Legend

Mountain top. From there we could see the sun rising from the eastern sky.

Illuminated by that sun, the consequences of a unilateral ambush come to light to say that the death struggle......

A cave near the top of the mountain, with little grass growing. Around it are scattered black and burnt sandy objects.

Harpies over 20 who managed to escape from their sleeping place after being slammed into numerous fireballs into the cave. The massive magic "Dancing Flames" used by Ray against such harpies, who had been attacked by the Rays with confusion and anger caused by a sudden surprise raid, shattered and scattered by the impact of a body that had been extinguished and fallen to the ground.

It's a Rank D monster if it's supposed to be, so the fighting power itself falls less than two of the Crushed Warriors who are Rank C parties. And that was the same for one non-standard person and one: Ray and Seto, whose results were spreading in front of them.

"... you're getting brighter"

Fron squeaks as he looks at what's going on around him, which has become easier to see due to the impact the morning sun has been giving him.

"Uhm.... let's just say, strip off the material and then go to sleep. I wish I could sleep like this, but in the meantime, I'm attracted to the smell of blood, and no other monster eats up the harpy, and I don't have an ex or a child."

Brasso squeaks as he exhales and sees the harpy he smashes with his ground shaking hammer.

The night raid itself succeeded with little difficulty, but there was no reason to rest beyond having to be wary of other monster raids while the surroundings were still surrounded by darkness and the smell of harpy blood drifted around them.

It is also unlikely that Harpy's survival is hidden somewhere at the same time. Basically, it's not that high rank monster, so if it wasn't even a herd, it wouldn't be a threat, but it still didn't mean that being able to fly was too much of an alert than just being a big advantage.

I came here to ambush you, to avoid some dumb imitation of ourselves being ambushed.

"... I'd like to have a drink soon."

Ray opens his mouth as he puts the death-sized patterned area on his shoulder to Brasso, who looks around him like a pain in the ass.

"Then why don't you put Harpy's body in my mysteries for now? So you just need to take a break and then again strip away the material, the crusade proof site, the demon stone."

Brasso grins on his beard just because he had those hands on Ray's words. Fron is off again yesterday afternoon, but I guess he was pretty tight all night. Smile and open your mouth.

"Right. Because if you just strip away the material while you're sleepless, and the other monsters attack that gap, it won't even spill. I agree with Ray."

"Of course I don't complain."

That's what happens in the end, collecting the three that were defeated in the first ambush and the corpse of the harpy that was defeated before it was burned down by Ray's magic, even as he escaped from the cave, and storing it in order for Ray to mystify it.

Fortunately, it would have been some time since the battle ended. A lot of blood drained naturally in the meantime, and there was no such thing as ray getting dirty with spilled blood.

And when they've finished storing all 10 or so Harpy bodies into the mysteries, the three finally exhale in relief.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"

Seeing those three, Seto was also stretching his back like a cat would do again.

"Well, shall we just move here for now? Don't worry about what's going on in the cave until you wake up."

"... okay?

Shouldn't we check before we take a break? Ray asked with the meaning, but Brasso nodded that he had no problem holding the ground shaking hammer on his shoulder in a way he was used to.

"In the first place, that flaming magic Ray used. The ones who survived the nest to see that power were the ones who attacked them. Or maybe some harpies were really lucky and didn't happen to survive some kind of raid... but only a few of them were lucky enough to be here."

"I guess. I don't think I can live in that flame at all."

Snorts back at Brasso's words that Fron is the same again.

"No, well, this request is a request you crushed warriors received, and I'm only a temporary party member, so I don't mind..."

"That's not what I meant. Look, get the hell out of here. Not if you're drunk with the smell of blood and Seto doesn't come out."

Pull Ray's arm and head toward the bush where we were hiding.

After that, we also chase Fron and Seto, eventually reaching a place surrounded by trees but still quite open.

"Well, we're off. When you wake up, you will be busy, so that the Lord and the others can rest properly. You should leave it to Seto when it comes to watching, right?

On the journey so far, when Ray nods at Brasso's words as he was listening to him about Seto, he leans against the trunk of a tree that was growing near him to see it or not and meditates his eyes and falls to sleep.

……

When Ray is stunned by the speed with which he falls asleep, he leans against the tree trunk, which is also nearby, as he is already accustomed to.

"It's one job to sleep with adventurers. One trait is that you can sleep in seconds like Brasso. I'm sure you'll be busy when you wake up, so you should get some sleep and get your strength back."

Whimpering, Fron also fell asleep within minutes of meditating on his eyes again.

Still, make it a brasso. Make it a flon, it would still be places like Adventurers sleeping while holding their weapons. I am able to respond immediately if I perceive danger.

"... right, shall I go to bed too? Seto, don't ask for a lookout."

"Grrrrrrrr"

Seto, who basically didn't have to sleep like a human, was a good watch at times like this. I often sleep in wheat pavilion stables when waiting for rays all over the city or at dusk, but that is only a kind of entertainment, and Seto himself has enough sleep for a few hours a few days or so.

He strokes Seto's head like that, gives him about a few extra pieces of bread he received when he bought a simmering dish in the city of Gilm before this request began, and leans on the tree trunk, which is as close to him as Brasso and Fron, to meditate on his eyes.

Check the Death Size pattern in your hand so that you can deal with it immediately in the event of a raid… After about 10 minutes nature and Ray fell asleep.

"Gru."

I turned my gaze to Ray like that, rolling my cheeks down to the ground with the bread I was given not to interfere with my favorite partner's sleep, Seto meditating on my eyes.

