Legend

"How about here?

It was the green meadows characteristic of this time of year as we were heading from spring to summer that was spreading ahead of Egret's gaze, who shrugged so.

Sometimes it's about 30 minutes away from the street, and there's nowhere else around but the Rays.

Seeing what was going on around me like that, I guess Egret followed by Miloir was convinced too. I nodded and asked looking to Ray.

"What do you think? I don't think I have a problem with that. I don't have to worry about involving travelers because I'm off the streets..."

Talking that far, he continues his words with a small grin on his mouth.

"Besides, if you're here, you don't have to worry about the intrusion of adventurers after the prize money or anything."

"Um, I'm sure you're less worried about that, but I'm worried you have no idea what the size of the lem race is. I'm glad I forced you to move here, but if you're a monster big enough to see yourself off the street, you'll naturally find it."

"But if you say that, it's the same everywhere, right? The size of the rem race is more than unknown, and we can only consider it acceptable."

Egret turns his gaze to Ray as he hears Hendeca returning the word to Miloir, who says it's fine here.

"Right, Ray is the one in command of this case, so what's Ray's opinion at the heart of it?

"I don't think there's anything particularly wrong with me. I'm going to look around a little bit after this, but so far, this is probably the most prominent candidate."

Located off the street, hard to see. Given that the perimeter is a meadow, there is also the idea that it works advantageously when attacking from above, like Seto or Shen, says Ray with satisfaction.

"I didn't think I had to worry about an intrusion, but this wouldn't be a problem"

Reminds me of the group that followed us a while ago, nodding Ray.

In the end, the group was no longer where the monsters attacked them and followed them, so I wasn't particularly worried. But it was not a mistake to keep measures against intrusion if we thought that was only a story today, or that they might still be targeted after tomorrow.

"That said, it's subtle whether or not he's going to hang on to the fight against the lem race because he's probably the one who's after the item box."

"... then shouldn't we bother using item boxes all over the city?

Miloir groans in some frightened breeze, but Ray flaunts his shoulders and returns words to it.

"I'm afraid of people to use a handy magic item. It would be nothing but silly. If you're going to do that, you just have to have a magic item from the beginning. I don't want to imitate magic items that can be used at least as little as freaking people out."

"But maybe that's what we're gonna come and take from you in a bunch, huh?

"You just have to give them what they deserve then."

Mouth it that far, grinning with niggles.

(Though there's plenty of chance you'll be hit by monsters and other misfortunes like the others just now)

Because what Ray wants most is demon stone, basically it is often a dangerous place to head out to accomplish a request. You have to come to where Ray is if the target of the item box is to strike, beyond being able to imitate things like raiding all over the city. It would be self-evident what would happen if that were the case. Or you'll realize with regret that defeating that monster doesn't mean that Ray and Seto have aliases for Dada if you put your hands on them.

And to use a hand other than the raid, Ray is taking the form of Dusker, who is also the Larks Border Uncle.

If those who ignore them all have put their hands on Ray, that is also the means of running away as a last resort.

That way, the kingdom of Mireana will eventually have a scarce item box, follow the griffon of the Rank A monster, and lose the rare talent of having an alias in Rank C.

"Wow, something's wrong with Ray. He looks terrible."

Hear Egret tell Ray as surprised as he looks at his face whether his inner thoughts were on his face, and open his mouth as he rushes off topic.

"Anyway, do you want to look for this place as a candidate for forced relocation and everything else? If there's a better place, we can make it a battlefield."

Both Miloir and Hendeca noticed that they were off the record, but especially after Ray, who said not to pinch his mouth but to look for the next place, and Egret, Seto, or Shen, who is grabbing on the back of that Seto, followed Ray again.

"Uh, after all, you couldn't find a better place than the first meadow."

Egret's boring words echo down the street as the sun is about to turn into dusk.

Everyone else nods behind such an egret and walks along.

"Near the city of Emosion is conditional. I can't help but narrow the scope. It's more about the operation than that. How much time do we need to get ready?

The first person to answer Ray's voice was Egret.

"I'm always... that's what I'm gonna do today."

"You idiot, whatever it is, it's not going to happen today. Oh, my preparations are enough to buy a potion or something and take care of the weapon, so even tomorrow will be enough. What about Hendeca?

"Well, that's right. You think I'm in charge of a bow other than Shen? I'd like to buy a bow or arrow or something, so I'd like some time to practice."

Even if you make it a weak hendeca for pushing, you're still anxious when it's suddenly a fight with a bow. Ask Ray for time to practice.

Ask Ray to think of something as he looks at such a hendeca.

"By the way, have you ever used a bow?

"Ah, yes. I'm somewhat used to being taken hunting a few times when I'm in the village"

"Right.... Then I would like to use it for one day tomorrow, meaning I will get my reckoning back, and it is the day after tomorrow that I will actually set up a rem race. Do you have any other hopes or opinions?

Three people nod silently wondering if Ray's words have any particular objections.

The sight of Seto and Shen nodding similarly silently when they saw those three probably felt something warm from the edge.

"Okay, then that's the decision. Please prepare for each tomorrow. When the bell arrives at 9: 00 a.m. the day after tomorrow, it means we meet before the guild."

"Pfft. Fighting the lem race at last? I wonder what a formidable enemy you are. Looking forward to it."

"Ha, what are you doing with a guy like this? But without me, there's gonna be a hell of a lot of noise going on out there."

"Sooo... hah... calm down, calm down. Me. First I need to train my bow tomorrow so I can be a little bit more active."

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr?"

"Kiki!"

Each of the three other people besides Ray regains his temper, Seto turns to Shen on his back and talks about something, and Shen answers that.

