Legend

Ray, coming out of the tent, where the royalist nobles, beginning with Count Arius, are gathered, sighs small as he greets Seto, who approaches him with his throat rattling.

(Anyway, this is the end of the war. Hopefully I won't get into any trouble later)

While whining inside, make the decision that it will be difficult.

Whatever you say, I stood out too much in this war. Because it's true that it worked so well that I could feel it.

(That said, it's inevitable that it stands out more than being with Seto. If you think about it, you just let me know that if you get your hands on the detour, you'll get a lot of damage)

It was also Ray's prospect, especially considering the possibility of being used in his territory to describe existence as a disaster that would already be more correct than to call it magic, like a fire whirlwind, would not be able to imitate it so far-fetched.

(Well, still, there seems to be a guy in there who thinks he's all right or something...)

"Gru?"

Thinking about it that way, I guess I was worried about how Ray was doing. What happened to Seto with those circular eyes? and lean his little neck as he throats all the time.

"It's nothing. More than that, I have to go and report to Master Dusker. Can you ask for it?"

"Gru!"

"Cu!"

Seto rings in Ray's words, another adorable squeal that comes heard at the same time.

What Ray saw, turning to that familiar voice, was the figure of a yellow who was sometime on top of a tent nearby.

"... well, if you say so, Elaine put you back here first as a liaison."

Reaching out with a grunt, he jumps into Ray's chest as the yellow roars with joy, gazing at him as if to complain about something.

You must have seen how it went and figured out what the Yellow was worried about. Open your mouth to reassure you as you stroke your little head.

"Elaine and... your husband are safe. I am not particularly injured. So don't worry."

"Cu!"

I guess I relieved myself with Ray's word. It rings small, then wings, and lands on Seto's back.

"Cu!"

"Grrrrrrrr?"

"Cuckoo!"

"Guru"

As usual, Ray crosses over to Seto's back, watching him converse with no problems at all, even between the fae.

"Yellow, I'm going to go do a report on the success of an ambush on neutrals and aristocrats from now on, but you want to come with me?

"Cu?"

Yellow tilting her little neck at Ray's words.

When a yellow who only looks like a dragon child about 15 cm in length does such a trick, he has some nuigurumi adorability.

In fact, the soldiers and knights around them, or the adventurers, who watched Ray's interaction with the presence of Griffon in a frightened manner, looked at the situation with a serene expression, unrelated to the man or woman.

Or maybe this is also a sight because the war is over.

"It's Ray, the adventurer who was sent to the ambush squad. I want to report to Master Dusker, so I need you to take care of it."

"Oh, are you back? Lady Dusker and Lady Filma have been waiting for your report. I'll be right back. Just give me a minute."

As one of the guards says so and enters the tent, in the meantime Ray deposits his hip-miss-lil knife with the other guard.

"Nevertheless, did the ambush succeed that you came back safely like this? It's been a while since we stopped fighting on the front lines."

As he receives the misrill knife, he turns his gaze to Griffon, who stands on Ray's side for only a moment, and to the yellow on his back, and nods at the guard who asks.

"Oh. The general of the enemy was also defeated by the captain of the ambush unit and, as you can see, the enemy withdrew as well. If you look at the results, you can call it our victory."

When it comes to the damage suffered in this war, the Kings are overwhelmingly large. Because Ray used a fire whirlwind in the battle between the most damaging front-line troops if it were to be, and extremely reduced the damage to neutrals and aristocrats.

Most importantly, that doesn't mean the neutrals or nobles are intact. When we mount a full-scale attack in the form of a fire whirlwind chaos, we lose a lot of power. However, in terms of ratio, the damage to the Kings was still overwhelming. Given the damage suffered by the Warcraft soldiers led by Theorem in an ambush from behind, which they did using a transfer stone, and the damage they suffered standing at the forefront as a positive act of subsequent ambush set up by the Kings, it would have been fair to say that the damage suffered by neutrals and aristocrats was insignificant.

"Heh. I heard about the wizards and archers who were entrusted with backup by this Yang Dynasty and the enemy withdrew..."

As the guards nod as they were impressed, eventually the guards who went to take after them from within the tent return.

"Dear Dusker, Master Filma is going to see you. No disrespect."

"I'm not too sure about that area, but I'll be careful.... Seto, wait outside with the Yellow for a while"

"Gru."

"Cu!"

2 answers by ringing at the same time to Ray's voice. The two guards also smile unexpectedly like those who were in the Kings.

But I guess I immediately remembered my role as a guard. Forced to squeeze his expression and open his mouth.

"Come on in.... Oh, no, weapons before that."

Then I'll take care of it.

That's what the guards who stayed here said, showing the sheath containing the misrill knife to the other side.

"Okay. Then come in. Everyone wants to hear the report, starting with Master Dusker."

That's what he calls it, and Ray walks into the tent.

The first thing I felt inside was the strength of the gaze directed at me by the nobles. Of course, I received several similar gazes when I came before the ambush attack, but compared to that time, the gaze pressure was so high that I couldn't compare it.

The strength of that gaze represented the strength of the aristocracy's interest in the report, which would naturally come from Ray.

Therefore, Dasker asks, skipping the little difficult prefix.

"Ray, the enemy's retreat means you can assume the ambush was a success, right?

"Yes, the ambush was a success"

For a moment, it was Ray who lost either himself or Siminar who debated the enemy general, but before he could say that, the nobles explode their emotions.

