Legend

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"... the lady told me that I really didn't expect to have that much arm."

The man who had fought Ray until earlier on shrugged so little by removing the full face that was covering his face.

Coming out of it is the face of a man in his late 30s or so. He forcefully removes the full plate mails that are crushed or have cracks in them, and eventually, from underneath, he appears wrapped in muscles that are strong enough to boost the chain mails.

"And the magnitude of that griffon or ridiculous magic. I really didn't know such a delicacy was sleeping in such a neighborhood. No, or because it's the border...?

The man, taking off all the full plate mails and lightening himself, leaves Bornter's mansion with Halvard in his hand and erasing the signs, which is also his long-time favorite weapon.

"My eyes weren't crazy to look at the lady's person. When that happens, does even the Duke need to move out? But... I don't even think that Larks Borderline Bo will leave that man alone. It wouldn't be interesting as a duke to add that much power to a neutral... but there's no better way to dawn into a power struggle than with the shadow of the Bestian Empire."

A grunting man.

If there were Dasker, the lord of this city, the Larks Borderline Uncle, on this occasion, we would soon find out who this man is. Or the nobles stationed in this city would have been blind to any faction of neutralism, kings or nobility.

Because this man's name is Filma Dezier. Because he is at the apex of the Knights owned by the Duke of Kelp, who is also the central figure of the aristocracy.

In the first place, why is Filma here, the person who should not otherwise be here? That's because the Duke of Kelevel heard about Ray from his daughter, Elaine. An adventurer with incomparable strength at the bottom, an adventurer who follows Griffon, a Rank A monster, and an adventurer who has so much magic in him. Possibility that it will even reach Rank S in the future. The Duke of Kelevel, who heard those stories, would definitely take them in if he really had so many powerful men hiding. That's what I thought. I ordered Filma to come back after the chase against the Viscount Sails. Go to the city of Gilm and see what an adventurer named Ray is capable of.

It's not the kind of job where people who would otherwise be the Knights Commander come out of their way. However, a number of factors overlapped and the film was set to go out on its own.

First and foremost, the punishment for the failure to complete the pursuit of the Viscount Sails family….

As the Duke of Kelevel, who naturally did not think that he could kill all the clan royalists in a single pursuit, the Viscount Sails, who would naturally escape into the Bestian Empire, could be entrusted with this task by using only the name of a knight captain who would otherwise not be able to move easily.

Secondly, for a simple reason, because there was only Filma who could be trusted more than Elaine, whom the Duke of Kelp is called Princess General. Of course, there are no other people who can discern the abilities and aptitudes of others, but most of them have some kind of glitch, and regardless of their abilities, there were other places where they could not be trusted.

Therefore, sent against the city of Gilm with the meaning of half-bone rest, Filma entered the city of Gilm, concealing his qualities, using a collaborator's legend to find out that the intended person was hostile to the Azot Chamber of Commerce, and to ascertain with his own hands whether he had the combat capability according to the information he had heard from the Duke of Kelp.

"Nevertheless, I didn't think you had more strength than me and each other. No, you're sure he's stronger than me, considering he was obviously on the loose over there? … In this case, should I praise the eyes of the lady who has identified the abilities of so many people? As the Duke of Kelp, I'm sure you don't mind."

Even if it seems strict, it is only an attitude that says so ostensibly, in fact, a film that smiles bitterly remembering the face of a master who has a strong affection for his beloved daughter. The look your master's daughter had on her face when she was describing the character and abilities of a person named Ray was not so aliased as to be called General Princess. You could have said I was a maiden who would think of someone I liked one way or another.

I smile slightly at my mouth thinking of Elaine, who has even kept walking on the path of martial arts, without even knowing one of her loves until now.

But soon he shook his head small, remembering the battle with Ray, who had fought himself, and turned his gaze to his own long-time partner, Harvard.

"And it's not just the ability. That sickle must be a pretty high level magic item too. Somehow I'll have a decent meeting with that legendary alchemist, Esta Knoll's work, Dragon Fang... no, it's a substitute to beat it."

Yes. The Halvard that Filma has was a magic item created by Esta Knoll, who named herself the best alchemist of the magical age as a gateway to Zeppyre. The effect is to consume the user's magic power and increase the power of a single blow for that matter, but its reliability is high only if it is a simple effect. And Ray was almost mutually reinforcing with that magic blow... no, on the contrary, he continued to unleash more powerful attacks than his own without disturbing his breath.

Filma disappeared from the city at night with two reports that it seemed very difficult to incorporate Ray into their faction than to report to the Lord they themselves served that the eyes that saw Elaine's were real and that Uncle Larks Borderline, Lord of the City of Gilm, was an eye-catching talent.

"Wow!"

Even a member of Rank C Party Snowy Wolf became the last man to lose his mind when a man with a spear was blown up with a distressed voice and slapped straight to the ground.

"That was unexpected."

Ray whines as he sees three members who are losing their minds.

We were dealing with Fron and Brasso, if we were meant to be, and we were finally mutual. It was obvious that there was no winning shot at what Ray would think if he added more rays there, but the members of the Snowy Wolf didn't even listen to the words urging Brasso to surrender. And eventually, the battle went on until everyone lost their mind without being able to overshadow the balance of power caused by Ray's addition.

"When I said I was an adventurer hired by the Azot Chamber of Commerce, I thought most of them weren't busy... but these guys had bones. I didn't have the guts to say I felt like I heard something in the guild."

Fron groans as he prepares his disturbed breath, and so does Brasso, just as he agrees.

