954 Episode 0954



After finishing his last class at the military academy, Ray was dressed up and then getting into a carriage and moving through the grassier.
 By the side of the carriage, there is no sight of Seto, Ray's partner.
 Ray wanted to take Seto with him, but he couldn't be unreasonable considering where he was going.
 It seemed regrettable that Seto couldn't be with Ray, but he was able to release some stress by exercising his body in a mock battle. He quietly returned to the stable.
 ...though he probably didn't want to push Ray too hard about himself.

"It's been a long time since I've been in such a carriage,"
"Well? Does Mr. Ray use less cabs?"

 Erinde, who was sitting beside Ray in the carriage, glances curiously at the words that suddenly come out of Ray's mouth.
 Ray nods with a small smile on his face.

"If you have any business to do, it's obviously quicker to take a set." When it comes to travelling in a carriage, it's time for me to move alone, or it's time for me to move around the city."
"I envy you," and my mistress would like to ride on a set."

 Sitting across from Erinde, Marka looks enviously at Ray.
 Marca wanted to experience what it was like to fly, but of course Marca, who is also the daughter of the Duchess, would not have the chance to fly so easily.
 However, if it was as small as Marka, you could manage to load it with Seto, but Coan would hardly tolerate it.

"Would you be more of a Dragon Knight? ... In Marka's case, he's good at magic, so I think he's a flying wizard."

 That's why what Ray said was almost a joke.
 Marca opens her eyes unexpectedly at the words she utters on a whim.

"... your daughter?"

 Coan next to Marka asks with a touch of uneasiness.
 This is because I have seen Marka with this attitude several times before.
 Then there was a great uproar at such a great uproar.
 ...for example, when I went to Gilm with few of my companions.
 The Duke and Duchess of Quent have established a connection with a man named Ray, which is only a result theory.
 It used to make Koan feel very tired even though he was intoxicated by Marka.
 Koan looked toward Marka, recalling his past hardships, but he didn't seem to notice her and muttered seriously, thinking about something.
 In the carriage, with Marka at the end, there was a natural silence... and then the destination came into view.

"It's -- it's amazing,"

 It was Ray who broke such silence.
 for there was a rather large mansion at the end of his gaze.
 The biggest building I've ever seen is a castle in the imperial capital of the Westian Empire.
 It was clearly small compared to the castle, but it was the first time Ray had seen it, as it was different from the castle.
 Dusker's mansion in Gillum is quite large, but it still looks smaller than the one in front of Ray's eyes now.  It's nothing compared to the mansion that stood in the aristocratic quarter.
 That's quite natural, isn't it? The house of the Duke of Quent, and of Dusker... literally different in title from the Count of Larkus.

"Huh? Oh, it's not that big is a good thing. It's a pain to use a carriage to move from one house to another."
"... horse-drawn carriage..."

 At the remark, Ray turns his eyes to the mansion.
 Considering the size of the estate, I understand that it takes time to walk around.

"Well, if it were that big..."

 Is Ray's image like using a car to move around the site where his house stands?
 At any rate, while they were unconscious of such a mansion, the carriage proceeded and reached the gate.
 The residence of the Duke of Quent, whose gates were guarded, was one of the foremost.
 When Marka shows up, he can easily get in and eventually arrive at one of the many mansions on the property.

"Here we go, Ray. The mistress calls in her father, and the master waits in the room with the maid and Erinde! Here we go, Coan!"
"Oh, my dear lady. Wait a minute!"

 As soon as he opened the carriage, Coan chases Marka, who drove away.
 Ray and Erinde, left here, exchange glances and get out of the carriage.
 There was a maid waiting for Ray and Erinde as a matter of course.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. My name is Cammy, and I'm a maid. I have decided to take care of Ray and Erinde this time. It's a short time, but thank you very much."

 Cammy, dressed in maid clothes, is in her mid-20s. Serving the Duke and Duke of Quent, he is clean and has very good features.

"Thank you, Cammy,"

 Erinde walks away saying that she knows each other.
 Ray followed them into the building.





"Well..."

 A glance at the room guided by Cammy gives Ray an exclamation.
 The room was decorated with paintings and furniture.
 All of them are enough to please the eyes of those waiting here, and in fact Ray is fascinated by the sight.

"I suppose that the Duke of Quento cares a great deal about Ray when he is led into this room." Is it not?"

 Sitting on the sofa, Erinde turns to Cammy and asks, Cammy opens his mouth, putting his freshly brewed tea on the table with a smile.

"I was only told to entertain you two."
"Hmmm ... Ray, don't be too particular about Cammy." She looks like a former Rank B adventurer."
"Oh, it was a long time ago, and I don't think you have to be so cautious."
"Well, I'm employed by the Duke of Quent, and I don't think there's anything to worry about." Ray should be careful."

