Ray, who was taken out of the guild by King Yingjie, was walking in the path he had been able to make in the hedge. It is a path where nature and people can split left and right so as not to stop King Yingjie leading the way to the [top of sunny weather] home.
No one shall let him stand before King Yingjie, but he shall chase him with his eyes from the side of the stop.
"I'm sorry, boy. I get unwanted attention."
"No, I don't mind at all. It doesn't mean I'm in the spotlight..."
For the first time since leaving the guild, King Yingjie and Ray exchange words briefly, with a chilling glance at the stuck crowd.
And a moment of silence.
It ended with Ray continuing his words, which could not stand the silence in the midst of popular circles.
"King Yingjie is the one who's in trouble. You can't even take a little walk, can you?
"It's tricky, you know. Even if I don't mean to, most people harden up like ice statues when they see this."
Fortunately, there are few gazes you can keep pointing at Ray.
A warring adventurer who has been accomplishing greatness for hundreds of years and a pop out rookie who has recently begun to make noise in the alley. It goes without saying which one attracts more people's attention.
King Yingjie puts his hands on his eyelids, saying it was a struggle that kept him exposed to a good number of gazes, or slightly more open-minded.
"This eye was taken by demons. The same goes for the hair color again. My hair was dyed white during a month of wandering in the labyrinth, losing one eye, no food. The numerous wounds engraved on my body remind me of what is nesting at our feet and intimidate others more than necessary"
"That's... I don't know. It will depend on who sees it. So I guess some people just have a pure respect for you with all those wounds and still diving into the labyrinth?
Because I am, Ray keeps trying to stop. That's not because I was embarrassed to say it directly, but because King Yingjie stopped and turned to Ray.
"Purely respectful...? It still looks like it to you."
"Still...? What does that mean?
"Respect can happen when a person stops walking."
King Yingjie returned only the answer in the end and moved forward again.
A moment late, Ray also followed on its back, but somehow the words came out and a spicy atmosphere flowed on the spot.
Have I said something to myself that would buy King Yingjie's unhappiness?
And where Ray scratched Polypoli and cheeks in his absence.
"Sometimes, boy. You've been blessed with good company."
"What... Oh, yeah? All those waggy moms and freaky guys are making me struggle a lot..."
Ray was slightly surprised that King Yingjie had spoken to him and made him bring a response.
"Still, you trust them. Is that why you haven't looked back once since you left the guild?
It would be a foolish question to King Yingjie whether he even has eyes on his back. Rather than making such pointless allegations, it's a prerequisite to relieve the embarrassment of being exposed from unconscious behavior.
"As it were, well, the one with the right material. That's all."
"Hmm, that's it"
"Oh, that's it, that's it"
Ray hasn't lied.
If you're negotiating with the guild chiefs, there's a guild who was in politics. What's more, if it comes with a lykud that thinks realistically about things, you must come up with a more ground-footed measure. As far as the dissemination of information is concerned, there is nothing in the way if you rely on Cecil.
Rather, there would have been little Ray could have done, even if he had stayed there.
"More than that, can I ask you one thing at the end of the story?
"I don't care what you ask me. I can't promise you I can give you back the answer you want..."
"No, it's not that hard. I was just wondering..."
Having successfully switched the course of the story, Ray skips the question to King Yingjie.
"Why did you just throw it off like that? As for comrades, it seems like a cold treatment."
It was a reference to what King Yingjie said to Baroque, who tried to hold King Yingjie back there.
"Hmm... the answer is the same as yours. I trust them too. Above all, I don't feel the need for them, who are already alone, for me to speak out from the side. They just have to act as they see fit, under their thoughts. I will, too."
"I see..."
Looking cold, King Yingjie was just tolerant of other people's thoughts. It's also against me.
Ray felt like someone who painted an image of the adventurer in him.
"So King Yingjie really doesn't do anything?
"So far... if I move, it won't suppress the other adventurers. If you don't have to move, that's the best part."
"You're looking at yourself objectively for a long time. I'm really bad at that kind of thing, and I'm bothered by a little bit of a miscalculation with my surroundings... you know what the trick is?
