Legend

The sun exists in the sky and makes intense self-assertions.

Until yesterday, it was snowing, but the weather suddenly told me it was an illusion.

But the temperature is never warm, and the snow rarely melts when the sun falls.

On the contrary, sunlight reflects on the snow to dazzle the eyes of those who walk on the ground.

If it's normal, the weather is like only like kids and go outside.

In such weather...... a large crowd was gathered near the Lords' Hall in Gilm.

There are stalls everywhere, and many warm dishes are sold to outrun the cold.

It was usually a hall of lords rarely close if civilian, but today it's a different story.

Because today is a festival.

A festival as if to sweep away some lonely atmosphere, characteristic of winter.

It was more than adequate in terms of security, of course, than it was a festival just outside the Lords' Hall.

People like knights and guards walk around the neighborhood, watching strictly to see if anyone is about to enter the Lords' Hall, if anyone is about to cause any disturbance, if anyone is drunk and rampaged by the festive atmosphere, if anyone is drunk and rampaged enough to be unconscious back and forth.

Whoever has guilt in his heart grows up, and whoever has no guilt enjoys the festival purely.

"It's a Gamellion skewer, today is a special big deal! Ask for five and one is free!

"How about Udon, Stewed Udon with Gamellion Meat"

"It's a simmering of gamelions. The best gamelion meat to eat is a specially labored substitute just for today. If you don't eat today, you'll regret it!

"It's a soup made with plenty of gamelion meat, you can be sure your body will warm up in this cold weather!

"Do you want a sandwich made with Gamelion meat? A sandwich just for this time of year, with gamellion meat pinched in freshly baked bread!

In that way, there are also many stalls selling gamelion food.

Because of the dungeon, it's slower than usual for Gamelion meat to spread, so many people want to make money here today, where many gather.

Of course there are numerous stalls selling other dishes as well as gamelion dishes.

In the meantime, the fact that there are quite a few shops selling other than food, even though it is a festival, would also be significant because this festival was decided quickly a few days ago.

Also, even if you sell things in the snow - it's not as good as the stalls that serve warm food - there was a reason that the sales didn't grow.

It is nevertheless those who have obtained information about this festival as soon as possible that there are several people spreading rugs over the snow while burning and selling things such as accessories, clothes and accessories.

In the meantime, straight down the streets of the stalls and stores, there was a square where the Knights of the Larks Borderline Uncle Territorial trained, and it was also there that the biggest ceremony of this festival would take place.

"The reason for this duel begins with Count Eriel's next lord's keeper eyeing the maid of the Baron Sisne family. The power of the Earl of Eriel family, belonging to the Kings, was great, and it seemed to me that in the Baron Sisne family we would have to obey heavily the demands from our opponents above in all respects. But...... Shit! Lord Muet, the head of the Baron Sisne family, resolutely turned it down!

At the entrance to the square that sets the stage for the duel, a man talks about what this is all about.

It was those who participated in the festival who heard it, and many who did not know why such a duel was to take place, most of them with interest.

"Naturally, Master Keepsake is not amused that he was defied by the understated Master Muet. Apply for a duel there. Of course, a duel in this case would involve one's replacement rather than the person doing it. At this point Master Keepsake would have been sure of his victory. That's right. Because the Count Eriel family is quite wealthy financially. You can fill it with money and hire high-ranking adventurers and mercenaries."

Those who were listening to the man express their dissatisfaction with those nearby with a disgruntled look on their face and with the keepsake.

"BUT!... BUT! Master Keepsake didn't even think about it at this time. I didn't know anyone near Muet or the maid was an awesome adventurer! The person had previously received a request to train the son of the Baron Sisne family, and had not shown his face in a long time to see the results. There was no way such an adventurer could remain silent about the crisis of someone connected to him. The man is Ray the Rank B Adventurer. A man with a deep red alias!

The moment Ray's name comes out, the audience's excitement culminates.

The storyteller man who sees it laughs at things like doing them.

"Now, Master Keep, who has turned such an opponent against his enemies. You got an adventurer ready to fight Ray!? Come on, I bet. I bet. The Great Hole is Ray's loss, the victory of the keep-side delegates. Five hundred times more!

That multiplier out of a man's mouth makes him think he's not worth the bet.

But... Still, some of you who were listening participate in the bet believing in the possibility of a one-shot reversal.

The others will bet on the basis of how long they can hold up their opponents fighting Ray.

Still fighting Ray, he said the names and qualities of the representatives of the Earl of Eriel family had not been revealed, yet he was still telling the story of Ray's breadth of awareness in the Guild around the conclusion of the bet.

"Hey, Johanna. You're not taking part in the bet?

"Um, even when you say wager, it's already a matter of decision for Mr. Ray to win, isn't it? When that happens, it depends on Ray's mood already, doesn't it? You think that's how you can draw some strength from your opponent for a few seconds?"

Luckily, Lent, who succeeded in inviting Johanna during the break of the escort, speaks of Gamelion's skewering in his hand, but Johanna's words returned to it were something he didn't care about anywhere.

I guess I'm sorry I didn't enjoy the festival, but I couldn't meet Seto.

He was Johanna, who also served as an escort to the Baron Sisne family as a former partisan, but now he was taking a break for Seto.

Even though he went to the wheat pavilion at dusk, Seto had already gone to a duel with Ray, and he was invited by Lent on his way home, and thus came to the festival.

"Ma, I know where the battle is... and the biggest problem is around tonight after the duel. Betting half your fortune is more than a silly imitation, and the last resort is to lose someone to receive it."

