Legend

The moon that floats in the night sky is blocked from the moonlight that falls on the earth by clouds.

On such a fall night long, Ray was dining near a magic tent with Seto.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr!

In front of a delightfully throaty ceto is a host of bear meat dishes.

Stir fry in stew, simmer, cook only on the outside over high heat, and some dishes are mostly raw.

Bears this time of year are greasy and delicious because they need to get plenty of nutrition before hibernating. You can say seasonal.

Only the bear meat that Seto had planted at such a time, with the help of those among the Frizione army who were hobbyists of cooking, had thus transformed themselves into several lavish dishes.

Those who cooked for me also went home satisfied with a seasonal bear-meat hemming.

Bear meat is a difficult meat to cook in the sense that it smells like a beast, but fortunately the cook seemed to have good arms, and all of the dishes made for Ray and Seto were very tasty.

Bears, especially before hibernation, have a very strong beast odor, but around creating a dish that doesn't make them feel, it would be proof of the cook's good arm.

... In Seto's case, meat that smells like a beast is also eaten as a wild flavor, so it was mainly for Ray to eliminate the smell of a beast.

"Yeah, delicious. Compared to a bear pan I've eaten before, it's not that bad."

Before coming to this world, Ray carries the bread to his mouth with a stew of bear meat, even as he remembers a bear pot made into a pot with miso tailoring, given to him by a hunter-hobbyist.

The slightly sour, soggy black bread went perfectly with the stew of the bear meat.

"Maybe next time Seto can get a deer in the mountains."

"Gru!"

Among the bear meats, I'll take care of Seto, especially while eating the supposedly delicious simmering of the bear's right hand! and honking his throat.

Ray had heard from people who hobby about hunting living in neighborhoods that brought bear meat when he was in Japan that bear meat was more overwhelming in terms of the amount of meat that could be eaten, but that venison was better than bear meat in terms of flavor.

"... With that said, Seto, you didn't eat the Demon Stone?

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr?"

Seto tilting his neck at Ray's words.

To such a ceto, Ray opens his mouth as he reaches for a skewer of bear meat.

"Look, you got separated when I took my rank-up exam before, right? You learned your skills by eating demon stones."

I guess I remembered that word when I was separated from Ray before. Rub your body against Ray unexpectedly.

Seto has a big body, and even if he was a Griffon of Rank A monsters, it hasn't been two years since he was born.

It was still an assortment that I wanted to sweeten, and the subject was ray, naturally.

"Grrrr, grrr, grrr"

To Ceto rubbing his face as he rattles his throat, Ray caresses his head with his hands off the skewer with an accidental grin.

"Look, calm down. So. I ate demon stones and acquired skills, but this time I didn't have them."

"Gru......"

I'm sorry, and I'm depressed Seto.

Having seen Ceto like that, Ray rushes to stroke Ceto's head and tells him not to care.

"Nothing. I really don't mean to get skills, so don't worry about it. I just wondered what happened."

To Ray like that, Seto rattles his throat to sweetness.

In the first place, the woods that lurked until Seto was called to Ray this time are the kind of places where beginners who sign up for adventurers mainly operate.

Naturally, the monsters are only what they deserve, and goblins become the main monsters.

If it's a rare or superior species, it's still only the regular goblins that Seto defeated.

The meat was also unsavory, only about the skin that was cheaply bought and beaten as a material, and the goblin, which had attacked without understanding the difference in force, was crushed in the head and torso with a blow of house-lined ceto, with the result of scattering blood all around it.

... Still, naturally, the adventurer who stumbled over there after the Goblin massacre made money without stripping away the demon stone and crusade proof sites that seemed to be available... you'll respect that area.

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

It was the fur of the bear that Seto's gaze was pointed at as he rang.

Naturally, besides dismantling the bear and taking meat, there are other areas that can be used like fur, and in that sense you could say you made more money than defeating the goblins around there.

However, the gifted meaning to Ray is stronger than bragging about the fur of a bear if you try it as a ceto.

Seto, who had been to various cities before, starting with Gilm, knew that bear fur was quite an expensive substitute.

I guess I figured that out. Ray also strokes Seto's head and body over and over again with a grin.

Seto narrows his eyes comfortably to the feeling of stroking himself.

It was a sight I could only say smiling somewhere if I didn't know there was a big battle in this place half a day ago.

... No, some of them go under Seto, knowing that.

"Um, excuse me, Lord Ray. I brought a plug for Seto, would you mind?

It was one of the female knights belonging to the third unit of Widare who told him so and appeared out of the darkness.

My relationship with Seto dates from when Ray and Seto helped me where Soble's hires are attacking me, and would be the oldest of the Frizione army.

Most of all, if we try to make Seto a cute bunch of people in rebel positions, many of us will think that we got to know Seto first, and if we try to make him a Miraine, a self-recognized Seto enthusiast in the Guild, he'll say, 'You Russians!' Though it would intimidate you by making a sinister voice that doesn't suit your face.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr?"

Are you going to give me something to eat? and throat, Seto looking back at the female knights with circular eyes.

That look is so innocent that I don't think it was a Rank A monster who was fierce in the woods during the day.

"Uh, Lord Ray?

"Oh, I don't mind. Because Seto seems to be looking forward to it."

"So... yes, Seto. I bought it from a pedestrian who walked through here today."

What was offered with that word was fish dried.

But not the dried fish caught in the sea, but the dried river fish.

Still, if we tried to make it a bestian empire with no sea around it, it was not just some rarity when it came to fish.

"Grrrrrrrr!"

Seto must have figured out how to care for a female knight, too. He approached the female knight with joy as he rang his throat.

"Oh, wait a minute. Because this dried food tastes better when cooked. Lord Ray, may I borrow that incendiary fire for a moment?