"… it is important to look at oneself objectively, but in many cases over-thinking results in a solidified thought of oneself. Just admit what you were told."
To sum up, do you want me to admit what I've been told from around you repeatedly? But I don't remember being told anything busy about the trouble.
... is that the only guy who isn't busy, objectively?
"Sounds like it's still a little hard for me..."
Ray wasn't likely to have enough weight to honestly accept that yet. At least, there is no such thing as arguing for the influence I have over the world as King Yingjie.
And you're not scared of me.
"I'm still talking pretty nervous about this, for once."
"Doesn't look very..."
From Ray, who openly joins hands over his head, I can't feel the kind of tension. He said he was nervous...
"I think the most important thing in competing is reciprocity. It's funny because it's reciprocal, and it burns."
But that's the hard part. For example, if it were said that the [top of the sunny sky], which had been built in the land for a long time, and the [handbook of the seven colors], which had just been made the other day, were truly equivalent, it would not be so. The power, the visibility, the back shield, it's all up there. It is a previous issue to compete with.
But only the attitude of challenging the labyrinth is reciprocal. At least that's what Ray wants.
"Let's agree to that. Seems like a battle has been decided before competing, that's not to say competing"
"Oh. So I want to be on par with you"
Humble, etc. It is synonymous with abandoning a battle from the beginning.
Sooner than anyone else, dominate the labyrinth. The dream isn't just for Ray. It's a dream for all of us. So, as the head of the clan, Ray has to be on par with King Yingjie.
"If you think it's a busy bounce, you can follow the rules here. I'll take it all and stand."
Ray was ready and said so.
If I tell you, this situation is no different than selling fights to the strongest clans in the world. I don't think it's going to be easy to rub right away, but there's no way I'm prepared to say anything.
"Hmm... I'm ready, but don't agree"
"Is that... you want to say that it's far from reciprocal?
"No, because I just heard what the individual meant and there's nothing I can do about it. Didn't think you could attack the labyrinth by yourself?
Ray showed readiness. He said he would take it all and stand.
But in other words, it's the same thing Ray says as an individual that he will stand.
"You have feelings for companionship and an adventurer in you. What underlies it is the fear of loss and longing for the Father?
"... what are you trying to say? You think I'm freaking out?
"Being timid is a virtue. You don't have to be ashamed of that. So do I. Always afraid of it"
When I heard that, Ray was a little surprised. Because in his admiration he was an elephant brave and courageous adventurer who didn't feel that way.
But that's just an ideal image. Is there someone who doesn't feel the fear of losing his people? No, I'm not. Even with centuries of careers, that fear never changes.
If you think about it, that's natural, Ray's ideal image isn't like an adventurer who doesn't think of his people as companions. So I was surprised to find myself far from a king who refused if he was disappointed with King Yingjie, but still doesn't decorate himself a bit.
By analogy, it's a surprise when you find out that a distant being is one person no different from you, like when you discover the same thing in common with yourself in an entertainer on TV.
"But then you're just like me."
"No, you're afraid ahead now. Perhaps you have some anxiety. [M] So I can't take another step. But that shouldn't happen. Because there is no better option to stay out of this than to challenge the labyrinth as a clan."
More than was discerned, Ray lost his word knowing that King Yingjie was prepared to challenge the labyrinth differently than he was.
Be prepared to get involved, not get involved. Even though my mouth says I'll let you get involved, the fruit hasn't been accompanied by the contents yet.
If you look inside yourself, you do have a feeling you just point that out.
"If you can get rid of it and say you're going to stand as a clan, I'm not dissatisfied with being challenged. But now as an individual, let me take that challenge."
Pong gently rubbed his shoulder, King Yingjie said Ray's heart itself received.
"If you carry too much, you'll be bothered by shoulder stiffness when you get older. Like me right now."
"Like some grandfather like that..."
To King Yingjie, who made him play, this time the image was about to collapse on the worse, and Ray looked subtle.
"I live long enough to know someone my age but only God or dragon. There is also a slight smell. Only the mind is still going to be active, but how long will it last..."
"I want you to say it's active for the rest of your life. As for the generation I admired for you."
"Young people are tough. Well, let's just say I intend to."
