Legend

At the end of Ray's gaze, Gamelion is falling to the ground.

Because Gamelion's life was exhausted as a result of the attacks of Lent and Johanna and others.

The battle went on with the flow of Lent shielding Gamelion's attack and Johanna and the others launching the attack in such a way as to poke through its gaps.

Sometimes it prevented almost all attacks by fangs, ears and tails, and Lent's shield is already quite scratched and even distorted.

"Wow. This is repaired by a blacksmith... no, it's faster to buy a new one"

Lent squirming with a fed up look at the metal shield.

"Wow, this. I basically avoided the attack when I fought with the Beast Fang guys, but you're actually so aggressive."

A former guerrilla man tells you to be surprised.

For a body nearly three metres in size, it's a gamelion with solid muscles.

It would be obvious to see how powerful that blow weighs so far on a metal shield.

"Lent took the offense, so there's hardly any damage over here....... thanks"

"Ha, I'm also originally a wall player. I don't know what that means."

To the words of gratitude from Johanna, Lent, who returns them so.

But there is an irresistible grin in its mouth.

I guess it's because I've achieved my goal of showing Johanna what's good about me.

If you try Lent, the purpose of this Gamelion hunt is to show Johanna more good things about herself than that meat.

I achieved that safely, so it was only natural for me to have a grin.

"Not a single injured person? Nice collaboration."

Ray squeaks as he approaches Gamelion.

"That's right. Anyway, Lent has fought with everyone else in his unit, so we can work together even if we don't want to."

"... right. With Mr. Ray's training, he was just unilaterally hunted for nothing."

"Ning Ro, I think it's honest that training requires more collaboration than actual combat"

"Heh heh, maybe that's true. To be honest, training was many times tougher than in action."

In each of the words Johanna and the others utter, Lent's gaze is directed toward Ray.

Even though it was a cold winter sky, hot air was rising from Lent's body, which was moving around violently, making Lent's gaze extra plain convincing.

"Ray, what kind of training were you doing?

"It's not that tough, is it?

"It's a lie!

Johanna and the others immediately raise their objections to Ray's words whining as they store Gamelion's body in mystering.

The voices were undisturbed, and that was how Johanna and the others felt.

Still, Ray flaunts his shoulder without looking particularly concerned.

"Oh man, I didn't expect my former men to say this either"

"... if they tell me I'm not rigorous about that training, I don't know if I can do it"

One of the former guerrilla men squeaks smudgingly.

"Ray, what the hell... what kind of training did you really do?

To Lent's words, Ray shook his head sideways when he said he had nothing to be guilty of.

"As far as I'm concerned, I didn't think it was such a tough training. Besides, don't you think it's a good thing that training is tougher than in action? You don't have to give up all the strength you've put in training to survive in action."

"I don't deny it."

"Right?... Well, whatever. This is the second one...... one and a half gamelions to be exact, but look for some more? Surely now that Gamelion is available, it's up to how many you can hunt at one party again, isn't it?

To Ray's words, Lent looks up into the sky.

What's spreading there is wintery cloudy weather.

Clouds that aren't strange whenever it rains or snows.

"The limit is five, so I just want to keep the other two or three. It's just that when it rains and snows on the way to Gilm, it doesn't get a little sprinkly. What do you think?"

"I think Seto would be fine with snow or something."

"No, because we're not talking about Seto. Because it's about us."

A former guerrilla man mutters to Johanna, who immediately links the story to Seto.

But Johanna's love of ceto is famous among former guerrillas, and that's why it's all that's needed.

"So you want me to look for some more gamelions?

"Please."

Lent bows his head to the words out of Ray's mouth, but Ray opens his tease by shaking his neck sideways without looking particularly concerned.

"Never mind. If we get paid properly, we won't be tired of the hard work."

Words that would be somewhat surprising if you knew the usual Ray.

I guess that's all the cheese Lent fed me was delicious.

If it's to eat that cheese, some hard work for Ray isn't hard.

Ray had found enough value in that cheese.

(I don't think the way I make cheese changes much... what made such a difference in taste?

Of course Ray doesn't know how to make cheese in detail.

To the extent that I saw it on TV when I was in Japan, or to the extent that I made cutlet cheese made with lemon in milk in school classes.

That's why I didn't know how to be that rich and afterward kind of cheese.

(Maybe they use monster material or something?... yeah, it seems kind of normal)

Convince yourself of words past the back of your brain.

"Okay, I'll be back where Seto is, just give me a minute."

"Ah, Mr. Ray. What if we wait here? Or to the carriage?

"Uh... right, then ask for the carriage. If you're in Seto, there's no one watching the carriage. You'll be tired of fighting, so you can come slow. I don't think that's how monsters come at places that smell like ceto."

Tell him so, and leave Lent and Johanna and the others on the spot. Ray runs toward the carriage.

I guess it's intentional not to talk about being nearly attacked by adventurers.

"Wow... that's right, Mr. Ray. It's not fast."

A former guerrilla man squeals unexpectedly at Ray, who is no longer visible while he looks at him.

Those on the spot did not speak to anyone, but they all had the same thoughts.

(It was worth coming to the Kingdom of Mireana from the Bestian Empire just because you didn't have to be hostile to Mr. Ray when it came to war)

The three former guerrilla men each convince themselves to think the same thing.

