Legend

"Ha, was it wasted today after all..."

Ray whines as he sleeps on his bed in Bihai's Coral Pavilion room.

Rem Race, a bounty neck. I can't really discover what it looks like, and even more so today, the adventurers who have imitated Ray and Seto in their search for a Rem Race figure, and in doing so, eating the spear attack of the sea water to help the ship nearly sink, took a lot of extra effort and a lot of mental fatigue.

After eventually taking the Magic Item ship to the ship that was sinking as a rescue, he went straight back to the port with Shen of Icebird and gave Hendeca a rewarding silver coin, and went straight back to the inn.

"I have to fundamentally change something because staying like this is only going to be a symptomatic treatment forever..."

I know that, but I don't know how to fundamentally change it and exhale again.

In the last few days, there has been little damage caused by lem racing. To be more precise, the damage is zero only for ships leaving the harbour, but the situation is that a few ships coming into the harbour are sunk.

Fortunately, they haven't asked me to do the Rem race positive tomorrow, so if there's anything to do, it's only tomorrow. But it haunts Ray without knowing how.

"I hope it's also a magic item to find some invisible enemy..."

Expand the list of items stored in the mysteries into the back of your brain, exhaling. I'll see if there's anything I can use.

"Is there anything that might be useful in this case...?"

Ray sighs as he puts his eyes through the list.

But at that time... I notice the presence of a certain magic item.

More precisely, the person who gave me the item.

He is a rich man who has lived since the same age as Zeppyre, who fused with Ray, and who has so much power in Ray today that it is incomplete. Ray wins if it's just the amount of magic, to be precise, but he's a person who's way ahead in terms of technology like how it operates.

Unlike Ray, who can only use the magic of flames at the same time, he uses space magic, space-time magic, and necromancy, authentic monsters.

"... I really don't want to rely much..."

Still, he decides he can't help but have no other hand, and takes the desired item out of the mistering.

A crystal the size of a fist and a magic item called 'The Orb of Pairs' that you can always converse with your opponent with the other crystal that is magically connected.

As soon as it shed its magic while gripping its crystal, it glowed thinly, and at the next moment its crystal shows a crowned clarinet.

"Oh, is this crystal... Ray? Long time no see."

To Rich, who sounds happy somewhere, Ray also returns the words with a small grin on his mouth again.

"Oh, it's been a long time, Grimm"

Do you have any trouble contacting Non? You're welcome to talk to the public, of course.

The face of the rich Grimm cannot be read because it is a bone. Also, if there was meat or skin and a facial expression, Ray cuts out an errand to go straight to the point that he doesn't think he can cross with Grimm, who has lived for a long time, in abdominal arts.

"Actually, I'm in a city called Emotion right now. You know what?

'Mm-hmm. That's not what they call the gateway to the kingdom of Mireana. Exactly. I know the extent to which you're obscuring research. "

"In that city of Emosion, a monster, now known as the Rem Race, sits offshore, with prizes hanging from the city's upper echelons"

"Hmm? Did your lord go there for the prize, too?

Grimm giggles as he rocks his jaw bones.

Rich, but I guess it's late. Ray shakes his head even though he remembers the feeling that something cold runs on his spine somewhere, albeit beyond the crystal, not that he is seeing him in person.

"Sure, I'd like to have the prize too, but my biggest aim is the Demon Stone. As Grimm knows, it's for Seto."

"Hmm, as always, I was relieved to grow a ceto created by warcraft. 'Cause if they told me that this was all about money, I would have had to question my qualifications as the one who inherited Lord Zeppyre's will.'

"... right"

It passes Ray's brain that questioning his credentials could turn him into an assassin.

In fact, Ray also understands that Grimm already respects the late Zeppyre from the bottom of his heart right now, so that's not necessarily a zero chance.

'So, did you say that lem race or something? Unfortunately, Noon doesn't know such a monster exists, but can I ask what kind of monster it is?

To the grimm who asks, Ray's answer shakes his head silently.

"I wanted to know that, so I decided to use this pair of orbs."

"Hmm? Let me know more."

"The first thing I know is I don't know if it's magical or race-specific, but I have the ability to manipulate and attack seawater like a spear or tentacle"

"As a monster in the sea, water magic...... no, is it magic now? It's not so uncommon to use water magic."

"Given that the surrounding area is water, there is no hand in not using it. And above all, the biggest feature is that you have no idea where you are."

"I don't know where you are," what?

Grimm asks surprised by Ray's words. I guess they were unexpected words, even though they were rich living thousands of years.

But Ray opens his mouth with a sigh of sigh at such a grimm inquiry.

"It means literally. There is no doubt that a monster named Rem Race exists more than it is true that it is being attacked. But I can't confirm that anywhere. That's like being convinced you're using magic from somewhere far away."

"Are you a monster off the coast of Emotion? Then aren't you in the ocean?

"That's what I thought, too. I couldn't find it in the ocean within sight of even a few. That surrounding ocean is transparent, so I can see it to some point... so if I can't do it, there's a rem race near the bottom of the ocean, and I guess it's more likely I'm attacking from there..."

"If that's what you know, do you think you can handle it?

"You can't. What I'm good at is the magic of fire, and I have little effective means against enemies in the sea. If it's a spear throw, it won't reach the bottom of the ocean if it's shallow, and if it does, it'll have little power."

Ray sighs in such a way that he can't help himself.

