Legend

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr!"

The roar of Seto echoing in the woods.

I don't have to worry about hearing Seto there because he's some distance from the Imperial City, but if there's an adventurer in the woods, it's different.

Seto himself didn't seem to care at all, but the adventurer who heard Seto roar existed quite a bit.

This forest is not that far from the imperial capital - still about half a day's walk - and the forest on the side of the imperial capital means that no monster lives that strong.

Sometimes, instead, there are quite a few species of herbs growing, and it was common for those who had just become adventurers in the Imperial Capital to collect herbs in this forest and defeat wild animals, not monsters, to sell meat and fur to make money.

I guess it was lucky for Seto that some wildlife was perceived to be barking, not monsters, even hearing Seto squeal, just in such a forest.

Most importantly, Seto himself was a few hours after he broke up with Ray. I didn't care at all that I was concentrating on capturing the animals in the woods to fill my hunger.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr"

Seto sounds his throat satisfactorily in front of the body of a bear whose head blew off with a swing of his forefoot using a power crash.

"... Gru?

However, I lean my neck as if I noticed something immediately… I realize that I cannot do the act of peeling my own fur, and unfortunately lean down.

When I'm hunting this hand with Ray, if I defeat the prey, Ray will strip me.

That way, Ray will also strip the fur from the meat, so as a ceto, the fur won't interfere when eating the meat.

Compared to normal animals, I guess it's only a luxury that fur gets in the way when eating meat.

But now that Seto is used to the luxury, he wanted someone to peel his fur off if he could.

"... Gru? Grrrrrrrrrr."

But no matter how many woods are near the Imperial Capital, Seto is now quite a deep place.

Then naturally only in places where there are many beginners come in, few come this far.

"Grrrrrrrrrr......"

You must have noticed that. Seto unfortunately rattles his throat, pointing his gaze towards the bear's body.

But even if an adventurer came here, it wouldn't have come to Seto's mind. If those who have just become adventurers look at Griffon up close, they will naturally panic.

If you do poorly, it's not surprising that someone attacked Seto because of that panic.

"Grrrrrrrr!"

Eventually, he uses his forefoot nails to peel off the bear's fur and peck the meat with a couch.

Even a powerful bear among wild beasts is only a little snack if you try to make it a Griffon of Rank A monsters.

If this is a somewhat higher ranked monster, the presence of magic increases the flavour of the meat itself...

"Grrrrrrrr"

Seto sounds unfortunate, eating meat from the bear's right arm.

Most of the monsters in these woods are low-ranking monsters. In a purely meaty flavor, the bear Seto is eating now would be overwhelmingly higher.

Eating bear meat while still being slightly dissatisfied with the lack of flavors such as salt and pepper was still the harm I have been living all over the city with Ray.

"Gru?"

Still, it was Seto, who was eating bear meat because it was better than not eating it, but looks around as if he accidentally noticed something.

It's a long way from here, but I can hear people.

It was Seto with an unfortunate gaze toward the bear meat, but you still understood that it would be troublesome to find him like this. Clear your ears to the voices you hear.

"Hey, are you really going? You've never heard a beast squeal like that?

"'Cause it's okay. This forest is like a place for beginners like us to come, huh? There's no such thing as a beast in a place like that."

"What would you do if you were a monster?

"That's impossible. This is right around the capital, isn't it? If you have a monster like Rank C, you'll have Knights and Army dispatched from Imperial Capital by now."

"What would you do if you were a monster who had just come to this forest?

"Absolutely, Nina's worried. That's not gonna happen, is it?

That's true.

If Seto could have uttered words, he probably would have squealed like that.

If it was a monster coming closer, it wasn't a difficult story to deal with.

But human...... if that's not the person you would be hostile to yourself either, then you can't be going to attack it even if it's Seto.

Besides, it's still unclear how long it would be to be away from Ray, but I still didn't want to be noisy if I could, more than I might need some days.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr......"

Corpse of a bear furrowed abusively with couchworms and forefoot hook claws.

I haven't eaten most of the meat yet, and I can't leave it like this.

But...

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

Ringing his throat short, eventually after the spot.

I guess I should have taken the bear's body, but doing that would naturally make it stand out.

Fortunately, I wasn't so hungry that I couldn't stand it, because if I were Seto, it wouldn't be that hard to find hunting prey again.

Even if you understand that, the moment you walk away, you turn your gaze to the bear's corpse for a moment is still evidence that Seto is tense in eating.

"Gru."

After the scene sounded a little unfortunate...

"Wow! What the hell is this bear's body? What's going on here!

"Look, that's why I told you! There may be someone near here who can kill this bear! You should just get out of the woods!

"Oh, hey, don't pull it. Okay, 'cause I get it! Just give me a minute!

"Why not! It's dangerous, so soon..."

"Look. All we have here is a corpse, and no one else has done this"

"But when I come back..."

"It's okay, it's okay. I'll protect you if you have to. Besides, it's a corner, so let's pick a place to sell this bear's body."

"... Seriously!?

Hearing voices coming from behind, Seto moves towards the back of the woods in search of his next prey.

At that time, I'm running on the ground instead of flying with my proud wings because if I can find where I'm flying, they'll know that I'm here, which is a griffon.

