Legend

Mountain relatively close to the city of Gilm. Having decided to nest on that summit to receive a request for a crusade of harpies attacking travellers, merchants, or adventurers, Ray, Fron, and Brasso head to the Alliance's counter.

"Ah, all three. Have you made up your mind about the request?

Fron nodding at Lenora's words.

"Oh, these three decided to take this request"

Lenora frowns slightly when Fron puts out the paperwork he brings from the Rank B request board.

"Rank B, is it? So you don't mind if Mr. Ray joins the Shattered Warrior on a temporary basis this time?

"Oh. If you don't do that, you won't get a Rank B request."

"You don't think Mr. Ray has a problem, either?

Chirali, and Lenora as she turns her gaze to Ray. He's basically a ray acting solo, so I guess he was worried if he could belong to another party and do it well, even if it was temporary.

Unlike Kenny, who is looking at Lenora with envy next door around here, he was Lenora, who either feels Ray's presence like his brother.

"I don't have a problem with that. Even if it's temporary, it's not the first time I've been to another party."

Behind Ray's whining brain is a raid on the Oak settlement and a rank-up exam. And it was past diving into the dungeon with Elaine and the others.

But Lenora denies it.

"Right now, I'm sure there was something in Mr. Ray's head about the Oak settlement, but that one's special. It's a little different to say that you belonged to another party because of the number of people."

"... did you escort another party over the nomination request?

"Was that an adventurer's party?

……

To Lenora's point, Ray slips away gently. Still, I guess it was almost like the will to open my mouth without silence.

"I partied with the other guys in the rank-up exam."

"I know about the rank-up exams, but most of it would be like a temporary party that brings together members of the solo team."

"Uh, Miss Lenora. Try to annoy him too much. It's all right. Nong and the others had a drink together. I can't believe I'm doing this right."

Lenora sighs inadvertently when she sees Brasso's face pinching her mouth with a bitter smile.

"Okay, I'll believe Mr. Brasso if he says so. Now, Herpy's crusade request has been received by the Crusher."

That's what I'm going to say, Lenora, and I'm going to write the paperwork down. At the end of it, he turns his gaze towards Ray like he realizes something.

"Oh, yeah, yeah. Regarding the request to strip the material, it was accepted as rank D. What about the rewards and fees? Do you want to pay now?

"Oh. How much?

"Rank D, so it will be one silver coin as a commission"

In Lenora's words, take out the bag containing the coin from the pocket and pay one piece of silver coin.

"Yes, indeed. So you don't mind if I write about the terms of the request? and in the form of interviews when receiving requests."

"Do that. However, as you know, I'm going on a Harpy crusade now, so it would be helpful if my client wrote it down in a way that it would be an adventurer and irregular interview time"

"Okay. To that effect, I will add: All right, crushed warriors, Mr. Ray. We look forward to your safe return."

Three people who are dropped off by Pecori and Lenora with their heads down and leave the guild.

"Ray, I'm not careful!

And Kenny's voice echoed to the Alliance.

"Ha ha. You're hot, dude."

Fron banging Ray on the back with a grin outside the guild.

"No, I don't think that's what you're saying. One way or another, I feel like I'm treating my preferred pet like this"

"Still, you'd be jealous if you made me an adventurer who yearns for Kenny. That evidence was pretty jealous of you, wasn't it?

Gently flaunt your shoulders at Fron's appearance before turning your gaze again.

"So what? Do you want to rent a carriage?

"What? That's no way. It doesn't take days. Walk, walk."

"Right. I honestly wanted to avoid wasted expenses because I didn't get paid much for this request."

Fron shook his head at Ray's question and at the same time Brasso agrees again.

"No, then I feel like I should just finish the request in a short time and get on with my next request. It turns out to be more rewarding, doesn't it?

"Well, I know you have a way of thinking about saying that. But this time, even if it's temporary, Ray crushed it and belonged to the warrior. You wouldn't mind following our way, would you?

"... I'm not in trouble for the money, that's all right."

Heading into the waiting space of the guild's squire and carriage as he spoke, there were, as usual, large crowds of children gathered under Seto.

Some of them look like adults and probably bought them for the purpose of feeding them to Seto. Some have dried meat.

Ray walks into the crowd looking already used to keeping Fron and Brasso surprised by such a crowd.

"I'm sorry, I'm going to ask you to keep it that way today. And I'm going away, so I don't have Seto tomorrow. It's like coming to the guild and not being disappointed."

"Uh, Seto, are you not here tomorrow?"

"There you go. You can't help it. Ray's an adventurer, and Seto's one of them."

A middle-aged man, thinking of his father, is forgiving a 10-year-old boy who complains about bumps.

Seeing as that happens, he strokes Seto's head, which is fed by those gathered around him, and calls out.

"Look, Seto. I'm going to ask you a favor."

"Gru."

Nodding small enough to say I understand, Seto gets up from being asleep.

I notice Ray watching that.

"Seto, are you getting a little older?

"Gru?"

It was Ceto leaning his neck toward Ray's words, but from Ray's point of view it felt slightly, but certainly bigger than it had been when it was produced with warcraft.

(Well, I did have this size from birth, so no wonder I grew up...?

While I think of it that way, I join Fron and Brasso, who have a surprising look on their face as they stroke Seto's back.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr?"

Who are these two? and Seto tilting his little neck all the time.

"This request, with these two, is a crusade of harpies nestled in nearby mountains"

I guess I finally got it back to me with that word. Fron gently reaches for Seto.

"Well, I'm Fron. I'm going to do something about Harpy with your help this time. Do me a favor.... Ray, you're not gonna bite this guy, are you? The couch is very sharp."

