Legend

"I didn't think you were coming yesterday today."

"Gru?"

To Ray's words, what happened to Seto walking next door? and honking his throat.

To such a ceto, Ray strokes his head as he shook his neck to the side that it was nothing.

The day after I received Gamelion's meat, Lenora had already contacted Baron Sisne to let me know if I could call him at any time, and within the early hours of this morning, the Alliance had been contacted and a liaison from the Alliance had been told to head to Baron Sisne's house before noon.

Of course for Ray there was no particular urgent business - I had plans to receive Lent's cheese - so I took it on immediately.

Now that we've cleared up the gamelion thing and it's starting to snow in earnest, there's nothing in particular to do for Ray.

If I were to dare raise it, it wasn't until I turned down a request from Baron Sisne's house, though it was like enjoying sleeping twice in bed or doing a street tour and trying some warm food in the snow.

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

I'm still walking in the snow, but Seto, walking beside Ray, throats in an upbeat mood.

Being with Ray was one of the reasons Seto was in a good mood, but it is also significant that some of them came out yesterday's dinner, today's breakfast and gamelion dishes.

I used the gamelion meat that Ray had picked up yesterday, and that meat, cooked at the wheat pavilion at dusk, was bringing to Ray and Seto a flavor that could only be described as delicious.

It should also be noted that many of the meat that Ray had picked up had been finely cut due to the death size.

If we were to flush meat onto the market as an alliance as well, block meat of some or more size would sell higher, and Ray's would save us the difficulty of finely chopping it with a knife, which was a form of mutual interest.

Even though Seto likes to cook big meat and stick to it.

Whatever it was, Ray, who had received some cut meat, handed it over straight to the wheat pavilion at dusk, and had the dish with it served to himself and Seto.

"Gamelion cuisine will be in full swing from now on, so street food and stuff will be delicious"

"Gru!"

To Ray's whining, Seto sounds his throat joyfully.

Walking like that naturally brings together a lot of people from around who want to play with Seto, touch him, or mind.

Still, it's snowing now, or it's very little of an impact.

As he continued to walk with words of no to such people, he eventually arrived in the aristocratic district lined with noble mansions.

The guards were just passing through the entrance to the aristocratic city, but the guards are adventurers. There's no way you don't know about Ray.

"Let me go inside, okay?

"Aye. Just don't start a commotion in the aristocracy. But even you stand out... well, even if someone knows about Ray, they won't give you a weird little"

Wahaha, the archer and the thought woman slap the head of the adventurer man, with the bow next to him, telling him with a laugh.

"Idiot, if that really happened, you think we could do something about it? I don't want to."

I nod to the woman's words that I agree with a man with a body more than two meters tall.

"You sure do. If Ray gets busted, there's no ashes left in the aristocracy."

"... what's going on with my rumors?

To the man's word, Ray whines.

But against such a ray, the man smiles and opens his tease.

"Ha, what are you talking about? I took part in the Spring War, and I saw first-hand where you created the tornado of fire, didn't I? Don't bother with the guy around here who's just going right and left on rumors."

"I see. Ma, fine. Do as you please."

I guess you didn't think it made any particular sense to say any more. That's all Ray tells us and goes inside the aristocratic city.

The adventurers also drop off without saying anything in particular to Ray like that.

It's been about a minute since Ray became invisible that way, and eventually the first man to talk to Ray opens his mouth.

"Even so, I can't believe you're calling Ray... you wouldn't seriously make a commotion, would you?

"Exactly. You don't have that. I didn't know there was anyone in Gilm right now hostile to that Ray... there's no one there, is there?

I guess the archer woman was talking and got anxious. Turn your gaze to your colleagues.

In contrast, a giant man nods back.

"If there's a guy in the Guild who doesn't know how horrible Ray is, it would be just like he's been lately. But the house I recently came to Gilm... ah..."

"There you are.... I have a strange feeling about this."

What came to mind in the brain of the archer woman was the aristocrat who came to Gilm a few weeks ago.

A nobleman who has been recently approached about civil unrest in the Bestian Empire, rumored to have been sent in as a restraint against neutrals and nobles.

As an adventurer, I don't normally have much interest in the area, but I also needed to know what was going on around it more than I was being asked to guard the aristocratic neighborhood.

"You wouldn't seriously let the aristocracy turn to ash, would you?

A giant man squeals in an anxiety-shaking voice not commensurate with the size of his body.

A nobleman who would deserve to be called a little villain.

He was a typical aristocrat in a bad way and a man who looked down on himself.

It was obvious that the aim was to cause problems here and inflict some punishment on the neutrals on account of it, beyond being the person sent as a restraint.

What happens if such a person encounters Ray?

Behind the brains of the adventurers on this occasion, I seriously think of the sight of this aristocratic city in ashes.

"... what do we do?

"I don't care what you say. We're not the only ones who can do anything about it... and you can only report it to your employer."

"Okay, then I'll be there soon. You guys need to stay here."

That's what the first guy who was talking to Ray tells him, and he quickly runs off the spot.

Hope you don't behave in a detour.

"You haven't changed."

Around that time, Ray had arrived in front of the Baron Sisne's house without anything in particular, in the back of the adventurers' worries.

Just like last year, there is no such thing as a gatekeeper in front of the mansion.

"You're still careless."

"Grrrrrrrr......"

When Seto, who rattles his throat to agree with Ray's words, turns his gaze inside the mansion, the door just opens and a single maid emerges from it.

Ray, who looked familiar to that maid, gently raises his hand and calls out.

"It was definitely an assier, wasn't it?

The maid known as Asier also gives a gentle compliment when she sees Ray.

