Legend

"Master Dusker, we're back."

When it was getting late at night, Ray had a meeting with Dusker when he returned to the place where the Larks Army was camping at night.

In the tent, which is also a magic item, were Dusker, who is also the commander of this army, three knights who refrain as its escort, Ray, who offered to see him, and Egg, who is also the leader of the meadow wolf who was brought to Ray.

"You're back well.... So, that's the meadow wolf's?

"Yes. He who leads a meadow wolf, called an egg....... Egg"

Egg facing Ray and raising his head small.

"As it was in the introduction, it's an egg leading a meadow wolf. Let me tell you something, we don't like being nobles. Especially when it comes to acting as lord of the city of Subrusta, it's a dirty imitation behind it. But just because you hate nobles doesn't mean you hate the country itself. And I owe Ray. I've decided to work with you this time... but don't think I can get us meadow wolves used to being dogs around here."

I told him. Such thoughts come to Egg's expression.

It was a word that came out because of what I had in mind about the nobility. Besides, if you're angry with yourself, you might not have to take part in the war. Or even if he was slashed and abandoned for being disrespectful on this occasion, there was also the idea that if he did not return, the wolf of the meadow would hide himself again into the mountains.

And most importantly, I had heard that Dasker, Ray to Larks Borderline Uncle, was a lavish figure during the time he traveled this far, so it also made sense to try it out.

And as a result...

"Ha ha. Hey, you hear that? I didn't even look scared with this me in front of me, so I ran out of words."

I thought you'd pull out your sword if you were disrespectful, or businesslike, and laugh so funny that there's no more.

There are no signs of reaching for the sheath of the sword on its hips. If they really pulled out the sword, it was Egg who had the thought that there might have been nothing he could do because he kept his weapon, the axe, for a visit with Dusker, but it was completely clapping.

"Hey, what do you guys think of this guy?

Furthermore, when the laughter attack subsides, Dusker asks the knights who had refrained from serving as escorts.

"Right. I think it's amazing how brave you are to go so far in front of Master Dusker."

"If I were you, I wouldn't talk to Master Dusker like that... he'd be more powerful than a sneaky bandit."

"Hey, even if it's true, I can get hurt. Pick a few more words."

"Master Dusker hurts or something... Is there a Dusker rumored to be having a heart made out of Orihalcon?

"Who would want a cod like that?"

Egg pointing some confused gaze at Ray for such a conversation that suddenly spread in front of him.

If I tried eggs, I wouldn't have thought very much of it was the attitude that the commander of the Larks Army would take against himself.

"... Ray?

"What?"

"No.... you're a strange person again"

"Right? That's why I'm happy to work with you. Now if I were as arrogant a nobleman as you thought I would be, I probably wouldn't have helped this far."

"Hey there. I'm not impressed with you talking in front of people."

"Oh, excuse me, Master Dusker."

Ray lowers his head to Dusker's voice and again turns his gaze toward the egg.

"As you can see, I have the courage to deal with Master Dusker at this rate. I would stand quite well as an arm, and I think it would help as the eyes of the Larks Army because I'm good at covert operations just because I was a bandit"

"... right. I can trust Ray's words, and even for me, I know rumors about a band of bandits called Meadow Wolves. Originally, due to the nature of our perimeter, direct combat forces are still assigned only a minimum number of backwards jobs like reconnaissance and operatives. You're welcome to assist me with that... but at the very least, you're gonna have to show me your arm, right? Besides, I don't care, but some of the other guys would get involved if they found out it was from the Bandits. And even if something happens, there's a chance that you won't be able to shelter the person who actually got involved. And you're still gonna cooperate with us?

"No problem. Meadow wolves only pay their debts against Ray. However, as I said earlier, we are wolves and we are not going to be noble dogs.... Larks Borderline Uncle, you are certainly competent and not great as Ray says, noble enough for those below. But some nobles can only be described as crumbs, not as competent as you. I want you to remember that some of the bandits around here, starting with the meadow wolves, had to be bandits because of such nobility."

Pale, which is why even the knights of the escort, not just Dusker, listen to that word, which speaks only of the facts, without uttering a word, and erasing the soothing atmosphere until a few seconds ago and listening to it dearly.

Even for Dusker, I know what Egg is talking about. No, it was an understandable story because it was Dusker who recognized himself as a buffer between kings and nobles fighting for power.

"... oh. Let's engrave those words properly in your chest. More quickly than that, but I'd like to have a future meeting?

"I don't mind. You can use us as much as you want during this war than you once decided to cooperate. You're not as noble as I think you are."

An egg with a niggling grin and a meaningful and cheerful gaze at Dusker. The Dusker receiving it was also sending his gaze back with an invincible grin.

Were there spiritual wavelengths, or were they fundamentally similar to each other? Anyway, when the two people who had a temper in this short time nod small, they reach out to each other and shake hands.

And Dusker sends his gaze to Ray with a handshake.

"Ray, I'm sorry you made me do extra work besides supply. This is going to be a good feat, so stay tuned for the rewards."

"No, because that's what I told you....... but if you can, I would like the reward to be a magic item, not gold. It's also a level that you can use in action."

"... ho"

To Ray's words, Dusker nods small whether he remembers the contents of the report that came up before.

