Legend

Mult asked about Galahat's birth from Mult and tried to talk about what was to come.

At that time, Ray suddenly tells us that a guest came against us when he silenced everyone and cleared his ears.

"... customers?

Fron asks toward Ray like that, but the tone was that there was more trouble than saying you were welcome to think about it.

"I was hit by you and Seto on that one side in Pamidor's workshop, and you haven't punished me yet?

"No, that's a lot different than those guys back then. One way or another, it's close to just a chimp. … but"

"but?"

"Apparently you're looking for Mult. He's yelling at me."

Three people with a surprising look on Ray's words. Somehow I'm looking at how much hearing I have because I hear people making noise on the ground floor from this room upstairs.

In this case, Fron or Brasso, who had a longer relationship with Ray, would have looked more surprised. Ray and I were little mults in and of ourselves, but we were still only half convinced to watch the ravages that could be described as the atrocities that took place at Bornter's mansion.

"You, how good are your ears?"

Ray flaunts his shoulder small to Fron's words.

Seto has a sharper sense.

"No, because comparing it to Griffon, the rank A monster, is wrong in itself."

Ray rising out of the chair with a frivolous fron on his side.

"It would annoy the inn if it stayed that way. I'm gonna go and make some noise."

"Well, then, let's go too."

To Ray's words, Brasso stood up with a bottle of wine on the floor just because he wanted to break out too. But to Brasso like that, Ray shook his head left and right and stopped standing up.

"I'm sorry, but Brasso and Fron need to wait in this room."

"Mm-hmm? Ray, are you going to ram on your own?

Brasso tells me to just mix myself up, but Ray's gaze is directed at Mult, who is waking up his upper body in bed.

"There's also a good chance that the disturbance downstairs is positive. In that case, you'd need someone to protect Mult, wouldn't you?

"... then I don't mind if Noon and Fron go to the first floor."

"For once, this is where I'm staying. I'll be the one to cure the commotion, more than bothering the innkeepers about me."

"Nah, when you say that, Nan can't say anything more. Okay. Shall I let Noh and Fron stay here? Fron, does your lord mind?

"Well, I'm not gonna stick my neck in a commotion."

Thus the two gain understanding, and Ray turns his gaze to Mult.

"That's what I mean. I'm gonna go downstairs and cure this commotion, so you need to rest. Oh, if you're hungry, you can eat that dish."

Turning his gaze to the dishes arranged on the floor, Ray leaves the room conscious of the smell and leaving the belly-running mult on the spot.

"... In the meantime, can I have that roasted meat?

While listening to Mult put that in his mouth behind his back.

As Ray walks out of the room to the ground floor, he hears a yell along the way.

"Whoa, you just have to let him out called Mult! It's better for you to follow us while we're growing up, right?

"So no one named Mult to our guests. And even if I wanted to, I wouldn't imitate what I'm offering to people like you! Please pick it up."

Lana, the general of the wheat pavilion at dusk, said clearly that she was not frightened toward the nearly 10 young people.

I've been dealing with adventurers and mercenaries all day. Some of them can naturally get into fights in the dining room, and if you make it Lana, who has seen such sights countless times since running the inn, even though the bird chicks are peak perch sounding no matter how awesome the young people like chimps are in their late teens to their 20s.

"Ahhh! Here it is! You think you can just keep your mouth shut like that against us!?

I guess he's the men's leader. Rather than say it's a sharp long hair with a pretty good eye... the guy with the stretched hair is awesome for Lana.

"I am the general of this inn. Naturally, we have an obligation to keep you safe. You can call this a right."

Again, they clearly refused, and I guess that cut the last sense of reason that was left on the chimpy men. Or did you say that the limit of patience came because you thought you were licked, where the man next to you in leadership tried to take the knife out of your nostrils and stick it straight in front of Lana's face and threaten you...

What is it?

Such a noise echoed around me.

……

The chimpy men didn't understand what had happened, and that was the same with Ray, who tried to throw an iron knife out of the mistering. No, in Ray's case, I saw exactly what had happened, but I would be right to say that he was poked at the intent because it was unexpected that someone else in red would interfere with what had happened to him in his problem.

When everyone's gaze gathered to the sounder, there was a man there until a few seconds ago who tried to slash him with a knife towards Lana. At the same time, however, there are tree fragments scattered around the man and the man is completely disoriented.

(chair, that was)

Unexpectedly grumbling inside, Ray.

Yes. At that moment when a chimpy man tried to stick a knife out to Lana, a chair flying from the side of the dining room passed by Lana and hit a man. He blew up the man and the chair was shattered.

"... welcome home"

Lana tells Chimpilla with a completely unsurprising look when she says her chair passed directly beside herself. It was paired with its very wide appearance, creating an atmosphere that was exactly as if it were symbolic of the liver mother.

"Huh! Don't be ridiculous! You think you're going to make fun of me so far and pull back so hard!? Hey, who the fuck just threw a chair at you! Come out here for a second!

The voice of a man of leadership echoes to the first floor of the inn and to the dining room just outside it.

What would have been unlucky for these chimps would have been the merchant squad led by a person named Vetman, who is also a famous pedestrian staying in this inn today. In any case, this Vetman-led merchant group is a group of armed merchants who are crossing the border without hiring a mercenary regiment of escorts. From the edge, I'm only a merchant, but the level of practice is that the merchants alone are walking across the border to repel monsters and bandits, and there are more men with arms than the mercenary regiments around them. And it was in this evening's wheat pavilion that Vetman was making a fool of himself in the city of Gilm.

The city of Gilm finally arrived through other peripheral areas on more than a month's journey. And when they were banqueting to celebrate the joy of safely arriving at their destination in the familiar Inn, the chimps suddenly appeared, making an unscrupulous demand on Lana, the Inn's general, and bringing out a knife to give. Now there's no way the bloody merchants are taking it seriously.

