Legend

Even throughout the city of Gilm, a place with slums. There were those people in the shack that was about to collapse.

"Shit, the guards are reaching out faster than I expected. If this is the capital of the king of the kingdom of Mireana, my lower back would be a little heavier."

A guy in his late 20s who looks like he's everywhere at first glance pounds his tongue looking out from the gap in the cabin.

At the end of that gaze are about five men. From the matching uniforms, it was clear that he was a guard belonging to the city's security forces.

Fortunately, however, the five men who appeared to be guards decided there was nothing unusual just to look around lightly.... Or maybe he decided that even if there was an anomaly, he couldn't get his hands on the slum dwellers, but he walks away.

"I can't even do it. This city was captured by the recently infiltrated postgella. I'm sure he was still tingling at the presence of the foreign enemy."

A woman in her early 20s, near the man, whines with a sigh as she sees the back of the guard who left.

"If I could, Master Postgella wanted to recapture it here..."

"Don't say you can't. When we first came to this city, the rumored alchemist had already been escorted to the king's capital."

"I mean, when it comes to Master Postgella, do you think we have to leave it to those in King's Capital?

"... no"

A man who hears a woman's words and shakes her head bitterly.

"It's already too late for that. According to information that came in some time ago, those who had infiltrated the Wang capital moved to recapture it, but on the contrary, they returned it."

"Huh!? There must have been quite a few shadows infiltrated in the capital.

A woman with a stunned look at a man's words.

If you try to be a woman, it's the same as ourselves... No, it's a leaked word by accident because we knew those who stood up more than that were being sent. I want you to tell me it's a lie. I turn my gaze to my boss with that thought, but the only answer to that was a silent, left-right shaken neck.

"I hear you've got a Rank A party out there. And two pairs."

"Oh no... the nobles of Wang Du hired adventurers until they muddied their faces?

What the woman is saying is correct in a way. Nobles who rule the king's capital. The kings of the largest faction, the aristocracy, which is clustered around the king, the Duke of Kelp. And the smallest as a force, but nevertheless the neutral who succeeded in capturing the Alchemists of the Bestian Empire and the Warcraft soldiers who are said to be trump cards. Even though such aristocrats have their own private soldiers and knights of the country, it is equally clear that hiring even more adventurers may not be able to handle the situation. This was unlikely to be the first thing normally considered as a nobleman with an emphasis on face and pride. But the woman was told that the impossible had actually happened.

"Unbelievable......"

Potty and grunting woman.

But the boss' man looks sharply at it to embarrass him.

"Indeed, the nobles of the Kingdom of Mireana have not been able to wrap themselves together in one. But that would be the same for our Bestian Empire. There's no way our country can do something better than this."

"... right"

A woman who disapproves of a man's words.

"More than that. We haven't found the others yet, have we?

"Yes. Everyone makes a big deal out of each other in their own lurking area near this cabin. We haven't heard from any city guards or knights."

"Right. Until this commotion subsides, we're gonna have to make a big deal out of it."

"We could have gotten out as soon as we had more metastatic stones."

To the woman's words, the man takes the stone out of his nose and opens his mouth with a view.

"Don't say that. Originally this magic item called Transfer Stone is a terribly expensive substitute for making one. Moreover, there are 2-3 people who can then be transferred. I'd say you're acting like you're in a big mood just because you gave us one."

"... Perhaps so. Absolutely, that and this are all kinds of ruined plans over here because of that woman failing her mission. I would fail to solicit even though I was so confident, my men would catch me instead. I don't think he was as good as the captain as a shadow."

She was a clever imitator of leaving it to anger and screaming in a whisper, but trembles at the gap wind that came in from the gap in the building without thinking of her.

It's cold as if it's snowing. Naturally, the wind blowing all over the city also becomes cold.

The only luck I would have had with these shadows would have been that the boundaries were stretched over the city. Because it's warmer than it is outside the city, albeit in part.

Most of all, I guess I can't even be happy to fly the flyable monster summoned by the summoners present in the shadows because of that junction.

"Calm down. Anyway, I'm lurking until the noise subsides now. I don't think I can keep up the tough moves so long. Even that abominable juncture won't make it unfolding forever, given the amount of magic you consume. Probably a week or so. That's how it's going to be. We're going to loosen it up for those searching."

"Is it a week? If that's about it..."

That's when the woman said so. Suddenly a man presses the woman's mouth into force.

"Huh!?

That, a woman who unexpectedly opened her eyes to sudden behavior, dives her breath when she realizes immediately that the man's gaze is being directed out of the gap in the building.

What the woman who followed the man's gaze at the same time saw was a shadow of two large and small men wrapped around a robe on a griffon with a body length exceeding 2m.

(Huh!? Stupid! That one!

Yes, it was undoubtedly Ray, who had been ordered to solicit or kill a woman and her boss, a man's colleague, and his submissive, Griffon, who were approaching this place.

(I don't know who the guy with the bigger back length is, but the smaller one is definitely an adventurer called Ray the Target. Why is that in a place like this?

The woman lurks her breath softly as she feels a zombie cold sensation on her back. I already know about Ray's combat capability as a target. Even if all the shadows hiding around here were attacked, there would probably be a difference in combat power so that there was no chance of a win.

(Then all I can do right now is lurk my breath and do it over)

We saw ourselves hiding, one step into a cabin that was not strange whenever we collapsed, and one step closer, and we paid more attention and erased the signs.

Time goes back a little.

Langa's actions were quick when she heard that it might be possible to track down the raiders who attacked the convoy with Seto's sense of smell.

He took Ray and Seto to the site of the raid and showed the remains of the burning carriage to Seto.