"That said, collecting magic items was my hobby."

"... Yes"

While I was somewhat surprised that Dusker knew about the magic item collection that could be called a hobby, Ray nodded that a report must have been made from somewhere because he understood his anomaly.

"Fine. Depending on how active this war is...... right, try to be as active as anyone would admit you put up the 1st pattern. That way, we'll give the Larks a secret magic item."

Pickle.

Ray unintentionally reacts to the word secret magic item.

Larks Borderline Uncle House, which puts the border under control. A secret magic item conveyed to a clan that is a weak force, a very small neutral in its forces, but is nevertheless capable of bringing widespread influence to the Kingdom of Mireana. It was not easy to imagine how much it was, even for Ray, who inherited Zeppyre's knowledge.

"Okay. Then use all the power I can to make this war work better for no one."

"Do that. The more active you are, the more likely this country is to survive."

Even with a grin, Nodding Dusker.

Of course, Dasker has a lot of advantages in offering magic items as rewards. This is the only fascinating reward I can offer, so I want you to pull from the city of Gilm... and stay out of your power. Or even if you go to another city, you can show that you have a connection to yourself, who is neutral. The presence of Ray is even more important in Dusker than before, especially now that we have seen the ability to transport using item boxes. This is Ray's first time in the army, and all I'm letting him have is a ton of food and about half of the other supplies, but if he decides he can be completely trusted, he can keep all the supplies.

Tell Ray without making him realize the dreams and hopeless thoughts in his chest like that, and Ray leaves the tent behind as it is.

Dropping him off in a dragon robe, Dusker began consultations with Egg about reconnaissance.

"Gru?"

Waiting for Ray to leave the tent was Seto sleeping on the ground as usual. Sometimes at night, he gazes at Ray as he throats lower than usual.

"Did I make you wait? There's been a little bit of trouble. What if we sleep in a tent? Be busy again tomorrow."

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

Seto gets up in a light motion that doesn't make him feel weighty and rubs his face against Ray's body.

During the day he took the lead as the eyes of the Larks Army, and if it was time for a meal, Ray was busy serving even what was stored in the mysteries as a supplementary, then Ceto wondered if it would be sweet at night, but at night it was night, so he went to the mountains without a clue as to where he was in order to serve meals and tents and even add meadow wolves to his side.

Fortunately, I was able to get information from a bandit who was alone, so it didn't take me longer than Seto thought, but I still felt that if I tried Seto, I would have extremely little time to play with Ray.

Of course, even the other adventurers, soldiers, or the Knights will remember the familiarity with Seto. But still, as Ceto, I wanted to play with Ray, who I loved the most.

For this reason, he stood or stroked his throat and rubbed his head as he shook his tail.

Even as Ray, he sees the general situation from how Seto is, and he reaches out to stroke his head with a grin all the time that he can't help it.

Similar to growing from the body, Ray soothes tiredness with a smooth silky touch.

I'm basically supposed to be in contact with a large number of people after participating in this war as a supply and mercenary, even though I'm basically not that good with people. That was one of the major causes of Ray's fatigue more than usual when replenishing.

"... See, Seto didn't eat much because he was in the march, either, did he?

Ray takes the sandwich, which is caught in a sweet and spicy simmer of chicken removed from the mystering, to the mouth of Seto.

This sandwich is the rest of the dinner and Ray himself got it for the night meal. There were quite a few dishes that I had previously saved for myself, but the first thing I noticed on the list of mysteries was this sandwich.

"Gru?"

Can I eat it? and let Seto tilt his neck snort small and eat the sandwich as he...

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr"

Seto, who threw a bite into his mouth with only half a couch as he rang his throat, pushes Ray's hand with his head, which has the remaining half as it is.

Feeling the will to eat half rubbed with circular eyes, Ray carries his sandwich to his mouth with a grin.

"Thank God"

"Gru."

As it is, one person and one person continue on to the camp and head to their tent, not so far from the Dusker tent.

Originally, this position, close to the center, is where the Commander class gathers, but Ray was given this place because of his position as Supplier. By the way, Keo, the supply guy, has also been assigned a tent location near the Rays.

"... I'm going to be busy again tomorrow"

Squirting, Ray looking up at the night sky.

There are no clouds, the light falling from the stars and the moon illuminates the surroundings, so much so that I wonder if I don't need a light flame.

Most of all, that would be because I'm ray at night. It's bright to say, but it's still dark enough for normal humans to have a hard time walking without the burning fire for the lights that are present everywhere in the camp.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr?"

Seto falls asleep on the ground on the tent side and turns his gaze toward Ray as he wields his tail to sweeten it.

Leaning on such a ceto, I reach for my throat.

Cats sound happy when they can stroke their throats, but for some reason Seto also sounds in a good mood when he says his head is an eagle again.

I'm also glad to be able to stroke your throat if it's the most ceto, but the biggest cause of being in a good mood was still being able to stay with Ray. I know Ray is nearby, even as we go down the street. Still, I'm in the carriage, so maybe I can't help but miss it as Ceto, who can't see it.

Around being lonely rather than thin, I guess it's a late feeling that Seto understands his strengths.

Thus, until Ray became drowsy, he could play slowly with Seto.