Legend

"Is it all going to be decided in four days? … this battle was a long and short one too"

"Gru?"

At night, in front of a magic tent, Ray groans at Seto as he leans against the bonfire.

The season is already deeper in autumn and colder than cooler in the morning or at night.

It is certain that it will be winter not so far away, and that there will also have been the Merclio Army, the Crusader Army, and hastened to settle the battle.

Ray could understand that much.

"Whatever, we can settle this civil unrest in four days' time in battle. In that case, if you stay weirdly in this country, it could be a hassle, and if you decide on a battle trend, you're going to get paid and go straight back to the guild? You miss Gilm, don't you, Seto? Like Mileyne."

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

It would never be Ray's fault that the name Mileyne came up and he felt it ring a little troublesome.

Always adoring Seto...... that's who seems to have the strongest love for Seto in this world if you pull out Ray.

Even if it's Ceto, he's never the only one who hates me because he feeds me all sorts of things.

But...... I can't help but feel somewhat bad about the fact that sometimes there's a light in my eyes that I can't get good at.

"I don't think I've seen Lenora or Kenny in a long time, and I want to see you there, do I?

"Grr!"

Seto rattles his throat without hesitation this way.

I'm not as keen on Mileyne as I am, but I'm someone who adores me enough to be too cute.

Besides, I was more than happy for Seto because I can see that those two take great care of Ray.

Of course I like people who adore me, but it's still a big deal that if I try Ceto, I have a crush on my favorite Ray.

... If Miraine finds out about this, she's likely to peel Ray's favor off instead of Seto this time.

If you want to shoot the general, shoot the horse first. There was such a thing in Japan, where Ray was, but in Mileyne's case, he shot a general to want a horse?

"Besides... in winter, it's Gamelion's season."

"Gru!"

Seto responds faster than he did earlier when he told us about Lenora and Kenny.

Ray can't help but laugh at how such a partner looks.

The exterior is a substitute such as a vicious and giant rabbit, but its meat flavour is excellent, and it should also be said to be a winter specialty in the gilm.

"... Gilm?

So, I realize.

I was wondering if maybe the Bestian Empire also has gamelions.

Gamelion did live near the Guild. But that's not just around Gilm.

Even if I lived in the Bestian Empire, it wouldn't be weird.

(Then there is also the possibility that if you move well you can get more Gamelion meat...? Defeat the Gamelion in the Bestian Empire and save it in Mystering, hurry back to the Guild to finish the Gamelion. I feel like I can do this)

Think that far and talk to Seto where you are leaning.

"Hey, Seto. Gamelion, wouldn't you like to eat a lot anyway?

"Grrrrrrrr!"

Naturally, Seto rings his throat all the time.

I guess that chirping took me through just near where Ray was putting up his magic tent. A soldier surprises me unexpectedly.

That would be natural, too. Because all of a sudden when I was looking around at night, I heard a griffon beep.

Of course this soldier also has a favorable feeling towards Seto.

Still, it would surprise me if you suddenly heard a squeal when you were looking around at night like this.

Fortunately, this place where Ray installs his magic tent is at the end of the position, and all around is the tent that stores supplies.

... By the way, Ray has a magic tent set up near the supply depot, not just because there are so few people.

If the Merclio army also gathers this many people, then naturally quite a few bad sexual roots enter.

When such people tried to steal supplies, there was a reason to be able to respond immediately...

It was already some Seto who caught the mud, and now there is no such thing as a sneak in here without a warning.

Still, the soldier is looking around, I guess, because there are still a lot of decent problems to leave entirely to Ceto.

"Look, calm down a little. Then you are. When you're done with this case, do you want to find out if there's a place for Gamelion to leave?... No, I don't have to go to the guild or anything to ask, but there's a lot of adventurers here, so should I ask you that way"

"Gru?"

Really? And to Seto, who throats with joy, Ray grins and throws the firewood that was nearby into the burning fire.

Patti, I heard the sound of a pattin, and it was a somewhat scenic sight.

"... Autumn, huh"

Past Ray's brains whining is a number of ingredients that Autumn ate in Japan is seasonal.

I only lived in the mountains, with things like chestnuts, mushrooms, sweet potatoes and pears.

It's also Ray's favorite.

Normally, summer is a seasonal fish, but in autumn, a fish with eggs goes from river to sea.

It's called falling out, and it's a seasonal ingredient that you can eat because you live in the country.

"Is there anything else, Samma? I salt my fat samma on it and eat it with radish grate and soy sauce... or something"

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr!

I guess I'm just starving to hear Ray explain.

I want to eat myself! and a throat-beating ceto.

But samma is only the fish of the earth, and I don't know if I'm in this Elgin.

(Even if you were there, there would be monsters in the ocean, and you'd most likely be eaten by that bait. It would be hard to fish too, unlike Earth)

Naturally, there are no civilizational instruments like fish herd detectors in this world.

If you're going to fish, it's all about the fisherman's experience and understanding.

"Uh... no. When I thought about Samma, I really wanted to eat it. Samma with fat on it and a refreshing radish grate. If you eat this with rice, you can eat as much as you want."

By the way, in Ray's case, he was a non-gut-eater.

