Legend

The day after I went to the library. A little after the first bell rang, Ray's appearance was in the Adventurer's Guild. Seto naturally awaits Ray in a space for carriages outside the guild.

"Not like yesterday."

When I came to the guild yesterday, there were only a few adventurers in front of a board with a request on it, and the number of people drinking in the tavern was higher.

However, although I can't even say it's crowded right now... a significant number of people are eager to read the requests they can take at their rank by standing in front of the board.

It was an unexpected development for Ray, but it's only in the morning that the Adventurer Alliance is the busiest. Naturally if you think about it, you get a request in the morning to do it during the day and come back in the evening to receive your reward. Because that's the best time to live in the city.

Some of them specialize in night requests, but they're basically a minority.

"Hey, I'm young in that robe. Is that the guy who did Vargas and the others alone?

"What? I heard I was a guy big enough to make a big difference from Vargas?

"All I heard was a fancy lady adventurer..."

The adventurers, who saw Ray unfamiliar, listened to what he was talking about and watched the requests put on the F and G-rank boards.

That said, as for Ray, I hardly expect to request an F-rank or G-rank. In any case, it makes little sense to absorb weak demonic stones as a characteristic of Warcraft. So it was Ray's aim to order a proper demon crusade request at the request here and look for a level of demons that Ceto and Death Size could absorb skills...

"But nevertheless... well, if they say it's because it's a beginner's request, then what?"

The content of the request that comes into Ray's eyes is a request by a truly miscellaneous fish opponent, such as delivering Fangbore or Horned Rabbit meat in the G-rank, or the collection of herbs that serve as ingredients for the potion. Or materials for the anesthetic to be used in case of major injury, etc. All this was similar.

I sigh when I see such a request. Even though it was only a last-minute request, the crusade for anything geometric was too weak. More than that, Fangboree, a corner rabbit is a wildlife like a wolf that fought in the Devil's Forest together, not a demon. Basically, these requests for the G-rank are in the form of a constant request, a request for training for those who have just risen from the H-rank to the G-rank, which was originally the only request in the city.

Next, move forward to the F-rank board to see the requests that are sticking out.

This is most requests for delivery of Goblin crusades, delivery of Slime's Demon Nucleus, Poison Toad crusades and other weak Demon Beast crusades and Demon Nucleus.

"Well, at least keep it this way. When it comes to fantasy, goblins are a must."

I whine small and read the request for a goblin crusade.

Goblin crusade is a constant request in that requisition, and the crusade proof site is the right ear, with a minimum of five crusades. It says 3 copper coins per right ear and exchange.

Ray frowned unexpectedly at the low reward of asking for low rank adventurers, but 15 copper coins if you had 5 ears for me. That is, one silver coin and five copper coins. Ray's evening wheat pavilion is three silver coins a night, but that's the price because it's a fancy lodging in the city of Gilm either way. It is normal for beginners who have just signed up for the guild to stay in cheap accommodation for about 5 copper coins per night, where it is common to find someone in the same situation as yourself to party with.

Apart from strength, Ray was a far cry from the average adventurer in that sense.

Peel off the paper for the Goblin Crusade request and take it to the receptionist at Ponytail who spoke to me when I first came to this guild.

Some of the adventurers around him looked surprised and watched. I guess it was surprising that the request received was a goblin exorcism close to the bottom among the monsters when it came to being able to cross four Rank D adventurers over to their opponents. He never thought he'd chosen it for the cheap reason that, speaking of fantasy, goblins.

However, since it is almost certain that no level of Demon Stone can be obtained for Ceto or Death Size to grow in any of the F- or G-rank monster opponents, it is not particularly incorrect to make that decision.

"Goblin."

A demon of a ghost tribe with the back length of a person's children. She has green skin and has a short corner on her forehead. Very weak if seen as an individual, only strong enough to easily defeat those who are used to fighting even the average person. But basically I have the habit of herding and prefer to act in a bunch of pieces. There are also a few who are naive but intelligent and armed with weapons they have picked up or stolen.

Pass the requested paper to the receptionist while extracting Goblin information from Zepile's knowledge.

"Is it a goblin exorcism? With the strength of Mr. Ray, there will be no problem first, but please be careful not to be alarmed."

"Oh so it's a goblin place..."

"If that's the case, it basically looks like it's going to sink into the woods along the streets of the city of Gilm. Recently, there have been mass attacks on merchants and travelers heading to the city of Gilm."

"Does Goblin have that much intelligence?

"No, not normally. So maybe a rare species is born"

A rare species is an individual born as a kind of mutation. In the case of rare species, they boast a higher ability than the monsters of the predominantly original species, and the rank of the monsters they publish in the Alliance rises by one level. In other words, in this case, the goblin rank is F, so the rare species becomes a monster equivalent to the E rank.