"Do that. Otherwise, one less piece of fun in this city"
"Hmm, look forward to it. What's that?
King Yingjie asked Ray.
"The process of getting over it is fun, isn't it? The bigger that is. I can enjoy every day with a wall like yours."
Right now, I'm just standing at my feet. Little by little, we're going to start going up this big wall. If that collapses along the way, it's not funny.
"The Undead seem to have raised you as a good adventurer"
"... if King Yingjie had told me so, so would my father... a little float"
"Huh... you wouldn't even think about that as much as Kakera"
For a moment, King Yingjie did not miss the shadow that fell into Ray's eyes. Though I speak of seemingly unusual things, I can't even read fine dust from that look until it's cold, that bullshit about being rewarded, etc.
However, the grid in the ray can also be read again. That must be a good thing if the dead are to be rewarded, but they haven't been stomped off in the rays yet. It's like a child who hasn't been able to leave his parents.
Either way, as long as you smile from King Yingjie. Still young. Still unfinished. Still a child.
What is happening to him when the measure of one serving is followed by the strength of one serving?
Thinking about its future, King Yingjie smiled.
"You already have what you need as an adventurer. Strength, challenging, reckless and impotent depth of thought. I'm so excited to see how that grows in this city. Tomorrow, you should talk to her. Must be good food."
"She...?
While we were talking, the Rays came to the center of the [sunny top] site. If Ray turned his face to the front, there was a qualitative building with a blue roof in white stone reminiscent of the castle. The building itself is long, both vertically and horizontally, but what stands out for the moment is the columns that pierce the sky as high as you might want from anywhere in the city, even if the building was dense - no, the tower. Its roof was equipped with only one terrace, where there was a simple roof and only one desk and chair at a time.
Between such a qualitative building and a majestic enclosure, grey and decorated cobblestones spread, and there were figures of the seekers who could cross blades on it. Between that refined movement and the emotion of seeing the battle of the world's most powerful clan members in both fame, Ray shook, and before King Yingjie turned to his face, there stood one elderly woman who looked at him with a gaze that seemed to determine.
"Is that coming back, chief?
"Oh, yeah. She's the one you wanted to see."
"Well... what's your name, boy?
I have no doubt that she, who called about King Yingjie, is a constituent of [Top of the Sunny Sky].
"It's Ray."
"Right. I call you Roana. Nice to meet you."
Is it everyday wear, a thin shirt pushed up against my big chest and I see a deep valley. However, the thickness of the arm extending from the tip of the shoulder and the size of the shoulder width are not women's. No, even a man wouldn't do this in a semi-productive way of working out.
The axe of length beyond the height borne from the shoulder to the back is large enough to stick out of the body, but from the looks of it, the destructive force seems intense. If you add her arm strength, it's extra.
"Hmm... looks like you've already introduced yourself. So, why don't we do one mock fight? That's the fastest way to get to know each other"
All of a sudden, it was Ray's second shock today, but if he was one of his people on this occasion, I'm sure he would have gotten the hard word that you wouldn't say.
"I don't mind, but suddenly it's too easy, chief? This kid's not used to that. Don't make him sober."
"Hmmm... be nice, huh?"
"No, I don't mind. Fighting and knowing each other is a pretty favorite development."
"Oh... boy. It's too late for that."
Ha ha, I'm sorry to exhale a larger sigh, Roana. But soon she squeezed her attention and flickered her sharp gaze, laughing that Ray was just a first-degree explorer belonging to the [top of sunny weather], pulling an iron sword down from her waist.
"... boy, don't you want to skip your back score?
"Well, I'm trying not to lose it."
"Well, just no intention."
Was that a provocation, Roana setting up Ray who reacted with Pickle? He doesn't want to see how things are going. I don't know if that was just a mock fight or a lick of Ray, but Roana leaped out of spite and fleshed to Ray all at once.
"Let me do a little hand-checking first. Neh!
Roana, pulling out her prey on the brink, waved down the Battleax with the momentum of the assault. When Ray receives it lightly with his sword, he cleverly also uses knee flexion to sink in while diverting his power to the side, pulling the sword and at the same time shooting at his belly with that pattern. but Roana, who shot it off with her elbow, turns a circle and wrist, treats the giant axe like a thin spear and pursues it.
