Legend

After the assassins who attacked retreated, the five men, Lodos, Luzi, Veiculu and Mosto, had moved a little further away, starting with Ray.

Because it was decided that it would not be difficult to determine that something had happened in that place even from other places than by using the means of a smoke screen.

Fortunately, the smokescreen disappeared after the assassins retreated and it didn't take long, but the smokescreen covered the perimeter as far away as it could see. It would be weirder to think that no one would come and see what happened.

That way, the Rays will undoubtedly be feathery asked about the situation by the guards as well.

Of course, there's no problem because there's no dark spot behind it when people ask me about the circumstances, but it was a hassle to take time, and most importantly, it was a procedure for not necessarily having anyone in the guard with a grudge against Ray.

"Ha, ha, ha... Phew"

Rhodos, the only one in the line who is letting his breath out, exhales deeply as if he had finally calmed down.

What you have in your hand is the fruit water Ray took out of the mysteries.

"Even a warrior is out of strength, isn't that a bit of a problem?

Luzi shrugged like a shudder, but Rodos returned his gaze with a sitting eye somewhere as he carried the fruit water to his mouth.

"Then try to get attacked by assassins after you train to the limit with Ray, too."

"... bad, I can't. I mean, you survived that condition a lot."

I guess I remembered my training with Ray. Even Veicul, not just Rodos, nods at that appearance, which flips the foreword lightly.

The only reason Maust hasn't said anything is basically because Maust is a wizard and not as rigorously trained as the other two.

... but they still do things like wield daggers more than once.

"Anyway. I guess I should go back to the inn now. There will definitely be a guard or something over there."

Even though the fighting tournament is open, the security of the Imperial City is tightened.

Besides, there are a significant number of participants who did not win the qualifiers, and many of them are still in the capital.

If it's time to participate in a martial arts tournament, many people make a big deal out of the relationship that disqualifies them if they make a case. But that shackle doesn't exist anymore if you lose the qualifying round.

That is why it was only natural that disturbances like fights became more frequent and that the Imperial Guard would have a tougher outlook than it had invited many tourists and dignitaries.

"Well, you should let your mother and Dusker know."

Squealing Rhodos.

Around where Elk's name doesn't come up here, we can see how much trust Rhodos has in Elk.

The fact is, the three Luzis who were listening to Ray and Rodos nearby were surprised that Elk's name didn't come up.

But Ray, who already knows Rodos' Mazacon, nods lightly without particularly penetrating the area.

"Then go. Let's keep our perimeter alert for once. He may make it look like he withdrew once, and he'll be back again soon to strike me unexpectedly or something. Or a whole other organization could come raiding."

"... will you persevere attacking me that far?

Kind of unbelievable. He was a Maust with that look on his face, but he just nodded and opened his mouth saying that Rodos, who was listening to Ray, deserved it.

"There was a raid on the way to the Imperial City. I don't know what means I used in particular, but it paralyzes my pain, or it's so powerful that I can't think of it from the looks of it. That's how you manipulate people and make them unconscious when they're captured even more. It's a little unexpected what kind of means you're going to use."

"Well, it seems a well-known organization is the bell of soul control. I don't know how that's going to work."

Soul quenching bell. The moment that name comes up, Luzi and the others stop moving.

"... right, hey? Now, maybe you didn't say soul-quenching bells or something?

Veiculus asking in such a way as fear.

I guess I'm just familiar with the rumor of that hand, just because it's a profession of banditry.

No, it's not just Veicul. Luzi and Mosto are similarly pointing their gaze at Ray and Rodos, who are just saying they don't believe.

"According to the information we've got, the Soul Bell is in motion."

Ray returns words so much.

Luzi and the others, who understood it, accidentally stop on the spot.

Keep walking a few steps ahead and Ray and Rodos stop and look back and open their mouths when they notice that the three of them are not following.

"What's up?

"... no, what's wrong. How can a soul bell be so natural when it's being targeted by an organization?"

Veicul whines all the time that he can't believe how the person in front of him looks.

I know the horrors of an organization called the Soul Bell just because it operates in the Bestian Empire.

Of course I have not been directly involved.

If I had been directly involved, I wouldn't have existed here by now. To the extent that it seemed so, the organization Soul Bell was a well-known organization within the Bestian Empire.

That's why I can't believe how plain Ray and Rodos are when they say they're being targeted by such an organization.

"Even if they say so. I was originally an adventurer in the kingdom of Mireana, and I'd rather be surprised at that than in any well-named organization in the Bestian Empire."

Ray tells you how easy it is.

In the first place, Ray turned the Bestian Empire into an enemy in the Spring War. Furthermore, he is now employed by Vihela and Theorem to lend a hand to actions that may develop into civil unrest.

And above all, the noise of a rank s adventurer that there are only three in the world. Now that I've had the experience of facing this person directly from the front, I didn't feel greatly threatened by what an organization called the Soul Bell said.

"Well, I know what Ray says. If I'd acted with my father, I wouldn't really be around..."

That was the same for Rodos again.

Instead of the kingdom of Mireana, the surrounding countries...... even the Axe Alias of the Thunder God rings in the Bestian Empire, which is also a long-standing enemy nation.

Raw as the son of such a person, Rhodos has always been close to seeing the unlikely strength as a human being.

Regardless of the fact that Ray was out of standard in many ways, the organization behind him could not have been that crisis conscious.

"... for once, I'm talking about some users who can work with Rank A adventurers"

Veicul told the two how they were, half-throating.

But the reaction that the word caused was unexpected.

"Heh. Rank A, huh?"

Ray with a fierce grin in his mouth.

