Legend

There was a presence flying through the sky in the autumn sunset.

No one notices it because it is flying in the sunset.

No, you're flying high in the sky in the first place, so even if you looked up from the ground and realized its existence, you'd probably decide it was a bird or something.

If you look closely, you may notice that you have a completely different silhouette than a bird, but few peasants do that.

Adventurers, soldiers, knights if you can think of one. Or something like a hunter?

"... well, as far as that goes, I'm nowhere"

The shadow flying in the sky, Ray on Seto's back, squeals like that.

"Gru?"

What's the matter with you? and Seto asks facing Ray on his own back.

Its wings are slowly, big...... and powerfully winged.

With such a gentle stroke of Seto's neck, Ray shakes his neck to the side and opens his mouth.

"No, it's nothing. It's just boring that Theorem asked me to come out and scout like this, but there's no abnormality at all."

If you were a normal person, it would even be difficult to discern the figure of those on the ground in the sight of a fall sunset as if you were dyeing your surroundings bright red.

But flying in the sky is a griffon ceto, and at the same time a ray with outward physical abilities and five senses.

Sunset just needs to be no obstacle. I'm doing reconnaissance while watching what's going on on on the ground, but that's why I don't have anything in particular to find.

Fly straight through the sky for about five minutes to see the ground.

If this was a reconnaissance by a normal cavalry, you'd think it was still about five minutes.

But to Seto... it's five minutes on a griffon.

Given its speed, it can be said that the reconnaissance range requested by Theorem went around more than enough.

"As far as the ground goes like this, you're goblins and all that, even if you're there. I can't see the crusaders, I can't see the shadows or the shapes."

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr?"

What are you gonna do? and Ray, thinking for a few seconds, opens his mouth to Seto, who again turns around and asks.

"Right, I'm done scouting the range I've been asked to, so do you want to get back in formation? I just haven't been able to make the position yet at this hour...... hmm?

I feel strange on the ground when I talk that far. You can call it a foreign body. It's a human population.

Crusaders? I thought so for a moment, Ray, but if you look closely, fighting is taking place between that group.

No, the expression group to group is not correct. Because a few of them were attacked by a great multitude.

But warriorly, they're mutually reinforcing. That's because a few of them had more than that power, and not even a thousand of them... but a few of those who were attacking alone managed to have the ability to cope.

Most importantly, it is difficult to prevent all attacks being carried out without interruption in a besieged situation, which is why we can see that we are gradually suffering scratches to the extent of the scratches.

"If you stay like this, it's better if you're too small in numbers. Don't ultimately push yourself to the volume. When you do, you're sure you're going to get all sorts of miserable eyes,"

The exact number of the few at the end of Ray's gaze whining is five. That's all women, too.

All those who are raiding against it are men. Are there about thirty people?

"... Well, what do we do"

"Gru?"

You're not gonna help? Ray thinks as he strokes Seto's neck with a difficult look on Seto's throat rattling like that.

(You would definitely be helping if it was me the usual time. Mostly in this pattern, they're bandits. Just...)

Reasons to hesitate about it. That's because neither the attacker nor the attacker seemed like a bandit or an adventurer.

If you are an ordinary adventurer, each one of you will gear up best for you.

But those who were ahead of them were different.

The group of women being attacked are all wearing white metal armor, while the men are wearing black metal armor.

Yes, as if it were an army.

"If you say so, it's obviously like this army or the Knights. You mean the Mercenaries in the Big Hole?

That being said, Ray's perception is that the mercenary regiment would be unlikely.

Mercenaries are just as complete in small groups as adventurers. In other words, it's normal for roles to be divided into foes, recoveries, ranges, avant-gardes, and above all, it would be hard for mercenaries to have even five luxurious, white-looking armors like the ones the women wear.

"Well, if it's a prestigious mercenary regiment, maybe it's different. … but what do we really do"

While sighing, Ray peeks at the ground from above.

Fortunately, Seto is currently flying in a bright red sky on a fall sunset. You can think carefully because you don't have to worry about being found from the ground.

However, there is time to think about it, but the battle taking place on the ground is tantamount to a woman being pushed more by the opponent's quantity of goods to postpone the time of her defeat already.

And the inferior smiles of the men, which I could capture because of Ray's vision.

Seeing how that was, it was obvious what the losers would see.

"I know it's pathetic, but if I go in here to help, it's more than likely going to be a lot of bad stuff"

Ray didn't participate in the fight in the last battle with the Crusaders because he told the Crusaders that Ray belonged to the rebels... and that he wouldn't be known by the Schulls who sent him.

And the battles currently taking place on the ground do not belong to adventurers and bandits.

It can never be said that the battle taking place in a place that can also be called the end of the rebel eye and nose during this period is the bandit crusade of adventurers...... but it was nevertheless a terribly low probability.

"Then, if I help, I need to seal everyone's mouth..."

Ray whining, but nothing about sealing your mouth doesn't mean killing everyone.

There may be a need to temporarily detain the rebels, but that's all.

But then, we need to bring in disturbing molecules... and perhaps the likes of Theorem and Tiyur will not please us.

(Unfortunately... do you want to abandon it? Even for those women, I don't know if they're knights, mercenaries or adventurers, but I guess I got into these positions with an understanding of what it would be like to lose on the battlefield)

I decided so, and tried to urge Seto that it was time to return to the position, then.

