Legend

"Expect you to be deep red, please! Give us an audition, too!

Ray gives a puzzling look to an adventurer and a threesome who thinks he's bowing his head deep in front of him.

What we are now in is the dining room of a long empty pavilion, besides the adventurers who are bowing their heads, the rays who are being bowed their heads, the duskers and elks who are watching what seems interesting to become, the mins who turn their gaze only for a moment but soon return to the book they were reading, and the familiars such as Rhodos and the knights of escorts who carry bread into their mouths like other personnel, there are many other people called aristocrats and great merchants.

There was no way it would have been inconspicuous if there had been those who bowed their heads greatly in such a way that they had been greatly gazed at by those people in the dining room and their escorts.

"Master Dusker?

"I don't know. You're still supposed to be my escort, but you're practically no longer my escort because you're competing in a martial arts tournament. Act at your discretion around here."

I'm telling you the most, but the delightful glance in its eyes was telling the whole story.

What will we do with this current situation? Even though he said it was a good sake dish with elk, he is watching the fruit liquor as it is carried into his mouth.

A few days after I started spending time at the inn. No matter how comfortable the inn was, I guess I needed to be in the inn all the time and was bored as a dusker.

Ray and Rodos have the name of competing in a fighting tournament, so they are essentially being removed from the escort, as Dusker said, and are in good physical shape for a fighting tournament with two days left.

Even for a nobleman staying at a long empty pavilion besides Dusker, he was crushing his time by touring the Imperial City as a must-see mountain, or taking this opportunity to deepen his interaction with nobles from other countries.

But Dusker is a nobleman of the Kingdom of Mireana who has been hostile to the Bestian Empire for years.

Within the Bestian Empire, it has also been decided that contact will be noticed, and most nobles have not come into contact with it from themselves.

Even for the other merchants staying - the so-called big merchants - the gilm of being on the edge of the kingdom of Mireana is interesting because of the scarce materials, etc., but it's too far away for the people who do business anyway.

Or learning from other nobles to see the Imperial Capital, but as a dusker being targeted in many ways, I'm not going to expose myself to pointless danger.

Because no matter how many elk-like armed adventurers are escorting, they don't have the same peculiar spirit that they want to be in danger from themselves.

As it turned out, Dusker was closed and caged inside the inn and had nothing but to do with responding to an interview from a few odd figures or to the extent of working out a body that was not ray but dull.

I mean, you can tell the entity that you had plenty of time.

That's the same for Elk, who's hired as an escort for Dusker, and if you try two like that, this training hopefuls for Ray, or apprenticeship hopefuls, were nothing more than a leisure break in their outfits.

I don't put it into words clearly, but the gaze toward Ray truly expresses its will.

"... Rodos, what do you think?

Having decided it was useless to ask the two Duskers and Elk, Ray asks Rhodos, who he is currently practicing with.

At this time, Ray had decided that Rodos would say no.

There are many things that you naturally acquire to train with those who are stronger than you. In other words, if you try Rodos, the more you train with Ray, the more skill you gain.

It is no exaggeration to say that I waved a conversation to Rodos in anticipation of that.

But...

Don't worry about it. I don't care.

"... what?

What came out of Rodos' mouth was the word for Ray to admit the participation of others unexpectedly as well.

My eyes unexpectedly look at Ray's Rodos in reply to a response that was not what I expected.

With such eyes turned, Rhodos opens his mouth as an excuse.

"No, I do think I'm training with Ray... But it's also true that when you're only training with Ray forever, you don't know if you're getting stronger. So sometimes I want to fight other opponents."

"... I see"

The only way out of Rodos' mouth is to convince him, even for Ray.

Ray and Rodos mock battles repeated over and over. Ray also weakens the addition and subtraction one by one, in line with Rhodos, who are sure to get stronger, even a little at a time.

Besides, be polite, as much as Rodos got stronger.

I mean, Rhodes doesn't really feel that way at all, even if he's actually getting stronger.

The word that I was getting stronger out of Ray's mouth and things like speed and sharpness when waving my sword was the only thing I could feel my strength for, but if I could, I'd like to fight others in mock warfare when training to win. I wouldn't be able to help myself with that kind of thought.

(Have we done too much?

Ray whines inside to see how Rodos is doing like that.

(It's true that you have a losing habit, because it tastes all kinds of bad. Then……)

Chirali, and gaze at the discipleship applicants who are gazing toward themselves.

(Are you also happy that Rodos and these guys fight to build confidence? If that's going to be training for these guys too, you won't have to complain.)

Summarizing his thoughts inside, Ray opens his mouth toward the three people who are still bowing their heads.

"Let me tell you something, I'm going to be in the martial arts competition, too. Regarding Rhodos' training, he's only doing it as a hobby or something. In the first place, I'm not that good at teaching myself. If I take on your training, I'll basically have a lot of mock fights with Rhodes. If that's okay with you, let's take it."

"Is that true!

At a rate that can almost be said to be reflexive, the person who has called out to Ray to train him among the three of them raises his head.

It was undoubtedly the colour of joy that was floating in that expression, a grin that should be described as a joyful face.

"Thank you, I was going to compete in a martial arts tournament for an arms test, but if I could train an arm like you, it would have been worth it to get here. Then train quickly..."

"Luzi, we're still eating. And you haven't even introduced yourself yet. Too hasty."