Veicul, who was to see it up close, leaves after a few steps without knowing what happened.

Ray, who didn't even seem to notice that, grabbed his fist just to say that it was where he hoped that an enemy worth Ningro Rank A. would strike.

Myself hailed as an outsider being. Even more extraneous from that self, the noise of the rank s adventurer.

I want to beat that man. The thought welcomed the existence of an enemy named Ningro Rank A Equivalent.

If that means Rank A, then Elk, who is close to you, and Minn, who is his wife, are also Rank A. But you can't ask for more combat training than you're hired as a Dusker's escort, and most importantly, if Elk and Ray really did combat training, it was very likely that the surrounding area would be ashamed in the literal sense.

In other words, to fight noise if you try to ray it... No, the presence of a strong enemy is essential to beat the noise yourself, and you don't have to hope if you have someone with a rank A equivalent fighting power as your opponent.

"Hey, hey. You're not thinking weird, are you?

Veicul, who finally got me back, asks me in such a way as he's afraid, but Ray snorts away the fierce grin that was floating until a moment ago.

"You don't have to do anything from me. I just don't think we'll have to deal with it if they attack us."

"... you're willing to do something thoughtfully..."

I was listening to the two of them. Maust squeaks like he's stunned.

Walking through the city while having some dangerous conversation like that eventually begins to show up as passers-by around.

Earlier, Ray taught me from a long-standing pavilion as a place to train himself because he was almost invisible.

I mean, I guess it's the lack of eyes that have attacked the soul bell gestures as well. That's what Ray decides.

In fact, he was an assassin dispatched by an organization completely unrelated to the Soul Relief Bell, but in an exchange during the battle Ray recognized that his earlier opponent was the Hand of the Soul Relief Bell.

However... this mistake makes Ray much less likely to be targeted from this day forward.

The assassins who returned with information that Ray was being targeted by the Soul Reliever bell reported it up there. The organization found out it was about to take the target of the Soul Bell because it decided to take a big hand off Ray.

What happens if we are hostile to the largest and most powerful organization in the Empire? I understood that, but it was a late choice.

Ray, not realizing at all that was happening in his actions, turns his gaze to those who have been smelling to stimulate his appetite.

There's a stall there selling skewers, and the smell of sauce burning drifts around.

The Rays are not the only ones stopping their legs. Other passers-by were accidentally stopping on their feet and gazing at the smelling stalls.

"Sounds delicious. Why don't you have a bite to eat?

The first person to say that was not Ray......, but Luzi.

Already the gaze is directed to the meat stabbed on the skewer, still.

It was the same for the others.

Rhodos was moving his body a lot in mock warfare with Ray and assassin raids, and I don't want to imitate that three of Wind Dragon's fangs, starting with Luzi, missed delicious food either.

Not to mention Ray.

Keep going, the Rays. One line goes toward the stall.

"Welcome. How about our prized skewer grill? Now it's freshly baked and delicious!

That's what the store owner said, and the other clerk applied the sauce to the skewered meat and put it back on fire.

Doing so, the burning smell of sauce spreads around again to stimulate appetite.

"Give me five."

"Three, please."

"Three over here, too"

"Two is fine."

Ray similarly mouths the order as Luzi, Mosto, Rhodos and Veiculu each place their orders. However……

"30 bottles"

The quantity I asked for was different.

"Huh?"

"Yes?"

A shopkeeper, a man of thought, his wife and a woman of thought turn a blind eye to Ray's order.

That would be natural, too. Skewers in this stall are pricey when delicious is more expensive than regular skewers for that matter.

You ask for 30 of those at once, so you're wrong to hear it? I couldn't help but think so.

But Ray doesn't seem to correct it at all, so he mouths the order again.

Thirty.

"... is, yes, right now!

The shop owner will be rushing to prepare the freshly baked skewers.

In the meantime, I'm going to give you the number of copies of orders for members other than Ray.

And take the leftover skewers to Ray.

Fortunately, there were quite a few skewers prepared after baking, so I guess I was lucky enough to handle Ray's order of 30.

I bought the skewers as they were and the Rays left.

When transported to the mouth quickly, he has a delightful voice for the rich sauce flavour and the meat flavour.

A very unlikely sight to have fought an assassin for his life until earlier.

Even after those rays leave, the stall skewers will continue to be sold... eventually all the skewers that were prepared in less than an hour will be sold out.

Many of the customers around them wondered why this was the only way to prepare it, but the stall owner bowed his head and left it in the store.

"... look directly up close, what did you think?

"You're a monster, yeah."

As we pull the stall, we exchange words with each other in a whisper that those around us will not hear.

If anyone had tried to listen to the two by any means, they would not have heard it, though not very distracted by the clutter around them.

These two, in fact, can be Moura and Sistoy, who are also members of the Soul Relieving Bell.

The two men who were gathering information about Ray and Dusker found out that assassins from other organizations were moving, and decided to observe the Rays up close, distracted by their docility, and opened a stall on the spot.

Speaking of why it was a stall on purpose, I guess that's because Ray was still getting information that he was greedy for food.

As a result, I was able to observe a person named Ray in the immediate vicinity without any particular difficulty… The result was the word that came out of Sistoy's mouth.

"Honestly, you felt a lot different in force than you did in the previous raids. It may have something to do with the raid we lost track of."

"... What I found out in the end was that deep red became stronger?"

When the presence of noise came into contact with Ray, of course the bell hand of the soul was watching it. But no one noticed that the person was noisy because the noise itself was disguised using magic items.

As a result, most people, not just two, would tilt their necks without knowing why Ray had decided to seek strength more greedily because of the influence of a person named Noise.