Legend

The moment I saw him, most of the men were breathtaking.

We also remember threats to other adventurers who appeared to keep us from escaping, but now there were more threats in front of us than there were.

At first glance it was only Ray who seemed like an adventurer and a formative child, but now that impression has completely changed.

He takes the blow of a stick waved by a big man with one hand and rolls the man down the ground for a few meters even though it only seemed like a light kick.

A sickle who showed such out-of-consciousness physical ability and, above all, appeared out of nowhere.

By the time I saw the sickle, most people understood the identity of the person in front of them.

And above all...

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

It was Griffon who showed up from behind Ray.

He sounds his throat unpleasantly and looks toward the men.

Usually it's the right eye to describe it as a circular eye, but the gaze you're looking at the men now is sharp, and you can say it's the eye that sees the prey.

There is only one person in the Guild, as far as the men know, who uses the Great Sickle.

One of them, in the guilds...... no, probably the only person in this world who is subjugating Griffon.

There's no way the men who live in the world behind the guilds don't know who they are.

A person who, if hostile, has no mercy and wields its power thoroughly.

One of the men mouths the name of the person who took the Death Size on his shoulder and could follow Seto beside him.

"Deep Red's... Ray"

Takeshi. The moment the words are uttered, the men shrug.

When Ray was in front of me, I knew that already from the current situation.

But still, when they put it in their mouth again, they understood that they were the ones standing in front of them.

Some of us understand that, look around quickly.

This raid had already failed because the presence of Ray showed up. As soon as possible than it is... that's why I decided I should leave this place before I get hurt.

However, Ray's companions, who exist to surround the men who began the Keepsake, tow the weapon in their hands in such a way that they can see it.

"Well... for a long time. Well, you did what I expected. I know it was quick to do this in order to decide that there was no result of the duel... but it's too short-circuited. You're done with the raid."

This is Ray waving Death Size at the sight.

The sound of slashing and tearing apart the air on a winter night reminded those who heard it of their end.

"What do we do? If you keep getting caught like this, it's easy to save yourself the trouble even over here."

Ray tells while he thinks he'll never obey.

It was meant for the men and at the same time for the keepsake.

There's Ray and Seto, there's Fron and Brasso, and they even have former guerrilla faces like Sergio, Johanna and Dietz.

No matter what you think, you can't escape here safely.

There's also the option of fighting here more than there's no escape, but that would be nothing but suicide, given all the fighting power we have here.

More than that, if you surrender adultly, you won't have to get hurt...... and it is true that that is the best choice to make in reason.

But for the men to surrender without a fight would hurt their pride.... even if that is pride in the wrong way.

Keeping is easier and can never imitate surrendering to just an adventurer look.

It's a matter of pride, but above all, it's about preservation.

The duel waged today has caused the status of the keeper as a nobleman to fall to the ground, to be painted on mud and, on the contrary, even on faecal urine.

If you were caught trying to assault Baron Cisne's house here, even though there would certainly be some punishment from his parents' house as it is now, it would not be to the extent of obsolescence.

Ningro, it was the expectation of the keep that it would be obsolete with the lightest punishment.

The knights are also more subordinate to the KEEP than the KEEP... No, in the sense that they failed to prevent this incident, it could be a harsher punishment.

In other words, those on this occasion will never be able to imitate that Ray's words are obeyed.

"... can... na"

As I quiet back to Ray's words, such voices inadvertently echo around me.

That voice was uttered by Keepsake.

Ray heads to such a keepsake and opens his mouth so that he can wield his death size at any time.

"What's going on? Can you put it more firmly into words?

"I told you not to be ridiculous! In the first place, you must be the cause of all this! If you hadn't gotten in my way then, I wouldn't have been like this! Not even you... not even you!

You've been excited as you talk, Keep waves the spear in his hand over and over again.

"What? There are guys like you, dammit, you guys! If we don't do something about these guys here, it's not just me, you guys are gonna end badly! Get ready! Kill these guys right here!

Each of the knights erects a long sword at the cry of even Keepsake's resentment.

Other men laid their weapons on each of them so that they could be put on board the words of the Keep.

Looking around at such a bunch, Ray exhales.

"Hey, Ray! These guys chose to fight us, so that's enough! Let them fight!

The frustrating and dewy screaming at Ray is Fron, who has the look of wanting to smash his opponent over quickly.

Originally Fron seems like a man with words, but he takes good care of himself.

That would be obvious if you saw Ray burn a lot of care the first time you met him who wasn't that good with people.

But now Fron exposes his frustration as if he had forgotten the goodness of such a person.

Naturally. He wields his position and power to get one woman, and when it fails, he brings her to the duel, and raids the Baron Cisne family again and again because he finds out who Ray is, and when he ends up unwell and loses the duel, he leads a lot of them in that day.

It was also natural for Fron to hate fur.

"Ha.... Ray, what Fron says isn't abusive, but I don't think both of these people will get caught up here. If you waste time here, that's not necessarily why they're not setting up anything else. You'd better capture this place in one piece, right?

Ray snorts in a small sigh at Brasso holding the ground shaking hammer in his hand.

To be honest, it would have been best if you'd been caught by a lot of people because it's also a hassle to fight the keepers who don't have strong opponents either...

