Legend

Ray also leaves the magic tent on the occasion of the dissolution of the nobles following the conclusion of the meeting due to the words of Merclio.

But it's not where I've been assigned to go.

With Seto, who came close when he saw Ray come out, one and one follow at a short distance from the nobles he was looking for.

"Grrrrrrrr?"

What's the matter with you? Ray reaches out and strokes his head to Seto, who rings his throat and asks.

"I have a little something for the wild.... Well, this is all the big ground. It must be natural for them to get mixed up..."

Nobles who acted somewhere strange in the context of earlier discussions.

Those who neither agreed nor disagreed with the matter of Frizione.

If that were all, Ray would have only had the perception of a nobleman who doesn't know which side to take, well said, neutral, or worse yet, just flushed and unintentional.

However... the nobles had different eye colors.

The kind of gaze that overlooks the other nobles around.

Had that eye bothered you, Ray wouldn't have thought it was weird either.

But the gaze was clearly different.

Also, if you see that the two nobles who were around the man also have a similar gaze, the suspicion in Ray turns to decisive.

The result was linked to Ray's actions now.

As he walks with Seto, he takes a distance from the three of his goals and follows them unnoticed.

Keep going on the position for a while. It should be said that the three nobles enter the same tent.

And I guess they tell you not to let anyone through the tent perimeter. Each of the five soldiers stands.

A tent, though, is like a tent used by a nobleman. Its size is quite wide, and its size is about six tatami.

"Everybody's in a tent together, huh? Normally, I'd talk to you about today... Well, what do you think?

"... Gru?

Ray turns his gaze toward the tent as he strokes Seto's head tilting his neck.

Wherever you are ordered to stay away from whoever you are, the soldiers are sending their gaze to the man, thinking of you as an adventurer who is approaching by chance.

I know you were going to say something if you got any closer, but even for an adventurer man, you probably felt that vibe. Especially away from the tent without saying anything.

After that, the men standing by the tent keep an eye on them, not saying anything in particular.

(Even if you listen in the tent, those soldiers are in the way)

Even from Ray's eyes, the soldiers can see that they are trained inside.

Because of their backwardness, Ray decides that they must have brought those soldiers in for caution when something happened.

Think about it for a few seconds... After all, Ray decides he won't be able to help thinking about it here as he does, stroking Seto and then whispering.

"Seto, I'm sorry, but you have to wait here."

"Gru."

Seto rattled and nodded at Ray's words, confirming it, Ray leaves the spot a little while removing the ordinary spear, not the nearly broken one that uses the spear - for throwing - from the mistering.

And after about 5m of help, he made a big jump. Use Slapenil's shoes as they are to scaffold the air and jump toward the sky.

One, two, three steps.

In those three steps, just as they come near the sky above the tent used by the nobles, they fall to the ground in such a way that they are pulled straight into gravity.

... Yes, directly above the soldiers near the tent on the ground.

The soldiers are alert only to the rebels approaching the tent. Nor is it supposed to be approached from above naturally.

So, down from the top...... no, you never notice Ray falling, and the most unlucky of the soldiers is crushed by Ray from the top, instantly unconscious.

You could say that I was fortunate during my misfortune to have been purely unconscious, not to the extent of a major injury such as breaking a neck bone at this time.

At the same time, the other four soldiers momentarily consolidate their movements.

Even though we were properly alert to the surroundings, if we noticed, our own people... and Ray wasn't aware, we couldn't help but notice that the commander among the soldiers was stunned.

And it wasn't such a difficult story for Ray to make the next move if he had even a moment.

"Huh!"

Instead of shouting out loud, the stone poking of the spear, released with a short temper voice, pokes the dovetail of the other leather armor, instantly depriving him of consciousness.

Three times.

There is an expression that does not even show the hand to pull out...... but the stone poking of the spear, which was quickly unleashed exactly as that expression suggests, instantly prunes the consciousness of the three soldiers.

Only one soldier remains.

Only a few seconds early work since Ray came down from above.

After all that had been done, the soldiers who had finally remained conscious until the end must have realized that it was Ray who had launched the attack on them. Trying to scream something with my eyes wide open...

"Sleep."

The stone-piercing blow unleashed again sinks the soldier's consciousness into darkness.

Thus the lightly unconscious soldiers fall to the ground.

The soldiers made some noise when they fell asleep on the ground, but they were still almost silent, probably because they were accustomed to using long patterned weapons.

"... Well"

Still, once I see if there's been any disturbance in the tent, I gently turn the entrance to the tent, especially when I make sure it's not getting noisy.

What I heard at that moment was clearly how the discussions were to betray this rebel army.

(I see. If betrayal suddenly occurs when it is indeed a big battle with the Crusaders, it shocks the rebels more than it actually does. What do you call an ambush poison? Sure, it's a lot of damage in that sense... can we get that far on these guys?

The three nobles who originally spoke in this tent have joined the rebels since the end of the last battle. Ray had naturally heard from Theorem that the confidence of the chicken was lower than that of those who had participated from the beginning, and that if there was a next major battle, he would be allowed to pioneer it.

For one thing, I didn't think it would go as conveniently as the men were talking... but still, if they suddenly imitated betrayal during the fight, it would definitely be a nasty thing.

