Legend

"... that's just getting noisy"

"Bye. I guess I just didn't expect the city's largest Azot Chamber of Commerce to be half-baked when I fell asleep."

Return to Ray's words as Fron smiles bitterly, soaking the hard-baked and hard-boiled bread in a stew full of meat and vegetables.

"If anyone knew about the disturbance in this inn yesterday, they might have expected some noise, but some guests are looking for it because the meal is delicious."

Brasso whines as he drinks up the liquor in the glass looking delicious, even though he says it's morning.

"You know, booze in the morning... no, well, I do plan on totally hitting rest today, so I don't mind."

The sunlight pouring down the dining room window - it was impossible to say morning sun because it was already past midmorning - and Fron spits it out with his sigh as he watches.

"It's almost noon. Don't be so crunchy. Besides, this is one of the least frequent Yale guys. More like water than booze."

"... enough booze."

He exhales once and turns back to Ray just because he can't help it against him.

"So, this is it first"

Ray takes the little cloth bag Fron has handed him. If you look inside it, it contains six white gold coins.

"... What's this?

"You promised Galahat, didn't you? He said he wouldn't kill the adventurers hired by the Azot Chamber of Commerce. That's the price."

"It must have been two white gold coins about that, but why are they six?

"Uh... I'm getting four of those differences, me and Brasso. As for you, the Knights' executives and the Knights' Chiefs."

"Stop talking."

"I guess. After all, I told you what happened over here last night, and then you'd just go home, right? So, earlier this morning, people came from the Knights and left their money behind. It was late yesterday, so we stayed here. I kept it together just then."

Even for Dusker, it would have been unexpected to say that the Azotto Chamber of Commerce, arguably the largest of the cities he ruled, had been eroded by the Bestian Empire. Even if Ray clears his ear to the rumors that are being made in the cafeteria, most of the contents have been replaced by meetings of the Azotto Chamber of Commerce, and words such as the Bestian Empire and the Alchemist do not appear.

"Well, I guess there are faces as noblemen, but not in the case of Larks Borderline Uncle. Perhaps we'll take the opportunity to clean up the spies of the Bestian Empire lurking in the city."

"... I see. Well, this isn't just the border, it's not the king's capital or anything."

Ray nodding as he carried the stew to his mouth.

If it's the Wang capital, there's no doubt that even if the spies from the Bestian Empire are caught together, they'll send in spies again to get information. But the city of Gilm is a frontier, and because of the judgment that it should not be that important as the Bestian Empire.

Of course, there will be no doubt that spies will be sent in again any day, but they will nevertheless be able to grant respite for some time. And in the meantime, if we take action against spies, we'll have no problem.

"... so did you hear what the Azot Chamber of Commerce is going to do?

Ask Fron while storing the cloth bag containing the six white gold coins handed over in the misting.

Fron nods as he frowns small at that ray question.

"Oh. It's not officially decided yet, but mostly."

"... dissolved?

A meeting at the head of the Chamber of Commerce was connected to the Alchemists of the Bestian Empire. I guess he didn't know his opponent was from the Bestian Empire, but the sin would still be heavy. That's what I thought and asked Ray, but unexpectedly Fron shook his neck to the side.

"It seems that once the Azot Chamber of Commerce itself was to remain. However, in the name of a consultant, Mr. Larks Borderline will be sent."

"The so-called watchman.... a little softer, in places like your guide."

Brasso points out as he pours the barrel to the glass of ale, but Ray looks at the two words with a slight surprise.

"That's surprising. It's that glitch after all the noise we've made so far. At least I thought the Azotto Chamber of Commerce was going to be under the direct control of the Lords... but I didn't expect them to survive the surveillance."

"Ray had something to do with this."

"... me?

"Oh. Whatever the fact is, it must have been Ray in the form he was hired by Galahat to eventually capture the alchemist of the Bestian Empire or that inexperienced companion, right? I mean, it was settled inside the Azot Chamber of Commerce. So it seems to me that Galahat is still complaining directly to the lord that the purifying action of the Azot Chamber of Commerce is working properly..."