"Oh? Sorry, but I'm the one who threw the chair. Earlier on, Peach Kupertik, I was confused. We're finally getting to this city and enjoying our first banquet in a long time. If we're going to make any more noise, we're going to peel the raw hide in front of you and turn it into a product, here."

Even though it's not as good as Pamidor's, a man on the strong side who still only looks like a bandit or pirate shows up from the dining room and takes a step.

"You can't just let Youthra dress good. I have a problem with you guys, too. If you're gonna do it, I'm gonna deal with you."

The next guy to come out was a guy in his 30s with a smile on his face. But even with a smile on his mouth, his eyes are not smiling at all.

And the merchants came out of the cafeteria one after the other, wondering if they would show only such companions a good place.

And even mercenaries and adventurers who were staying in this inn outside the merchant corps led by Vetman. Or even those who were visiting for a meal show up from the dining room.

"So, wait... mine, you know our back shield and you're saying that!? I guess you merchants!? You think you can do business in this city of Gilm by rubbing with us connected to the Azot Chamber of Commerce!?

Probably because more people came out than I imagined. A man who sits back slightly but still speaks out in a powerful way. Ray accidentally leaks a laugh at the look of such a man, who was watching a series of events on the way down the stairs.

"Come on, no. A laugh...... oh, I'm sorry. I was so prestigious, but when more people came out than I could imagine, I suddenly lost my back, and the back shield... could you be street performers or something, not chimps?

I guess that word of Ray fitted the bump. Until a few seconds ago, it was a chimp and a merchant squad staring at each other in an atmosphere that said it would not fit unless they saw the blood, but those on its side of the merchant squad accidentally blew it out.

"Buha, ha, sure. The kid there is right. You are the goblins of the Dragon."

Youthra, the chimps stare at Ray with blues on his forehead in the words of the man called.

"What the fuck is this kid? Oh, my God, I'm gonna chop that face off if you're not kidding me too much!

"... if you can,"

I smile bitterly at the words of the leading men of the chimps, jumping fuzzily across the handslings of the stairs. Ray lands on the ground floor with little noise, even though he said he jumped from the height of what would be 5m.

The merchants who watched Ray like that sharpen their gaze to see how he was doing. With just the series of movements now, I instinctively guessed from my experience as an armed merchant how much arm Ray would have.

"Hey."

"... oh. It's not just that."

Eliminate the grin Youthra and the merchant on its side had until a few seconds ago, and exchange sharp gazes.

But it was the chimps who acted the opposite of such armed merchants.

Even as Ray sees the movement that killed the shock and landed when he jumped, he stares at it with a sinister eye without feeling anything in particular.

"... Hey, you. You want to give us an opinion on the kid's habit? Is a hero like you insane? Now apologize and I'll forgive you, so cry and go home and suck on your mom's tits and go to sleep."

"Honestly, that's what I'd like to do if I could... I'm a guest who's been visiting me around the corner. I guess it's the muscles that greet me."

"You're the Mult!

A customer who's been asking me. The colors of desire mix in the eyes of the chimps who heard the words.

I guess I never thought a person named Mult, who told us to pull it until we hired ourselves, was the kind of kid we had in front of us. I get a cloudy grin at unexpected luck saying I can make money easily.

Turn your gaze to those chimps...... take the death size out of the mysteries as usual.

(If it's true, I don't care about spears or anything, because I don't know when I'll be able to replenish them next because of the orders Bornter gave me. I would never have come over to save)

Whimpering inside, swinging the death size lightly.

Boom!

For Ray, a sickle weighing more than 100 kg was wielded, even if it was a lightly wielded blow. That wind pressure alone allowed the chimps to brace for a few steps backwards, and what was worse was sitting on the floor with their hips out.

These chimps can't be adventurers of things with a lot of blood... No, it's a gathering of those who don't become adventurers, a high-risk job, and therefore I didn't know the rumors of Ray spreading among the adventurers of the city of Guild. Ray is also famous in the city of Gilm, but that's Ray taking Griffon with him, so he'll only look like a regular runaway adventurer everywhere in a dragon robe with the effect of cover, as he does now. Is that a novice wizard or something for the robe and its shape?

I busily change how much the blow wielded by Ray was, just how much the chimps' faces I understand turned red with humiliation or blue with fear.

Watching those chimps, the armed merchants converse silently as they exchange their gaze. I was not exposed to death threats like the chimps, so I was able to observe Ray calmly. For example, where did Ray take the death size out of? Took it out of nowhere. In other words, it comes from the kind of item box. I manipulate that retrieved death size lightly with one hand. I can predict how much weight it will weigh from its well-shaken wind cut sound.

I enjoyed half the way through what this commotion would settle for while carefully observing how Ray was doing that way with all the liquor dishes.

"Now, you have two paths. The first path is to become this death-sized rust in hostility with me on this occasion.... Oh, don't worry. Exactly. I don't want to rust the blade against you. This pattern is enough."

Boom!

Ray telling that far and swinging Death Size again. The chimps that draw their faces to that wind pressure.

Because even if it was a blow by a pattern, not a blade, I never had to imagine how powerful it was.

"Second road.... Honestly, as far as I'm concerned, I recommend this one. Put aside the money and all the weapons you have as an apology for causing the commotion and run back.... Come on, which way? Yeah, well, if you choose the first one, it's still the same as forfeiting money and weapons from you guys who passed out."

Ray prompts choice with a smile on his face. Those were the chimps who were so told and hurt their pride, but still don't think they can beat Ray. After all, the path chosen by such chimps was natural given the difference between their power and the power of existence in front of them.