Legend

"Uh... I'm free"

"Hey, that dialogue, you remember hearing it before? You were attacked by those bandits when you said that, so don't say anything far-fetched."

"No, but I do. You're actually glad that bandits attacked you, aren't you? Hooray for Goto and the others to clean it up before the bandits arrive near where they live. We raid the bandits' zitos, too, and we get the treasure that was stored there."

"... I won't deny that."

The man who was talking to Dietz agrees.

Bandits have raided us in about hours since we left Goto a few days ago.

Then, at the end of the day, if you try to be something other than the Bandits, as Dietz said, it will be over with the best results.

Even for the bandits, it was necessary to make a little money at this time of year when winter was almost upon us, and there was considerable accumulation in the place of Azid, which I heard from a few of the attackers.

We divided the accumulation among those who took part in the raid, and it turned out to be quite a lot of money.

... is housed in Ray's mysteries more than he can redeem treasures on his journey.

"I've been asked to crusade the Bandits several times before, but you've never had a delicious result so far.... Ray, don't you think I was strangely used to it? We were attacked by bandits several times before we entered the Seremouth Plains."

"Well, that's an undeniable fact. However, considering they called me a bandit eater or something, I guess I'm literally used to it in the sense you said."

His arm, which killed the bandits, was just as much an adventurer with an alias.

Turn your gaze to Griffon running at the head of the carriage and to one adventurer straddling its back.

Regardless of Griffon, Ray himself doesn't look such an amazing adventurer from the side.

As far as wearing a robe like the one you sell everywhere is concerned, you often look like an adventurous wizard.

(Even though it looks like that, he said the contents have just the strength to beat the rank s adventurer... I thought it was a goblin and he attacked it, and at the next moment he'd rip the skin off the goblin and the dragon would come out or something like that?...... that doesn't get a little spiffy)

The man who was talking to Dietz accidentally gets his spine cold with his own thoughts.

Um, what can also be called a pseudo is a terrible hassle for those who are hostile.

Try to be the one who raids, and it will be nothing but the worst.

(At least the salvation is that there is Seto? If you can notice that, you'll be able to survive somehow)

Again, that's hard.

Even if we are leading the way, people's eyes will really be directed toward a larger group of carriages...

And if you take an offensive stance, it's also hard to escape the argument that you're not actually a bandit.

There is only one way to escape the fear for bandits, called Ray. The only way to survive would be to shrink without just finding it and not make contact with Ray.

"Nevertheless, it's nice to have come to the Kingdom of Mireana like this"

I squirm boringly as Dietz looks around.

"What?"

"No, I don't think the Bestian Empire or the Kingdom of Mireana will change after all."

"That's right. This place is still rural. Imperial capital... No, if you go to the Wang capital, you know exactly what the difference is. But we're on our way to Gilm on the border."

"The border of the kingdom of Mireana? If we say so, can we recognize the area around the Mountain of Demons?

"... maybe that's all right?

While I answered that, it was such a way of talking that I could only understand in anticipation exactly how the men differed.

"Ray told me a little about it, and he's got a lot of armed adventurers here because it's on the edge. Rumor has it that there are quite a few aliases? You see, Ray and I are close... and the father of a guy like Rhodos in that carriage seems to be the axe of Thunder God."

"I'm familiar with that."

It was Ray who was most familiar with Gilm in this group who broke into the conversation between the two of them that way.

"Ah, Mr. Ray. … If you proceed at this rate, how long will it take to make it to the Guild?

To Dietz's words, Ray tilts his neck.

"Well, I don't know. I'm pretty sure it's faster than when we marched in the Spring War."

Before himself, Ray tilted his neck as he stroked Seto's neck.

As far as Ray is concerned like that, he doesn't look like the kind of person who would end up killing all the bandits.

(Maybe this difference is surprisingly the secret of Ray's strength)

A man who was talking to Dietz until earlier thinks in his heart.

Ray, who doesn't think he's being thought of that way, opens his mouth with his gaze toward a group of other carriages.

"I couldn't have loaded a lot of stuff then, or rushed down the road like I deserved the format. Maybe there was an infantry. If that's what you mean, I'm sure you'll arrive a lot sooner than then."

Furniture and all that moving luggage is in Ray's mysteries, so there's hardly any luggage in the carriage.

The meal basically stops the carriage and takes it out of Ray's mistering, and all the stuff used in the tent-like camp is stored in the mistering.

When that happens, the heaviest will be those on the carriage.

Exactly what we can't do about it is that we are consequently reducing our baggage to the extreme.

In that case, it would naturally be natural for the speed of travel to be considerably faster than that of a normal carriage.

When Dusker moved further, he deserved the format as Ray had spoken, and he hadn't rushed this far.

Think of it that way, the speed of travel between the Rays and Dusker can be described as the difference between cloud mud.

"Ultimately, all I can say is, it won't take that many days.... Well, it's only if we get caught up in some weird case"

"Weird case? Is that, like, a bandit from before?

"Oh, that's how it goes. For some reason, I'm often caught up in such sudden incidents.... No, if you're a bandit, you can make money, or you can go from here."

"Wow... that's why they call me a bandit eater or something"

Dietz squeaks smugly.

"I'm not very happy to call that bandit-eating thing widespread. If I could, I'd like the deep red to spread."

"You know what, you care?

"I don't care enough, but if it's bandit-eating and deep-red, it's better to be deep-red no matter what you think."

"... I see"

In front of Ray, he's nodding, but he doesn't look convinced.

I guess the feeling of Dietz is that both bandit eating and deep red are similar.