"Use it as you please"

The female knight bows her head to Ray's words and stabs the dried river fish on the skewer quickly and just in time.

Instead of cooking all at once on high heat, take some distance from the fire and cook carefully.

"Lord Ray, thank you for your help today."

A female knight accidentally opens her mouth as she waits looking at it until the dried food is cooked.

"Did you help?

"Yes. If we had been attacked by troops lurking in the woods while we were fighting the troops we were ambushing, we would probably have suffered a lot, even if we didn't lose. If that were the case, there would be no doubt that the White Rose Knights would have died too."

"You don't have to worry so much about it. I just did what I was given, and I was supposed to be an escort to this army."

"No, but some of us are still neglecting Lord Ray. I know exactly what I've been helped with."

"I can't help that. Because of my attitude. And I don't know what to say, but even if you don't like me, it doesn't mean what you can do, right? If you don't do any harm over here, it's your own personal problem. Well, as far as I'm concerned, I'm not happy that you hate me, so I hope we can have a friendly relationship soon."

To the words of such Ray, the female knight silences herself without saying anything.

Sure, that's true, but it's because I still want Ray and Seto to get along as part of the White Rose Knights.

The silence lasted for a few minutes at the end of the word, and eventually began to smell good about the fish dried being burned around.

The female knight must have felt something awkward in silent time, too. Take advantage of this and move to the side of the incineration to see how the dried river fish stabbed on the skewer looks.

The size itself is not that big, so in this short time, it was just about as easy to cook.

"Yes, Seto. Go ahead."

"Gru?"

Are you sure? and Seto gazing at Ray.

When Ray nods at Ceto like that, Ceto stretches his couch to the fish as he throats happily.

(It's a griffon, the lower body is a lion... it's a cat animal, so you don't like fish... do you?

Ray thinks about that all the time, watching Seto eat fish happily.

As Seto seemed happy, the awkward atmosphere had disappeared until earlier.

That's right, Seto. The degree of healing does not make silence.

I know you didn't notice Ray's thoughts, but Seto was happy to get used to his throat while eating some dried river fish with a couch.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Kabazid... my power, not even"

Bratta kneels toward Kabazid and bows her head.

After losing and retreating in the battle against the Frizione army, those who took part in that battle were returning to the Imperial Capital.

Those under the Shurus went under the Shurus, and those under the Kabazid went under the Kabazid to inform them of the defeat of the battle.

If you try Bratta, it's your second defeat to continue the last fight.

There is a reason that the last battle was a night raid and an indefensible battle to be used a flaming tornado, but this time we fought from the front and lost.

It was also with ambushes, cavalry attacked from behind, and even ambushes on the side.

Even Bratta understands that her eyes are tightening on herself to the full defeat of the Kabazid direct men and faction nobles around her.

Dismissed on this occasion...... I was Bratta waiting for Kabazid's word for the thought that if I did poorly, I might even be ordered to execute him, but out of that mouth was an unexpected word for anyone who was on the spot.

"I don't mind. It's true that it would have been best if we had been able to hold Frizione down there, but it serves a minimum purpose in the sense of buying time. Thanks to you, I could hit a new hand with this one. I'm not going to punish Bratta because she still has to do her best to stay active."

One of the nobles who was listening to the word opens his mouth.

"His Highness Kabazid. But I was wondering if there was a need for prize punishment."

"But if you think your opponent had a deep red, you can't blame him for not winning, can you? Or could you have beaten Deep Red?

"It's... I don't think we can always win"

"Right? Besides, as I still said, Bratta played a minimal role in buying time. According to the information, Frizione and the others will be taken time in the post-war process to reveal the night on the battlefield today, won't they? It would be enough if you would just buy me this much time. And in the sense of buying time, I've got a few other hands on it."

Close your mouth in a gratuitous manner to Kabazid, who even tells you with a small grin, and nobles say nothing more.

A glimpse of that, Kabazid once again calls out to Bratta.

"That changes the story, but how was Fire Eater? Can I help you?

"There seems to be no doubt that you have rendered the magic of the deep red flames powerless. But I still wonder if there are various problems with not having direct contact with the magic of the flames to be effective. Unless you have no problem touching this like water or dirt, because it's a flame..."

"Hmm, you're right about that. But you would have let Rhodes have magic items to recover from, wouldn't you? I wonder if using that would do anything about that area?

"... when it comes to restorative effects, you are certainly right. But it's only a major anxiety factor in the battle that you can't make autonomous decisions more than you can take away your will for it."

To Blatta's explanation, Kabazid stops the words once and meditates on his eyes and thinks of something.

About ten seconds went by as it was, and eventually Kabazid, who opened his eyes, sighs unfortunately.

"When it becomes difficult to completely contain deep red with Fire Eater... I don't mind, but I guess I'll have to take another means. When that happens, how do you use the time you earn from buying this time... how about that one?

Cobbazide's gaze was pointed at the nobility who earlier pinched his mouth with regard to Bratta's punishment.

"I was wondering if there were any more problems than Perfir is leading.... I would have been sure if I had a soble if I could. Pelphile is certainly competent, but he's too harsh on himself and on others, because this is the one time his men take it."

"Ha. That's Pelphile's strength, too. Depends on how you use it. … and it should be time to recapture the Soble. Maybe we can get Soble back soon, if it works out."

As far as the recapture of Soble is concerned, it is a story that Count Schvindell brought when he joined the First Prince.

A party led by Earl Schvindell died in a rampage in today's battle, but the order to recapture the Soble should still be alive.

Kabazid still doesn't know that the order has already been transferred to execution and even succeeded in recapturing Soble... but eventually everything was ruined by the presence of deep red just off the battlefield we are talking about.