I tell the man who was behind the man, called Luzi so that the woman with her hair cut short and aligned would be embarrassed.

The last one, as an age, is the same age as Ray or slightly older, the man with the wand also nods to agree with the woman.

"That's right. There's nothing to panic about. If you're not always cool, you won't be able to win fights, and most importantly, you might fail when it comes to requests."

If the other two keep telling me, I guess I couldn't make an excuse for Luzzi. Scratch the back of your head to mislead your embarrassment and open your mouth.

"Right, it was a lot steep indeed. As for training, it can be done after meals. I'd like to introduce myself in the meantime, okay?

"... right, do that"

A rare, seemingly unusual gaze from other guests around, or a memorable gaze that I used to do something similar myself.

Naturally there are more sights to include against Ray and Dusker than this is the Bestian Empire, but it was also true that it was much less than when we first stayed at the ancient sky pavilion.

The strongest gaze was naturally Dusker and Elk, who welcomed this case with great welcome.

To divert his gaze from those two, Ray moves to another table nearby with the food he had left.

"So, shall we introduce ourselves first? Tell me your name and your role in a good weapon or party."

Encourage, but don't stop eating soup and bread.

The vegetable soup is carefully simmering meat and vegetables for a long time, and the vegetables and meat that were simmering melted or, where broken, added extra vegetables and meat once again is a very labour-free thing.

It proves how much hassle-free the viscous soup is, even though it does not use flour-like.

The black bread, even bread, is commonly eaten in the empire, but very soft, unlike the general black bread impression.

Especially the sourness and soup characteristic of black bread go very well together, making you want to eat it forever.

Only a luxury inn like you can't stay in a junior aristocrat, the arms of those who are cooking are so high that it was a delicious dish at the top of the list of dishes Ray has ever eaten.

Naturally, Ray couldn't have stocked such a dish, and it goes without saying that the chef requested it and stored it in the mistering for a giant pan.

The first person to open his mouth in front of Ray eating such a dish was Luzi, who naturally asked me to train him.

"I'm Luzi. The weapon is this claymore. I'm doing this party, Wind Dragon Fang Leader."

Late teens to early 20s as an age. It would be about the same age as Rhodos.

It is equipped with a metal half-plate, whose body is clogged with muscles that you can tell are forged just by looking.

On its back, there is a bigger than normal figure of Claymore, as Luzzi put it.

(typical power fighter)

Ray nodded at Luzzi's words, then turning his gaze toward the woman.

"I'm Veicul. As you can see, weapons are a duplicity of daggers, and they specialize in speed fighting. You're also a bandit at this party."

From the sheath on either side of your hips, Veicul takes out the dagger in one breath.

Rotate it in your hand and return it straight to the sheath.

Just watching a series of movements was obvious that I was used to handling daggers.

He's a pretty attentive personality, as you can tell by the words he hung on Luzi earlier.

Ray looking to the next, and last one.

"It's me at the end, isn't it? I'm Maust. As you can see from this wand, I'm a wizard. Good attributes are wind and water. You're the coolest person in this party to judge things."

With a wand about 1 m long, Ray and a boy his age tell him so with little change of expression.

As I said myself, I guess it tastes calm.

I also found from Ray's eyes that the robe Morst was wearing was quite a luxury item.

(A luxury item in a wizard's robe. Probably some kind of magic item, or)

Regardless of whether he is a wizard who has become an adventurer, or whether he has been an escort, or a patron, or whether he is self-sufficient again, Ray decides that it is unlikely that he is a beginner as an adventurer because he is nevertheless a wizard who stays at a long empty pavilion.

The three fighting methods and roles were well balanced and could be said to be ideal.

To Luzi, who serves as an avant-garde, a most who uses magic in the rear guard. The bandit Veicul will be able to follow the two ad hoc.

"Well, that's a good balanced party"

"Hehe, right?"

Luzi laughs with her chest stretched to the compliment that came out of Ray's mouth.

The look was also a testament to my confidence in my party wind dragon fangs.

But that grin will also disappear the next time with words out of Ray's mouth.

"But when we're all going to the fight, there's a lot of problems."

"Become! If you think I complimented you, it's suddenly that!

"Take it easy, Luzi. It's true what Deep Red is saying. Whatever you are, me lacking the weight of a blow and the most that needs chanting to activate magic to be a wizard. Either way, if you qualify, it's hard to stay in the tournament if you have to fight from the front, one-on-one."

"Right. Mostly, I'm a pure wizard, so if I have to fight alone, I'm at a disadvantage."

Regardless of the leader Luzi, Ray is heartily impressed to learn that the other two unexpectedly understand their current situation.

And then the inner admiration and then I say to my mouth what I was worried about.

"Nevertheless, I've often been tempted to ask you to do me an audition. Once again, there is a lot of notoriety within the Bestian Empire."

"Notoriety? Oh, you mean war. Sure, I know a lot of guys care about that area, but you can't cut it blaming them for killing in the first place, killing them. Mostly, it was from here that I set up that war."

"Besides, none of our associates were involved in the war."

What's Ruzi talking about? and lean his neck all the time, explaining that Veicul captures it.

Mosto flaunted his shoulders small, silently agreeing with those opinions.

(I see. Sometimes it's because we haven't been harmed, but is it also highly professional?)

While convinced, Ray opens his mouth.

"I got the story. Then I plan to train soon, so why don't you stick with it? Oh, and you can have Ray about me. Deep red is too much."