Legend

Elaine and the others, who received information that the persons who attacked the two Esetus and Nact had entered the Marstells' mansion, were about to move quickly to the next action.

... but before that Elaine, out of the cabin where the old man from the informer lives, travels to a position a little further away with only Vihella.

"What's wrong with you? I don't really like the smell around here."

Elaine glances at Vihera, who tells her dissatisfaction, and opens her tease.

"You know what I mean. I'm not saying that you didn't realize the hatred of that informant."

"I guess so. Well, Serracant - oh, that's the name of the informant - the Marchelle family is a house of many causes."

"Cause? What does it have to do with you calling Beaune a lady?

I could also imagine that Elaine would have any more involvement than watching us speak out in a way that had a dear affection toward Büne first when we visited.

Normally, if you visit me with that face, it's you or Vihera who can be the first to look at me. Or because I understood that it was Seto.

And hatred that I couldn't even hide when I gave you the name of the Marchelle family.

Vihera nods small at Elaine's words like that.

"That's right. Serracant was originally a member of the Flaut family. But as you know, the Frauto family has a Bühne, but you can say it's virtually crushed. As a result, Serracant quit the Flaut family, where he was unable to pay his salary.... but Serracant himself wanted to be on Bühne's side because he didn't care about the payroll, but Bühne himself did."

"... I see. I understand that old man, Serracant, has a dear affection for Bühne. Then what is that abomination? Why did you go so far against the Marstells… yes, it's not as hateful as one old man would have."

To the words out of Elaine's mouth, Vihera turns her gaze to Bühne, who is waiting for us a little further away.

As usual, he strokes Seto and Yellow with no expression, and at first glance he just looks almost invisible.

But you can say that the path that Bühne has taken is exactly the path of Tsu.

That's so much so that an emotional girl would stop putting that look on the table if it were meant to be.

"There is a lot to include in the Marchelle family. … that's all I can say."

For a moment, I recall being consulted by Serrakant a few months ago behind Vihera's brain.

Said it was due to the Marstells that they had collapsed to the point of selling or not selling the Flaut family mansion.

Having found out about it, Ceracant had begun putting in an exploration of the Marchelle family since then. That's why I can tell you that I've also seen a connection between the Marstells and the Raiders in a short time this time.

"A lot, huh? Wouldn't that be a burden on Bühne?

The person who once served his house is distorting his face to hatred. Seeing you like that, I wonder if Bühne thinks it's a burden.

It was a word I uttered with such doubt, but it was an unexpected laugh coming back to it.

"Heh heh, you seem to see only the superficial place of Bühne, too."

Words that just say I'm the one who understands Bühne.

But that's not actually a mistake. In fact, Vihera can understand that will in a short word from Bühne.

"You think I've been partying with normal good kids for so long? Büne certainly hardly changes his expression. But strong thoughts exist in the depths of my heart. Apart from whether that's a positive or a negative emotion. Is that why I'm with that girl?

"It's..."

It doesn't look like Bühne has that much emotion in Elaine's eyes. I caged my mouth for that, but if people like Vihera were actually asked if they were with Bühne simply because they liked children, there was certainly something I wasn't comfortable with the answer to.

"I'm sure you'll find out soon enough. Let's go faster than that. Look, you're looking at me with the eyes that Esetus can't stand, right?

When I turn my gaze toward Vihella's words, I do turn my gaze toward Elaine and the others with eyes that are putting up with frustration and impatience.

At first glance, she also seems frustrated by the boiling heat, but as Elaine, who knows what the reason is, the option of continuing to talk here and using her time no longer existed.

"... ok. But remember. If Bühne ever runs wild with that emotion, I'll make sure to stop it."

"Well? Well, why don't you just like it?

It was Elaine's word with determination, but only an unsatisfactory reply came back from Vihera.

I hung my mouth open to say something for a moment, but eventually I went back under the Rays without saying anything more.

"I knew it was near here."

Esetus groans abominably as he approaches where he was taught by Serracant.

The Rays are currently located near Slam Street.... Yes, it's not that far from where the Essethus and the others were raided.

Ray inadvertently turns his gaze toward Nact as he approaches the spot where he is about to enter the slam.

"Do you know the exact location where he was attacked?

"Hmm? Ah, oh. Of course I know... what's wrong with that?

"What, I don't think you sold us the wrong information about an informant like Serracant, just in case?"

"Mmm!"

To Ray's words, Bühne whines a word to protest.

Ray could also understand that the expression had hardly changed on his face as usual, but that he was still angry at the tone of his voice.

It would be natural to be angry because the information from the person who was serving his house was wrong, or because he said they sold themselves.

"Don't be so angry, it's just in case. Besides, something's probably changed since Serracant got the information, right?

"... so what do you end up doing?

Seto rattles his throat just saying it's his turn to Nact, who has been calling out to Ray, who is forgiving Beaune.

"As you can see. Seto has only griffons and their five senses are sharp enough to be unusual compared to humans. I mean, the sense of smell."

"I see."

It wasn't Nact who snorted so much, it was Elaine who was listening on the side.

Because I understand what Ray thinks... i.e. that he intends to use the olfactory boost of his newly acquired skills by absorbing demonic stones.

