Legend

At night, what is around us is darkness and moonlight pouring down from heaven. In the meantime, one and one were flying through the sky illuminating themselves with moonlight.

Needless to say, it is Ray and Seto, and what we are aiming for is a painting of a mountain off the street.

"Well, it's a good moon night without a cloud."

"Grrrrrrrr"

To Ray's whining, Seto sends his gaze as he turns around.

Basically, unlike Ray, who was resting in his carriage during the march, Seto was moving ahead with the adventurers at the head of the army.

It's not like I'm tired to that extent, or that a monster like Goblin, who sometimes attacked me without losing his own strength, got me hurt.

Still...... it was still lonely for Seto to stay away from his favorite Ray all the way through the march. For that reason, he reacts by asking Ray to take care of himself while making an extra sweet voice than usual.

Ray, who somehow understands it, strokes Seto's neck with a grin because he is magically connected to each other in Warcraft.

"Nevertheless, even though you say you're a thief and close to a hero to the general public, I didn't think you'd allow yourself to pull a meadow wolf into your companionship."

Whimpering, I remember right after I suggested it, Ray.

Luno, who was listening next to Ray, turned his astonished gaze to Ray, saying that he had no idea there was a connection to a group like a meadow wolf, and the two knights attached as Ray's escort frowned that they were not impressed with imitating the bandits into their allies, or complained cuttingly to Dusker, who himself at heart encouraged Ray to continue his story with a funny face.

And that Ray was attacked by bandits who previously preferred to kill him when he went through this vicinity at the request of an escort. After defeating it, the adventurers who were working together to clean up the bandits followed him to find Ajito and try to attack him there. But in the end, when I arrived at that bandit group's Azito, it was nearly devastated by the hands of the meadow wolves. Ultimately, Ray showed up on that battlefield and explained the circumstance that he missed by making a loan against a meadow wolf who is a forceful thief.

The knights were wondering if they did not know the existence of a meadow wolf who was a knight but was therefore famous as a forceful thief outside the border, if they should be impressed by Luno explaining the area, or if what they were saying should be with the bandits, but Dusker's decision was different.

Because he was a lord, but therefore knew of the existence of a meadow wolf, he also knew in his information the courtship of his chief, Egg, so he instantly realized the usefulness of having a meadow wolf on his side and asked Ray on the spot to draw the meadow wolf into the Larks territorial army.

The request, not the order at this time, was probably a testament to how important Dusker attaches to Ray.

As a result, Ray finished distributing lunch and dinner, and even distributed all the tents for the night, and after finishing his various other mysterious tasks, he was flying with Seto in the night sky.

Of course we do not know clearly where the wolves of the meadow stand aside. So...

"Gru......"

Seto, who was flying through the night sky with wings flapping, didn't throat looking at the corner of the forest on the ground.

"Oh, have you found it? That's just Seto. Good boy."

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

Ceto praised by Ray, throats and rejoices.

I smile and open my mouth as I stroke Seto's neck like that.

"Well... shall we go say hello to the bandits who are moving around at night"

"Grrrrrr!"

Seto slips into the woods as he skies with his wings. The seething earthly forest approaches in sight, but Ray takes the dagger out of his arm's mistering without showing any expression such as fear, awe, or surprise. When it comes to Ray's original weapon for throwing, it's a spear, but that's because it's too powerful. That's fine if you're here to exorcise bandits, but this time I wanted to avoid the practice of killing meadow wolves as much as possible, beyond the goal of incorporating them into the battle forces of the Larks territorial army. Either way, that will reduce the power of the allies.

"... Huh!

Ray throws a dagger quickly from above Ceto, who was gliding away and turning off the sound of wings. Spring, though, is still quite chilly at night, and the dagger that flew to slash and tear that cold air...

"Wow!

Stick a slight cut to the target's thick crotch and stick it to the ground.

"Seto"

"Gru."