"You can't lose! Not until I see His Highness Merclio!

Such a cry was heard from one of the women on earth.

Was the cry in my ear because it was a cry from a woman's soul?

I don't know what kind of coincidence is the result of overlapping, but no doubt the cry reached Ray's ear.

Even as the woman who screamed, of course, it wasn't meant to be in Ray's ear. In the first place, I don't know that Ray and Seto are here.

Still, it was true that the woman's cry reached Ray's ear in this way.

And I don't have the option of not helping Ray as he's cooperating with the rebels any more than I've heard about meeting Merclio about the content of the cry......

I originally wanted to help the women if I could.

Yet I couldn't... I couldn't because Ray was cooperating with the rebels, and I wanted to avoid making it known to the others as much as I could.

But unless the women being attacked need help with the rebels.

Remove the Death Size from the Mystering and gently tap Seto's neck.

"Let's go, Seto"

"Gru!"

If you look at Ray with Death Size in his hand, it's obvious what he wants.

Seto spreads his wings and descends as he throats briefly.

That way of flying, which should also be described as a slippery sky, goes around behind the men with little noise just not winging them.

The men who are concentrating on the woman in front of them are not at all aware of Ray and Seto, who should also be called the imminent threat of lethality from behind.

Ning Ro noticed that the women opposite the men would be the ones.

Unexpectedly, I open my eyes to Griffon, who suddenly appeared out of the sunset at the end of that gaze.

Some leaked their dismay, but decided that for the men they must have moaned at the despair of anticipating their defeat...

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

The moment I heard that voice suddenly coming from behind me, most of the men stopped moving on the spot.

Intimidation of the King, who is also Seto's skill.

A skill that has the effect of stopping the movement of those who hear it, but the level itself is not that high, and it is not difficult to resist if you are one with some strength.

But... that would also be if we were properly aware and concerned about Seto's existence.

He is turning his beastly gaze toward the women in front of five women who will lose their fighting power in a little while. The sudden use of King's intimidation from behind in such a situation could not have resisted the men.

And at that moment when I stopped moving...... a being comes in that can only be described as despair for the men.

"Ahhhhhhhh!

Still at Seto's slippery velocity, he rushes in from behind the immobile men.

Swinging there is a death size that can naturally be synonymous with Ray.

Every time a giant sickle waves compared to Ray's body, the men split their torso up and down, their necks slashed and their hands and feet rolled.

Arriving straight through the men from behind to in front of the five women, Seto landed with his wings flapped wide as they were, killing the speed.

For a moment... if you try it on the men, it was really only a moment of events, but Ray and Seto, who ran right into it from behind, have made about half of the troops that were there incapable of fighting.

Fortunately, only about half of them have lost their lives, but the answer would be no if those who have lost their hands and feet were to say that they can still do jobs like adventurers, mercenaries, soldiers and knights in the future.

Only momentarily did Ray slash and tear even the men's lives apart.

The fortunate thing about being unhappy was that some of the men managed to survive as leaders.

Most importantly, this is not the kind of strength, but purely because we were lucky.

If anything was any different, because I might be the one who was desperate by sprinkling things like guts, blood, meat and bones all over the ground.

I guess it's because I understand that. Everyone, including a man of leadership, can't put one word out against Ray and Seto in front of him.

"... well. I don't know what I'm asking you to do with this... but what's your relationship?

The first person to open his mouth against Ray, who waves the death size and asks with the blood on the blade, was the one who supposedly leads the women.

"I want to hear it before then. Huge sickle on that griffon. Your lord is Lord Ray of the deep red, isn't he?

While somewhat surprised by some time-consuming tone of speech, Ray nods.

The faces of the men who watched it turn blue enough to see it.

If it was meant to be, you could have realized it was Ray who was in front of you more quickly. But I guess my thoughts were still half stiff on Seto, who suddenly burst into us and ravaged us.

"That's right. So, what about you?

To prompt again, the woman turns her gaze toward Chirali and the men and opens her tease.

"We are those who follow His Highness Frizione. I had business and I was here... I didn't know Lord Ray was really here. So you still mean that information was true? This is getting lucky."

In the words of the woman in front of her, Ray, who had learned earlier that the Lord of the Voice was this person, was also generally expected to do the errand.

(I'm pretty sure I have more errands to do with the rebels than I was giving Merclio's name. Plus the name Frizione sounds familiar. Sure, it was Vihera's sister...... He must have been on the Crusaders' side, but what's going on? No, now before that anyway......)

There was a lot of doubt in my heart, Ray, but I still decide I can't leave the men in front of me alone.

They were attacking those who needed Merclio. That is, because they are only enemies to the rebels.

"Should we let him live and capture him?

To confirm such a ray, the lady in leadership nods a little lost.

"One… if we can capture a man of enemy leadership, I wonder if we need anything else"

"Okay."

To Ray's words like that, the men who understood that it was a crisis in their lives as it was, finally regain their thoughts.

"Ma, wait! Wait for me! I don't want to be hostile to you!

"... then drop your weapon. The man with the weapon admits to being hostile to me."

The moment I heard the word, all the men threw their weapons on the ground... and what the woman said was backwards, they succeeded in capturing all the surviving men.