"It's been a while, Mr. Ray. Please come inside. I'll call your husband and son soon."

It must have already been heard that Ray is coming today. Even when I look at Ray, he tells me so without any particular surprise.

"Oh. Can I let Seto play in the garden?

"I don't mind that... it's this weather, right? Isn't it cold?

He was an assier who told Ceto with a worrying gaze, but Ceto at heart turned his circular eyes towards the assier, what's wrong? and tilt his little neck.

All I'm saying is it's adorable. The idyllic appearance would have been knocked down instantly if there had been Mileyne or Johanna here.

Of course Asier doesn't hate cute things either, but not until she throws out her job.

"Don't worry about it. Seto doesn't suffer from this cold at all, but he doesn't hate playing with the snow."

"Really?

Asier looking to Ceto to confirm Ray's words, but Ceto is just throbbing in a good mood.

I was still a little unconvinced, but I guess I still decided there was no lie in Ray's words as far as Seto's gaze directed at me. Keep Seto in the garden, then invite Ray into the mansion.

Ray was guided through the mansion in the reception room.

"Please wait while I notify my husband and Boy of Ray's arrival"

That's what I said and put on the table were herbal tea and dried fruit, aka dried fruit.

"Oh, okay. Let me slow you down."

"Now, if you'll excuse me"

Head down and drop off the assier leaving the room, Ray looks around the room.

There is never an expensive kind of furniture, but the room is cleaned beautifully.

(Seems like you still can't afford the money... but you're gonna give it a wonder)

It was clearly a space to rest slowly compared to places such as the office of the Lords' Hall and the office of the Alliance Master.

A painting is placed with what appears to be a handmade smell bag, not painted by a famous painter, but supposedly painted the garden of this house that suits the room with wonder.

Ray carries herbal tea to his mouth as he looks at the paintings he thinks painted the spring garden.

(This herbal tea also... You did say you were making it yourself when you heard it before. For amateur handmade, it's delicious. When that happens, I guess naturally this dried fruit is homemade too.... thats awesome)

Speaking of dried fruit, the one Ray was most familiar with was the dried persimmon.

When I lived in Japan, there was a persimmon tree in the garden.

Although sweet persimmons are usually eaten in the Kanto region, even if sweet persimmons are planted in the Tohoku region, they will basically be dried and dried, or eaten without tannins using shochu.

Anyway, for that reason, it was a perception of dried fruit for Ray, but dried persimmons are black.

If anyone who knows nothing sees it, it's not very much but it doesn't seem like food.

However, the dried fruit now prepared as a tea contract before Ray does shrink due to being dried, but the colour remains vibrant.

(Is that originally the kind of breed, or would you prefer the arm of the assier who made this?... don't feel like the latter. for the price)

A fruit with a bright appearance even if it dried seemed like an expensive variety because of Ray's perception.

Given that, it seems to Ray that he probably maintains such vibrant colors due to the technique of Assier.

When you put the dried fruit in your mouth, it's intense sweetness that spreads.

Place your mouth on herbal tea where sweetness has spread in your mouth.

Then, strangely, the mouth was washed clean and refreshed, leaving only a slight acidity as the aftertaste.

Enjoying such simple sweetness, the reception room door is inadvertently knocked and one child shows up.

At his age and around the age of ten, that child opens his mouth with pleasure when he finds Ray drinking herbal tea in the reception room.

"Mr. Ray, it's been a while!

"Long time no see, Basrello.... Heh."

Ray, who exchanged words briefly, nodded as he was impressed when he saw Basrello.

The body itself is not that different than it was a year ago.

No, he's taller, but he's got extreme muscle, that kind of thing.

Now, compared to a year ago, when it came to moving the body, it was close to amateurs, undoubtedly sophisticated.

It was enough to see that I had worked out well over the past year.

Of course, the answer is no when it comes to level enough to fight monsters instantly.

"Looks like you haven't been playing this past year."

"Yes. I have trained indispensably every day. No one stood as good as Ray, but sometimes the adventurers trained him."

Basrello, who answers Ray's words, is very courteous, even a year ago.

That was more than I thought I was a very child from Ray's point of view.

(Aristocratic child, huh? Nobles are a lot of things, aren't they? Elaine and Dusker are nobles.)

I really didn't have a good impression on the nobility, Ray, but it's true that there are nobles who can still be respected.

"So this time you asked me to work out again?

"Oh, no. Around..."

When Basrello hung up on Ray's words, he could speak just in time.

Turning his gaze toward you, there was Muet, who is also the head of the Baron Sisne family, and the maid Asier.

Muet looked somewhere weak, as usual, from Ray's point of view, but still feels like the core is going through, probably because the light in his eyes is different.

"Long time no see, Muet"

Rise and bow your head, Ray.

If anyone who knows what Ray normally looks like sees this sight, he will surely be surprised.

Because Ray, who also has an arrogant attitude toward nobles with higher titles, keeps his words intact but bows his head.

This area would still be due to last year's first impressions.

I recognize myself as a respectable person, but therefore, there was no mistake in this attitude.

"Long time no see, Mr. Ray. It's been a year, but you look fine and above all. Your activities are in my ears. [M] I guess I should say that it was just you who got an alias, Ray. I want you to sit down."

Encouraged to do so, Ray lowers his back to the couch.

When Muet and Basrello also sit across from Ray, Muet opens his mouth just as quickly.

"Actually, I got you here today because Basrello said he wanted to see you, but he wanted you to see how much that arm had improved. Unfortunately, I'm a tease on your side."

"... I see"

Ray had a convincing look when he turned his gaze toward Basrello and saw Basrello with a gaze of anticipation in his eyes.