Seto obliques his flying body and makes it easier for Ray to get off to the ground, as if he were acknowledging everything with just that little whine.

Ray lands into the woods as he rolls off Seto's back.

Even with a drop distance of more than 5 m, Ray lands in the woods while killing the impact by making very little noise.

Of course, it's not hardened beyond being the forest ground, and there are things like soft soil and fallen leaves that kill the shock to some extent. Still, all I could say was that I could hardly hear a landing tone against a man living in the woods if I tried to be a man.

"Who!?

The man screams sharply as he holds down his right thigh, which was only slightly slashed and torn by a dagger thrown.

But Ray lowers his hood as he flips his dragon robe and approaches the man who is alert to himself without looking particularly concerned.

"It's Ray, adventurer of the city of Gilm"

"Chi, adventurer!? Where the hell did you sniff about us?

A man who has no particular reaction to the name Ray and holds an axe in his hand that was hanging from his waist.

The axe the man had was not like Battle Axe, which was built to be used in combat, but a kind of hand axe used to break firewood.

"... apparently not,"

If you're a member of the Meadow Wolf, you can't be unresponsive to the name Ray. Because it gave those, including the eggs, that strong impression. In other words, he decides that it must be a totally unrelated bandit in front of him, and calls out to the man with the dagger he has taken out of his new mistering in his hand.

"Do you know the Ajit of the Meadow Wolf?

"What? You know what? No. Besides, even if you knew, you think you're gonna teach a fucking kid like the one in front of you who's attacked me?

A man yelling as he floats blue muscles on his forehead.

Having heard the words, Ray frowns and throws a dagger in his hand.

Tong, such a light sound echoes in a man's ear.

"... Huh?

For a moment. It was really just a moment. The next moment I thought the hand of a little kid who was in front of a man, only as young as a teenager, flipped, the dagger in his hand disappeared and at the same time a dagger wax was growing from the trunk of a tree that was just behind the man. Yes, it is terribly difficult to pierce raw trees to the very essence of being filled. Is that the kind of mastery a man can't imagine, or has an out-of-the-digit arm? And...

The man gazes at the chirali and at the tree where the dagger is piercing the fundamentals. And next, a robe that the wizard often wears that doesn't have any special features like this.

Ray's dragon robe was given the effect of cover-up, so it really just seemed like a common robe to this guy, who wasn't a wizard or anything. And that would have been the misfortune of a man, too.

(Is it a wizard's apprenticeship? But it doesn't look like he was playing a magic chant. So... is it a magic item? I guess I was going to show off the hatchet, but letting go of the magic item was deadly)

Even for this man, as you can see if he's acting alone in the night forest, he's definitely an armed man among the bandits. But that was only among the bandits, and there was only a difference in the degree of back-to-back comparison of the dongles if we tried to be adventurers like the ones operating in the city of Gilm.

If you felt the difference in strength between yourself and Ray and had escaped like a bandit, or could have escaped. No matter how low it was, it would surely have been a smarter choice than fighting Ray. But the man was fooled by Ray's appearance. Alternatively, Seto's vigilance over the sky without showing himself on this occasion could have been one of the reasons why a man did not notice his crisis.

"What a mess, it doesn't work for me!

A man who screams and jumps quickly backwards before Ray takes action. Next to the leap, there is a tree with Ray's thrown dagger pierced earlier.

A man who reaches for a dagger pattern that is quickly piercing the trunk of a tree.

(I won! You had to get this magic item sooner than me for that kid to beat me. But I'm faster!

Point your proud face at Ray and grab the dagger pattern. But...

"... Huh?

Unexpectedly, the missing voice rises on a dagger that doesn't even move with Pickle. And...

"You seem to be mistaken about something, but that dagger is nothing special. It's what we normally sell in the city."

"Huh!?

A few meters away Ray's voice should have been heard from right around the corner, turning his gaze reflexively...

"In the meantime, you know the difference in power."

With the words, he felt a strong shock in his abdomen, and the man's consciousness fell into darkness.

