Legend

"Er, sure that village is Goto, right?

11 days after traveling through Gilm. I rely on the memory I passed and the map in my hand when the spring war took place to whine about what the village looks like at the end of my gaze.

"Gru?"

What are you gonna do? and opens his mouth as he strokes Seto's neck muscles as he rings his throat.

"Right, if I'm wrong, should I ask then? It's not like the bandits did before."

Given the speed at which Seto was supposed to fly, we could have arrived a few more days early at Goto, where the Rays intended. But in the end, we ended up going the wrong way as Ray expected, or there were several unintentional stops to bandits' aside, or to places where adventurers were struggling in battle with monsters.

Ray has the most to say. We traveled to the ground before when we headed to the Seremouth Plains. Naturally, it's very different from moving through the sky like Seto flies, and there's a difference and he's lost his way.

(Well, I've been able to get some weapons and money in Bandit Ajito, and I've wiped out all the bandits. The adventurer thing was also at stake, so I could help and ask you about your way to the Seremouth Plains, so you didn't have a problem with it as it turned out)

Even while you're thinking that way, you descend toward the ground as if Seto were going to glide away.

Finally, it gently wings and lands to absorb shocks at the same time.

Still a little far from Goto, but still I guess I never overlooked the sight of Griffon coming down.

Although the village near the Seremouth Plains may mean a strong vigilance around it.

Together, as far as I could see from afar, I could see the noise in the village, but still deciding that it would be the same thing if I took Seto with me, Ray slowly approaches Goto with Seto.

Around the village there are fields so fruitful that it can be said that wheat is already on the verge of being harvested that it creates a carpet of wheat on one side.

Having seen such a wheat field, Ray proceeded to the village remembering the sight of the sprawling golden rice ho he had seen every year when he was in Japan...

"And stop!

I'm approaching the village gate and I hear such an inverted voice.

Those who stopped their feet and voiced their gaze according to the words...... pointing near the gate, there are five men there with simple weapons such as Xu and sticks pointing their alert gaze at Ray.

But I guess this is the first time I've seen a griffon like Ceto. I was totally hip pulled, and it seemed certain that Seto would just run away with the chirping.

Even as a ray, I'm not going to subdue Goto or threaten him, so I stop walking with Seto and open a distance of more than 10 meters with 5 people to face each other.

"Oh, you... you mean you have a griffon, deep red?

I guess he's a representative of the men. A man in his 30s or so, who is at the forefront, shouts a shout in his hand.

If I don't scream because I'm about 10 meters away, I won't get a voice, but the act draws the attention of the inhabitants in the village and those who were working in the field without noticing Ray, and the villagers gathered at the entrance to the village, though I'm afraid.

I guess I was relieved by the growing number of people while I saw it. The man who has questioned Ray finally turns his gaze to Ray again as he calms down.

I do have a griffon with me. But I realize that only a boy as young as 15 can follow it, and I still doubt it while exhaling relief.

I was wondering if that kid was really deep red.

The village of Goto is near the Seremouth Plains, which is why the information in the spring war came into detail. Among them stood out for a moment was the person who burned down the entire advance team of the Bestian Empire, waving the Great Sickle and being given a deep red alias from where his body was painted with blood colour.

But the person in front of the village does take Griffon, but he doesn't look like he has that characteristic sickle, and above all, he looked too young.

(Could it be a total difference?

The villagers thought that way, but Ray nods as he strokes Seto's back.

"Right, sure, I'm called Deep Red. For once, you joined the war as a side of the Royal Mireana Army, so you don't have to be so scared?

"Well, that's... no, but it's totally different from the rumors. He doesn't even look like he's got a sickle!

"Hmm? Oh, look, this is it"

To the man's words, take the death size out of the mistering.

The length of the pattern alone is large enough to exceed the height of the ray, and the blade is huge by 1m. The appearance was releasing the presence exactly what he deserved to call the Great Sickle of Reaper.

"Now the question is clear, isn't it?

"... ah, oh"

I guess there was no way they wouldn't believe me as villagers if I was shown the real thing. Ray stores the sickle inside the mistering as he sees the villagers nodding at the pressure he receives from Death Size.

"Oh, I see you're deep red. But what can I do for such a small village?

"Before I do, I just want to ask, is this Goto okay?

"Oh. This is the village of Goto.... So, what can I do for you?

"Apparently, now it's a hit, huh? No, I'll meet you there."

"Meet me?"

I can hear the villagers gathered here squeaking strangely at Ray's words.

(... hmm?

But Ray realizes that only one of those villagers has a strange attitude.

Meet me. I unnaturally slipped my gaze as soon as I told you so, the man.

Did you look like you were in your 20s? He has a fairly neat face and is well fit thanks to farming work.

If I had lined up Ray and the two men at least, most of them had a gusty physique enough to judge the man to be an adventurer.

Only a man in such a physique caught Ray's attention for a moment of agitation.

"Hey, are we meeting in this village?

To the words of the villagers, Ray nods open his mouth.

"Oh. That said, it'll take a little longer in time..."

Ray himself traveled through the sky aboard Seto, but his rendezvous partners, Vihera and Theorem, are moving around the ground. Given that, it was certain that we would be some time away from arriving in Goto.

"... Hey, what do we do? If it's really deep red, wouldn't it taste bad to say no here?