"Bye. I guess there's also the aim of confusing the interior of the Azot Chamber of Commerce in a detour and not wanting to stall the arms deal in the city of Gilm. If we were to become a direct organization of lords, there would naturally be places where things would be different from before. I don't care if it's a city in a safe place, but this is the border. If there is confusion in the arms deals, that's all there will be to the adventurers. I mean, it's like the city of Gilm losing its power against monsters."

"I see. I guess I get it. By the way, you're still the representative of the Azot Chamber of Commerce when it comes to Galahat, right?

"Oh, they do.... and a message from the knight. Just like the lord once showed his face in the lord's hall."

"Uh, okay. Well, there was something I wanted to talk to you about for once, and just to be fair, okay?"

"What do you want to talk about?

"Never mind. You better not know."

That said, carry the last bite of stew to your mouth and drink it with the bread in fruit water.

"Well, then I'm going to the Lords' Hall as soon as I can... what do you guys do?

"I'll be drinking here for a while now."

"I'll go back to the inn and have a good night's sleep."

"Right. So, when it comes to dismantling the harpy, can we do it tomorrow morning?

"Mm-hmm. The others will come and get us."

The conversation was settled, and Ray made his way to the Lords' Hall as quickly as possible.

"It's Ray the Rank D Adventurer. My lord called me here."

About 30 minutes after leaving the inn, Ray's figure was in front of the Lords' Hall.

It should be noted that Ray is one rare person today and there is no sign of Seto. Actually, I picked him up at the stables, but he rarely slept today.

I tried to wake him up, but when I asked him if he was coming, he shook his head to the side, so I put him to sleep and Ray came out alone.

And Ray wouldn't be that noticeable without the overly huge landmark Seto. Or maybe if I had a Death Size, the story would have been different, but the Great Sickle is currently stored in Mystering.

"Um, wait a minute"

The gatekeeper, who can already be described as familiar, nods and immediately runs people toward the mansion. Less than a few minutes later, the guide came and was sent to the lord's office, where he had entered several times before.

"You had a hard time yesterday. Look, just sit down."

He lowers his head slightly to Dusker, who tells him that as he lowers his back to the couch, and then Ray also lowers his back to the couch.

"Excuse me."

"Oh. So.... No, wait a minute. Hey, bring me something to drink and snack. It might take a little longer."

"I'm in awe"

Deacon nods at Dusker's words and leaves the room.

Dropping it off, Dusker opens his mouth as he glances over to the paperwork he had.

"The more detailed story comes after the drinks arrive. Until then, slow down a little. I have to look through the paperwork over there, too."

At the end of the gaze that was being pointed at, the document stacked about 10 cm and existed on the desk.

Ray shrugs unintentionally when he sees the amount of paperwork.

"... that's a great amount of paperwork"

"Hmm? Oh. Certainly. I don't usually have this half, but there's a lot going on about yesterday.... As far as I'm concerned, moving my body is better suited to sex than paperwork."

Dusker, who exhales so with a sigh, was certainly a civilian or a martial officer, obviously a man on the martial's side with his forged flesh, strong face, and sharp eyesight. Still, it would be clear from the fact that we are safely ruling the city of Gilm and that we are known for its name as a central figure of the neutrals to say that force is not the only way to fall.

"At all, it was easier when you were still working as a Knights in the center. I hope my father retired and succeeded Uncle Larks on the border... it looks like this and the aristocracy is all kinds of cramps. Especially if it's also the owner of Borderline. What do you say? Are you willing to try becoming a nobleman, too?

Whilst whining like a joke, Dusker is turning his gaze to Ray with a serious look.

If you want a mighty, extreme force called Ray, that's the easiest way to make it noble and put it under you. Using the influence of Dusker, who is in the status of a borderline ambassador and also a central figure of neutralism, it is not such a difficult story to root for the King's Capital and to medal one or two of the Barons and Viscounts.