... In Johanna's case, I didn't think that much stronger than Ceto was the biggest reason I came to Gilm.

"Well, then we can't do this forever, and we're going back to the carriage."

Everyone nods at Lent's words, leaving behind where the battle with Gamelion took place.

There were also many goblin carcasses nearby that Gamelion had eaten and killed, emitting a strong smell of blood all around him.

If some monster smelled this smell, it wouldn't be strange to come here.

Most of all, there aren't as many monsters that like goblins as I would like to eat.

It was a fact that we should have gotten away from this place a little sooner, just for such a place.

If you don't want to get into a meaningless fight.

"Mm-hmm. When you look at the ground from the sky like this, a lot of guys are after Gamelion after all. It's getting late, so I guess they want to make a little money right now..."

Ray squeaks as he rides over Seto's back and looks down on the ground.

I was wondering if there were adventurers traveling loaded with gamelions in their luggage cars, and some were starting to drain blood on the spot to dismantle the gamelions.

He was also able to see the adventurers fighting Gamelion in their current progression.

"Really, is this where it peaks? Well, it's not weird when it's really snowing in this weather."

Ray squeaks as he looks up at the sky.

Unlike last year, this year's snow starts to fall late.

That would be fortunate, I would say, given the Gamelion thing.

If it snows, we'll have to fight Gamelion in the snow.

Even in the meadows, what lies beneath it is the ground. Naturally, if it snows there, it will be muggy, and your feet won't be stomped.

There are also dangers such as wet grass entangling your feet.

If you were to fight an opponent that would allow you to travel as quickly as Gamelion did in such a place, it was obvious that you would struggle unless you had a marginal difference in strength.

Ray had a look that only seemed serious for a moment, but the next moment he would erase that look clean and refreshing.

"We've secured enough Gamelion meat for ourselves... and we won't be so desperate."

"Gru!"

I want some gamelion meat! and a throat-beating ceto.

Ray opens his mouth as he strokes the back of Seto's neck like that.

"Right, it's time for the Alliance to have some dismantling done. If it's not over, it might be a good idea for us to pick up a little bit of the Gamelion meat we eat."

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

To Ray's words, Seto squeals as he seeps joy.

Some of the gamelions who heard that chirping perceived the danger and immediately followed the scene and escaped... but Ceto and Ray, who did it, are in a good mood to think the gamelion meat had nothing to do with that.

Simply baked as a steak is delicious, add your hands and simmer to taste even better.

A sandwich made with gamelion meat that I ate a while ago can be said to be typical of that.

Despite the simple dish of just pinching in the bread... no, it's a simple dish that makes the flavour of the ingredients direct.

Also, even if you steam rather than boil and remove excess fat before eating with something like a sauce made with sweet and sour fruit or a sauce made with rich walnuts, its flavor is definitely excellent.

"Oh, no. I'm dying to eat some gamelion meat."

Imagining gamelion cuisine, my stomach rings for it and I claim myself.

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

Not just Ray, but Seto. I guess that was the same thing. I'm hungry, and I squeal my throat.

"In the meantime, shall we still eat and bear this now"

Give the dried oak meat taken from the mysteries to Ceto and throw it into your own mouth as well.

The flavour of condensed meat spreads in your mouth and manages to hold down the self-asserting belly worm.

But that's just for a little while, too.

Ningro, eating dried meat makes my appetite unnecessarily stimulating.

"Mm, I can't help it. Do you want some more?"

"Gru!"

Agreed! and cheerfully throaty Seto.

Ray smiles small at how such a partner looks.

So the next thing I took was a sandwich with a chunk of boiled meat pinched in it.

...... Given the size of the chunk of meat and the thinness of the bread it pinches, it is clearly unbalanced.

But it is also true that the size of the appliance is so unbalanced that it stimulates the appetite extra.

In fact, I was saving the freshly made sandwich in mystering, so the meat caught in the bread is still warm.

That's about the warmth of the meat coming through the bread.

Seto is flying the most 100 meters above the ground. And the season is winter, and the weather is not sunny.

More than that, the sandwich taken from the mysteries cools rapidly.

"Totally, the dragon robe's thermoregulation function is handy, but you're a little unwell at times like this. I wish it didn't just work for me anyway, but for what I have."

Give one to Seto, and the next time you cling to a sandwich where a large chunk of meat is caught, the gravy spreads from there to a cup in your mouth.

At the same time, freshly baked bread sucks its gravy in your mouth, and shaky leafy vegetables indulge in a new texture.

"Yeah, delicious.... I knew the bread was a little short, but is this okay?"

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

I still have more than half a sandwich left in Ray's hand, but I've already eaten more ceto! and honking his throat.

Ray tries to leave his new sandwich in such a state of Ceto... he notices Gamelion walking on the ground.

Fortunately, no other adventurers had found it yet, and Johanna and Lent seemed to be the first ones to come back from now on.

"Sorry, Seto. Sandwiches are behind us for now. Now bear with me."

Give me the rest of the sandwich I had, and I don't mind! and Seto throats with joy.

"Then we're going back to the carriage. I want to keep my hands on it before the others take it."

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr!"

Seto, who rang high in Ray's words, leaves his wings winged and returns to the carriage.