Unlike flashy skills like firebraces, skills like elevated olfactory sense are hard to be known around even when used.

"What? Why is Elaine surprised that you and Ray are always acting together?

"No, it's nothing. Ray, you better hurry up than that. I guess we're wasting a little time right now, huh?

"Right. Seto, when you get to the raid site, please."

"Gru!"

To Ray's voice, Seto squeaks briefly, leaving it to him.

Walk about 10 minutes from there. Eventually he arrived at a place with several traces of blood on the ground.

Beyond being a slum, violence is not so uncommon. Naturally, it is also a good thing that there is blood flowing on the ground, but fortunately the traces of blood remaining on the ground remained almost intact.

It is completely dry, of course, because it has been in this flame for about a few hours. But still, if it's Seto's sense of smell, it's not hard to go after someone who's bled enough.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr!"

Seto activates the skills of olfactory ascension on the spot.

Naturally, it's not a flashy skill, starting with firebraces, so it just seemed like Seto rang out to get himself in the mood, except for Ray and Elaine, and Yellow, who stops on Elaine's left shoulder so she wouldn't get in Seto's way.

Either way, the smell, enhanced more than usual by the effect of the skill, causes Seto to smell some of the odors that remained on the spot.

Especially strong is the smell of blood, naturally.

It was left behind by those who were pierced through the torso by Esetus' spear, or whose eyes were torn open with Nact's dagger.

Although the former recovered in potion, it is still not possible that there was no spilled blood.

"What do you say? You know which way he ran off to?

"Gru!"

Naturally! Seto, who just rang out, kicks the ground and runs out as if to lead the Rays as they are.

We're naturally in the slam.

"Look, hurry up. They'll leave you in Ceto. I'm sure it's to save your people."

"Oh, whoa!

Esetus takes one step into the slam in Ray's words.

Nact follows him again as well, and the Rays follow him from behind the two.

(No way, I don't think they're going to attack us over this period, but just in case, you're the guy)

If it's just Esetus and Nact, there's still Ray, Elaine, and Seto, in addition to Vihera and Bühne, whose raiders have been hit hard. Normally, they couldn't have attacked me in a situation where my power had dropped.

(As far as I'm concerned, if you attack me, I'd be more than welcome to get an easy source of information.)

Think that way and glance around while running lightly.

Summer... or is it because it's summer, I see people sleeping on the ground like unmotivated corpses.

Such are not the only ones, of course. I can see a few little kids running around, or some of them were drunk drinking about where they got it from.

Some of them, especially those who talk with their peers, turn a gruesome glance at their opponents who have entered a grand slam.

I suppose we thought about stripping ourselves from the person who came into our territory, or even selling them to the slave traders after we caught them and had fun.

... but only this time they were bad.

Residents who grew up in a slum and barely knew the monster's name, but still can instinctively sense how powerful Seto is walking in front of a line of Rays, and some of them were adventurers before they came to Slam Street.

The slum dwellers, who decided that they should not touch, should not be involved, and should avoid even entering the gaze, disappear from the street with one person, not especially anyone who signaled.

It was a adorable ceto on the street, but here it was only a symbol of fear.

"Gru......"

I guess I felt the gaze of fear directed at me. Seto sounds sadly.

But you still won't stop your feet chasing the smell because you know exactly what you need to do.

Keep going inside the slam for about 10 minutes. Ceto stops inadvertently and turns his sharp gaze toward one house about 300 m away.

If it's on the front street, I guess I can describe it as narrow to look at, but it's quite a fine house in the slam.

"... you're here"

Even Ray's eyes could confirm the appearance of several men guarding outside through the building's windows.

That vigilance would still be due to the failure to attack the Essethus and the others.

"Huh!?

"Here, wait."

Nakt listens to Ray and grabs the collar of Esetus, who tried to enter the building reflexively, and pulls it back forcefully.

"Hey, what are you doing! Get me Tevia early!

"So calm down. Can't you handle that rampant habit of yours? Sure, that could be the safe house for the guys who grabbed Teevia. That's why if you attack the detour without thinking, you're likely to get away with it."

Nact opens his mouth again before putting it in his mouth, although he tries to refute the words out of Nact's mouth reflexively.

"Above all, each and every one of those raiders would have had one another or more strength with us."

"But a lot of guys were injured in the fight then! Then!"

"You forgot about that guy named Ogle? You had a pretty high ranked potion. Probably recovered."

"Then what do I do?!

Essethus tries to reflexively follow Nakt, who comes out of his mouth in denial… at the next moment, his fist is waved down his head.

That's not just a fist, either. It's a fist wrapped in the armor of Vihella's hand.

To the dull sound of Goh, even Nakt frowns small imagining the pain.

"Shit, but..."

Speaking of Esetus himself, all he could do was hold his head down and clasp.

"Nact says it, too, but calm down. If we attack that building from here in the first place, if there's a back door, we can get out of there, right?

"I guess. And it wouldn't make sense if those captured, including Tibia, were taken out of there.... Me and Seto go around back. It would be possible to break in without a back door. Measure the timing of the rest and attack me from the front. Quickly, though. If they take you hostage or something, you're gonna get into a lot of trouble."

That's what Ray tells us, and we'll all discuss and decide on a plan to step into the building in a matter of minutes.