The story then turns to the story of why intelligence forces are unable to find out how the rebels are doing.

(The same goes for soldiers in Gurgasto and for Vihera, but I guess the biggest reason would be Warcraft soldiers. But it doesn't taste good for these guys to know that, does it?)

Even if it had already been decided here that the fate of these nobles would run out, you wouldn't have to dare teach them to the souvenirs of the underworld. If something goes wrong and information passes to the Crusaders, it's not a mistake.

That's why Ray stores the spear in his hand into the mistering, and instead takes out his death size, which is also synonymous with him.

It doesn't matter if it's a spear in the sense of fighting... No, it's a weapon in the tent that is somewhat easier to use than Death Size, because given the psychological fear it gives the target, I found Death Size to be the right weapon for this occasion, even if it's somewhat harder to use.

"I guess that's because... there was something like me"

Ray walks into the tent with that said.

Naturally the nobles who see it open their eyes wide and reveal their consternation.

But it's also for a moment. In the next moment I scream with utmost high pressure, trying to hide the upset I felt inside.

"What are you doing?" This is no place for an adventurer to come in on his own, just because he's an arm-writer among Non's tents, even rebels!

"Oh... yes! No matter how thick the letter from His Highness Vihella is, there are good and bad things to do!

"Don't make it a problem now. I'll leave it. So get the hell out of here!

While each listens to the screaming voice, Ray enters the tent without looking like he cared at all.

I struggled a little when I went inside due to the size of the death size, but once I got in, I had no problems later.

"What's going on? You look in a lot of a hurry. Was that a troubling story when you asked me so much? About this rebel system of espionage."

"hey...... what are you talking about!? I don't remember you at all!

"All right, all right! You're planning on rubbing some kind of sin on us!?

Ray glances at the men desperately trying to mislead the story earlier, with Death Size on his shoulder.

"I'm still an adventurer with an alias for once. Isn't that a little too much to say?

"Hmm! Say you have aliases, you must be the adventurer of the kingdom of Mireana! Do you think that the nobles of the Bestian Empire, such as Nong, would shy away from such an opponent!

Nobility kicking Ray's words under his mouth.

By nature, aliases are common across countries. That would be understandable given Ray's name value at the martial arts competition.

But for the nobles, we could never admit it now.

Because if we admit it, we'll be hunted down.

Then, even if it is somewhat forceful, foreign...... it pushes forward that it is also the adventurer of the Kingdom of Mireana, which has been hostile to the Bestian Empire for many years, and manages nothing but to question Ray's statement.

If they were listening to themselves earlier, they would certainly see it as a problem.

(Damn, more importantly, why this guy!

In this rebel army, Ray's position is something special.

It would also be obvious that one and only one person are allowed to act proprio motu in the treatment of guerrillas.

Being recognized by rebel superiors as being similar to one unit on its own, rather than forming a unit like the rest of the adventurers... or more of a warrior value.

I mean, it's a trump card presence of this rebel.

Furthermore, trust from those called rebel executives - although it is true that there is a lot going on in the relationship between men and women - will mean that they are thick and have a corresponding voice and influence.

So now I had to somehow delude the man in front of me and do this place without giving him any evidence or words.

(I hear that being close to His Highness Vihella is neglected by His Highness Merclio and Viscount Boogle. Is that a breakthrough around here?

An aristocratic man thinks quickly and opens his mouth.

"I know you don't remember His Highness Merclio well. You wouldn't believe me if I said something strange about the detour, but I'll be careful for you, too."

If you listen to that word, Ray will pull back a lot. There's nothing you can do about the name of Merclio, the royal family, even if you can be strong with them.

Those were the nobles who thought that they had survived this occasion... but what returned to it was Ray with a mockery in his mouth.

At this time, did you decide that the nobles would be respectful if it were the royal family, even if it were Ray, who is from another country?

If you do think normally, that would be common sense. But... Ray is also far from the word normal.

In the first place, it wasn't this world called Elgin that Ray was born and raised in, it was Japan. I know about the existence of nobility and royalty, but the other person I never met in person until I came to this world.

There was an emperor when it came to the royal family, but that's not why I was particularly interested, only to the extent that I saw it occasionally on TV.

And most of the nobles Ray has ever met, with some exceptions, are self-centered.

You can't be respectful to someone like that first.

Above all, even for Merclio, which the nobles in front of him see as the only light, he was uncomfortable about these nobles when we talked earlier.

Ray knew that, that's why...

"Well, is that the end of the consignment? If you have nothing more to say, why don't we just capture him and take him to Merclio or Vihera? If you want to run, you can do whatever you want with it. If you think you can get away from me."

Move the Death Size on your shoulder to make it appear.

Ray didn't say anything more, but there's Seto outside the tent.

It was the first impossible story to do something about it in its biological state, even though it was impossible to get away from Seto on a military horse at full speed.

"... don't think it's okay to let Goo, Noon, etc. get into your eyes like this"

"Yes, I'll regret it enough later!

"Precisely, I hope you're good at it now. I'm going to teach you exactly what you've done."

Ray flaunts his shoulders and opens his mouth as he hears the words of each of the nobles telling him so.

"What a loser. Explain in front of Merclio when it comes to details… No, you should make excuses"

That's what Ray tells him, and he takes the rope out of the mistering to take the three people in front of him.