While I wanted to see Ray soon, it was a while before Seto could fulfill that hope.

"Huh!"

The death size, wielded with sharp exhalation, swings at a rate that is like slashing and tearing the refreshing air early in the autumn morning.

If anyone had watched Ray move now, they would associate death with the speed of the blade to be wielded, and at the same time fall in love with the motion of a dance that never stops moving.

Coming to the Imperial City, day two. There's nothing to do, and if it's always the case, there's no sign of Seto playing in his spare time.

That's why I went to bed early last night and woke up early in the morning already.

Since breakfast has not yet arrived, I was encouraged to train with Death Size only in the morning exercise.

I understood that some people, including gardeners, would turn their gaze to themselves to observe, but still Ray stretches and trains without worrying about his gaze.

If you want to see your fighting power, you can do so. It's not as simple as something I've seen.

"Ha!

Death size stone poking wields momentum as if crawling through the ground, stopping perfectly.

At the next moment, a stone poke pierces the ground and uses its recoil to pierce the part of the death-size giant blade cut through the air... that would have a neck if people were there.

The tip of a blade with a length greater than one metre pierces the neck. If it was normal...... no, it would be fatal even if it wasn't normal.

If the Death Size is enchanted, its ability to kill increases even further.

"Shit!"

From the point where the cutting tip of the blade pierces the opponent, swing the death size across the wax at once.

If they do that with the Death Size blade cutouts stuck, no doubt neck or head. A blow that would be severed even on the torso.

How many times do you do that, and that's how many patterns you repeat.

Performing martial arts without dancing. The dance does not pass to the martial arts.

Nature and such thoughts would pass the back of your brain if you were the one who saw the movement Ray is making now.

In fact, the gardeners monitoring and escorting Ray around were mostly in love with Ray's movements.

And... the clapping noise echoes in the garden, as I predicted that Ray's movement had stopped once.

"No, it was an amazing move. I thought it was a great move when you fought before, but today's move is another great one. Is that what Lord Ray meant?

Wydere tells her as she reaches for the basket she left on the ground to stop clapping and clapping her hands.

"It's not that big a deal. It's simply like morning exercise."

"... when they call it morning exercise, there are things we think are different..."

Earlier, flowing series of attacks. I am quite confident in my arms myself, but if they told me to imitate the same, the answer was no.

No, it's not impossible if you ask me to imitate the exact same movement, but that's just an imitation of things.

Free movement, without a defined mould. That's what underlies Ray's movement.

Besides, swing a death size that's two meters long. I can do things like a natural shake.

"So what can I do for you? Well, I appreciate how much free you've been, and how much you're gonna talk to me."

Keep all that moving around, without even scratching the sweat, store the death size into the mistering, and ask Widare.

But Widare waves his neck sideways as he hands the basket he had to Ray.

"No, I'm just here to deliver breakfast. I thought maybe you were still asleep, a long time ago."

"It's a place like this, and there's nothing to do. Yesterday I let you sleep slowly."

"A place like this... for once, this is a hiding place for His Highness Frizione"

Wydere sighs unintentionally at Ray's words.

"You're not even gonna leave the city, let alone walk around the castle, are you? I wish I could have drunk alcohol or something, but I don't understand what's so good about it."

Ray smiles when he receives a basket and sees several dishes in small portions starting with freshly baked black bread and chicken seasoned inside and baked.

"You don't like alcohol, it's rare. It's not uncommon to drink once it's a diluted wine or something, but did Ray make a difference?

"... oh. I've been raised in the back of the mountain since I was a child by a magic master, so I don't know what's going on around here."

Ray mouths and deludes the setting I haven't remembered in a long time.

Fortunately, Widare didn't notice the area, so I can just be snorted at.

Ray reaches for the black bread in his basket while he thinks he has managed to mislead him.

Feeling the docile weight would be something that might be imaginary but specific to black bread.

"If you're going to eat, sweat..."

Look at Ray with the black bread in his hand. That's what Widare tells him, but for the first time since then, I realize I haven't even had a drop of sweat floating in Ray's face, and I stop the words.

He was moving hard while he was watching. Naturally, considering I've been moving since before I got here, it would be a lot of exercise.

Yet again, with no appearance of weariness at all, Wideret understands that the person in front of him is, in many ways, a non-standard person.

(most of all... it would be obvious that it's not normal at a time when I'm subjugating Griffon's Ceto)

I convince myself of my inner thoughts.

"Yeah? What's going on?

Sitting on the ground, Ray, who was carrying black bread into his mouth just quickly, leans his neck and asks how Widare was doing.

"No, it's nothing. What more do you want for lunch than that? Locking me in here... may not be the right thing to say, but I need you to stay here. His Royal Highness Frizione tells me to hear as many requests as I can."

"... I see. Next time, cook with more eyes."

"More than that, huh?

The basket that Widare brought is quite large, and if you're a normal person, there's about the amount of food for three.

I understood that he also eats well when he comes to the Imperial City, but now it seemed like he was eating more than that.

"I'm only looking forward to eating when I'm here. Fortunately, my body never gets fat when I eat it."

"... don't say that word, but in front of Captain Angela"

Ray, advised with a serious look, nodded unintentionally.