Legend

Night. The time when the moon is passing directly over and about to sink. Second, Ray wakes up in the tent.

Sometimes I would be excited or nervous about spending time with Elaine, which can be called a meeting. But that wasn't the only reason I woke up.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ray. Are you awake?

Yes, because this is how I realized I was approaching my sleeping tent.

Naturally, there was no way Seto would ever notice such an opponent following Ray's side at all times, and he was aware of the existence of a whispering call to Ray's tent not to cause trouble around him.

However, since it did not appear to cause any direct harm to Ray, he simply opened his eyes thinly while lying on the side of the tent, and did not move on to any further action.

"Mr. Ray, Mr. Ray.... Trouble, have you fallen asleep yet?

I squealed at nobody and just tried to speak up to the tent again...

"What can I do for you in the middle of the night?

As usual, Ray, dressed like a dragon robe and a pair of Slapenil shoes, shows up from inside the tent.

He was the man who gave Ray a flash of surprise when he showed up as if he didn't feel a sign, but he immediately turned back to me and opened his mouth.

"Excuse me, actually, a certain person asked me to call Mr. Ray"

"... Me?

Ray turns his gaze to the man in front of him as he returns his words.

He wears leather armor and has a long sword-filled sheath hanging on his hips. Aged in his late 20s and early 30s, he is a typical adventurous dressed man.

"Some people, what do you mean?

"I'm sorry, but I'm not the kind of person you can easily talk to. If you don't mind, could you come with me?

Ray frowns slightly at the man's words.

(Even if I say no to this look, you're going to sit tight. Then you should get some sleep after talking, huh? Fortunately, the withdrawal is tomorrow, and the journey is a carriage, so there's no problem with sleep deprivation.)

I quickly gather my thoughts in my head and call out to Seto, who is lying on the side of his tent sighing all the time if I have no choice.

Seto, let's go.

"Gru."

sleigh, and saw Seto rise from sleeping, and the man who seemed to be an adventurer shook his head in a great panic.

"Also, I'm sorry, but Mr. Ray is the only one coming"

"... that Seto can't?

"Yes, that. The person you're calling is not good at monsters. So Mr. Ray told me to come alone."

Ray looked surprised for a moment by the man's words, but he sighs again and turns his gaze toward Seto.

"That seems to be the case. In the meantime, I'm coming with this guy, so Seto can sleep."

"Gru?"

Are you okay? Ray strokes Seto's head tilting his little neck all the time.

"It's okay. The war is over, and it won't be that dangerous."

Even as I spoke to Seto that way, Ray's mouth gave me a nibbling grin.

I guess I saw how it went and decided there was no problem. Seto closes his eyes by lowering his head again, which was being stroked.

"Let's go. Show me."

"Yes, this way. I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

This was the first time I had seen Griffon so close to this for an adventurer man as well, I exhale relieved to see how Seto listened to Ray very hard.

Then proceed in the darkness so as to lead Ray.

After the battle, the nobles handed out booze as a feast of victory, and banquets were also held - naturally, the booze for the Larks' army was stored in the mysteries - but there were already a few nobles behind the Seremouth Plains, and no one like them already banquets. The position of the Royal Mireana Army was quiet and silent for the reason that it was not too far away for the rest of the nobility, the army and the adventurers, and for the fact that it was time to stay up late.

Naturally, there is more to watching than the possibility that the undead will show up, but it was an undeniable fact that the war was over even for those watchdogs.

Ray and the adventurer man move on inside such a position. However, it is not a painting with the tents of the nobles that leads to it, but the outward direction of the less manned positions.

"... Isn't it noble you're calling me?

Speak up to the back of an adventurer man. But it seemed like some sorry word to come back.

"Well, I'm sorry, but I was just asked to."

Ray frowns small at the words he returns.

(There is no doubt that it is an eighty-nine trap or something. But if you don't feel like you're hiding something from this guy, maybe this guy's got a tricked mouth too? Then should this man protect even in a witness sense?... no, I guess my arm will stand quite a bit better than being on this battlefield with an adventurer before then, so maybe I don't need to worry)

Only adventurers of rank D or higher can participate in this war in the first place. If you look at not even one of the injuries, you will have dived through the war intact or with minor injuries, so it was certain that the man walking to lead Ray also had the strength to do so.

Thinking of it that way, I guess I eventually got to my destination. The adventurer man turns toward Ray outside the position where the soldiers around are not closer than unpopular...... and it's not strange when the undead shows up.

"I'm sorry, but can you give me more weapons than I am a nobleman from now on?

"... in this situation? This place is already out of position, so it's not weird when the undead attack you?

That being said, I feel signs of about 20 people ahead of the Rays. While sighing inside into the unfolding as expected, I take the dagger I'm using to dismantle it from mystering in my dragon robe and replace it with a misrill knife, gently giving it away.

"I'm sorry, they're telling me to do this. The safety of the place is ensured. Most importantly, Mr. Ray would have no problem without a weapon, would he?

React to a man's words, Pickle.

It was natural in a way, but the man in front of him knows how powerful he is. I guess there's no mistake in judging yourself an enemy, given that knowing that would mean you pulled yourself into this obvious trap. But... before it became clear what the man in front of him was up to, he arrived at his destination.

That's where I've been waiting...

"I've been waiting for you. As rude as you are to let this bitch wait for me. No, I guess I'm in this situation because I don't understand my part of the story."