The drunk father preferred to eat his guts.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

I heard about Ray and I guess he stimulated my appetite even more. Seto wants to eat, he wants to eat! and honking.

"That being said. Not that Samma's in this world... well, I can't deny the possibility that there's more to Samma than having a liot that looks just like a pear.... go to Emosion and you'll see?

The figure of Harbor Street, which I've been to before, passes behind my brain and squeals.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr"

Maybe I can eat some samma. To such expectations, Seto throats in an upbeat mood.

Such a voice echoes within the position at night, but sometimes it is off the position that the Rays are there, and there was no particular damage except for an unexpectedly strangled watch.

Where whorehouses and liquors, also to be called downtown Merclio army positions, are gathered, the feast of victory is still open tonight and will be making a lively noise.

As for Ray, I made a scene over there with Seto… I also thought about enjoying cooking to be precise, but I know that we are now conspicuous in many ways.

If you show your face where you're having a banquet, you'll definitely have a problem.

Especially now that it's late at night, the people in the tavern should be drunk.

Even at the edge of the position he is in, he looks with envy at the cheer he hears, and Ray stands up.

"Ma, it doesn't make sense if you don't win the fight in four days' time, whether you eat Samma or Gamelion. Okay, Seto. I should get ready for bed tomorrow. Tomorrow there will be a stripping of Wyburn, and it will take some time."

"Gru!"

Responding briefly to Ray's words, Seto lays down on the spot.

As always, to alert the person approaching Ray.

"Sorry, Seto. It always helps. Oh, if you're hungry, you can still eat this."

Tell him so, and when he puts the sandwich next to Ceto, Ray goes inside the magic tent.

The next day, there are three days left until the time of the showdown.

Ray was letting the guerrillas strip Wyburn outside the position that day.

Wyburn for the Dragon Knight Five Horsemen... I mean, five Wyburns.

The amount of material that can be taken from that much Wyburn is quite high.

Most importantly, it would still be impossible to make a leather armor that would just go to all the guerrillas.

Whom to go to was to be determined after this in order of merit.

As a Ray, I wanted to train hard, but there's no way I can train more unscrupulous than withholding a showdown in three days.

As a result, Ray was forced to conduct mock warfare between the guerrillas instead of training them.

As a bait, I have Wyburn leather armor.

"Ray's husband, I'm telling you, it takes a long time to make Wyburn's skin usable as leather."

"You have a magic item for that, don't you?

The blacksmith of the Merclio army frowns slightly at Ray's words.

Originally, it takes more than a week to smooth the skin and turn it into leather that can be used for leather armor, etc.

Most importantly, it is a case of normal animals and low-ranking monsters, and it is not uncommon to take decades if you are as inferior or as dragon species as Wyburn.

Naturally, the blacksmith had the magic item that Ray took because he waited long enough to reach the showdown.

A magic item that greatly reduces the amount of time you spend on leather.

If you ask me this, it is a magic item that has an unacceptable performance for a blacksmith...

"If you use drip drops, you can certainly shorten the time, but the quality deteriorates for that matter, right?

Yes, degradation of quality.

That was the only major drawback of the magic item, Drim's drops.

Still, Ray chose to use that magic item because that was the only way to make it to the showdown day.

"At the very least, does salvation mean that Wyburn's fangs and nails can be used with no deterioration in quality"

"Even so, it's sophisticated to divert straight to the tip of an arrow or spear. Come on. If you use the bones and blood of Wyburn, which has been handled magically when you build a weapon, it will be a magic item like the Devil's Sword... but if you do, you can't have three days left."

"I guess. Just make it for me when this fight is over with you. If you're a guerrilla, you're definitely going to dive the training ground. You can have that kind of reward."

"Hey, let me handle this."

Nodding at the blacksmith's words, Ray calls heavily on those who are dismantling Wyburn.

"For dinner today, it's Wyburn! Cut the meat together to eat it deliciously! If you disassemble it rampantly, you'll lose the taste of meat for it!

'Okay!

While the guerrillas are responding in unison, one person comes towards Ray.

"Captain Ray, can I act that big?

It's Palenix, who makes him deputy captain of the guerrilla and actually commands that guerrilla.

Ray nods as he watches Wyburn dismantle with Seto.

"The next battle will undoubtedly be a big one. This is a great thing, whether it's to feed the English or to have a reward if you survive."

"What do you say you keep in that favour, but you don't have any body? Precious monsters like Wyburn can be quite expensive if you put them where you put them."

I don't have a problem with money.

The blacksmith, who was listening to Palenix and nearby, is unwittingly convinced by that language, which grunts especially carelessly.

Rank B is a high rank adventurer, follow the griffon named Seto, and the power is comparable to or may exceed rank A.

That if you try to make Ray with all that strength, it certainly wouldn't be a difficult story to make money from.

You could just tailor a bit of a high-ranking monster, and the rewards of just diving into the dungeon were definitely going to be outrageous.

"Well, then, don't ask for leather armor"

"... hey. Even this way, it is rarely possible to use Wyburn materials. I'll do whatever I can."

Ray snorted at the blacksmith's words...... Thus, this day, there will be a feast to dismantle Wyburn and eat his meat, and it will pass...

Three days left in the showdown. I waited for the time to come with two emotions: anxiety and anticipation.