Legend

Others, who had missed Ray and Seto rushing up to the sky for reconnaissance, are blinded by Seto's laid-back appearance, but gather to do what needs to be done first.

Marka, Arnicht and Orchide, whose owners manipulate each carriage bring the carriage into one place and participate as residences and aristocratic frames, examiners from the guild, about 10 m away from it. And Koan, who is also Marca's escort. Roble and Shty, the three Ones test participants are waiting in an intermediate position so that they can rush quickly whichever carriage or nobility is attacked.

"Damn, why bother solidifying away from the carriage? Given the hassle of escorts, it would be easier to stay together and protect them if something happened."

Roble punches his tongue as he pierces the meadow with a spear stone poke.

Shty smiles bitterly at how such a lover looks and opens his mouth to relax.

"You can't help it, because your enemies were weak when it came to rank-up exams originally. Perhaps the results of the exam will also be relevant to this escort. Just because you don't fit your personality, don't let the escort get you out of your way."

"Oh, I'm not out of touch with anything like that. than that......"

Squirting, he turns his gaze to Ones, who is alert to what's going on around him with his dagger in his hands a little further away from Chirali and himself.

"You're not sure you can work well with him. Whatever you say, you're almost silent."

"... it may be true, but you're taking a rank-up exam, so you're sure of your arm. But we don't have a lot of people, so we need to work together where we can."

"So you're not going to let a guy like that Coran help you? From what I've seen, you look pretty armed."

"That's right, because you're the Duke's escort."

"What a child!"

Try Roble and Shty, Marca was only a child. In fact, I'm quite proud of my arms when it comes to magic, but unlike Elaine, who is famous as a princess general, its visibility is low and Marka's name is only to such an extent that anyone still knows it. Therefore, the two adventurers of the city of Gilm could not know what the name Marca Quento meant.

"Well, it's finally the real deal. What do you think?

Away from Roble and Shty, where the nobles are gathered. So the Residence asks those around him.

"Well, as a concubine, I don't doubt Ray's prowess. There's only three left to see in the fight against bicones."

The first person to answer was Marca. Push Ray, also his own friend, first, but the Residence just naturally nods at the words of Marca.

"Indeed, Ray has enough to be rank B when it comes to strength. But, as you know, all Rank B adventurers need is courtesy to nobility and royalty besides pure combat and, above all, decisiveness at times of need. Especially when it comes to national interests and the interests of the city. When it comes to Ray, his combat skills pass without complaint. However, there is a problem with politeness. You're decisive after that. I'm just wondering if I can make a lot of judgements around here... see how you're doing."

Marca gets a slightly more complex look after hearing the Residence's assessment.

Because Ray, a friend of mine, had a strong desire to pass the exam if he tried Marca, but he was also convinced that it had not been about courtesy. If we tried Marca, who sometimes did not like things such as hard language because he was originally young, the use of words that did not even think of Ray's nobility as nobility was a good impression. But I also understood that I was one of the few exceptions I felt that way.

That if you were a regular nobleman, you would definitely find it unpleasant first.

In fact, Arnicht, who had originally come all the way to the city of Gilm to pull Ray out, frowned uncomfortably at the use of the word.

(Is it decisive after that?... don't pull it out, Ray)

When Marka is whining inside, Arnicht next opens his mouth.

"As far as I'm concerned, I'm going to push a beastly woman named Shty. Unlike his partner, Roble, he seems to be somewhat polite to the nobility. The problem is strength... what about the neighborhood?

He nods slightly as he turns his gaze to the Residence, who is also the guild's examiner.

"I was wondering if I had any problems as an adventurer in the Guild. Identify the vicinity in a bicorn crusade."

"Hmm. I hope you're competent"

To Arnicht he nodded, and Orchid, who seemed unmotivated next to him, called out.

"Then how about a wolf beast named Roble?

"No, you can't."

Without even a moment of hesitation, I assure you, Arnicht.

"Being strong over there would not be a bad quality as an adventurer. But I'm too strong. I'm either obsessed with that and the shti I'm partying with, or I'm jealous. No, I don't mind being strong, but you're obviously putting that on the table. It would be a little harsh considering the area."

Whether other facets, including Marka and Koan, are of the same opinion, especially nodding rather than disputing it.

If Roble himself had listened to this story with his five senses of acuteness as a beast man, he would probably have gone mad. But Marca, who specializes in the magic of the wind, has developed a special junction that does not leak his voice around him, and there was nothing that Roble could hear that conversation about, happy or unhappy.

"Then the last one will be Ones..."

There is a bitter smile in the mouth of the Residence who tells him so, but the reason for this is quickly found out from Arnicht's mouth.

"... that's hard. When you look at the fact that you're too silent to change your expression, you have no idea what you're thinking."

"Right. Could it be more trustworthy than someone with a lighter personality? But considering you smoked in Rank C until you were that age, you can't expect much from now on, can you?

It was the word of Orchid that was spouted with sighs, but there Coran speaks differently.

"No, what I would say was that I was a former Rank A, but not so many are adventurers who can go up to Rank B. Considering that..."

You can still hope for the future.

Marka follows Koan's words.

"Right. I was just wondering if I needed to worry too much about him. I guarantee my arms to the Alliance."