"I can't do the land right now, so you're gonna treat me like my men."

"No, because I'm not willing to be a nobleman. In the first place, I don't even think I can be polite enough to do it in a noble society."

"Courtesy? I don't give a shit about that. Look at me. I'm not proud of it, but I was born in a house called Uncle Borderline. I don't know how to be polite in Wang Du, but he slapped me in the pussy."

"... I'm sorry. I'm an adventurer myself. And I want to find my way as a magic warrior."

A dusker who, though polite, breathes a small sigh into Ray, who resolutely refuses to be noble.

"Well, can't you help it? I can't force him to recite what he says he doesn't like."

That being said, I was quite content to understand that Ray himself was unwilling to become a nobleman in the Dusker.

(If you're not willing to be a nobleman for less, you won't risk being pulled out by other factions. Plus, continuing the adventurer means this city of Guild is supposed to be the base. I can't say for sure, but it's huge to be considered as a force of war at times of need. Should we be satisfied with maintaining the status quo instead of being forced to attack here?)

"Excuse me. I brought you tea and snacks."

When Dusker is heartily satisfied, the door is knocked and the butler comes in. Carry the cart you have carried as it is to the side of the table and place a cup of tea on the table.

"Dear Dusker, what else can I do for you?

"No, fine. Thank you. Back off."

"Yes, excuse me"

Sincerely, Deacon leaving the room.

Dropping it off, Dusker throws the material he was reading out onto the desk and sits on the couch facing Ray back.

Sip a sip of tea, then make a serious look and open your mouth.

"... well. Let's start with yesterday. You've been through a lot. Thanks to Ray, he succeeded in capturing the Alchemists of the Bestian Empire and their secret weapons and dots. So, the secret weapon and all that. I heard you had something to tell me.

"Yes. It was convenient to be called in today because we also needed to talk about it. As Dusker knows, I dived into the dungeon a while ago. I'm sure you already know that it was the altar of inheritance that was headed towards that time."

Dasker nods small at Ray's words and encourages the story to continue.

"Lord Elaine told me about that story and I know it, but what's wrong with that?

"The ritual of inheritance that takes place on the altar of inheritance. He said the Bestian Empire had developed a simplified version of it…"

"Wait. That means"

Dusker blocking Ray's words. Behind that brain was a cord with a silhouette that was brought to the lord's mansion last night, unlike someone wrapped in a crust, and a figure of minus growing scales from all over his body.

"Yes. They said they were warcraft soldiers."

"Warcraft soldier? Sure, that look wasn't human... but even so, Lord Elaine didn't change his appearance in any way."

"Right. Perhaps that's the limit of simplicity. That said, Minas and Cold have quite a few differences in appearance, so perhaps there are still a few problems with the simplicity of the ritual of inheritance."

"We'll be able to find out about the area in Wang Du. Postgella and all the alchemists."

"... Aren't you going to do some research here?

"It's a little too big a case to investigate in my territory. Besides, monopolizing information is a fascinating event, but it won't even spill out if the country perishes with power strife as its top priority. People will also be sent out by kings and nobles to investigate and analyze warcraft soldiers.... but it has been confirmed that we will have more neutral forces in this case. Thanks to you on this matter. Thanks."

Niyali, Dusker carries a sandwich to his mouth lavishly when he smiles and tells him so.

Seeing that, Ray also reaches for the sandwich again.

"No, I live in this city of Gilm, too, right? It is difficult for this kingdom of Mireana to be occupied by the Bestian Empire. … I heard that the Azot Chamber of Commerce ended up surviving like this."

"Oh, there's a lot going on here, but if you let it dissolve and take over like this, there's a mess in the city. I couldn't help it, so I decided to send people from here."

"Well, he said Bornter was doing a lot of nasty things, and still thought it was enough"

After that, Ray and Dasker's talks ended in about an hour by providing information about the Warcraft warrior Minas and Cold's abilities, as well as information about the magic items Postgella had for the transfer.