had obstructed me in the fight.
　I wouldn't bother to say it out loud, though.
　That's why we intentionally change the subject.

"From how far away can you... see the surroundings so clearly with the sense of Eland?"

　I know that the person in front of Ray is a two-year S class.
　But it's also true that that's all that matters.
　As far as the ability of the third and fourth year S class students is concerned, they shouldn't be by far the best.
　In fact, when Ray first caught up with Erland, he looked frightened against the four assassins.

"That's..."

　You must understand that you are not good enough. Erland, somewhat dissatisfied, goes silent.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to dent you that much. Besides, what you're saying is never wrong."

　Ray continues, looking from Erland to an arrow stuck in the ground.

"Looks like this, and my senses are sharp. He was quite serious in the presence of those three men, but he could not understand where the arrow had come from. I noticed that an arrow was falling from heaven. Is that why it is the bow?"

　an arrow falling from heaven It would be a great threat to be shot from a distance that even Ray could not perceive.
　Even Ray can cope with the situation where he is facing the opponent called Sardart of the bow, even if the arrow falls directly above him.
　However, if an arrow is fired in the midst of a fierce battle, you will have to pay attention to it and it will be difficult to deal with it."Of course, you're a rank S Sardart. It seems that not only the arrow is dropped directly from above, but also various other archery techniques are highly skilled. It is well known that he shot through the main gate of the Graciale a thief who was about to break into the military academy."
"...what are you joking about?"

　Ray knows how far it is from the main gate to the military academy because he has actually attended it.
　In the first place, it's not a straight line because it's bent several times.
　On such a terrain, how can we imitate what Erland said?
　For the time being, Elland seems to respect Sardart, not to bother speaking out.

"More importantly, from now on..."

　Ray was going to ask, "What are you going to do?" but he knew he was approaching me, so he took a death-size stance.
　Wasn't the trio back? I thought so, but... it was Grink who eventually emerged from the alley entrance.
　A little sigh of relief at the sight of his face, Ray slows down.

"Ray? What's wrong with you? Do you mind if these people are assassins?"
"Ah! ... well, I could have run away with a bigger one."

　The words from Ray's mouth turn Grink's face into astonishment.
　We've been working together in class for a while and we've fully understood how good Ray is.
　Of course the students are inferior to the Grink. Still, I couldn't even imagine myself fighting against Ray... let alone being able to compete properly.
　Hearing that Ray is the one who escaped, the poisoned arrow that was fired at Ray in class before passes.
　When I thought about it, I saw an arrow stuck in the ground.
　Some of Eland's bodyguards used bows as weapons, but the arrows fired by the bodyguard fell instead of piercing the ground.

"An arrow again?"
"No, no. This is the arrow of the guy who helped us. Do you understand the bow?"
"What!"

　a second surprise
　No wonder. No one in this kingdom of Milliana knows the name of their country's Rank S adventurer.
　... Ray didn't know, but fortunately or unfortunately Grink didn't notice it.

"Mr. Sardart helped me? ... but there's something unusual about it." No, I don't mean to doubt Mr. Ray's story."
"Unusual? What?"
"Do you think so, Professor Grink?"

　For some reason, while leaving Ray alone, Grink and Elland looked at each other silently with expressions of understanding. 　
　It's a silent conversation because it shares some assumption.
　Ray wonders about it, but the glancing glances open his mouth as if to mislead the story.

"And these people... just like before?"
"Oh, ... just how long do you live?" That's a little bit of a question."
"Isn't it better not to kill him as much as possible if you want to find out the information?"

　When Grink says something, Ray breathes and looks up at the sky, expressing his displeasure.

"I didn't kill them," He was fighting against us before the bow came out."
"... was the man you were fighting against Ray the big shot you were talking about?"
"Oh, even though I was taken by surprise, I never thought I'd get a good blow."

　Ray says, caressing his side in the Dragon Robe.
　The pain still remains, but it must have been because the moment I thought I was attacked, I jumped and missed the shock. It's not a matter of breaking ribs.
　But it also did effective damage to Ray, who tried to kill the shock by jumping.

(Even so, divine punishment... divine punishment.) I don't think so.)

　After a moment of commotion in the labyrinthine city of Egzil, Ray passes through his mind, but before he can think of the possibility, Grink opens his mouth.

"It seems to me that there are a lot of troubles. What will Erland do for now, though I will leave them with a guard?"
"Well, then, we shall be with you." Now that we have got involved in this situation, we will need an explanation."

　It's quite different from the language used for Ray, but it's only natural to think of it as a different use for adventurers and instructors.

"All right. Then, with me. ...Mr. Ray, I'm sorry, but could you tell the principal of the school about this as soon as possible? I think he's still in the principal's office today. If Ray is here, it will be a lot of trouble for me to post-processing."
"All right, then I'll leave it to you. Also, about the other person who aimed at me..."
"Yes, I will gather as much information as I can,"

　Thus, Ray leaves the scene for a military academy.





"Hi, are you Ray? I heard you were a man, but I guess it was a lie."

　When Ray came to the principal's office, an Elf man approached him with a toothful smile.