He was a grimm looking over the crystal with some interesting atmosphere about how Ray looked like that, but eventually he opens his mouth to notice that Ray's gaze set in looking back at himself.

"What's wrong with you? With those scary eyes. '

"You, aren't you amused?

'Well, I don't know what to do. But if that's the case, would Nong help?

Pickle and Ray's cheeks move on Grimm's unleashed words.

"What exactly can you do for me?

'Well, that's the extent to which we can destroy and undead all living organisms off the Emosion...'

"Please don't."

Ray mouths that almost reflexively.

"If that happens, that's what could destroy the city of Emosion"

'Bye. Well, it's true that Non is best at Necromancer magic than he is Rich... and when he does, it's something like space magic is easy.'

Grimm tells Ray's waste lightly. I guess I didn't mean to overflow the Emosion coast in the undead from the start.

Ray sighs again when he finds out that he's been teased.

"Suggest me that way from the start.... So, what can you do if it's space magic?

"Well... simply put, it's not about finding that lem race and doing it and forcing it to transfer to a specific place with spatial magic."

"... what?

Unexpectedly, Ray asks back.

How Ray, who specializes in flaming attacks against enemies in the sea, deals damage, or how he finds out what Rem Race looks like before then. It would be stranger not to be surprised if people would say that they could do something about the difficulty that had plagued Ray's head even here for a while.

"Is that possible?

"Hmm. It's not possible or impossible to say. However, there are various preconditions'

"Prerequisites?

'Bye. Depending on the size of the subject, for example, when forced to transfer in space magic, enormous magic is required. Besides, there is also the problem of transferable distances, which cannot be transferred that far from the city of Emosion. What's more, the Lord needs to defeat the monster, so we can't transfer the monster to the night it becomes fierce, so we have to do it by day. Then, naturally, Rich Noh will also lose his abilities... No, the weakening is more severe than a normal monster than being undead, so I want you to think that maybe once you transfer it, you won't be able to help after that. Especially as I said earlier, the best thing about Noh is Necromancer magic, and space magic can only be used to a certain extent.'

One after the other, Ray unwittingly frowned and opened his teasing mouth to the anxiety elements coming out of Grimm's mouth.

"Then wouldn't it be quicker for Grimm to take it down without me taking it down anymore?

"Fool!

Anger echoing over the crystal. Rather than magic, Ray is accidentally pressured by his power as a rich man who has lived thousands of years.

"Do you not feel sorry that those who inherit the will and power of Lord Zeppyre will seek help from Non in this degree? No, regardless of the help of setting the stage for battle with space magic, I didn't expect to leave everything to you... do you really think that you can make Seto into a warcraft beyond the Fenrir created by Lord Zepile in Warcraft?

"Right...... right. If you're going to help me, I'm not going to leave it all to Grimm."

To Grimm's scolding, he snorts immediately, breathing for a moment.

"Okay. Then I'll leave it to you to call Rem Race... No, can you find Rem Race in the first place?

"To that extent, it's not that difficult for Nong, so don't worry."

"... that's where I've been struggling. My hard work so far..."

"It's not until there's a magic trick in the area that's been loaded with drills for years. Anyway, I hope you leave that area to me, but there are other problems to solve '

"Problems to solve?

"Uhm. You know that's no way for Noon to show up?

"Well, I guess so"

If Rich were to show up over the Emosion coast, it was certain that it would be a fuss first. That's how the Rem Race is forgotten.

I can predict that degree even for Ray, so I nod small at Grimm's words.

"When that happens," someone "has to be on the spot in place of" someone "when" Noon "transfers Rem Race and Dora in space magic. And the only one who can do it is the Lord, who knows about Non."

"... I see"

Ray snorts that if the lem race suddenly ceases to show up without any foretaste, this will also be a noise one day.

'And we also have to leave someone where we sent the lem race in space magic. You know this again?

"Oh. I'd like to have forced you to transfer in space magic, but if you stay put, you're going to break out at the destination, or you're going to move in search of the ocean."

"Uhm. So I'm pretty sure we need someone who can contain Rem Race behavior until Ray gets there."

Even though Grimm tells me so, Ray can barely think of the kind of face to help himself in the city of Emosion.

Of course, if you speak up to the many adventurers in the city, you will follow Ray's suggestion. But in that case, it is certain to demand a share, and then it becomes difficult for Ray to make demonic stones and materials his own.

(I hope you're satisfied with the prize money alone... if you get more people, you naturally get fewer minutes. Then the guy who squeezes the waste will also come out. Considering the neighborhood, it would be desirable to be a few sharp)

It was Tamer's Hendeca, whom I hired as a temporary today, that floated behind Ray's brain thinking inside. But soon he disappears.

Certainly familiar due to Hendeca's character, Seto was also friendly to Icebird, another Hendeca Tame Monster. But still, given that it's only Rank D in terms of strength, there's no way Ray's going to leave Rem Race in his hands until he gets to the scene.

(At least if only there were a few more skilled adventurers...)

Ray shrugged so inside, then.

I can hear him running ramblingly down the hallway from outside the room.

And the footsteps lead to Ray's room...

"Whoa, Ray! We're here as promised! I guess you haven't defeated the prize-neck monster yet!

"Hey, Egret. At least knock!

The door is opened without saying anything inside, and two figures show up.

A man in a warrior-style stature carrying Paul Axe and a woman with a whip hanging on her waist.

The figure of Egret and Miloir, rank B adventurers, met on Ray's way to the city of Emosion, was there.