"Right. But it hasn't been that long since these guys ranked up. I was afraid there would be rumors of a light surrender to the enemy in such a state..."

"I see. Well, if you can make a rumor about a party or something that will surrender to your enemies right after you do rank up, will you be seen underfoot or sweetly seen by your peers regarding future requests"

The swordsman's man had eaten Brasso's earth-shaking hammer to his torso and passed out, and the spear men had each lost their minds with a blow to the neck muscle given by Fron and a blow by a death-size pattern wielded by Ray. The unluckiest member of the Snowflake Wolf would still be a spear man who was more distracted by Ray, to say the least or to say the least. The spear man who lost his mind in Fron's blow hasn't broken a bone, nor has he destroyed any of his gear. The swordsman has broken a few ribs, but there is little damage to the flexible leather armor because it is made of monster skin. Compared to Ray's blow, the spear man was snapped by a spear that replaced his shield in an aggressive attempt to prevent a blow in the Death Size pattern, and still the bone in his right arm was similarly broken by an unspoiled blow of momentum, wrapped together with metal armor and ribs and crushed. It was undoubtedly the most unlucky in the therapeutic sense and in the monetary sense of the equipment.

"... hmm? Hey, what's up?

Fron, who was looking at the three people who had passed out, asks Galahat, who is smiling bitterly with the mult that is staring at him.

Looking at Fron's earlier remarks, Mult's gaze directed at realizing that he was also included in saying, 'The only adventurer employed by the Azot Chamber of Commerce is the one who isn't busy,' and Garahat's self-derision laughing that he couldn't stop his brother from doing his job before, even though he respected it, Fron still didn't understand what caused this.

"No, it's nothing. It's true that most of the adventurers hired by the Azotto Chamber of Commerce are not busy, including me."

That's what Galahat told me, and I guess Fron finally understood why he's mad at Mult, too. He grinned deceptively as he scratched his cheek and turned his gaze toward the day after tomorrow.

(What are you doing?)

Watching such an exchange, he sighs inside and looks around as he shoulders the death size. Tenda, the first to strike, has been crushed and passed out, as have three of the wolves in the snowfield. And...

"Hih!"

……

Ray's gaze turns to the middle-aged woman wizard, who is hostile to herself and still remains conscious, and to the archer's man, who is still being held back by Seto and unable to move.

And the witch who gets that gaze and is openly frightened, trying to crawl with both hands with her hips out and falling back behind.

(... Not this way. Can't even afford to talk completely)

Ray whining inside, but that wasn't impossible either. Although it has not yet been fully used due to technical problems, the magic that Ray himself originally possessed is enormous and boasts so much quantity and density that even Zeppyre, known as the Demon, is outnumbered. Therefore, the wizards who had the ability to feel magic several times before, and those who could see magic like Luno, feared the magic Ray had. And that would have been the same for a female wizard who is now retreating only with her hands in desperate attempt to escape at the tip of Ray's gaze. But the misfortune of a witch wizard was that she was so hostile to Ray. What happens if Ray unleashes magic using the enormous amount of magic he can feel? The woman who felt the difference in her talents as a wizard in a literal sense had lost her will to war.

"... that's why I have to ask you after all."

Ray turns his gaze to the archer held down by Seto's right forefoot.

But the archer doesn't say a word, he just shuts up and points his sharp gaze at Ray.

"Huh. You know I'm saying there's no more winning than you guys tore down, which can be called the trump card for the Azot Chamber of Commerce, right? Then I think we should just help Galahat."

……

"What's the remaining power over there? Do you know if Bornter's still up to something? How far are the executives of the Azotto Chamber of Commerce chewing on this one?

……

Ray's question, which is released one after the other, is a archer who returns silently to all of it.

"... I don't like imitations like this. Seto."

"Gru."

Seto rings small on Ray's instructions and puts his strength on the forefoot, which was holding the archer's back.

"Huh!?

An archer man who felt his spine making mistletoe noises in his body due to the power of Seto held from his back, but still no information leaked from his mouth. No, on the contrary, not even a distressed voice has been leaked.

"Ray, no. This guy has pride in his work. Eyes. I'm not going to imitate that to the detriment of my employer."

Fron whines with his sigh as he watches Ray and the silent archer interact.

It was Ray who hears the voice and turns his gaze to Brasso and Galahat, but those two also show in an attitude that it is impossible to shake their heads in silence and extract information.

"... more guys when the rank goes up,"

Mumble, gaze toward Tenda, who is fainting.

(For the most part, there are more fighting-looking guys out there. That being said, I don't suppose that's generally a good idea. Should I describe it as either going to be personalized?

I strayed from the gaze I was looking at Tenda and turned my gaze toward Galahat.

"So, what are we gonna do with this guy? If you don't cooperate with us, don't leave us alone and get attacked from behind."

"Right.... just ask one last time. You're not gonna cooperate with me, are you?

A man of archers who also silently returns to the question of Galahat.

Staring at that gaze that can be directed at him...... eventually Galahat exhales and opens his mouth.

"Ray, let me pass out. I can trust him when I'm at the head of the Azotto Chamber of Commerce. I don't want you to take bad damage here."

"Okay."

He exhaled and put a knife into the archer's neck, which was held down by Seto, and stunned him.

"In the meantime, you can see that this almost wiped out the adventurer on your brother's side. There may still be some left, but there must still be a very small number."

Nodding at Galahat's words, the Rays leave the dance hall to head to the office where Bornter would be waiting.

"... brother, it's time for this foolishness to end"

In an attempt to follow after the Rays, the words, which Galahat muttered, echoed in wonder inside a dancehall where there was already no conscious.