Legend

"Ray, huh?

As usual, two men show up before Ray and Seto, who left the inn and tried to make their way to the guild. Or no. They ask.

In the tone of confirmation, there was a ray of certainty in the men's eyes that Ray was the person of their purpose.

You can't be wrong because you're an adventurer with a griffon.

Griffon ceto eating skewers while getting used to the back of his throat in a good mood. Ray nods to two people who are trying to distract themselves from such a ceto.

"Oh."

Confirming that Ray nodded, each of the two opens his mouth again with some kind of conversation with his gaze.

"Mr. Bornter from the Azotto Chamber of Commerce is here to see you. Follow me."

You must be a leader, a warrior in his 30s tells you so...

"Say no."

Ray tells him so without going astray.

"Become!?

Exactly. Was that unexpected response, guys?

That would be so. The men are hired by some of the best merchants in the city of Gilm, or even the chief arms dealer. Regardless of whether this is a normal city or not, there are naturally many adventurers in this city of Gilm, which is a periphery. And that's why there are so many weapons stores for those adventurers to use. I didn't think I'd say no to a call from such a person without saying yes or no.

"That's all you got to do, huh? Then I'll let you go."

When Ray saw the men's movements stopped in his unexpected response, he passed by that side with Seto...

"Wait! You, do you know who Mr. Volnter is!?

"Oh, you said it yourself at the Azotto Chamber of Commerce."

"That's right! Then you know what would happen if you refused to call me from someone like that!?

"That being said. I was summoned yesterday to the aristocratic city, but the gatekeeper drove me back. Why do you have to answer his calls so many times?"

"... what?

Men flattered by Ray's words. To that appearance, he leaves the men on the spot with Seto grinning half as expected and inside. But...

"Wait. This is definitely a mess. I made a rude imitation by calling it in. Sorry."

Watching a man in leadership bow his head deeply just couldn't be ignored as he was.

(... That was a little unexpected. I thought it was the type of rumor I heard, make it the Azotto Chamber of Commerce, turn it into a Volnter, wear its privileged status as a kasaa and force myself through my demands)

Stop, one unintentional sigh. Now if it was coming out of high pressure again, it would have been on its way to the Alliance, ignoring it or not. Ray would be worse off no matter what he sees if he left a man here wearing high quality gear to see it too, much older than himself.

"Hey, Mr. Galahat. Nothing. You don't have to bow your head to such a hungry ghost!

One of the men, a man with a halvard, lowers his head and puts it to his mouth like he panicked when he saw the leadership - Galahat.

"We got rid of it without the gatekeeper telling us if it was there while we called it in. I don't care what you think in this case, this one is bad. Then it would be natural to apologize."

"That's not Mr. Galahat's fault, those gatekeepers... Damn it, you! You know what this guy's like? Rank B Adventurer Galahat. Don't let someone like that keep your head down forever!

I guess you thought it would be useless to say any more. The adventurer, who spoke to Galahat, turns his gaze to Ray as if to stare.

"Mult! This is the position I'm inviting you to, so show me the attitude you deserve!

"But!"

To Galahat's reprimand, it was Halbad's man - Mult - who tries to say something reflexively, but eventually hits his tongue and strays his gaze.

"I was rude every now and then. If it seems convenient, could you accompany me now? Because I promise I will never make you feel as unpleasant as yesterday."

"Grrrrrrrr?"

What are you gonna do? I stroke Seto's back tilting his little neck like I said, but then I sigh.

"I get it. You said so much, but you said no."

(If it was just a guy like Mult, I wouldn't have to say no and do anything for nothing right away... I didn't think there was a guy like this at the Azot Chamber of Commerce with a bad reputation. You mean you can't judge everything just by rumors after all? In that case, the bad reputation of a man like Bornter may not be as good as rumours... in that sense you should see him properly for once)

"Oh, that helps. Then let me show you quickly. Follow me."

Walk away to lead everyone with a grin. Try to follow after Galahat. Mult, Ray, and Seto follow.

"Damn, Mr. Galahato stopped it this time, so I'll keep it around. If you're a little famous, you'll be crushed, won't you? The adventurer isn't just a man who's nostalgic, like Mr. Galahat."

Mult speaks so loudly to Ray as he walks, but that gaze seems unhappy that his esteemed man bowed his head against such a child, and he turns his unhappy gaze at Ray without even hiding it.

"This wouldn't have happened if the Azot Chamber of Commerce had handled it properly in the first place as of yesterday. Isn't it wrong for you to blame me?

"Ah!?

Mult hears it and stares at it...

"Mult!"

He was immediately reprimanded by Galahat, who was walking in the lead, to settle the spear.

(I see, is this mult why a man can't get his head up in Galahat? I don't know if its cause is trust or admiration)

He follows with the Galahats as he whines inside, eventually entering the aristocratic city where he also just arrived yesterday.

And as I walked in the aristocratic city yesterday as well, I discovered several adventurous men walking in from the front...

"Huh!?

I only harden for a moment looking at Ceto rather than say a line of galahat...... but exhale a soothing breath immediately.

"Hey, Mr. Galahat. That griffon's a rumor in the city, isn't it?...... hmm? I mean, you were yesterday..."

He was the man who came calling out to Galahat, who was walking at the beginning of the line, but soon noticed a familiar face. That's because that was the face I saw just yesterday near here.