Watching that happen, Ray realizes he's not nervous about doing what makes him the # 1 liver... and then there's something in his eye that stops him from legging.

"That's..."

"Hmm? What's going on?

Ask Ray, whose leg Egret stopped, but Ray stared at one point without answering it. Looking at the red scattered massively across the street, he nods as he is convinced and turns his gaze to the egret he has been asking.

"No, I hear there was a massive battle somewhere a little further down the road"

"An enemy!?

"You idiot! I'm telling you it happened in the past. I mean, you can't hear a cry or anything in the first place, so you're pretty sure the fight's over."

"... oh. Sure, if they say so. Shit, I haven't moved my body today, so I wish I had a monster."

"Wow, that's Mr. Egret, the Rank B Adventurer. I don't think that way at all."

"Sort of. Hendeca would be like me if he got more rank..."

"Don't be!

I guess I got angry with Egret for what he said and did. The whip wielded by Miroir makes a flashy noise by tapping the ground near Egret.

"Hendeca, because these kind of battle freaks and brain muscles are rarely even in Rank B. He's just special."

"Ha ha... Really?"

To Miloir's words, joyfully...... but at the same time he nods with an unfortunate look on his face.

Even as they watch the exchange between the three of them, the Rays move on and eventually reach a place where the blood is spreading.

"Heh, sounds like you did have a big fight here. Based on this amount of blood, close to 40 people on the enemy's side?

Squirting, egrets looking around. Those who were fighting here must have been careful not to let the monsters they defeated become undead. Whether it was a magical flame, or simply started our own fire, a short distance from the streets showed signs of burning monsters and human carcasses.

(Well, if you leave a body here and undead it, you don't know what kind of penalty the guy who did it will get. Especially the ones who followed us. There's got to be somewhere dark behind it.)

Whimpering inside, he looks around with Egret.

"Apparently, it was a bunch of goblins that attacked us."

"Oh."

I guess I forgot to collect it after I knocked it down, Egret squeaking with his gaze toward Goblin's arm, and Ray nodding again.

"Goblins aren't such a big threat to adventurers who are gathering in this city right now..."

Egret grumbling again. The next thing you see is the remains of a broken sword in the middle of your body.

It must be what the adventurers who fought here left behind. Egret's eyebrows are slightly praised when he sees it.

"From the state of that sword with little rust, it's probably the adventurer's. The adventurer will also suffer some damage. Does an arms-proud adventurer who's been looking for a lem race take on as much damage as a goblin?

"When it comes to it, is it possible that there were superior or rare species?

Miloir asks Egret's words, but shakes his neck to the side.

"No, there was probably a foothold figure on the adventurer's side. Look around the street. Fighting is shifting as if we were gathered in one place to protect something."

Looking at the footprints and battle trails around the streets, you can tell that by your partner, Miloir, even if he calls you a brain muscle or a battle freak. It would be just like Rank B Adventurer. No, you were able to make a decision because you were a Ningro combat freak.

"I'm sure if you say so. Either way, the guy who fought here was the one who followed us, right? You deserve it in a way."

"Huh? Yes, is that okay?

Ask the lightly broken Miloir words in such a way that Hendeca is afraid, but Egret and Ray, not just Miloir, nod equally.

"Whatever happens to them trying to assault people, you deserve it. If you're not the adventurer who was after us, and the adventurer who asked for an escort fought Goblin, it's usually the adventurer's job."

That's all Ray tells him, and he goes towards the city of Emosion. Hendeca followed Ray without saying anything more.

A line back to the city of Emosion, each breaks up with a promise to meet before the Alliance at 9: 00 a.m. the day after tomorrow.

Note that Shen, who was on Seto's back when he broke up, resisted until the end, but it was impressive to Ray that he just didn't like being left on Hendeca when he sounded lonely against Seto and then left.

Aside from Ray, Miroir smiled and watched as the demons got along.

"There are only a few days left to stay with you if the rem race exorcism is successful the day after tomorrow, and you can't do it?"

Whimpering, he lowers his back to the bed in the room he's taking at Bihai's Coral Pavilion.

As for Ray, he's eating, so I'd like to stay asleep, but for no reason, when he takes the pair of orbs out of the mysteries and sheds his magic, eventually the crown-worn cunt is reflected in the crystal.

'Yeah? Oh, Ray. Can I assume that the fact that you've been contacting me like this means that you're ready to deal with something like lem racing?

"Right. It's pretty much just a hit, but I made a plan. So, regarding the forced transfer of the lem race... it's going to be about the morning after tomorrow, okay?

"Hmm, the morning after tomorrow?...... okay. Does that mean the Lord will rendezvous when he goes out to sea?

"It would help if you did. Then I want you to force me to transfer the lem race... you just have to look this way for where you want me to transfer it, right?

Make it space magic, make it space magic, it can be used at all for rays that are only suitable for the magic of flames. That's why I asked, Grimm nodding with a laugh.

"Uhm. You don't have to worry, because when Noh uses spatial magic, he arranges a technique to transfer it to the place that is on your Lord's mind."

"Well, can you do that with spatial magic?"

It was Ray listening to Grimm and squeaking unintentionally at the convenience of space magic, but it was laughter coming back from Grimm.

"Fofofo. Naturally, I can't be a normal magician. Though it's not as good as Necromancer magic, it's only after thousands of years of drilling. Hmm? Oh, I'm sorry, but we're in the middle of an experiment right now. I can't talk for long. I'll see you the morning after tomorrow, off the coast of Emosion. '

That's what I told him, and the grimm that was in the orb against him disappears.

It was Ray who put the opposing orb back into the mistering and put his mind to the battle the day after tomorrow as he slept straight into bed.