Legend

"Here we are at last,"

A few days after one of Thunder God's axes, Ray shrugs unexpectedly when he sees the requisition sticking out on the Alliance's requisition board.

The request there was to recruit mercenaries for the war. Although the end of the war with the Bestian Empire is not yet open directly, no one is particularly confused because everyone understands that war is an established matter.

No one below rank E can take on, one silver coin per day as base salary. If there is a rank, previous performance, or any special ability, the reward will be added.

One piece of silver coin is quite cheap as a reward, but this amount is also paid while traveling from the city of Gilm to the battlefield. In addition, during the request period, the employer - in this case Larks Borderline Bob - will basically take care of things other than clothing and clothing to wear, and military blacksmiths will also do things such as maintain and repair weapons. For this reason, it is basically in the interest of those who receive a round request for a single piece of silver coin.

Most importantly, the amount of alcohol handed out during meals is a few glasses or so, and it is only common food for meals. If I wanted to eat or drink more than that, I'd have to pay for it myself.

The adventurers around Ray are also discussing whether to take requests while discussing them.

"Hey, what do we do? It has been rumored that there will be war since the winter..."

"I'm in. How could they trample this kingdom by the Empire! I'll do it without plenty, and then I'll give you my thanks."

"Um, what do I do? Whatever the monster is, you don't really like killing people."

"... I don't have enough rank, so I'm automatically staying."

"Why not Rank E! If I'm only capable of combat, I'm sure I can't beat a Rank D guy."

"I'll stay. I can't overlook the fact that the city's defenses are diminished when people are only taken by war."

"With my arrow, I will drill a hole in the brain of both the invaders of the Empire. If you take out your brains, even the Imperial Army guys will have some good ventilation."

When I hear what I'm talking about with my friends and party members that way without asking, I feel that they inadvertently pull the dragon robe, and I turn my gaze towards you.

At the end of Ray's gaze was Kenny, the cat beast man, who was also the guild's receptionist.

But his eyes, which usually shine with curiosity, are directed somewhere worrisome towards Ray.

"What's up?

"Ray, I have a nomination request for you. Well, about this war."

"... I see"

Even for Ray, I halfway expected a nomination request to come in against me who was valued for strength above rank. Alternatively, if the request for nomination had not come in, Ray would have taken the request voluntarily, where he had somewhere to think against the Bestian Empire.

(Elaine should also participate in the war as the banner of the aristocracy. Besides......)

Think that far inside, and the next thing past your brain is a murdering pleaser who gets pleasure in killing people. A traitor who, while acting as part of the Knights of Escorts of Elainea, revealed his nature at the end.

(Ver Sails... I'm the reason I couldn't finish him off. Then I'll take his neck...)

"Mr. Ray?

"No, it's nothing. Was that more of a nomination request than that?

While he looks somewhat worried about Ray's words, Kenny opens his mouth in accordance with his duty as an Alliance official.

"Yeah. Larks, I've got a direct request for a nomination from Uncle Borderline. He wants me to come to the Lords' Hall if he's going to take it... what do we do?

You shouldn't take it if you can. It was Kenny who would seep through such an atmosphere and ask, but Ray nods with a determined eye as he understands the care of such an opponent.

"No problem. Of course I will."

"... okay? This is a war, isn't it? Like before, you don't deal with monsters or anything, you deal with people?

"Oh, I know. But even now, they've killed the bandits. You can't kill me just because people are opponents. I'm not going to say anything hypocritical and pitiful. If you can't deal with people in the first place, you haven't been an adventurer since the beginning."

In fact, Ray has killed several people since he came to this world Elgin. Of course, there's no way you're as sexually comfortable with murder as Ver, so I have a aversion to killing people. But I chose the profession of adventurer to include it, and this world was so sweet that I could survive with something that was neither gentle nor weak that I felt pity for someone who was hostile to me in the first place... especially the border.

"Really?... Ok. I'll keep in touch with the Lords' Hall... when are you going to ask for an explanation for the request?

"You can always come this way. If it's convenient over there, I don't mind right now."

"Well, I'll see you now"

"... are you serious?

They are nobles and lords of the region. Sometimes that person's immediate interview just gave me the look of Kenny being poked at the words, only that it was Ray who thought it might take about a few days.

"Haha. Ray, I may not have seen your face like that before. But it was a request from the other side that you hurry as much as possible. Well, it's pretty predictable what it's for."

"Item Box, or"

"So. correct"

Kenny's words weren't so surprising to Ray. Especially in this case, I know it will be a war with the total power of the kingdom of Mireana, so naturally it doesn't look like I care about something called a faction. No, it would be impossible to win the Bestian Empire over their opponents if they cared more about that stuff.

Ray, who knows the warcraft soldiers of the Bestian Empire and the magic items created by alchemy, half-intuitively judged it that way.

But that was true but wrong on one side. As the Hundred News only sees it at first sight, the report was not believed by those who have not actually seen the strength of the Bestian Empire, for it was also true that many have seen it sweetly.

"We'll get a lot of fighting power out of the neutrals this time, and a lot of adventurers in the city of Gilm will take this request. Then naturally..."

"We're going to need food, spare weapons, and all the other supplies, starting with the night tent."

"Correct. So, there will naturally be more carriages needed to take that supply. But if I had an item box there..."

"You don't have to worry about transporting supplies. And eventually, the marching speed of the troops leaving the city is greatly reduced," he said.

"That sort of thing. Ray, it's only natural that I'd like to talk to you in advance because I'm guessing that whether you take on the nomination request or not will also considerably change the march speed of the troops leaving this city. Besides, Ray, if you take on the request, you won't have to worry about the quality or quantity of supplies."