 Erinde tells him so, but Ray nods lightly without showing any particular surprise and returns to appreciating the room.
 Even in Ray's eyes, we could see that the maids who were looking after themselves were quite capable.
 Ray is not particularly hostile to the Duke of Quent, so there is a strong feeling that he will not have to be particularly vigilant.
 Cammy looks a little surprised at Ray's appearance.
 Even if you're not hostile, you'd be wary of anyone close by who's usually as good as Cammy.
 But when Ray finds out who Cammy is, there is little sign of him worrying about it.
 Of course, it's not completely indifferent, but the least consciousness is suitable. Still, I didn't pay any more attention.

(Is it because you think you can do anything about it, no matter what happens. ...even if you're in the same rank as me, it's a different place, isn't it? I was limited in reaching Rank B, and a person with a nickname who was only passing Rank B. I'm a little jealous.)

 The quiet time passes in the guest room without expressing your inner thoughts.
 About twenty minutes later, Ray notices the footsteps of several people approaching the room, and Cammy and Erinde find them late.

"I see you've come, sir. I thought it would take some more time."

 As Erinde muttered his tea on the table, the door was knocked, and after a few questions it was the Duke of Quent, Ronald Quent himself, who entered the room.Next to it is the figure of Iskeld as a bodyguard, as well as the figure of Marka and Coan.
 There were also some other signs outside the room.

(Is it only natural that the captain of the Knights themselves should be understaffed? ...or, given the matter of Stigma, that they should be escorted?)

 Ray was convinced by his own ideas, but in fact I never thought he was in Iskeld's watchful eye.
 Ray and the Duke of Quent are now on friendly terms, but Ray is considered neutral in the first place.
 In addition, Rey himself has many connections to the royal faction, so Iskeld cannot help but be wary of Rey.
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"Did you keep me waiting? Sorry, I'm a little busy."
"No, it's nothing to wait a little. So..."
"Yes, I know," It's been about two months since we've had a hard time. I've heard that the officers' school students were also inspired by your master. He also says that his skills in mock warfare have improved considerably. I called him for my own convenience, but I am grateful."

 I've heard from Marka before that Ronald was happy to be here, even though he had a stern face.
 It may be good to spend time as a nobleman that emotions are hard to express in your facial expressions, but they can be misunderstood at times like this.

"I had a lot of good experiences."

 It was by no means a follow-up to Ronald, but a genuine remark from Ray.
 Up until now, Ray has trained against Basrero, who is not completely grounded, and former squadrons who already had more than a certain level of ability.
 Compared to such men, the cadets are not as capable as the former squadron, although they have some foundation.
 It was just between Basrero and the former squadron.
 With that in mind, Ray may well wonder if he will be able to find some food in the future anyway.

"It would be a great help if you could say so. Now, let's get through with the reward at once. Your hope was flame ore, I suppose?"
"Yes. As you know, flame ore is a useful material for me, who is good at the magic and skills of fire."

 Tornado of flame, which has already become a synonym for Ray...a fire whirlwind
 Knowing this, Ronald listens to Ray and is quite honest with him.

"I have caused you a lot of trouble with my mistake this time around. As I've said before, I've paid a lot of money to cover the inconvenience. Come in."

 Ronald says so, and four men come into the room.
 They were all over two meters tall, and their bodies were well-muscled.
 Each person has a barrel about one meter high, and the barrel is placed on the floor.

"Is this all right, duke? It's a great deal of weight,
"I don't care. I don't care about this weight on him.

 The four men's representatives looked momentarily dissatisfied, perhaps because they thought their power had been underestimated.
 But he can't keep that expression on Ronald's face forever, and that expression will soon return to normal.
 They looked like that, but Ronald couldn't have missed them.
 Deciding that it's not good to leave the frustration at this rate, he calls out to Ray in front of the men.

"This is the reward for three barrels of flame ore."
"...there are four barrels?"
"Well, it's a souvenir of getting to know your lord, and it's something Marka has caused you trouble."

 Words that come out of Ronald's mouth surprise Ray.
 Originally, two barrels of flame ore should have been a reward.
 But it must have allowed the stigma to attack them, and they did not expect to receive anything but flame ore there.

"Is that all right?"
"I shall be glad to have it," ...and in the other barrel is the mine ore. Do you know that it's rather unusual?"
"...yes, of course." I didn't expect to get such a thing."

 If flame ore is an ore that contains the magic of fire, then wind and thunder ore is an ore that contains the magic of fire.
 Flame ore is an ore containing the attributes of fire and stronger flame, but magic ore containing different attributes is rarer and more widely used.

(If you get caught up in a fire whirlwind, the magic of the wind will probably make the fire whirlwind itself bigger, and even thunderstorms with the magic of thunder...) And of course, if you bring it to a blacksmith or alchemist, it can be used as a magic item. Come to think of it, I wonder what happened to using a long sword from noise as a spear. Shall I show my face when I get back to Gilmoo?

 With that in mind, Ray approaches the barrel.

"I'm glad you seem satisfied. I want you to pay it."
"Yes, thank you very much. I never thought I'd get this much."

 Returning his words to Ronald, he touches the barrel and puts it in the mistling.
 The men carrying the casks are surprised at the scene, wide-eyed, and look satisfied with Ronald's words.
 This is how the reward was handed over... the only remaining event was the farewell party that would be held.