Ask the receptionist to accept the request and get out of the guild.

It was Zeppyre's knowledge, which had recently lost credibility, but just as the fantasy classic Goblin seemed to exist thousands of years before Zeppyre was alive, it was able to draw knowledge without any particular problems.

"Gru."

Seto, who found Ray coming out of the guild, rises up with a delightful throat.

Seeing it, the passers-by around him stood up. Seeing Seto breathlessly leaves behind or early enough, Seto ignores that and approaches Ray and rubs his head against him.

"Grrrrrrrr"

"I'm sorry. Then let's go."

"Grr!"

Seto responds by ringing to Ray's words. With Seto like that, he walked down the main street to the gate.

"Hey, it's been a day. That's all you've been doing."

Langa, who was by the gate, sounds like she's going to see Ray and Seto.

Active, and only one thing that comes to mind with Vargas is Ray unintentionally takes the Adventurer card out of Mystering and shows it to Langa with a bitter smile.

"Let me tell you something, I was tangled up by a fool, so I just took care of it."

"... I hear you not only took possession money, but also weapons?

"Oh. Whatever you do, it's all property you bet on. Naturally."

Then he takes off the obedient devil's neck hanging on Seto's neck and gives it to Langa.

"Poor thing... the eagle claw faces went through here a while ago with a weapon a few steps below usual"

Ray felt surprised when he heard Langa shook his head.

(It's about those guys, so I thought I'd get the hell out of the city of Gilm... he's got more guts than I thought)

"No problem," he said. Then be careful... well, you have this griffon, so unless it's too much to worry about, I guess. "

"Well. Bye, Seto. Let's start with the sky."

"Gru."

As he crosses into Seto's back, he wings his big wings with a few meters of help, and ascends over his buttocks the langa that is dropping him off.

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

A short distance from the city of Gilm, Seto rings high as if to exude stress. Ray thinks inside as he strokes that back.

(Come to think of it, Seto hasn't been around long since he was born. Even if you were born with warcraft and specialty, if you're a few days old and you're stuck in an inn stables, you'll be stressed out.)

When Ray went out, he walked out of the stables, but the living conditions, such as those who saw themselves and feared them and the inability to fly in the narrow streets, placed less stress on Seto.

Starting tomorrow, I'll think about what I can do to get out of the city if I get the request, Ray.

The original purpose of Ray is to grow Ceto and Death Size, and to do so, it is not necessary to become an adventurer. However, the Alliance always has information gathered, and requests for high rank monster crusades, etc., may also be posted. That's very useful information for Ray, and it's a request. However, I cannot accept a request to crusade a high-ranking monster in the current G-rank. Given that, the purpose of the status quo would be to increase the rank at all by taking a request.

While I'm thinking about that, I can see the woods along the streets I hear from the guild receptionist under my eyes. Regular travellers and adventurers said it would take hours to get to this forest, but Ray on Ceto had arrived just over a decade after leaving the city of Gilm. That's just Griffon's...... no, Seto's level of mobility was obvious.

"Seto, can you see the monster?

"Gru."

Seto shakes his neck left and right as he flies through the sky. From Ray's eyes it is the forest that is spreading down, hidden in the trees and the state of the forest is blocked.

"It would have been quick if I could have ambushed you from above if I could... how about this? Seto, get off the ground."

"Grr!"

Is it something like the glyphon with the lower body of a lion that landed on the ground with grace that sounded short on Ray's voice and fluttered while adjusting with its wings?

Near the landing site there seemed to be several travellers, adventurers and merchants, but Ray's eyes could see Seto coming down and running at full speed to the city of Gilm.

(... he probably said he saw Griffon at the gate or something and would ask around Langa about the situation)

While bitterly laughing at the increase in Langa's work, he immediately switches consciousness to explore the state of the forest.

"You don't know it's coming from here for a second. Seto, why don't you go inside the woods?"

"Gru."

Seto makes the roar of consent and goes straight into the woods.

If it's supposed to be, let it be Ray, let it be Seto, it's where you don't like to fight in the woods. But in this case, the goblin is the opponent, so he decides he doesn't have to get so nervous and goes into the back of the woods.

And about an hour after I went into the woods. Seto, who was abruptly walking in front of Ray, stopped moving.

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

I look around to be vigilant about something, but that's just what the forest along the street means. When I come in so far back, there are trees with quite thick trunks, blocking the sun's rays with branches and leaves, and the surroundings are dim when I say it's still daytime. Besides, Ray didn't feel it thanks to his dragon robe, but the surrounding temperatures were pretty high, and a normal adventurer would have gained more fatigue from that heat and sweat.

"Grr!"

In such a situation, a short barking ceto activates the water polo and shoots it straight into the bush covered with grass.

And the next moment.

"Gih!"

A deafening scream was heard from the bushes, and nearly 20 goblins appeared.