"I guess.... Ok. Then I'll take you to the Lords' Hall."

"Yeah, please.... Mr. Ray."

Kenny's words are thrown on Ray's back as he tries to get out of the guild quickly.

"... don't die, huh?

"Oh, let it be. You're still up to Rank C in the shortest period of time since you signed up for the Alliance, right? Besides, in this city of Gilm. Besides, I have Seto. I don't mean to alarm you, but it's not as easy as it sounds."

Ray dares to tell Kenny in a mild tone.

Warcraft soldiers that can actually be called enemy trump cards. And like a magic item created using extremely expensive alchemy, there are no elements that can be said to be very, but certainly safe. But still, I didn't mean to worry more about Kenny than I needed to.

"Yeah, right? Yeah. Ray, you'll be fine. I'm sure. Ray, your strength is kind of against the rules."

"I honestly can't nod when they say that... well, don't worry, I'll be back as soon as the war is over. Besides, we still have a little time to go to war. If you're so worried now, you're not gonna keep yourself, are you?

That's what I tell him as he smiles, and Ray leaves the guild with Kenny pretending to be energetic and angry.

"It's Ray the Rank C Adventurer. I'd like to see Master Dusker about the nomination request."

"Oh, I'm listening. Wait a minute."

You were contacted by the Alliance, and as soon as you spoke to the gatekeeper in front of the Lords' Hall, you entered the mansion.

Dropping off behind that, the gatekeeper man, who had already become what could be termed a familiar face with Ray, calls out to Ray.

"You mean you're here at this time of year, about the war?

"I hear you have a nomination request."

"Oh, of the item box"

A gatekeeper who doesn't listen to Ray until the end and still understands what a request it is.

"... you got a good idea"

"You know what I mean. I've heard a lot of guys in charge of the Knights' supply complain eagerly to Master Dusker."

"That's it..."

"Grrrrrrrr?"

What happened to Seto, who was listening to Ray? and tilt his little neck all the time.

"No, you mean more replenishment slows down the travel speed. You can't just move around with me and Seto."

From here to the nearest city, Abu Ero, usually carries on for about half a day. And it will take more than a day from the city of Abu Ero to the city of Subrusta. If you hold a supply carriage and go further with the infantry, that travel time will never be shorter.

Having a conversation with a gatekeeper or seto like that eventually brings back the gatekeeper who walked away earlier.

"Master Dusker is going to see you. That maid will guide you."

"Okay. Seto, you do what you always do."

"Gru."

Ringing briefly in the back of his throat to Ray's words, he heads towards the stables of the Lords' Hall.

Dropping off behind that, Ray walked through the Lords' Hall, guided by a maid, and as usual, a door came into Ray's sight that could be described as a work of art.

(Don't be overwhelmed whenever you see only this door)

While I think that way, the maid knocks on the door and calls out in the way she's used to.

"Sir, I've brought Master Ray"

"Oh, come on in"

A maid who hears voices from inside and looks toward Ray.

He asked with his gaze if he was ready, and Ray nodded small at it.

And the door was opened...

"Whoa! Nice of you to come, Ray!

I was reading some sort of paperwork at the clerk's desk, making him lord of the region and central figure of the neutrals, Larks Border Uncle Dusker Larks was welcoming Ray with a man-smelling grin.

(You still look invisible to the lord.)

I bow my head just without putting that on the table while I feel inside like that in front of a tough looking Dusker.

"Dear Dusker, it's been a long time. This time it was a nomination request."

"Oh. I'll tell you more, so take a seat for now. Hey, bring me something to drink and eat lightly. And call the Keo guy."

"Yes, immediately"

A maid who brought Ray this far lowers her head small and exits as she is.

With the door closing sound on his back, Ray also lowers his head slightly again and then lowers his back to the couch.

"So, I hear that a nomination request is about transportation using an item box, is that correct?

"That's right. The only way to transport supplies is to use a carriage, but that would take too long to get around. We still haven't decided to what extent to hire the adventurers, but still, the supply will be considerable if we add up the military and knighthood minutes we send from us. Pack it in your item box, and it'll be a lot easier to get around."

"... my item box can't hold creatures, but what do horses do in that case?

"It's nothing to keep moving, so you'll be moving your men on board. Yeah, the men in this case are the general soldiers, not the knights. All the knights have riding horses and squires in front of them."

"I see. Then, to some extent, you can keep your health warm, and you can travel faster."

Of course, not everyone leaving from the city of Gilm will be able to ride a horse, and the speed of travel will have to match the infantry. Overall, however, the speed should have definitely increased.

"And. This is Keo... I will have the person in charge of this supply plan fill out the details, but it may not be just my army supplies that you will be transporting to me. I want you to know that we may carry the portion of the nobility that belongs to the Neutralists, and possibly the portion of the nobles and kings."

"... for other factions, too?

Unexpectedly, Ray opens his eyes to the unexpected words of Dusker.

You say you're fighting for power, but you imitate sending salt to that opponent.

I guess I read Ray's question from his expression like that. Dusker nods silently without withdrawing his foreword even as he looks somewhere bitter.

"That's right. This war, perhaps the Bestian Empire, will infuse quite a bit of war. Even a disadvantaged situation would be even more disadvantaged if factional strife or something were carried out in that way. Then we, the least influential neutrals, will have to go between the Kings and the Nobles and do something about it.... to survive this kingdom of Mireana."

To date, he has only ruled the city of Gilm, which has been the scene of many plots from the Bestian Empire, and there is a sense of impatience in Dusker's chest that this war is not what it has been, and that is why it was a decision.