"All right! Have you succeeded in defeating the Bestian Imperial Army?"

"Earl Arius's, it was close to a bet..."

"Whatever you bet or whatever you win, you take it all. In fact, Count Arius has undoubtedly made achievements in this ambush. If we fail to acknowledge that we have been ambushed, we will certainly be appreciated first."

"Hmm, if this were to happen, I wouldn't have been able to, but I should have put more of these hands in the ambush squad."

"No, you won't have a problem as an aristocrat because you're letting Master Elaine in. More neutral than that..."

Several of the deviants turn their gaze to Ray.

What is reflected there is a complex gaze of all sorts of emotions. It is true that as an aristocrat, we sent Elaine into the ambush unit, which could also be considered a symbol, and ultimately contributed to the battle to determine this war. But Ray is not in the same position as Elaine. No matter how many names you name in this war, the intrigue becomes overwhelmingly inferior to the aristocracy in the sense of merit as a neutral, than being only an adventurer.

"Shouldn't you have sent even the thunder god axe?

"No, no, it's also true that the power of battle called Griffon is extremely important. Sure, the Thunder God axe is a powerful force of war, but still considering it's a pair of two, Griffon and Ray, I guess it was still good with this choice. Besides, it was an order from Count Arius as Commander-in-Chief to join the ambush squad in the first place, so adding other adventurers to it would be difficult even for Master Dusker?

"No, you're an adventurer, that's why you could have been added. If this is a knight, let alone a nobleman, it's impossible first, but if it's an adventurer..."

Next to the neutral nobles talking like they should have done, like this, the aristocratic nobles are turning their various gazes to the neutral nobility.

This time we are taking a joint pacing with the thoughts of the Kings, and the Earl of Arius, and we are told not to rub against the men of each faction because Dasker and Filma, the respective chief officers present here, also know that. And most importantly, the Bestian Imperial Army, if we don't cooperate with each other, we will surely lose… sometimes it wasn't more than fighting enemies that could be killed.

Some of them were the actions of Elaine, who has a desire not to antagonize Ray, and Filma, who drew on that Elaine's thoughts, but who will also return to the hostile faction as before, beyond the end of that war. There is the fact, in particular, that the aristocracy has been giving a little bit to the neutrals for a long time now in an attempt to narrow the power gap with the Kings. I'm stopping now. Regarding that little one, I guess it'll start again if there's a gap from now on.

And above all, Ray was the one to whom the aristocrats paid the most attention. Against that strength, I still can't even say rank C and low rank…, but still I can't say rank worthy of strength. That's all you've got, Ray, so if you can pull it in, it's definitely going to be a force of war. Even as a film, to the aristocracy if you think of Elaine's love heart... I even thought that it could be taken as a direct minister of the Duke of Kelevel family.

(Or maybe it would be interesting to welcome you as my successor)

Phew, I think so on the inside. Filma, but then Phew Dusker opens his mouth.

"So, Ray. Are you the one who defeated General Castom, the general of the enemy? If that's what you said before you joined the ambush squad, I'm pretty sure it's the best part."

"... no"

Stuck in words for a moment, but immediately denied, by that question, which was pounded by surprise.

"Unfortunately, it wasn't me who took General Castom, but the Siminar who leads the ambush squad."

"It is, hey"

I guess I understood the extraneous meaning. Dusker smiles small, and the film beside him smiles similarly thin.

"In that case, the greatest meritor of this war is not Ray, but Lord Siminar?

"... I thought that would happen"

"Doesn't that mean you can't do the magic items on the family heirloom you were craving?

"You will be."

Ray frowns slightly.

Of course, I talked to Elaine and Siminar about this, but it was still very fascinating that the magic item of the family heirloom was passed on to the Larks Borderline Uncle family in a peculiar area called the Borderline.

Dusker looks like such an interesting look at Ray and a sigh of sigh filma just saying he's someone in trouble somewhere.

A subtle atmospheric silence spread around him, but eventually he opens his mouth so that Dusker can break it.

"Indeed, Ray missed the most skill in considering the enemy general. That's true. Let's just say... But even if I can't say it's the most handy considering the other handles I've mentioned, it would be worth about that next time. Therefore, I don't even want to be a family heirloom that will be passed on to my home, but I will pay the corresponding magic items as rewards."

I guess Dusker's words were unexpected. Ray accidentally looks back at that tough face.

The same was true of the surrounding nobles, with the neutrals looking lightly, and the nobles turning their gaze abominably toward Dusker.

Even if it's not a family heirloom, give it a magic item that corresponds to it. Sometimes this naturally means that I appreciated Ray's work that much, but it also serves as a disincentive to the surroundings that Ray should not be solicited by other nobles. At the same time, it was a far-fetched indication of intent not to leave the city of Gilm by showing Ray that he was using it so heavily.

Regardless, I don't think I can take Ray as my subordinate, regardless of placing him in the city of Gilm, which is also my territory, or temporarily hiring him to be my subordinate, like this one. Because I understand that Ray himself is not a vessel that fits into his own subordination because he is out of standard, and I can easily imagine that even if he is forced to subordinate it, there will just be unwanted disturbances caused by Ray.

The aristocratic nobles turn their abominable gaze to Dusker, but the person in question enjoys the conversation with Ray without looking concerned about the gaze.