"... I don't know, Seto. Can you follow me?

"Guru, Guru, Guru"

To Langa's words, Seto smells the smell with the eagle's head pointed in all directions. As Ray and Langa watched breathlessly for about five minutes, Seto eventually rattled his throat with his gaze in a certain direction.

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

"Huh!? You really found it!?

Ranga shouts a surprise, even though she asks for it herself.

I was somewhat surprised as Ray, but I didn't have as much of a consternation as Langa, just that I often let Seto sleep on the night watch at any rate.

"So, what do we do? Do you want me to get the guards in here ASAP?

"... no. I'm sorry, but it's not entirely up to Seto to track down the assailants yet."

"Gru?"

Why? Seto tilting his little neck like I said.

A moment too much guilt in Langa's chest for some sad atmosphere ceto. But even as a langa, in the vague state that he might be able to chase with the smell, he couldn't exactly imitate calling and collecting guards scattered all over the city.

"Seto, as far as I'm concerned, I'm not questioning your ability. But it's also true that we can't gather any other guards."

With that said, Langa gently strokes Seto's head.

"So why don't you take us under that smell? So if I can confirm with this eye that I really have an assailant there, I'll be able to gather the guards under a big name."

"Gru?"

Seto turning his gaze to Ray.

Ray, who was entrusted with judgment, exhales and speaks to Langa.

"If you're just checking on the enemy, you won't have to bother with the captain of the guard. I'll take care of it. Why don't you go back to headquarters and wait for the results?

Such, for Ray, he speaks of something rarely cared for, but Langa shakes his head small.

"No, I'm the captain who actually confirmed the assailant with those eyes, which is why I'm so convincing. No matter how much Ray or Seto say he's a famous adventurer, it's a bad way of saying it, but all he's still doing is rank D adventurer. I'm not persuaded by what I'm saying."

"... well. If that's all right with you, I won't say anything anymore. Seto, please."

If you were told about your rank, I would turn my gaze to Seto, just as I thought Ray wasn't any more convincing.

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

To Ray's call, he walks away to lead the two as they are when they ring in the back of his throat.

It was two people chasing after such a ceto, but the fact that they have a ceto makes my kids try to feed me sometimes or come close to me trying to play.

To such an opponent, Seto sounded sorry and asked the inhabitants to explain the situation and take it away for today.

Fortunately, when it came to adults, he would have understood that seeing Langa and Ray together was something to do with the raids on the knights. Especially when he gently gives way to Seto's walking path without saying anything.

And as it is, Seto sometimes stops and looks around, doing a smelling trick, and follows the odor down the road, even as he turns a slightly unfortunate gaze at the stalls and outdoors. As it continued for about an hour, the surrounding view took the place of Ray's well-known surface street to the back street and even reached the corner of the slam.

"... that's the second time you've been around here"

Ray whines as he sees what's going on around him.

At the end of the line of sight, every building is quite old enough to worry about being able to get past the kind of winter when it snows.

"You've been around here before?

Langa asks back, hearing Ray whine, if he's also free to follow Seto in silence.

"Oh. A little bit during the Azot Chamber of Commerce case."

"... oh"

In that reply, Langa smiles unexpectedly. For Langa, who was in a position to wrap up the guards because it was all that big of an incident, the ex-post processing was busy.

Most of all, I guess even the Knights were lucky in a way to lend a lot of help to the Alchemists and Warcraft soldiers of the Bestian Empire, who were involved. Otherwise I might have fallen into that busy, because I was busy enough to think that way.

"Anyway, if you're a raider or something, it feels like you're hiding around here. Anyway, this is all the empty houses. I don't think you're gonna be too handicapped to hide."

Whimpering, looking around.

(Plus... there's a lot of signs of people in an empty house. This isn't all raiders, I guess some slum dwellers...... Now, what should we do? And at this point, countless sights are being directed at us. This is the gaze of vigilance directed at those who have come to the slam, or at the guards who have come to capture themselves)

Turning his gaze toward Langa doesn't seem to notice Ray's perceived gaze. But I guess I still feel something. He changes his eyes, which usually float a calm light, and looks sharply at his surroundings.

"As far as this vibe is concerned, it could be suspicious around here."

"It's easy to hide, I think this place should be the first place to look. I guess Seto's sense of smell got me this far.... you haven't looked into it in the Guard?

Ray's, naturally speaking, Langa snorts with a bitter smile in her doubts.

"Slams around here are more hostile to the powerful than to the people of the city... So if we were to look into the slums, we'd have to search them all at once without taking the time. Then, naturally, we need a lot of manpower.... I think if I had checked the city and still couldn't find it, I would have checked here eventually. Some of them may have come to see how the slam is, but it's probably about time we took a little look around the entrance to find out."

"Is it a manpower problem?... I see."

Originally, adventurers dominate the city of Gilm. Naturally, there are a good number of guards for the rough adventurers, but there are still not as many as adventurers.

(Especially since there's a lot of manpower being used to gather information on this one. We need a certain number of people to keep the city safe, so we might not have to, considering the extra people are investigating. I guess there's no reason to bring in tons of manpower just like the police do)

"Well, then I can't help it. I knew it was suspicious around here for now. Then get back to the guard and get the men who can move it... Shit!

I feel some kind of flying noise flying towards me as I speak, swinging quickly at the misrill knife that is sitting on my hips. A few daggers rolled down to the ground, making a metal noise of kickin '.

"I didn't know we were going to find our safe house so lightly... that's Griffon, should I say? Unfortunately, they'll be playing with us for a while."

With the words, nearly 20 people emerged from several buildings near the collapse of the surrounding area.