"Hmm, then the problem is this one's not polite either. Only rarely do you open your mouth, but you can call it unknown. The same with regard to decisiveness."

Thus, the aristocrats gathered here scored among themselves against the participants in the Rank Up exam.

A position about 5 minutes away from carriages, nobles and those who remain their escorts. Ray and Seto appeared in the sky.

"... I'm pretty sure that's a bicone..."

A flock of horse-shaped monsters with two horns growing from their foreheads, visible at the end of their eyes. Ray squeaks as he sees it.

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

Seto, who hears that whining, also rings his throat as if somewhere baffled.

Because a herd of about 30 bicorns at the end of their gaze. It was confusion because I saw what the herd was doing.

The bicone ahead of Ray and Seto's gaze used more than 30 profits to hit a bunch of goblins.

I can stab him to death with two horns, or hang him on the hoof where the poison turns and the movement becomes dull, even with a scratch.

Even more tragic would have been the goblin of a leader character whose body was larger than that of other individuals. He had his shoulders, his flanks, his arms, his thighs, and even his guts swarmed by bicorns.

Ray had imagined bicorns as being like a subspecies of unicorns. In fact, however, the fangs stretching out of his mouth were sharp, not so much to chew off the meat of prey as to belong to herbivores, and even to Ray, who had the knowledge of a carnivorous horse, was a great departure from that expectation.

(No, if you think about it, there was also a killer rabbit monster called Gamelion. Wouldn't it be strange to have a carnivorous horse)

Sinking the inner agitation forcefully, he returns to Roble and the others as confirming the presence of the bicone, which is also the target of this one anyway.

At the wing of Seto is a distance of 5 minutes, but that is only because it is the wing of Seto, which is a griffon. Probably about an hour in a carriage or a few hours on foot. The biggest element of anxiety was whether the flock of bicorns would stay where they are, but fortunately, the bicorns who ate and killed all the flocks of goblins were lying down and resting on the spot.

(If that looks like it, it'll be okay to some extent. Besides, if you feel the smell of meat approaching you, you'll be raiding.... That said, I wonder what happened to Seto)

Ray stroking Seto's back across, whining inside.

Because if we sensed the presence of a high-ranking monster named Seto, it would have been obvious that even when it came to vicious bicorns, we would have escaped understanding the differences in character.

(Maybe Marina said I could take Seto in anticipation of this?... That's possible. That said, I took the trouble to find a bunch of bicorns without Seto... no, when the Beast tribe and bandits are in the test participants, aren't they? Anyway, you should go back over there and talk to him once)

Deciding it was more efficient to think in large numbers than to think alone, Ray signaled Seto to go back to where the carriage was.

As the tense air flowed without knowing when there would be a bicorn raid, it was surprisingly not the Roble or Shty of the Beast Nation, but the Ones who first noticed the approaching presence.

Realizing the presence approaching us from the sky, Ones gently taps Roble's shoulder, which was nearby.

"Hmm? What's up? Enemy?"

Ones silently fingers the sky at Roble, who asks as he puts his strength into the pattern of spears he has.

Surprisingly turning his gaze to the sky, Roble discovers an approaching presence while he sees it.

Spear reflexively, but in the next moment breathe relief knowing it was Ray and Seto.

"... Ray. You mean you came back, you found a bunch of bicorns?

"I hope so. Anyway, get ready to move whenever you want. I'll give those people a shout out. It's not like you haven't noticed."

Turning his gaze to those with whom the nobles are gathered, Koan is pointing to Ray and calling out something to Marka, and he is also looking at Arnicht, Orchid and three of the Residents who saw it to Seth, who are winging.

"The bicones themselves are not that high ranked monsters, so there will be no problem... except if they pull their legs"

"What are you talking about? In the first place, the exam included such a response. If you simply need to take it down, that's what you need to do if you stick it on the request board as a crusade request."

……

Ones who snort silently at Shty's words and show their consent.

Neither could Roble, just as the two of us had told him, be able to argue, until Ray and Seto came back to pierce the silence.

"I found a bunch of bicorns."

The expression of those who were on the spot tightens to the words of Ray, who stood down on the ground.

Because now we have a crusade ahead of us.

"Straight south from here...... right, maybe an hour or so by carriage, but that's where the bicorn herd filled their bellies with goblin herds and now they're taking a break. The number of herds is about 30. What do we do?"

Only the Rank Up Exam participants are listening to such reports of Ray, and others, including the Residence, are listening silently rather than uttering any words about the condition a little further away.

(Naturally, it's one of the exam contents of how to deal with a herd of bicorns. If so, can't we make a rough choice?)

Shty turns his gaze to you for just a moment and quickly sums up his thoughts.

"If you mean to set me up from here, keep in mind that there's a ceto over here, so I might be able to sense the signs and get away with it."

"... I see. Can I assume that Bicone feels signs of Seto and escapes?

"Right. Regarding that, I don't mind thinking it's almost certain from previous experience"

"If you feel the signs of Seto, you will surely escape,? Luckily, bicorns are basically monsters who act in flocks, so you can go. I don't know how to do this."

Hearing Ray's words, Shty spoke the way he came up with it.