As we go down the street in conversation that way, we come across a group of merchant squads coming from the front.

The street itself is huge, so it's not as difficult as it gets to be different.

"I don't think so, but be vigilant for once. I can't abandon the possibility of a bandit acting like a merchant."

Quickly instruct and return from where you have been… to the beginning of this population.

To Ray's words, each of the men who were doing you gently pull your weapon nearby so that you can deal with whatever happens, and be ready to act immediately in the event of anything in the carriage's body.

"You think it's an enemy?

Vihera asks, approaching Ray's side, but Ray leaned his neck against it.

"I don't know. I was prepared just in case. By and large, I can't imagine how many people around me would attack me.... I think it would be a little awesome if someone saw Seto and still attacked him."

"Gru?"

Seto called you? and he turns his gaze toward Ray on his own back, but Ray shakes his neck sideways saying it's nothing and strokes him behind Seto's neck.

Seto sounds his throat gladly at Ray's act like that.

The others said they were ready to fight whenever they wanted, but they never looked nervous at all.

(Well, given Ray's power, I guess it's natural.)

He groans in his heart as he looks at Ray, and Vihera strays from the other side to the invisible carriage so that he can exploit his own lightness and ambush him at times of need.

I guess the merchants and thinkers coming from the other side also noticed Ray. She showed a slight but tense appearance.

If there's anything but ourselves walking down this street, we don't need to be so vigilant.

Or even if this is close to the village or the city, that's the same.

But it is far from the village and the city, and no one else is seen around it, only here is Ray Line and the merchant corps coming from the other side and thought to exist.

In that situation, we couldn't help but be alert to each other.

We stay nervous, our distance from each other approaches.

It can also be seen in Ray's eyes that the adventurer, who would be the merchant's escort over there, is ready to pull out his weapon at any time.

(No, you mean purely immature yet)

Some of those who were going behind Ray were equally wary of fighting without hesitation at times of tension or need over there.

That's how our distances approach each other...... Eventually, the merchants on the other side stop moving.

If it's normal, I go wrong while greeting you lightly with my hands up, etc.

Even so, stopping the movement without doing it meant that there was some idea over there as well.

(Well, I wonder what they thought over there and imitated like this)

Ray also slows down as he realizes that the alertness of those in the carriage behind him has increased by one step.

That would naturally slow down the carriage that was following Ray as well... eventually stopping Ray from moving a single line in a position facing each other on the street.

"Hi, my name is Gaylen and I'm a merchant. Does having a Griffon mean it could be the Deep Red Hall of Rank B Adventurers?

The first person to open his mouth was his opponent, who seems to be leading the merchant squad on the other side.

Ages range from forties to fifties, a slightly fatter middle-aged man.

Ray gives a surprise look to the voice he has hung with a smile he likes.

"Sure, I'm called Deep Red... but you knew me well"

"Ha ha. I've never heard of anyone but you who uses Griffon as an obedient demon. Is that an escort?

While Gaylen was talking, Ray thought he was escorting the other merchant squad and turned his gaze to the adventurers several times.

We watched the conversation somewhere nervous because we understood that it was an adventurer with an alias in front of us.

Sometimes you have to get stuck in front of Ray, so I guess that's natural too.

Of course I didn't think that an aliased adventurer would do that to imitate saddling to a bandit, but still I had to prepare in case it was more than an escort.

"Well, when it comes to escorts, escorts. Hey, I'm on my way to Gilm. I'm on my way. What about you?"

I have business to do in the village ahead.

"... Then why did you bother stopping and calling me? At a time like this, it's usually nice to say hello, isn't it?

To Ray, who asked with a slight suspicion, Gaylen smiled back just saying she had been waiting.

"Of course, it's decided because I wanted to get close to you with Mr. Ray. At that age, a rank B adventurer with an alias. It's a coincidence that we met in a place like this, but I just want to thank you for that coincidence."

To the words out of Gaylen's mouth, Ray lowers his guard a few steps.

Because I know what they're after.

He said it would be beneficial to be acquainted with adventurers with aliases if you did try to be the kind of merchant who leads the merchant corps.

"I see that was Gaylene. I'll remember that name. It's just that my usual area of activity isn't around here, it's a guilm on the edge. Even if you get to know me here, it doesn't seem like you have any flavor."

"No. Sure, it may be now, but any of them may be able to relate to you in some way. If you think about it, it's never too soon to remember this face."

Ray was unsure how to answer Gaylene's words with a smile on his face for a moment, but he only gives back a nod for now because he didn't feel particularly harmful.

"Well, if you say so much, I'll remember.... than that, is it time?

"Oh, I'm sorry I let you take the time. Right, we're in a hurry with each other. It would be devastating if a bandit attacked you here. Okay, please take this. It's an approachable item."

That's what I told him, and it was the potion that Gaylen, coming down from the carriage, approached Ray and gave it to him.

From what Ray has seen, it looks like a potion with no philosophy whatsoever.

"What's this?

"This is the potion I'm dealing with in my merchant corps. It's not particularly effective, but it's also characterized by some value for money."

"... heh"

The price Gaylen tells me is certainly somewhat cheaper than buying in the Guild, and the others who were listening to the story as well as Ray react to each other.

Some pay Gaylene to buy potions.

"If you're an adventurer, you won't have any trouble with potions. This is temporary, too, but we've got a pretty good business.... then I'll excuse myself around here"

That's what I told you, Gaylen, going back to the carriage.

Ray also waved gently after he was done with his business before resuming his journey.