Legend

Ray and Seto were guided to a building about twenty minutes walk from Pamidor's shop.

The fact that it's on the back street is no different from Pamidor's, but the other buildings around it are pretty old and don't look like someone lives there.

"... hey, I've got a kind of bad feeling about this"

Maybe it's in the alchemist who has this errand that people don't live around.

Pamidor looks away softly at Ray, who asked with such a bad feeling.

Only Pamidor, who only looks like a vicious bandit, can describe the trick as ridiculous.

"You're definitely an expert, so don't worry about it"

"... really, is it true? If this was just your mouth, you'd be pissed off, huh?

"Oh, don't worry about that area. I don't have a problem with my arm. With regard to arms."

I said it twice because it's important. I get a really bad feeling in Ray about Pamidor giving me that kind of vibe.

Wouldn't you rather leave without getting involved like this if you could? I thought so, Ray, but I also knew that I really needed the power of an alchemist to repair the demon sword of Noise that is currently in Mystering.

That's why instead of leaving here making no sense, I try to tell myself it's totally negative and open my mouth.

"Okay. Shall we go then?"

"Oh. Well, I don't think you need to worry too much about him because he's not as bad as I say. Then let's go."

Tell him so, and Pamidor knocks on the door of the house that the alchemist lives there.

... Yes, that would deserve the expression beating rather than knocking.

The fist, which is waved as if you think the door can break, makes a fierce noise echo around you.

At first I thought the door would break, Ray, but soon I realize that's something I don't need to worry about.

Because the door didn't burst at all or the tree fragments flew.

(That door, what? It's not made of wood?

Looks like it's usually a wooden door, no doubt.

But in the profession of blacksmith, it would be hard to call it wooden, no matter what you think, when Pamidor knocks on a door that has a stronger power than the adventurers around it and shows no abnormality at all.

It was a little thought Ray, but soon I'm convinced I'll understand whose house this is.

(Alchemy, or)

Yes. This is an alchemist's house, so I guess this degree is not surprising or anything at all.

At the end of Ray's impressive gaze, Pamidor was still knocking on the door.

"Hey, Azimov! You're here, come out!

The call may even look like a debt takeover if one sees nothing.

(If I'm one of them)

An uninteresting imagination passes through the back of his brain, and Ray unexpectedly looks around.

But the house of the man called Azimov by Pamidor is sometimes empty next door, and there is no particular appearance of someone coming out.

Also, there are some people passing nearby, but they still didn't look interested in Ray or Pamidor.

To the surroundings, Ray leans his neck strangely.

The sight of someone like Pamidor knocking on the door of someone else's house thoughtfully, if normal, is not surprising when the guards call it in.

But now it didn't look like any of the others would try to do that either.

On the contrary, if it is Pamidor who is knocking on the door, there are those who for some reason are even sending a sympathetic gaze to Pamidor.

Stay put for a few minutes. Finally, the power to knock on Pamidor's door is stronger, and even doors that look sturdier than normal will break?

When Ray thinks that way, the door finally opens that was a door that didn't open.

"What the... who? Yeah? Oh, Pamidor. Damn, I just fell asleep a few hours ago. 'Cause you're not coming all of a sudden."

It was men of the same age as Pamidor, such as the thirties and forties, who showed up through the door.

However, while Pamidor is a big, muscular man, the man called Azimov is quite thin.

From Ray's eyes, he was a man who lost so much weight that he thought he was only about half the weight of Pamidor.

So while you're at it, there's no frightened color in your eyes to see Pamidor.

I even live in a color that sounds rather grumpy.

"Um. What, are you still asleep at this hour? You, what time do you think it is?

"Hmm? Uh... you know it's before noon."

"So why is it before noon...... ha, that's enough. Let me go up anyway."

"Shit, do what you want"

Even though he spits ill, Azimov tries lightly to get Pamidor into his residence... where he finally realizes what Ray looks like.

And even to Seto's appearance, who was strangely watching the current exchange on Ray's side.

Stopping the movement as if it had been petrified in an instant, Azimov turns his gaze towards Pamidor in a motion that is likely to make a noise with Gigi.

"Oh, man. Pamidor. That griffon..."

"Yeah? Oh, Seto"

To Azimov's words, it was Pamidor returning the words as if they were nothing, but as Azimov it was definitely not something to be missed.

"Oh Seto... not! What the hell is a Griffon in here! It's a Rank A Monster!?

Even the word stunner was Azimov, who tells him in insufficient words, but Pamidor turns such a frightened gaze at Azimov.

"You know, Seto's been in the Guild since last year. Because you didn't notice at all? Even though he's often walking outside with Ray."

"Last year!?... Gosh, Gosh, Gosh. I had no idea!

"Ha. You, be really interested besides your alchemy."

"Grr, that's for sure..."

As for Azimov, turning an interest in something other than alchemy stinks terribly.

If it were normal, I would have cut off Pamidor's words and thrown them away.

But if you see the sight of a griffon in front of you, you won't be able to complain.

Still, Azimov, who soon regained me, rubs against Ray.

"You know, you're the Lord of this Griffon, right? I wonder, would you give me some of this griffon material?

The moment I heard that word, Ray's cheek hits me.

Pamidor, who realizes how Ray is doing like that, manages to hold Azimov back.

