Legend

Ray carries the sandwich to his mouth with Seto walking next door, looking up at the sky as the winter cold and gradually subsided and temperatures were rising again slightly.

"Mmm, yummy. I've hardly been on that street before, but I didn't know you were serving this level of sandwich."

"Gru."

Ringing that Seto was the same again to Ray's words, he pushes the sandwich he was titled by the couch into the back of his throat.

I closed my request to escort Alector's merchant squad for about a month. The ambient temperatures were also loosening the coolness somewhat, and although the temperatures dropped enough in the morning and at night to snow, the spring footsteps were slightly but heard.

In the meantime, Ray spent some time in the wind reading books in the Inn or in the library, but when he looked out the window in the Inn room, he was invited by the blue sky with no clouds and the bright light of the sun, and decided to roll out for a walk around the city with Seto.

And anyway, we take a trip to places we've never been before to explore new stalls, and the result is an unexpectedly delicious sandwich that we find, and as we collect and buy them, we walk around eating them.

Even in places like that where Ray and Seto step in for the first time, it's just the celebrities of the city of Gilm...... no, should I say famous monsters? Most stall merchants know Ray about Seto anyway and cook sandwiches and meat skewers as recommended. In rare places, I buy things like dried river fish and eat and walk.

Even for Ceto, I guess I was happy to roll out to the city with Ray for the first time in a long time. I was in a happier and busier time when I rang my throat in a more upbeat manner than usual, or when I tasted the food I could be given and dealt with the kids approaching me trying to touch me.

"... well, we'll be the only ones enjoying it like this right now"

Ray whines as he looks at the sight of passers-by giving him a bought boiled sausage at a stall nearby to Seto.

Spring is approaching, which means that the time is also approaching for the opening of wars between the Kingdom of Mireana and the Bestian Empire. In fact, when Ray stopped by the guild a while ago, he sees with his eyes that the adventurers are thriving when they make money participating in the war.

An Adventurer's Guild is an independent body, not under the command of the state. In other words, the authority to summon the adventurers as a force of war does not exist because there will be a war, but that is why it is a great shame to leave the power that has been forged in the battle against the monsters untouched. Even adventurers basically have an attachment to the city and country they live in, so many want to join the war to protect them. And for the Alliance, no matter how independent the institution, it is certain that if the country is occupied by another country, it will interfere in any way with its activities as an Alliance.

As a result of the intricate intertwining of the thoughts of three such countries, adventurers and guilds, it seemed natural for the state to make demands to hire adventurers as mercenaries.

Of course, it is not uncommon for a leading adventurer or an adventurer with high combat skills to take the form of a nomination request.

That's why if it becomes like sending all adventurers to war, the defense of the city will fall, and at the same time fewer monsters will be able to deal with it.

For this reason, the Alliance's participation in the war request was coordinated to a certain extent.

And there were rumors all around that such a request for war would soon be stuck on the requisition board.

In fact, when rumors like that begin to circulate in the tavern, those who encourage combat training to rebuild their dull bodies during the winter months are also coming out little by little. Of course, not everyone who is currently starting training is looking to war. In the spring, monsters become active, as do animals. I guess it's because when you're turned around to deal with it, instead of crusading monsters if your body is dull, you could become a monster meal.

Ray, who was walking down the road thinking that way, caught sight of a blacksmith on Fuji Street. No, not exactly a blacksmith, but a barrel about 150 cm in size placed beside that blacksmith's entrance. Did some of those barrels fail in doing blacksmiths, or were brought in as repairs but judged impossible, a halvard with only about half the size and broken edge of the sword, a battleax with a blade part hanging on it, a knife that rusts and becomes no first use. In addition, there were large quantities of ore shards and the like.

"... ho"

I saw that barrel, and at the same time I was thinking about the war, and a mundane thought passes behind Ray's brain.

"Right.... can we? Well, there's nothing particularly wrong with me when I try it, and there's nothing wrong with carrying it."

Whimpering, he enters the blacksmith where the barrel was placed.

"There you are, what can I do for you?

While I was somewhat surprised at Seto's appearance, which made an interesting little peek into his face from the entrance, I guess that's all I understood Ray was right in front of me. Ray's own store number smiles and speaks to Ray when he hears rumors that he won't pay attention to gold.

"It's a barrel on the surface, but that's the guy who throws it away, right?

That's why the man who was the store number gets poked by Ray's words. I thought you were here to ask for a weapon or some kind of product, because the first word that came out was about the barrel on the table.

"Yeah, yeah. You can't reuse it because of a blacksmith failure, something you can't use anymore, or a purity problem even if you melt it. Later there's also a mixture of ore scraps and shards. What's wrong with that?

A little guy in his 40s answers confused. Having heard that, Ray takes out three pieces of copper coins and places them on the counter.

"I want every barrel of that. And if I can, I can get more weapons, ore shards, blade fragments, that sort of thing."

"No, I don't mind that at all... but if you're going to get me garbage as far as we're concerned, I'd save you the trouble of handling it and thank you the other way around. They take the garbage, and they get a little more money."

"What, never mind. Whatever garbage is in there, you have to replace the barrel itself."

"No, because one piece of copper coin is enough to do that. Even for that barrel, it's a reuse....... please wait a minute. I ask my parents if they have any unwanted debris or ore shards."

Rey lowers his head and drops off the store number as he walks into the blacksmith.

What was floating in its mouth was a laugh. However, it was not a merciful grin, a grin that should be described as either cruel or ruthless.