Some monsters use a kind of optical camouflage to disappear, like the kamakiri they previously encountered on their way to the dungeon. Some also do a pseudo as certain insects do, even if it's not that perfect. Instinct understands that hearing and smell are more effective than sight in mountains where trees thrive and vision is less effective. And...

"... Huh!

Stand up without sound, and leap as you go. I wave its eagle claws down from the bushes to the head of the goblin where I was peeking at the Rays.

Gokah, the sound of the head of the goblin bursting around, making sure the Rays weren't awake with that sound before returning the goblin's body to its original place, falling asleep again and meditating on his eyes.

……

A kind partner who is always stroking me. I was fine to expose myself to any danger to protect myself from danger. Seto falls asleep in the mountains in such a state to meditate his eyes and alert the monsters approaching him with things like sounds, smells, or signs.

Fortunately, none of the other goblins I defeated, especially without monsters like this coming - most of the monsters avoided detecting Seto's signs - woke up after a few hours or so each of the three of them.

"... mmm..."

A feeling of rapid awakening of consciousness. Ray, who opened his eyes according to it, finds Brasso on fire nearby.

"Mmm? Are you awake? You woke up just in time. Can you get something out of the item box? Alcohol if you can..."

A dead tree hits the back of Brasso's head, who said so with a grin, flying from behind the bush.

Dead tree speed and the stone head characteristic of the Dwarf of Brasso. As a result of those two collisions, the dead tree would break into two pieces.

"I'm not saying anything stupid. Damn, this is it when I look away for a second. I won't say until we get to the city, but at least be patient until we get down from the mountains."

What emerged from the bush was Brasso's partner, needless to say. He was the figure of Fron, another member of the Crushing Warrior.

"Look, now wipe your face, too"

Ray receives the wet cloth that Fron has thrown at him with that said, and moves his brow unintentionally in its cold.

Already in relation to autumn, the surrounding temperature is surprisingly cold compared to when we were going to the dungeon. I guess that also has to do with saying that it is near the top of the mountain that we are now, but still the water coolness was more than expected.

(I mean, I slept in this cold for about a few hours... you didn't catch a cold often. Thank you for the performance of Zeppyre's flesh.)

I whine inside and look at Brasso. It's a dwarf, so it's probably sturdier than a normal human being. That's what I saw it for.

(But...)

Then turn your gaze to Fluoron.

Sure, as a woman, she'd be tall, and she'd be sturdy only to warriors in stature. But still, I don't think this cold was any better than being a normal person...

(Well, it's a different world, and I guess they have a lot of resistance to viruses and stuff)

Move toward the burning fire as you wipe your face with a wet cloth thrown at the flon.

"Oh, Ray. You got a little pot or something? There was a river a little further away. Draw water and drink hot water to keep your body warm..."

That's what I almost said, Fron, but I shake my head right away.

Because Ray took out the pan silently. That's also a pan with plenty of freshly made vegetable soup instead of the water or hot water that Fron had in mind.

While that's a different pot than the stewed dish I had last night, it stirs my appetite by giving my surroundings a sweet smell characteristic of vegetable soup.

"Hmm? What's up, Fron? See, it's cold in the fall mountains for now, so even a little bit of this will keep you warm."

It also has the effect that the flow of time stops while it is stored inside the item box, and the vegetable soup in the cup served was freshly made hot and hot.

Fron receiving that cup and spoon with a bitter smile.

Carry the vegetables to your mouth with a spoon.

"Ah...... yummy"

"Mm-hmm. I wish I could have had booze, but this is pretty good. Especially for the sweetness of the vegetables and the good salt of the bacon..."

Brasso also drinks soup with a delicious grin on his beard and carries bacon and vegetables to his mouth, which are utensils.

"Even so. Given the convenience of Ray's item box, can you do it with Brasso and just the two of us at the party after this request?

"Once you get used to something convenient, it's often said that it's hard to get it back to its original level."

"Well, if you're gonna put together every once in a while like this one, there's no problem. If you ever ask me to burn a hand, give me a hand."

"… can we still assume that we will not join the crushed warrior?

Brasso stops his hand drinking vegetable soup to Ray's words and turns his gaze.

Take that gaze from the front, and this one too, Ray, who stops his hand drinking vegetable soup and nods small.

"Oh. I thought about it a lot, but I knew I had a solo for it.... I know you say you can't do any of this without having a party, but I'd like to go solo until I can get there. And..."

Ray groans and strokes Seto's back as he joyfully sticks a couch in a larger dish with vegetable soup near him.

"I've said it a few times, but even when I say solo, I have a ceto. Brasso would realize how capable this guy is, wouldn't he?

"Uhm. That's... na"

Brasso nodding at Ray's words.

I'm very comfortable with that, even if it's for a few hours or so, because I'm completely at my disposal to watch and get some sleep. One difficulty with being solo is that you can't take turns sleeping like a party. But with Seto, you certainly don't have to worry about that.... On the contrary, I would be much more relieved to leave my back to you than to party with a bad opponent.

I actually saw with that eye how much I miss Seto's abilities and how much I miss Ray in this request for a harpy crusade, and when they said that, I had to snort.

"Right. I'm afraid I can't help it either. Okay, then. If anything happens, don't tell Nong et al. It's boring to see fewer young men with arms like you."

"Hey, I thought the corner would make it easier for me to do my request."

Fron spitting evil as if he were imposing somewhere on a smudging, grumbling brasso. It was Ray who carried vegetable soup to his mouth again with an unexpected grin on the look of those two.