But Azimov himself opens his mouth without looking at all concerned.

"What do you say? Pay the right reward, of course. Whatever it is, it's a magic item I made."

Rejected.

Ray to dismiss out of words, but Azimov won't back down with it, he goes on with the words.

"Why? You're an adventurer from what I've seen, aren't you? Don't you think I want a magic item?

"I certainly don't deny that. I used to have a hobby of collecting magic items. But that's not why I want you to sacrifice your partner, Seto."

"... yeah?

I guess you finally returned it to me there. Azimov realizes that his perception and Ray's perception are somewhere different.

"I'll tell you what, I'm not that griffon...... was it Seto? I'm not going to say that to you, like, give me that Ceto eyeball, or give me that gut. All I want is something like griffon loose wings and hair. A little unusual, I guess, with Griffon's saliva."

To the words, Ray gives a slightly surprising look.

Because I thought you were telling me to bring Seto over, like I did at the Azot Chamber of Commerce before.

(That was an overreaction)

Reflect a little in your mind and stroke the ceto next to you.

"Gru?"

What's the matter with you? and to Seth as he turns his gaze, Ray continues his words with his gaze toward Azimov.

"Hey, Seto. I'm saying he wants some of your wings, some hair, what do we do?

"Grrrrrrrrrr......"

Seto rattles his throat like he's having a little trouble.

I guess he remembers the alchemists who came when he was in the woods in the Bestian Empire.

So time passes when Azimov stays nervous...... eventually Ray comes up with a fuss.

"Hey, don't you have to be the guy who just took Seto's hair and wings?

"Yeah? I'd prefer something fresh if I could, but something that's gone through time. That's what I'm using it for."

"Then I think if you come to the wheat pavilion at dusk, we can find you at the stables."

"... oh my God. No, but is that okay?

Azimov asks again if Ray's words were unexpected.

But Ray nods back as no problem.

"I'm thinking of apologizing for doubting you in a weird way, and most importantly, you need something over there, too, as a reward, right?

"Reward?"

What is the reward for? Pamidor opens his mouth to Azimov, who repeats his words with such thoughts.

"Actually, I brought Ray here because I wanted you to do something."

"What do you want me to do? You want me to make some material again? No, well, if that's what you get for griffon material, I'm not even willing to say no. So?"

"Ray."

Encouraged by Pamidor, Ray offers Azimov the Devil's Sword he took out of Mystering.

My torso was broken in two and no matter what I thought, it was definitely useless.

But Azimov was surprised not by the demon sword that appeared in front of him... but by the mistering Ray had.

"Whoa! Hey, you did say Ray or something. Is that... Could that be an item box? Or is it the degraded version?

"Degraded version? Oh, I see. No, in that sense, it's an item box."

Azimov once again turns a strong gaze toward Ray, who understands that a degraded version is a pseudo-item box like Elaine's has.

Even though the body is thin, it was strangely powerful from Azimov today.

"On those shoes, the left hand bracelet, the robe is also a magic item, right?

"… correct. I see, you do sound like an armed alchemist."

I've been spotted several times before with the magic items I have equipped myself with, but I never thought I'd see that again here.

To Ray, who turns his admirable gaze as he flaunts his shoulders, Azimov checks from all directions as he circles around Ray.

"Is that ring also a magic item? And that's a pretty advanced magic item, isn't it?... Oh, my God, well, you got so many magic items"

"No, I think you'd be awesome to see it all through.... Whatever. What I want you to do is fix this demon sword."

"Wow. This demon sword is a good substitute too. But it's two of a kind.... Where did you get this?

"In the Bestian Empire, when we interacted with immovable noise"

On the name that comes out of Ray's mouth, Azimov once again gives a surprise look.

"Is immovable noise the rank s adventurer of the Bestian Empire? Ha... how surprising."

While I told you so, it is closer to Ning Lo's convincing expression than to surprise at Azimov's expression.

"I have a Rank A monster with me, so I guess that worked out... and you're awesome. He's a Rank S Adventurer, isn't he?

"Um. Ray's an alias adventurer, isn't he? For Christ's sake, you're not just caged in the house, but you gotta remember to go outside. Even I knew Ray's name."

"Well, if it's enough to go outside and make a futile noise, it's better to be doing it in experiments."

Azimov just tells Pamidor that he has absolutely nothing to do with his grudging words.

Ray, who was watching Azimov like that, opens his mouth in dubious doubt.

"If you stink so much about getting out of the city, how's the food or something?

If you went out into the city, there would be a good chance you'd hear Ray or Seto's name, but you still didn't know who you were or Seto was.

It was a question of wondering, but Azimov opens his mouth as if it were nothing.

"Oh, I'm hiring someone to eat and buy me out. I'll take care of all your troubles. I can concentrate on alchemy."

"... I see"

Ray snorted at Azimov's words, but he understands that what is in front of him is not trying to be suspicious, but simply being what he should call an alchemy idiot who is not interested in anything other than alchemy.

(Is this okay? No, but it's too much into alchemy, so I think you might be better off against Seto.)

Ray was thinking about what to do with the assessment of the person in front of him, but Azimov opens his mouth to interrupt it.

"Whatever you're talking about here, it's just cold, so go inside. I'll let you know more."

That's what he told Ray and Pamidor to tell them to go inside the house.