"I can't help it. We're all on the move. Capture him, but don't kill the Keepsake and the Knight. Other than that, I don't mind killing the worst. Just those who tried to raid noble mansions. If you capture them, they will definitely fall into slavery, so you will get more rewards."

Words out of Ray's mouth signal and the battle begins.

The first thing that moved was Flon, naturally.

He holds a long sword in his hand and slashes it toward the man who was nearest him.

What the man had in his hand was a spear, but the spear he offered to prevent Fron from striking was lightly cut off the pattern and at the same time the man's body was slashed and torn.

It was a fatal wound at first sight, but Fron doesn't mind such a man going to his next opponent.

For Fron, the feeling was stronger that the men in front of him didn't care more than getting the money they sold off as slaves.

Fighting has also begun elsewhere.

Fron was the only one who thought he could kill his opponent, but I guess among the former guerrillas, the woman still has a lot to think about this one. I can't even kill him, but he beats me relentlessly.

You have enough skill to stun them with a single blow, but you're going to inflict pain so you don't intentionally stun them.

For the men, it would be as if they were in hell to be physically hurt more than once and still be unable to pass out.

The men are more overwhelming in numbers, with nearly triple the difference in numbers.

Nonetheless, it was the men who were unilaterally harmed.

With a glimpse of that, Ray opens his mouth toward the keepsake in front of him with the Death Size in his hand.

"... Well, it looks like we've started over there, and suppose it's time to start over here"

When Ray takes a step forward, the virtue of his prestige until earlier falls a few steps back like a lie.

Following such a keepsake, the knights also stepped back.

Ray takes a step again and the keepers step back...... repeated that a few times, Ray opens his mouth like a shudder.

"Hey, how long are you going to run around? Assuming he's noble, isn't he? Show me your pride in being a nobleman for the last time. Besides, you're not gonna get away with this any more, are you?

Hearing words coming out of Ray's mouth, the keepsake turns back reflectively.

The knights also look behind them so that they are caught in the keepsake motion.

That's a deadly gap in front of the existence of Ray.

But still, Ray doesn't even show how he attacks. He just lets the keepers look behind him and realize that there's a face-to-face battle going on with the guys he's brought in, Fron, Brasso, and the ex-parats, and they can't back down any further.

"You know you can't run anymore, right? So, it's time, okay? I don't really like wasting my time either.... Seto, you ask for three knights over there"

"Gru!"

Seto, who was moving forward to keep pace with Ray taking a step forward, turns his gaze toward the knights as he throats at Ray's words.

Naturally the first knights to fight a Rank A monster can fall back on the intimidation emanating from Seto... still put up a long sword to protect their keepsake and face Seto.

(Heh)

Ray looks surprised at the unexpected development, wondering exactly whether the knights would leave their keepsakes and escape.

"Good luck with that. Let me do it this way."

Ray approaching Death Size in hand.

I guess I'm going to tow that. The keepsake waves the spear he had.

... except that it's not the movement of those who have trained spears very much, it's just swinging properly without any reason.

If you were an opponent who didn't know the fight, it could have been difficult to get close. But the act of dealing with Ray doesn't make any sense... on the contrary, it just created a huge gap.

Swing Death Size, Hit Spear.

At that moment a spear is bounced from the hand of the keepsake with a high metal sound, flying straight up.

"Ahhh, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

Keep on the spot and cry for the shock pain of a spear hitting Death Size.

Seeing as that was happening, I reached out to those who were not holding the Death Size...... at the next moment, a spear bounced directly above me was held in its hand.

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

When Ray turned his gaze toward Seto's squeal, there were three knights there who lost consciousness in attacks by water polo and wind arrows.

You understood the words Ray uttered before the battle, that you should not kill him as much as possible, the knights seem to be injured but not fatally.

Many of the men who have been led by the Keepsake have lost consciousness one after another, or have lost their lives and fallen to the ground, with differences in strength coming true.

"Look, I'm done with you guys. Be caught, and the men you brought with you will almost be destroyed."

To the words out of Ray's mouth, Keepsake, who was holding his arm and crying, turns his gaze behind him as he panicked.

What was spreading there was the sight of Ray as he put it.

All the knights of my own escort had already lost their minds, and even though the men had that many, most of them had already fallen to the ground.

"Look, your plan failed. He said he'd be caught over here."

"... Shut up! What resentment do you have to imitate something like this? Against me, the nobleman! Damn it!

Dye your fear of Ray with the hatred you have in you, and run a dagger out of your nostrils into your hands.

The sheath of the dagger is thrown away and its blade protrudes towards the face of Ray...... where it is not covered by a dragon robe.

I wasn't at all aware of the keepsake itself, but this was actually also the best option that the current keepsake could take.

Dragon robes made from dragon leather and scales boast a very high level of defense.

That's enough that a half-breed weapon can't even scratch you.

But it's only a place with a dragon robe, and it doesn't cover Ray's body itself like a so-called magic barrier or barrier, or the Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor.

This means that a place without a dragon robe… normally weapons attacks work on your face and belly.

Especially since a blow to the face can be fatal.

Most……

"If it hits me, but..."

Waiting for the keepsake with that one word, waving Death Size.

Two pieces of silver wire, like slashing and tearing the night air.

At the next moment, the tip was cut off from both shoulders of the keepsake, rising to the night sky and falling to the ground, illuminated by the moonlight.