That's what I'm saying was a familiar face to take to Ray. I take it for granted to look down on others, and what's in their eyes is the color of mockery. He is an aristocratic nobleman, Renozis Immerhen, who has also rubbed with Ray. And all around it are those with swords, spears, bows. There are about 15 people with weapons. It was the identity of the signs Ray felt earlier. And there are 5 other signs that exist trying to hide around.

Regardless of who was hiding, those who were armed around Renodis had something in common. Everyone wears the same armor.

That means that all those present here belong to some sort of group. And when it comes to what the group is, it's not that hard to predict if you take it to Ray.

His Knights, huh?

I remember what Elaine told me before the battle started, against the man in front of me.

He says he is the next head of the Marquis family and leads his immediate Knights in the war. But...

"For that, you're a lot of beautiful armored knights. It's like you're not even in the fight.... Oh, I see. Did I take the place to play? No, I think you ambushed the advance troops later, but you weren't in on that either?

Ray speaks a language that is even more provocative. Even if it's okay to make fun of others, Renodis, who isn't used to being ridiculed, naturally dyes his face bright red with anger against such a ray.

"Who are you talking to! In the first place, because you are disrespectful to me, you must have been placed in a position where you cannot make war!

Ray listens to the word and looks at Renodis with a mockery in his mouth, but inside he twists his neck.

(In a placement where you can't make war effort because of me? So... as a result of the move around Elaine?

That's what I thought, Ray, but the truth is that Filma, entrusted with the command of the aristocracy, decided that a presence like Renodis would run wild and repositioned. But naturally, there's no way Renojis would know that - or even if he did, he couldn't be convinced - that he was repositioned because he lost a duel with Ray.

"I did lose in the duel then. I'll admit it. But it's only with the magic item weapon you had. There's no better way to beat you than to take away that weapon, and this difference in numbers. Wouldn't you? Look, give me the weapon you took from him."

It was the adventurer man who had guided Ray so far who was turned his gaze. I even heard Renodis' words in pity, but eventually I softly give away the weapon given to me by Ray.... yes, a normal knife with no philosophy whatsoever to dismantle the monster.

"... hey, what's this? I ordered you to keep his weapon, didn't I? That's why we only have this kind of trashy weapon?

"Unfortunately, this was the only weapon he had.... then I'll excuse you around here. Whatever happens here, there's no more relationship... with what intent?

An adventurer man who asks when he sees one of the knights who had a spear on Renodis' side turned his tip to himself.

But Renodis turns his gaze and opens his mouth like he can even see on a roadside stone.

"I can only dispose of it if it doesn't help that I can't do this kind of work. Curse your incompetence and die."

"... did I receive Mr. Ray's weapon properly, as I was told?

"Don't be ridiculous! What took up the weapon without taking up that giant sickle that could be called his symbol! Don't take up weapons like this and make them look great!

Renodis screams abominably and slaps a knife to the ground.

"Hey, that's my love stuff for once. Don't treat me too crudely."

Renodice's wrath reaches its pinnacle on Ray, who opens his mouth with some spare expression...

"Do it, kill it! It's deep red. No matter what they say, the trick is there's a magic item! Magic Eye that you beat me..."

The moment I had a seizure and screamed. A knight who was spearing right next to himself quickly flew something to an unarmed face and hit him. Something smashes his face as it is and blows it up nearly 10m.

To Renodis... no, I wouldn't have known what happened to the knights either. But then several meteoric strikes are fired continuously, and each time the knights are blown away as if they were a joke or something, they lose their lives.

Stay put for a few seconds. More than half of the knights scattered their lives, and Renodis, who finally returned to me, shouts.

"Kill him! Kill him!

Nanica is thrown again the moment she screams. At that time, the surrounding knights, including Renodis, finally realize what kind of attack they are being attacked from earlier. Yes, look at the cheap rusty spear that was in Ray's hand at some point.

Spear throwing, that's a means of ranged attack that Ray likes to use. The spear released by Ray's own outwardly stained force is cheap in itself… On the contrary, if it is pierced by the flesh, even though it is something that is on the verge of disposal, which cannot be used in normal combat, it will be blown up, or pierced, and if it is not extraordinarily defensive, even if it was equipped with armor or shields. Protective equipment made by leading blacksmiths can also be prevented, but in that case the impact is undoubtedly transmitted to the flesh.

"Slow down!"

Next to Ray throwing a spear like that, an adventurer man quickly pulls his sword out of his hip sheath and waves it.

Moment after moment, Ray and an arrow flying around in the face of a man are slapped down to the ground.

Beating down five arrows by a sword waved in one breath proved that the man of adventurers was more than one user.

"You, you!

I guess I felt like things didn't go the way I wanted. Renodis screams...

"... what?

The next moment I squeal unbelievably at the sight that is spreading in front of me.

Yes, until a moment ago, Ray, who must have been about 10 meters away, was swinging through the giant sickle he had when he fought himself for some reason. At the next moment, the knight, who was around Renodis, falls to the ground as all of it bleeds out.

"Who did you sell the fight to...... understand with the pain"

Death size swung with the words, and the tip was slashed and torn from Renodice's right shoulder by the armor nations in a swinging blow, and the tip was similarly slashed from his left shoulder by the armor nations in a slashing blow as it was, flying through the air.