Legend

Black rain clouds drift in the sky and the weather is not strange whenever rain falls. Langa, the city guard captain of Gilm's city, looked up at the sky depressingly as the warm air drifted all around her because there was still some heat left.

"Absolutely, it's bad weather. If you want to come down, I want you to come down."

Langa's men, who heard such words, pinch their mouths as if they were frightened.

"Even with that said, isn't the captain going to tell you that he wants it to clear up early this time when it's going to rain?

……

Was the point of being poked at by my men a star, Ranga scratching her head in the blindfold with a bitter smile on her stern face?

That's when another subordinate raises his voice abruptly from what he's been talking about with Ranga.

"Captain, I found the carriage. I'm coming this way."

"Well, that's unusual this time of year. I don't think you're a bandit. Do you recognize him?

The current time is about a little after noon after this afternoon. In a few more hours or so, it will be time for a large number of adventurers who have finished their requests, as well as merchants and travellers who want to enter the city of Gilm before it gets dark and the monsters attack them, but it is basically unusual for someone to come during this time frame.

Well, even though it's rare, about a few people come every day.

"My lord... uh, you've certainly seen it. I'm an adventurer who used to be in the city of Gilm. It's just that I've been going to the dungeon lately."

"Oh, I see. Wouldn't it be so strange to be here at this hour if you were from the dungeon?... With that said, what happened to the story of a merchant squad headed for the dungeon or leaving from the dungeon being attacked?

"You don't hear it here these days. Um... see, an adventurer who could follow Griffon, who is in charge of the captain. Did I say Ray or something? Since he left with some aristocratic people, the damage has been almost..."

Langa turns her gaze to the appearance of some flashy subordinate.

"What's wrong with you?

"We just talked, aristocratic carriage. Wasn't that that carriage?

At the end of my men's gaze is the carriage I discovered this way. It's still a carriage quite far away, but it's not even that hard to confirm that carriage if you try to make it a langa guarding this Guild gate as a guard.

But it's a different story to be able to find a carriage and be able to distinguish that carriage.

Not to mention that the carriage on which Elaine and the others are riding has also been granted an unobtrusive magical effect, which made it extra difficult to distinguish.

"Was I? But I don't think you were an adventurer at that time, but someone from that incredibly beautiful aristocracy."

As soon as I uttered the word beauty, I sighed with admiration as to whether most of those who were on the spot had put Elaine's figure in their brains.

"... beauty, you were"

"Oh, she was a beauty on a level you can't see in this city."

Watch as the carriage approaches, remembering the smudges and the beauty of Elaine.

"There were rumors that that beauty was a princess general... is that true?

"Um, I don't know. Sure, it's called that face, it's called with a body of saliva, it's called standing and behaving, I'd be able to convince you lightly if you told me you were a princess general... but why would such a noble nobleman bother coming to such a neighborhood?

"That's what I was going to do for the dungeon, so I guess I needed something for the dungeon."

Langa unwittingly smiles as she watches the carriage as she listens to her men.

Because of his position as captain of the Guard, Langa herself had heard the story of the arrival of the Duke of Elaine Keller, or Princess General, who had been on the subject earlier, at the Larks Border Uncle after being silenced. Even though there is no need to say anything else, it is rumor level that only a person with so much luxury will know its qualities, but it did not take that long.

"Look, both of us. Make sure that's all the futile talk because it's time for the carriage to arrive. If it's nobility in that carriage, you know what would happen if they asked you to talk like that?

"Oh, right. Excuse me."

Copy that, sir.

The carriage arrives in front of the main entrance a few minutes after letting the two waste their mouths stop. At the same time, the guards nodded satisfied that the expectations were not wrong, seeing Griffon showing up from behind the carriage.

Until he reached the main entrance of the city of Gilm, where he was alert to the assault of the enemy and bandits in a position that would be a shadow of a carriage, Seto sounds his throat gladly when he finds a familiar figure among the guards, Langa. Langa caresses its head with a smile unexpectedly at the look of it.

"Hey Seto. Long time no see. How you doin '?

"Grrrrrrrr"

While stroking Seto's head, Langa's men are receiving and checking guild cards from adventurers who are your men, and Langa also lightly knocks on the carriage. That's how the door opened and the face I saw belonged to Ray as expected.

"Hey, Mr. Ray. Apparently, you've successfully completed the request."

"Uh, well, I'm done, but you say you're safe..."

I also wondered if you rarely failed to ask for Ray's condition in the mouth cage, but when I saw Elaine coming out of the carriage, I tilted her neck gently.

I was told by Uncle Larks Borderline that Ray's request was supposed to be an escort of General Princess, and as far as I can see that the subject of that escort is not particularly injured, I was wondering if I could see that the request was successfully accomplished.

"The request itself was accomplished safely, but I lost a few party members."

Even for Ray, that's so deluded without even divulging the story that just one of Elaine's people was falling back on the Bestian Empire.

But it is true that we have lost Custe, and it is therefore unchanged that we feel bitter.

"Really? I'm sad. But Ray, you're welcome to be back safe and sound as an escort to the city of Gilm....... sorry for wasting your time. Give me your guild card."

Nod at Langa's words and give him the guild card.

As for Elaine and the others, I have the documents I received from Uncle Larks Borderline before I left, so I can go through the gate without any particular problems, so I just checked the guild cards of Ray and the adventurers I employ as your guests, and hung the devil's necklace against Seto, so I go into the city of Gilm lightly.