"Oh, my God, kid. You still running errands for the Azotto Chamber of Commerce yesterday?

That's what they say, and I finally remember who the men standing in front of me were, Ray.

"I did see him around here yesterday..."

"Oh. No, wait. Does having that griffon mean that maybe the kid's been a rumored adventurer lately?

"I can imagine roughly what the rumors are, but that's probably not wrong. You seem a lot different than you were yesterday.

The men we met here yesterday were all wearing green dyed skin armor. But now in front of Ray is each metal armor, or cloak. Some men wear leather armor, but none wear yesterday's green dyed leather armor.

You must have noticed Ray's such gaze. The man opens his mouth with a bitter smile.

"That gear was prepared for me by the people where I was hired. He's been admiring the Knights and stuff, and while he's hired me, he's contracted to wear matching armor."

"Seems different now, though?

"Well. Since the contract ended yesterday, you can use your own equipment from today."

"Ray, do you know these people?

Galahat asks how the two of us are having a casual conversation, but a man opens his mouth before Ray says anything.

"It's not like we're close. Yesterday when I was looking around here, they just asked me where Mr. Bornter's mansion was."

"That's... right. I'm sorry."

Why are you apologizing?

A man bewildered by Galahat, who suddenly bowed his head small.

"No, actually, Ray came to Mr. Bornter's mansion yesterday... and the gatekeeper seems to have chased him back. This is why I have to go through so much trouble twice. You taught me the way around the corner yesterday, and it turned out to be pointless."

"Oh, fine. Don't worry about it. You have a lot to take care of. I don't know what this is about."

I just nod at the men's voices, saying the same goes for the men behind me.

(I knew this galahat guy was quite popular. Mult is the only one who admires it, isn't that what you say)

Ray raises Galahat's ratings on the inside, watching how those men are doing.

"Then we'll go to the guild and get paid. See you later, Mr. Galahat. Don't let Mult burn Mr. Galahat's hands too much."

"Oh, you guys be careful."

"Uuch. Go to the guild when you're done with your request and drink with that reward."

While complaining in his mouth, there was some familiarity in his gaze at Mult dropping off the men who were leaving.

"Are you close to them now?

Ray wonders how such a mult looks and asks Galahat.

From what Ray has seen, an adventurer named Mult is a typical brain muscle type adventurer. I admire Galahat, who is stronger or more cared for than I am, and at the same time I decide that Ray, who looks weaker than I am, is understated. I didn't think that personality would send the same familiar caged gaze to someone who wasn't even that close.

"Hmm? Oh, well. Those guys are quite skilled adventurers. I think the rank was definitely" C. "

Continue the conversation as you walk down the path of the aristocratic city toward the mansion of Bornter again.

"Heh. What's the name of the party? When it comes to the Rank C party that I know, I only know about scorching winds and crushing warriors."

"No, they're not having a party. I just happen to have a request with me this time, and each of them should have been a different party or a solo."

"... isn't it unusual to say that?

I turn my gaze toward Galahat with a surprising look on his face when he said that he was having a corner party but was moving solo instead of purposefully partying.

"It would certainly be unusual. But every adventurer cares about it because of all kinds of circumstances.... Well, I see it."

Beyond Galahat's gaze is the first golden roof for Ray in a day. And it was the two gatekeepers standing in front of that gate.

The two gatekeepers were staring at a line approaching their employer's mansion with a spear, just like yesterday...

"Ah, Mr. Galahat"

When he found out it was Galahat at the beginning of the line, he exhaled relief and lowered the tip of the spear.

"Is that it? That hungry ghost sure was yesterday..."

And the gatekeepers notice the rays mixed up in the line, raising their confused voices.

Looking at those two with cold eyes, Galahat opens his mouth.

"This guy is Ray. You must have been here yesterday, right?

"Yeah, yeah. Ask the Azotto Chamber of Commerce to hire me."

"No, I don't remember saying that."

Ray trumps the fader's words like he panicked.

"Guh, heh, shut up, you hungry bastard! What are you doing here today?

I guess I was afraid I'd be in a bad position. Point the tip of the spear at Ray...

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

Staring at Fader with that sharp gaze as Seto, who appeared before Ray, leaked a belligerent chirp.

Usually Seto's eyes are right to describe them as circular eyes, but now they had turned into swordswallowing gazes that saw enemies.

"Hih, hih!

Fader, staring straight in the front at Seto's gaze like that, retreats aggressively and hits his back on his partner, Sankant, to stop the move.

"An idiot. Ray is the person Mr. Bornter summoned immediately. You drove it back at your discretion. I mean, Mr. Volnter's guest.... you said you didn't remember, although you probably heard the information about it?

"Well... I didn't think such a filthy hungry ghost was Mr. Volnter's guest..."

Sancant has a sinister look at the faders trying desperately to fix it, understanding the fatal mistakes they made. Watching two people in such contrast, Galahat opens his mouth. However, not for Sancant or Fader, but for Mult.

"Okay. Remember, when you act on your own assumptions, you can make irrevocable mistakes like these guys"

"Yes."

"And Ray. I'm sorry I offended you. [M] These two will be punished properly, so forgive me."

"Well, that's fine if Galahat says so."

"Okay, again. Welcome to the Bornter Mansion."

It wasn't even adventurous, it was a galahat to pay tribute to with graceful tricks.