"Come on, don't be scared."

"'Cause you've been sending chimps to Baron Cisne's house for days? I wish you could send in a stronger opponent anyway. Do you think they can do something about us?"

Johanna grumbled dissatisfied, but there were circumstances where Keepsake and Fultos could also discover their actions if they sent someone connected to them.

It is obvious, of course, to the Baron Cisne family, who has so far sent a peaceful routine, who is pulling the thread behind them because there will be successive raids as soon as a duel has been decided.

But I can't impeach it any more than I have no proof.

With all due respect, Keepsake and Furtos had pinched several people between them, sending a bunch of chimps that wouldn't even connect to them if they were caught.

Of course I don't think I can kill the Muets with that, and if I could, I'd be lucky enough to recognize it.

The real purpose is to threaten, drain them more spiritually and resign them to duel in the days they continue to be raided.

This was the best way I could take a keep or a full toss than I had any chance of beating Ray.

... except those in the Baron Cisne family like Muet, Assier and Basrello know how strong Ray is. And I believe it from the bottom of my heart.

Sometimes the deadline for a duel is not that long, so I could bear it.

"It's a silly imitation over there. At least if you fought with dignity, Mr. Ray would have done some modesty."

"No, you couldn't have chosen the means to lose half your fortune."

For Lent, who's asking about the situation around here from Ray, that's all he has to say.

In fact, if I were in a position to keep, I'd have to do something about Muet, more than it's impossible to get my hands on Ray first.

The best option would be to apologize to the other person and ask them to decide that they didn't have a duel.

However, since the position of the next head of the Count Eriel family, the pride of the Keepsake himself and, above all, the festival, were widely spread, it was impossible for Muet to apologize and decide that there was no duel.

"That's a clown..."

Lent groans pitifully at the keepsake as he looks up at the sky where the sun is asserting itself violently.

But the face of the scorching wind towards Lent and Johanna… Lent, who doesn't realize that Miraine is approaching more precisely, was also close to some sort of dogma.

Ray was having lunch in a place reserved for him as an understatement when Lent was terrified by the blizzard that Johanna and Mileyne wind up in the sun.

As a duel participant, I couldn't walk around the festival in a detour, and I had no choice but to buy one of the knights prepared as an escort, depending on how well he handled the street food.

The knight also questioned for a moment, even though he was used like a small-timer despite being sent as an escort, but if Ray was asked if he needed an escort against him, he would have to answer no as a participant in the Spring War.

Also, because the knight was interested in cooking at the stalls that were out at the festival, he repeatedly said that he would buy allowances and gradually bring the dishes to places with faces such as Ray, Seto, Muetto, Basrello, and Assier as a modest room, and go buy them again.

"That, Mr. Ray. Can I eat a full stomach even though we're going to be dueling?

Basrello looks anxious when he eats a soup full of gamellions and vegetables and visits Ray, who is on the verge of skewering.

For Basrello, it's Setouchi, who may no longer have an assistant to admire with his own sister.

I believe in the strength of Ray, but I still think about it in case.

"Grrrrrrrr"

Seto rattles his throat every time he tells Basrello not to worry.

… except that the couch had a stewed sauce of gamelion that I had eaten until earlier.

"We're going to fight, and you need a tummy, right? It would be a problem to eat too much to be able to move, but this is not a problem at all."

While chewing on Gamellion's meat and enjoying the flavor and texture that spreads throughout her mouth, Ray hands the skewer to Basrello, who has not yet spoken.

"Look, you need training to be strong, but you also need to eat properly. We still haven't figured out who we're dealing with for today's duel, but we don't have to worry about losing. The battle itself is probably going to end so easily."

"Is that true? No, I know Mr. Ray's strong, but I don't know who he's got ready for you."

"Right, when a really strong opponent comes out, I'll need to use my wife's hand too... well, whether we're going that far or not"

Backhand, that naturally was about the Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor, but naturally Basrello, who doesn't know it, shines his eyes on the word Backhand.

"Oh, is that a Special Attack guy!?

"Special Attack...? I wonder. I don't think it feels like a special attack."

A Special Attack for Ray is an attack that should slaughter an opponent with a single blow.

I have a strong impression that a blow is special in the literal sense.

Of course, if you attack with the Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor, you can defeat it in one blow if you are a normal opponent.

But basically, the Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor wears magic that is compressed enough to visualize his body... you can call it a support system skill.

Regardless of the perception of others, Ray's perception was that the Fire Whirlwind was a stronger Special Attack than the Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor.

Especially if you put a piece of metal in a fire whirlwind, its power jumps to the extreme.

(Most of all, it's hard to use in places like this just because it's poorly aggressive)

It's a fire whirlwind that has a range of effects that can only wreak havoc on an army or a single position itself.

If you use that in a place like this, if you do poorly, the guild itself could disappear.

"Really..."

To Ray's words, Basrello leans unfortunately.

No matter how grown up you are, you will still have only children and shine your eyes on the word special attack.

Ray lays his hands gently on such a basrello's head and opens his mouth.

"You won't be able to show me your special moves, but watching me fight is also training"

"Yes!"

To call it a master and disciple, the master was a less accustomed exchange, but Muet and Asier, who watched it, have a smiling look somewhere.

I never thought that if I lost in a duel... that appearance represented total trust in Ray.

In the meantime, a knock sounds in the room.

When Muet answered, it was the knight of the escort who came into the room.

"Ray, it's duel time."

Ray nodded at the words, and when he put all the last remaining gamellion skewers in his mouth, he took everyone out of the room.

... to make it to the duel.