"Absolutely. As always, is this look so childish?

Confirm your body wrapped in a dragon robe with a bitter smile.

I don't think I'm surprisingly small as a person who lived in Japan, but on average in this world, it seems to be seen smaller than my age because of everyone's height. While I remember how many times I've encountered unwanted trouble because of it, I shake my head small enough to reach for the dagger that's poking me in the trunk of the tree and pull it out lightly.

Yes, a dagger that the man tried to pull through with all his might and didn't move at all.

If the fainted man had seen this sight with his own eyes, he would have been stunned by Ray's power. But happy or unhappy, the man was losing his mind and falling to the ground.

"Well..."

Keep the dagger in your hand, to the extent that you don't get hurt...... still kick around the man's thigh with exquisite strength, like you feel enough pain.

"Crouch!?

A man who awakens instantly with that pain. I guess you don't know what happened. I'm watching the surroundings, but eventually Ray opens his mouth.

"Are you awake?

"Hih!

And the moment I saw Ray, I guess I remembered before I lost my mind. I just scream and try to retreat, not to say what my attitude was until earlier. But...

"Gru."

"Huh? Hih, hi, no, no!?

Understanding that it was some giant creature who hit his rear-retreating back, and furthermore the man peered in with a sharp couch face screams even more and takes distance from the presence behind him, namely Seto.

"Now, you know where you stand, don't you?

I guess I thought Ray was still better than a monster. A man who snorts even as he hides behind Ray.

"So, I'm gonna ask you again? Do you know the Azito of the Meadow Wolf?

"Well, the... I don't even know where it is, but if it's a general place..."

"Okay. Then give me that much guidance. Then I'll let you go. You're lucky, aren't you? Anyway, I'm the Rank C Adventurer who says I'm gonna miss the bandits."

"... La, rank c!?

"Oh. You showed strength for once, didn't you? I'm telling you, you don't insult your strength by the way they look at you."

……

A man who snorts silently and over and over again at Ray's words.

"If you understand. Then why don't we just ask for guidance?"

"Ah, oh.... this way."

I guess I figured out what would happen to me if I defied Ray's words any more. Especially if it is also rank C adventurers in front of you, you decide that you will only waste your life fighting for nothing if you stand somewhat on your arm among the bandits, and take Ray to a place rumored by the bandits to have a prairie wolf aside for the most part. Because the damage from getting kicked in the thigh earlier is still there, the footprint is slightly heavy.

(Now if that rumor is a lie... me, aren't you going to die?

I go along with Ray and Seto through the woods even as I think about it that way.

Chirali, and when I turn my gaze, I see Seto watching me monitor myself, and it's been about an hour without living comfort...

"From what I've heard, there must be a prairie wolf aside nearby."

The man who led us this far explains that he arrived near a place where several rocks overlapped about 5 meters in height.

"Is this the place? Well, it's certainly an easy landmark... no, apparently, hit it,"

Ray groaned at the sight of the moonlight pouring down, something that could be described as fantastic, but quickly turned his gaze around.

I felt a number of signs rapidly approaching me.

"Gru."

I guess Seto did the same again. Ring short to agree with Ray in the back of his throat.

"Okay, apparently it was true.... You can go now. But if they attack us... you know what I mean."

"Oh, oh."

Cold gaze, that's the kind of gaze you only see yourself as a roadside stone, and the man nodded as you accidentally swallowed your spit... all you're here for any longer was a hundred harm and no profit, and you ran away with your back.

Ray, who was dropping off behind it, opens his mouth with his gaze toward Singh, and the woods where he appears to be quiet.

"I'm Ray. Rank C adventurer in the city of Gilm. Tell Egg I'm here to pay his debts."

That's how we speak to those who are watching us.

At this time, there was no idea that those lurking in the rays to surround themselves were not meadow wolves. Let's be frightened of the man who led us here, because he knew that the way he killed the signs of those around him was different from the bandits around him.