"So, where do I go?

Entering the city of Gilm, an adventurer hired as your master speaks so loudly into the carriage.

Initially I was frightened against Seto, a griffon, when I was hired, but I was now able to stroke Seto to the extent that I was no longer uncomfortable if I traveled with him or spent many days with him in the camp. Especially for the adventurer man that he didn't have to strain his nerves on the lookout. Normally, there's a Rank A monster named Seto. It would have been a boat to cross if I had made it a man hired as an escort that most of the monsters that hit this line were less intelligent and less busy.

To the voice of such a man, the carriage door opens and Ray shows his face.

"Go to the Lords' Hall."

"... Wow, that's noble"

If you're a normal adventurer, you don't go to the Lords' Hall that easily. It's the extent to which people like Ray get a nomination request from the lord.

I'm afraid I'm not a nobleman.

"I know, you used to get your guild card out at the gate, too. Besides, I don't feel like nobility."

"... Aristocracy?

A man squeals as he points the carriage towards the Lords' Hall.

"Oh. You know, the good growing up, the seeping atmosphere even if you shut up."

"I guess that's right"

Ray smiles bitterly at the words of your lord.

In any case, the seeping atmosphere is created by the environment in which the person grew up. For Ray, who grew up freely in a place that could be described as a rural town in the back of the mountain in Japan, but also in the northeast, it is absolutely impossible first of all for an aristocratic atmosphere to seep out like that.

"Ahhh! Seto, come on!

When you think that way inside, you suddenly hear a child like that.

Turning his gaze to those who heard voices, there several children were approaching Seto walking with the carriage to stroke their backs and give them food such as dried meat and sandwiches.

And when the voice of Seto is heard around, one or two people and the inhabitants of the city gather together while they see it.

Most of them were children, but some of them were seen as young people, adults and the elderly.

"... what is this?

The man of your lord groans suddenly.

If you try this guy, Seto is not the kind of monster who would be in a place like this if he were supposed to be. It's supposed to be a vicious, extreme monster who's not a very ordinary adventurer named Rank A Monster, but can't help it. To say so, for some reason, nearly 10 city dwellers stroke Seto with their eyes as if watching over adorable puppies and kittens.

"Oh, I knew it. I thought that might not be the case from how you reacted when you saw Seto, but you haven't been back in the city of Gilm in a while, have you?

"No, that's well, yes..."

I mean, Seto has become a mascot in this city of the Guild.

He who turns his gaze to the words of Ray, who tells him to whine, to see even the unbelievable. But there's no reason why they wouldn't believe it if they actually showed us the evidence in front of them. They turn their gaze toward the carriage, Seto, and the inhabitants of the city, and finally they turn their gaze toward Ray like they're in trouble.

"Uh, already. I know it's a mascot, but I can't move like this, so do something."

"So is that."

He nods at the words of his lord, and leaps off the carriage from the seat of his lord and walks towards Seto.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to go to the Larks Borderline Uncle Hall for a little while now, so I need you to leave Seto around. Tomorrow we should be in the city properly, so if you don't mind, tomorrow or later."

"Uh. It's been a while since I've seen Seto around the corner."

"Yeah, yeah, a little bit more, right?

"Look, Ray, I'm not going to bother you too much!

Watch out for the middle-aged women near Seto who are recruiting Ray.

"Gru."

They were disgruntled looking children, but reluctantly walk away when Seto rubbed his head as he rang.

"Brother, it's absolute! Let me play with Seto tomorrow!

"Well, I think you'll be in the usual place in the guild tomorrow, so you can do it then."

"Yeah, okay!

When answered well, the inhabitants who had gathered around Seto using it as an opportunity returned to their respective jobs.

"All right. Proceed to the Lords' Hall."

"... ooh, ooh. And Griffon is the mascot? While I've been in the dungeon for a while, this city has changed a lot."

"I'll get used to it."

"Am I supposed to get used to griffons or say that's the city of Gilm on the edge?

"At least the people in this city got used to Seto less than that after I came to this city of Gilm."

Tell that to your man, and Ray returns to the carriage.

"... sounds like you had a tough time"

Arla calls out as she manages to bite off the grin that's about to blow out, and next door Elaine is also smiling in her mouth again.

"Oh. I didn't think Seto was getting so popular either."

"I can't force that either. Seto's so nostalgic."

Elaine also interacts with Seto in one of this dungeon and is one of those people helped by their nostalgia and high abilities, so she looks somewhere satisfied and looks at Seto walking next door from the carriage window.

After a paragraph of disturbances about Seto, the carriage arrives at Uncle Larks' mansion without any particular disturbances.

"It's more like a fortress than a noble mansion, no matter how many times you look at it."

Ara squeaks unexpectedly at that bonelessness seen through the window.

Elaine nods as she agrees with her gaze toward the mansion next to it as well.

"Right. But it's not necessarily any more unforeseen than it is on the periphery. I guess that's when we need to accommodate a little more of the city's residents and cage them."

"What I thought when I lived in this city was that there was a very high degree of favor towards the residents' lords. From the standpoint of being a borderline uncle, there is only one city here, but I'm sure that's why Larks borderline uncle has worked hard to develop the city of this guilm, and the residents understand it."

Ray's words echoed into the carriage as he watched several knights come out of the mansion to pick him up.