"I had a big sickle with a griffon, as I heard rumors, and I think you can decide it's true..."

"But you're telling me it's gonna be a while now, right? What are you going to do? There's no lodging in the village."

"So you're saying you can stay at someone's house? I'm not kidding. I'm sorry. I can't afford to waste my rice."

"Anyway, to the village chief..."

The villagers consult each other in a whisper.

I guess he cares a lot about that around him whispering that he still doesn't sound like Ray.

Although Ray's hearing never missed it.

One villager opens his mouth in that.

He's the one whose behavior got suspicious after looking at Ray earlier.

"Why don't you stay at my house, if you like? Fortunately, I live alone, so I have extra room."

"... don't worry, Luchard. One person means no one can call you when something happens, okay?

"As far as this goes, you don't look like a very bad person. And..."

The man called Luchard, once cut off his words there, approaches Ray.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Luchard. I thought I could stay with you for a while... on condition or one favor."

"What?"

"Well, as you can see, this village is not that wealthy. Anyway, you can't afford to be satisfied with the griffon you're carrying."

"Gru?"

To the words that came out of Luchard's mouth, Seto tilting his neck.

Seeing such a cute trick of Seto, the villagers' faces loose.

It was as if I had forgotten for a moment that my opponent was a Rank A monster, but it would soon get back to normal, too.

Still, the gaze directed at Ray and Seto was definitely softer, albeit slightly, than a moment ago.

While exhaling relieved at the look, Ray shakes his head saying he has no problem.

"Seto is smart as you can see, so I can procure my own food, and I've brought enough Seto food too. Yeah, by the way, you don't have to think about my share of the meal either. I've got it for you."

To be precise, it is right that there is a lot more delicious food in the mysteries than there is in the kind of food eaten in the village.

But not knowing it, Luchard leans his neck and squeals strangely.

"Doesn't look like you have anything in particular?

The act of leaning on the neck with a muscular body had the sight of someone looking somewhere inviting a laugh.

But he doesn't realize it, he just looks at Ray curiously.

"I showed you the Death Size earlier. Just think of it as something like that."

"... I see. I'll check again one last time, but I can't afford that much in this village, so there's basically no meal I can serve you guys, and even if there is, it's just as crude as we're eating, not the kind of dish that a very, but aliased adventurer would eat. Still don't mind, do you?

When Ray nodded to that question, which was asked with the meaning of the last confirmation, Ruchard nodded in relief and looked around at those around him.

"As you've just seen, he also prepares his own meals. As far as the inn is concerned, he lent my house, and as far as Ceto and his griffon are concerned, he doesn't seem to mind attacking.... That said, it's just so unsavory to leave Griffon in dignity in the village, so if you can, why don't you act outside the village?

The villagers whisper small to Ruchard's words and consult each other, but eventually their opinions must have gathered.

The first man to speak to Ray opens his mouth on his behalf.

"Okay. I say you don't have to give me food, and most importantly, if Ruchard says so much, I don't think I can trust him. But are you sure about this? Well... let a stranger stay at home."

"Oh, I'm fine. And he's powerful enough to be called Deep Red. I don't think he's going to talk so amicably in the first place if he's going to do something with his strength."

The words out of Luchard's mouth appease the villagers who were listening to the story.

Actually, you're right.

If Ray is going to do something with his strength, his power cannot be managed by the likes of those who are in this village.

That is what will only be unilaterally ravaged, as the Vestian Imperial Army has suffered so much in the spring war.

I guess it was because I understood that that that the villagers also lifted their guard.

"Well, I'm going to show him home, so we all need to get back to work. The sun is still high, so let's stick to the break."

Everyone scatters into Luchard's words, which are glanced at by the succeeding flesh and serene temperament among Goto.

Luchard, who dropped it off, talks with a slightly stiffer look, unlike a few seconds ago, when he turns to Ray.

"Come with me, please. I'll show you to my house."

……

I was Ray looking so surprised at how Luchard was doing, but eventually I guess I got the wrong reason for not following him. Open your mouth with a voice that is small but surely only heard by Ray.

"I'll tell you more about it at my house."

"... ok. Seto."

"Gru?"

What's the matter with you? and to Seto as he leans his neck, Ray opens his mouth gently stroking his head.

"Sorry, play outside the village for a while. I'm still surprised what Seto looks like, and I can't play with the villagers.... right, get your stomach full."

"Grrrrrr...... grrr!

Even though he seems a little sorry, Seto nods small and goes straight up through the air with his wings winged after a few steps of help.

Ray, who dropped it off, turns his gaze to Luchard that this is okay.

"Okay, I'll show you"

He nodded small, stood at the head of Ray and kept walking...... eventually he arrived at a house that was close to coming off even in the village.

Not particularly conspicuously large or small.

A house of general size as a residence for villagers living in a village of this size.

It could be huge if you think you live alone, but even for Luchard, you couldn't have lived alone since birth.

"Here you go. I've been alone since my parents died a few years ago, so please don't hesitate to come up."

Let me do that.

Return the words and go up into the house.

I guess I do live alone. I had the impression that it was not well cleaned or slightly scattered for its size.

Raise the ray to such a house and look out the front door just in case and make sure no one is there.

That's how I confront Ray and open my mouth.

"Again, nice to meet you. My name is Luchard. So my question is, can you tell me about the person Mr. Ray is meeting?