Legend

"Ahhhhhhhhh"

Ray, who slept in bed, wakes up with a big stretch.

Waking up and looking around, what came into view was a small room about three tatami. Even though it's small, the majority of that room is filled with beds, and it's finally the size of spending time alone.

Actually, a man close to 2m or his partner's woman came into this room a while ago, but I remember that at that time it was so dense that it just stuck my breath, and Ray turns his gaze out the window.

The sky seen through the window was so dark and covered in rain clouds that it was not comparable to yesterday when we fought the Rem Race.

"... glad you fought Rem Race yesterday"

Weave a dragon robe, put on a pair of Slapenil shoes, and whine as you check your physique using the running water dagger you put out of the mistering.

There were reasons that the situation was not favorable for Ray, who specializes in the magic of flames, and above all the ultimately simple reason that Ray himself was sorry to fight a giant monster like Rem Race in the rain.

"That said, did you just make too much noise yesterday? Looks like it's almost noon."

Clarify your ears with the blemishes that come from outside the room and from outside the inn, anticipating the time now.

Last night we made a fuss about drinking and singing in a liquor store co-located in the Guild, and it was around the time of day that we returned to the Inn, so even for the residents of this city we would have been awake much later in the night.

In fact, Ray himself cut it up a little early, but there were still a lot of adventurers left in the Guild's tavern. I guess it was still noisy in the tavern even after Ray left, especially considering that everyone was contending to cook with the lem lace meat that Ray served out of Mystering.

"The Alliance has… no need to go"

Perhaps even if we went to the guild now, the only ones left there would be dead drunkards. Having so decided, Ray considers how to spend the 10 days promised to Roseus.

Far from the city of Emosion is a rejection, beyond the fact that the aim in the first place is to make sure that Rem Race does not show up any more. If we can't stretch our legs far, we'll have to kill time around this city...

"If you think of collecting monster demon stones that come out around here, isn't that a bad thing? First things first."

I have defeated a monster in the sea several times, but the body of the monster is decided and sinks into the sea. Normally, if it were a corpse, it would float in the ocean...

"Then all you need to do to pull up the corpse of the monster you defeated..." or something? It's Harbor Street, and if you go to a blacksmith, you can make it. "

Squeeze, get out of the room and head to the dining room on the ground floor.

There are quite a few people there eating lunch, and at the same time there is a bright atmosphere somewhere.

"Ah, Mr. Ray. Good morning...... no, probably. It's a lot slower... well, can't you do it today? What about the meal? There's something about the rem race, so we're gonna have a treat today or so."

When I saw Ray coming down the stairs, I nodded small to the daughter of the inn who came with a voice and headed to the dining room.

(Exactly Harbor Street. I hear the rem race thing is already spreading)

Waiting for a meal while listening to the adventurers and sailors around them, sandwiches are eventually lined up on the table with sandwiches sandwiched with baked fish unwrapped and seasoned, soup with plenty of seafood and cold water. What's more, you grasped Ray's taste in previous meals, splitting the giant shrimp in half vertically, and cooking like gratin cooked with cheese and bread flour on it also came out.

"That's a lot of luxury."

"Eh heh. Thanks for knocking me out of the Rem Race. The prize neck had quite a crowd of adventurers, but we were all in trouble because we still couldn't get a ship inside. As a member of this city, Ray took away the cause."

I reach for the shrimp first as I hear the sign daughter of the inn laughing like it's lit. When you crumple shrimp in a fork and transport it to your mouth with cheese, the shrimp's prickly teeth and the richness of the cheese come together to entertain Ray's tongue.

"... delicious"

"Eh heh. It's a little pricey because I use half the big shrimp, but it's a specialty dish from this store."

"Surely this flavor would also make it a specialty dish.... you know what's going on in the harbor?

"Oh, yeah. One of the first ships left early this morning. At first, the other ships were watching the ship, but since confirming that they had passed the waters where the lem race was out, the other ships have left simultaneously. I guess there's hardly any more ships left in the harbor, huh? I think it's a fishing boat, even if it's still there."

"... heh"

Ray groans like he was impressed and smiles thinly.

She was a daughter who was caught up in the situation for a moment, but returned to me immediately and went back to work.

Dropping off such hindsight, Ray thinks as he drinks a soup with plenty of shellfish stock out.

(Was there a captain or shipowner with extra courage on the first ship leaving the port, or was it so dangerous that he could no longer pay the harbour royalties?... it's none of my business around here)

He ate up a meal that was too sumptuous to call lunch, and first headed to the stables with Seto to see what the city was like.

"You're certainly coming back alive compared to yesterday. The number of adventurers seems to be falling considerably."

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

Whimpering Ray as he walks with Seto throughout the city. In its hands are large quantities of fish skewers, squid dried overnight, sandwiches and southern fruits, which throw red and blue speckled fruit into the couch as the ceto rings.

The massive amount of food Ray has, Ray doesn't even use one of the copper coins to get this. All of this was received free of charge by the store owner.

Rumors that the Rem Race was defeated ran around the city within the last night, and yesterday it was a banquet noise of drinking and singing anywhere in a tavern in the city. At the same time, the story spread from the adventurers about who had defeated the lem race, as Ray predicted, and the result was a pile of groceries that could not be sustained.

Originally Ray came to the city of Emosion for seafood, and he bought a lot of ingredients for his dishes. For this reason, as in the city of Gilm, the food stores in this city saw it as a good customer, and the name probably sold quite a bit.

It is already stored inside the mysteries with regard to dishes and ingredients that cannot be held, and only one part of the food given is in Ray's arms.

"All right, here it is."

In the meantime, Ray arrives at the desired store when he hears a well-armed blacksmith at a certain stall.