"Pretty good, kid."
"That way."
While they skipped gently praise each other, Ray was avoiding the attack of a giant axe spinning just with his body twitching. Roana, on the other hand, gradually raises the gear as that ray moves.
"This one's a little hard to do."
That's what I said, Roana, who hid the axe on her back. At the next moment, as pinched from left to right, the blades of both axes split into two parts and struck Ray.
"That's what it feels like!
Comma seconds.
Ray instantly pulled the spare sword out of the deployed storage space, trying to cross his arms, and took the attack. But the blow carried out from its forged flesh, on top of a less powerful system, is uninterrupted and heavy. To be sandwiched from left to right, a blade came into contact with Ray's shoulder and the pressure increased further. But... I don't eat in.
"This is amazing. Wouldn't you be bleeding?"
"Hate and blunt blades don't cut my body."
Ray's tremendous defense, once shown in the Battle of Dikuld, was still alive and well. No, you can say we've evolved further. Even if the demon costume is removed, the flesh, now aided by skill, is about to approach the hardness of the ore, making Ray scratch is a tricky move. At least you won't be able to bear one scratch with a blunt sword that crushed a blade for interpersonal use.
"Well, then we'll have to smash it."
Roana pulled her arm and raised her right arm heavenly high. Are you willing to smash it as declared, with so much strength in your arms that your muscles float. Ray, on the other hand, crosses the two swords and shows them the structure as if to take it.
"You're an idiot"
That was a mockery of Ray trying to take it from the front - no, that was a derogatory misreading of Ray.
Roana's figure stretched sideways the moment the axe swung down so forcefully that there was no doubt about the momentum and Ray went straight up to take it.
"Huh 8265; huh"
Ray stunned for a moment. Hardly captured was the Roana remnants that moved horizontally across the ground with the axe swinging down in full swing.
It reflexively borrowed the power of limit sublimation and chased it to its unusual and improbable movements.
"─ DDAAAA!
I can play a temperamental growl. The temper was awesome with a ray of marginal sublimation and felt the pressure that the sword was likely to be crushed by one blow.
But with the blade looming on the brink, there was no option to replace the boulder ray with other swords either, or to take it with a stronger demonic costume.
So the choices Ray took are really simple.
He abandoned his guard and struck out on the offense.
It may be overwhelmingly unfavourable in terms of force, but if speed alone, the limit sublimated Ray is overwhelming Roana. It is also clear from the fact that it was followed by a completely backtracked attack.
So, at the fastest, shortest, Ray pulled a spike at Roana's neck...
"─ That's it!
The pitch stops moving with each other.
With a few centimeters left on the tip of the blade and the target's neck and skull pointing the gain.
That caused the wind pressure that was born to blow through around the two of us.
"Must be a rumor. It's broken, boy."
"Unlike the way you look, you fight clever."
"Deep space is not something you can do with a piece of art."
Against Roana, who pulled his body apart, Ray also gained money in his hips and storage space.
"It was both a great fight. You got your arm up again, Roana."
"I'm not. I could have done this from the beginning."
"Right. Then it is he who has drawn Roana's strength so far that praise should be sent. Brilliant skill, immortal bird of the return."
Praised by King Yingjie, who slapped his hands gently and praised each other for their good fight, Ray rose a little, but saw that Roana did not receive praise and did not put it on the table.
"Don't take praise for it. 'Cause, like the guy said, it's true I don't have the will."
"Hmm... that's a shame. How about something sweet instead?
"I'll take that."
Immediately sparkling Ray, King Yingjie and Roana all zeroed their smiles.
"Then follow me, boy. I'll treat you to something delicious."
"Roana, my share is broiled Tuluntura, please"
"Don't do that yourself. I don't want to be near such a creep."
"Hmm... it's delicious inside..."
"I'd like to try that too."
"I'll prepare your share, then."
King Yingjie cleared his face to Ray, who is sensitive to food matters.
Roana dropped her shoulder enormously saying that this was another difficult child coming.
"I guess that just looks like a spider..."