(Fire whirlwind that fuses me and Seto's skills and winds them up. That alone would do quite extensive damage, but if there were countless pieces of ore or broken blades in that fire whirlwind... well, what would happen? I've only got 3 copper coins on my original hand about this, and if I fail, it won't do me any harm)

"Ooh, you kept me waiting. Is that you? You want to pick up garbage if you like."

Two figures emerge from behind the blacksmith as Ray thinks inside about the fire whirlwind.

One is an earlier store number and the other is an old man. But even when it comes to the early ages, the amount of muscle that covers that body will be much higher than the novice adventurers around. Instead of a few children, he has developed muscles to the point where adults seem fine hanging around.

"Oh. I've got an idea. What do you say?"

"... Huh, that would be good. You look at me and you don't show one of your frightenings. I like the look on your face. Wait a minute. I'll get you what you want right away."

An old man with a smelly grin of a niggling man and returning to the blacksmith.

"Phew, that's good. This was the best deal for us."

"Right. It would help if you said so."

Say that, have a chat for about 5 minutes. Eventually, an earlier old man comes up to take on a barrel containing large quantities of metal fragments.

"Look, take this with you at last. Even with all this garbage, it's just getting in the way. If you can take it with you, it'll help me."

I smile slightly at the words of the old man and take out another three pieces of copper coins and put them on the counter.

"Well, here's the price"

I refused, touching the barrel placed on the floor and storing it in mysteries.

You didn't know Ray had an item box, or were you surprised to see it for the first time? The barrels on the blacksmith's table are similarly housed in the mysterious as are the two people who stare at the barrels that disappear instantly.

"Well, this time it helped. Maybe I'll come back..."

"Oh, we'll be fine anytime. Of course, in some cases, I've already disposed of the garbage, so I'm not saying it's for sure."

"I don't mind. 'Cause I'll think about it to the extent that I was lucky even this way."

Tell him so and say a gentle greeting to the two of them and walk down the road with Seto.

Even when it comes to garbage, you get unexpected items and a slight grin under the hood, Ray.

I guess you can see how good Ray is in such a good mood. Seto also gently waved his tail, chilling the stall with him as he throated in an upbeat mood, or enjoying the cheerfulness of heading into the spring to buy food.

"Ah, Mr. Ray. Welcome home. I see a customer."

"... customers?

It was such a voice that I had an elegant holiday with Seto and welcomed Ray back to the wheat pavilion at dusk.

The Lord of the Voice is Lana, who is also the general of the wheat pavilion at dusk, and, as usual, looks just as wide, but his face is inhabited by some colour of excitement.

"Yes, I need Mr. Elk, who is also the Axe Leader of Thunder God"

"... the elk?

I heard a rare name. Ray tilting his little neck that way.

After the crusade of Blue Caterpillar, a line of thunder god axes... that is, because my family heard I was moving places of activity from the city of Gilm until spring.

"Yeah, I'll wait in the dining room."

"Right. Then ask for something light at last. Oh, I'll have tea or something."

"Yes, you'll take it right away"

With Lana's voice on her back, Ray heads to the dining room with her destination.

"Oh, Ray! Long time no see. How you doin '?

It was Elk, as Lana said, who came into the dining room no or shouted to Ray.

But there is nowhere else to see his wife, Min, or his son, Rodos.

"We're having boring days until spring. But in the spring, it was spring, and there was a war."

Elk's cheeks move pickly when Ray squeaks like that.

But the next moment I grin like there was nothing.

There is also the elk of the famous Thunder God axe leader in the city of Gilm. The dining room was busier than usual just that.

In the meantime, Ray, famous in a different way than elk, comes and talks intimately, so there's no reason to be inconspicuous.

Ray smiles bitterly and opens his mouth when he just feels that his gaze from around him is still this.

"I'm sorry, but you were too conspicuous here. Why don't we talk in my room?

"Hmm?... Oh, right. Sure it is. It's more convenient for me."

"... convenient?

"No, because a meal that feels people's gaze doesn't taste good. I just thought it would be better if you and I were alone."

While questioning how Elk is doing, Ray expects it to be half on his own, probably because he got awkward after a couple fights and came back to the city of Gilm first or something.

Traveling alone at this time, if normal, is tantamount to suicide, but that's a rank A adventurer there. Just because I have the strength, I guess rejection also eliminates sudden clapping.

To Lana in the kitchen, ask her to bring the food she asked for to her room and go upstairs with Elk.

"Come on, come on in. That said, there's nothing in the room."

Basically, what you need in life is a ray that holds everything into mystering. All that's in the room are substitutes like beds, desks, and chairs that have been installed from the beginning, and there's little personal belongings.

Open the door to the room and enter the room first to invite elk into such a place.

"Ah, oh. Sorry."

"... really, what's going on? Things are weird, huh?

Rather than the usual, innocent grin as if the prank kid had grown up as it were, Ray leans his neck at that appearance that he was imposing somewhere.

That's what happened when I was waiting for Ray in the dining room, but that's when I felt uncomfortable about the elk and tried to turn around...

"CARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

"Huh!?

Hear the screams coming from the hallway and look back reflexively.

At the same time, trying to step out into the hallway...... it was the look of Elk waving the Battle Axe one step outside the door into Ray's sight.

There's nothing missing about the expression, its like a doll or a machine. His mouth shrugged 'badly' and Battleax swung down toward Ray.