It is located a little off the boulevard and is usually hard to find just by looking. The shopkeeper Dwarf also has a stubborn personality, and he's not that good with people, but Ray had been told by the stall owner that he could still do it as a blacksmith in the city of Emosion, bent over, purely because of his good arm.

Into such a stubborn Dwarf doing blacksmith...... the next moment, reflexively dodging something that flew in.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Something of it passes through a space with rays dodged beside it with screams, crashing into the wall of the store across the street and falling to the ground making a beshare noise.

"... what?

Exactly what Ray looked at when he was intrigued by unexpected events was a familiar face, because the person boasting a body of nearly 2m was the person he had worked with in yesterday's Rem Race crusade.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr?"

Approaching Egret, where Seto is rolling on the ground, he gently rocks that huge body - smaller than Seto's - with his forefoot as he rattles his throat low.

Are you okay? I notice Seto worrying in the wind. Egret strokes Seto's head as he stands up.

"Wow, that's bad, Seto....... hmm? What, Seto? Why is Seto here? And Ray..."

I guess I finally realized that after saying that. It was Egret asking Ray as he tilted his little neck.

"I heard there's a handsome blacksmith here.... What are you doing here? What happened to your external conscience, Miloir?

"No, I do act with Miloir, but that's not why we're always together, is it? Today's a different day."

Even though I said I was blown away, it doesn't look like I took anything particularly damaging because Egret is sturdy, is it the performance of the protective equipment, or is it the arm of the person who threw it away again?

(Eighty-nine, that's Egret's own sturdiness)

Having made that decision lightly, Ray glances at Egret and then puts Seto on standby to enter the blacksmith. But at that moment...

"Yeah, I told you to go home! I would never hit a weapon without knowing something like you!

From behind the blacksmith comes a hammer to strike the sword with such anger.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not talking to Egret."

Ray takes the hammer, which flew as the patterned part rotated, with one hand to kill momentum.

You were surprised there wasn't a falling sound of the hammer, one dwarf showing his face from behind the blacksmith.

Although it is about 130cm tall, the body's muscles are brilliantly built up, probably not much different from Egret's if you think about it in pure weight. Or possibly heavier than Egret. It's a typical dwarf around the strong side and growing a mustache that seems to reach the chest.

"Hmm? What, you didn't know what happened earlier? I'm sorry, but I'm not in a very good mood right now. So, what can I do for you?

Ray opens his mouth to try to finish his errands first to Dwarf, who is frowning heavily and staring at Egret as he peeks his face through the entrance to the store.

"I want to do something about the monsters in the ocean sinking when they kill them. Do you have anything? After that, if you have a barrel containing debris such as iron chips, crumb ore, or blade fragments that you no longer use, give it up too."

"... Whatever the hell do you use that garbage for?

"That sounds like my trump card for once. When fighting a giant monster like Rem Race, it becomes a powerful weapon."

Rem Race. Hear the words, move Pickles and Eyebrows.

"Rem racing, you say? Hey, there's been a rumor since yesterday that the adventurer who defeated Rem Race..."

"Oh. It's about me. Later, Egret, who was thrown outside, was one of the parties that defeated the Rem Race."

"What!?

Egret smiles bitterly as she peeks her face through the store entrance to a dwarf that opens her eyes wide.

"Even though I said I knocked him down, most of that credit belongs to Ray. It's Ray who prepared the magic items to force the transfer, and it's Ray who finished the rem race, which we could hardly do any damage to."

"... thanks to your spear piercing, Rem Race lost one eye."

Dwarf, who was listening to such a conversation, nodded small and spoke to Egret, who was peeking his face from outside the store.

"Shit, if you're saying you defeated the lem race, can't you go down there? Come in."

He smacks his tongue small, invites Egret into the store and instructs him to sit in the chair with his gaze.

To that appearance, Ray and Egret tried to face Dwarf and sat down to the chair, the first person to open his mouth was Dwarf.

"I don't know anything there. If you say you defeated Rem Race, I'll listen to you a little more patiently. What kind of weapon do you want me to build with that material?

"It's Paul Axe. I want you to make Paul Axe with Rem Lace fangs."

"... as I said earlier. Those fangs aren't for Paul Axe. It's all those long fangs around the corner. I can still make the most of it if I become a spear and a halvard. Halvard can use the tip part of the fang as the tip part of the spear, but when it comes to Paul Axe, it can only be imitated by finely crushing the fang and mixing it in? 60% of Halvard if you look at it purely in the sense of aggression...... no matter how hard you try, it's about 70%. Still holding Paul Axe?

"Oh, of course"

Egret nodding without a moment of hesitation. Dwarf, who gazed still with that egret, sighed deeply and nodded as he scratched his head.

"Shh. I can't say I don't like it if the bastard who defeated Rem Race asks me to. Okay, but you don't have to be anything more than I make you."

"Whoa! I brought in all that material even over here, so I'm in trouble if you make the right stuff."

"Uh, no body. Well, fine. So, you said that Ray over there or something. Were you a jerk?

Ray nods at Dwarf's words as he talks about changing his mood.

"That's right. Precisely, it has a return on the tip of the blade so that it doesn't fall out inside after piercing. Since it will be used as a throwing weapon, I would like you to attach a rope to the part of the pattern so that it can attract the stabbed prey. You don't have to think about the weight or anything, so please be as sturdy as you can."

"... are you okay with that physique?

"Oh. Even if it looks like this, I'm working out. Plus, if you can get some flame ore shards in the barrel, let me in. Different explosive power."

To Ray's words, Dwarf snorted, sighing just as he did when he heard the order from Egret.