"Unless you're thinking weird, there's no problem."

"Oh well...? Given this sharpness, it just seems like a lot of things are going on."

"You were looking at the sight now, weren't you? It is also a popular setup for children in the city of Gilm. Don't worry, I'm not gonna imitate what I'm gonna do."

"... ok"

That being said, Fron's hand gently stroked Seto's back...

"Whoa, what's with this guy's hairy hair? Smooth as hell!?

He raised his surprise at the smoothness of the silk.

"Well, I do have clever eyes."

Next to Fron, who is surprised that way, Brasso is reaching out and stroking Seto's head without any hesitation.

"Whoa, Brasso. You're doing fine. Look at those cuckoos and their forelegs."

"Ha ha. If it's just there, it may look dangerous, but look at this guy's circular eyes. It makes you feel intelligent. That's what you should call a Rank A Monster."

"Gru."

Naturally, Seto just nods small.

"Hmm? This griffon. Did you say something about Seto, or maybe you understand what he said?

"Oh. Seto can understand people's words properly."

"I see. This neighborhood is just like a Rank A monster."

You nodded like you were impressed and decided that you had also finished introducing each other. Brasso turns his gaze to Ray and Seto and Fron and opens his mouth.

"Now, let's get each ready before we meet in front of the city's main entrance. As for the plan, do you have any objections to a night raid while Harpy's asleep?

Fron shrugged his shoulders silently and Ray shook his head small as well.

"I have no particular objection. I'm sleeping all wrapped up, so I don't think it's time to hunt anymore.... By the way, can Harpy not work at night?

"There's no way. If your face is a bird, it could be, but Harpy's a bird with his hands and feet, and his face and torso are women's substitutes, right?

"... well. I thought night raids could be effective if night sights didn't work."

"In the first place, if you're gonna say that, what about Seto? Griffon, you mean eagle in the face, right?

"No, Seto usually works his eyes at night. I don't know if it's because of magic. Is that what rank A monsters look like?"

"Grrrrrrrr"

Ceto rings in the back of his throat with praise and joy, but for Fron, who is not used to ceto yet, he retreated one step later, even feeling more unhappy than happy.

He was a brasso who looked at that with a half-starved eye, but clapped his hands to draw everyone's attention to how long he thought he couldn't leave like this.

"Look, we'll meet in front of the city's main entrance in about an hour. Then we travel to the mountains where the harpy nests and hang up the night raid this evening. After that, I'll stay overnight and by tomorrow I'll be back in the city. Look, hurry up. If you're late, don't pack."

That's what I said, Brasso, who just moves out of front of the guild. And Fron sighs too, scratching his head galloping after him.

"Ray, you should be well prepared, too. If you're late, they'll really let you have everyone's stuff."

That's all for the last time.

(No, well. I don't have any problems with luggage handling because I have mystering...)

In the current situation where most of the luggage is in the mysteries fitted in the right arm, there is nothing in particular to prepare to head to the mountain.

"Oh, no. Right. Harpy is flying in the sky, so should we have another precaution besides Ceto?"

Passing Ray's back of his brain at that moment was a spear that he used in the dungeon and was highly effective. The spear thrown also had Ray's muscle strength and the weight of the spear itself, which was likely to be the force of any siege weapon. What you need at this time is not an expensive spear. That's disposable, so you don't mind a coarse spear like a bundle of sandwiches. No, it would be better that way if you think about it in a cost-effective way. Ultimately, it may be fine with the stone falling around it, but sometimes the spear is only more aggressive for the stone and the spear with the blade on it, so I chose that one.

"Well, we've got some time, and we'll see if we can get a spear at the weapons store."

Mumble and head with Seto to an arms store not so far from the guild.

(With that said, the kid I helped a while back also said his father was a blacksmith... well, I don't have time today, so why don't I show my face when Harpy's crusade is over)

With that in mind, you enter a weapons store about 10 minutes' walk from the guild. … naturally Seto will be waiting in front of the store because of the figure. It was also Ceto, who was already used to sleeping in an unobstructed part of the street and waiting for Ray.

"Come..."

Where he tried to speak to Ray, who came inside the store, he suddenly caged his mouth. Even as I lean my neck toward such a shopkeeper's appearance, I head to a painting where the spears are arranged.

There are massive arrays of spears, starting with impractical spears used for liturgical purposes, spears as works of art, and spears with no ornaments or anything like those used by the soldiers.

That said, what Ray is looking for is a spear like the one used by the last soldiers who turned their sights on him. To be more precise, you treat them like disposables anyway, so you don't mind spears like you're selling them for discards.

Take a spear made for a soldier, even if it's practical, and put it lightly in your hand to check the weight distribution.

The structure did not belong very much to a spear-using warrior, but rather to something close to throwing, which is an athletic sport in one way or another.

"Hmm, I see. Don't come quite perfect."

After that, with a few spears for the soldier and a satisfied look on his face, he takes about five spears to the counter of the weapons store. But...

"Excuse me, customer. Actually, all the spears in that area are destined for delivery. You can't sell it."

I felt sorry for the owner.

"What? Then why are they lining up in the store?

"I don't have a place to put it because of the amount of it. Actually, I should leave it in the warehouse, but they said they'd be here soon."

The store owner just goes on to say that Ray should not be allowed to talk about trying to open his mouth.

"So I was going to close the store today because I'm going to be busy with that. I'm sorry..."

That's what a good-looking shopkeeper in his 30s says, and he bows his head over and over again.

While wondering how it was going, Ray left the weapons store and headed to the main entrance, not to say anything in particular, which was a lucky recognition if he could replenish the spear.