Legend

Time when the sun rose and it was already close to noon.

It was a much slower time than usual to wake up, but after that much time, Ray finally wakes up.

I get out of bed and look around, and when I understand that what I wake up in is the room in the usual wheat pavilion at dusk, I make a big stretch.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Still couldn't get drowsy, he gave himself up to the flux of a blurry and relaxed time.

That's about five minutes. With my head finally working, I think about my plans for today while doing my homework.

(Eh, do I need to show my face to Baron Cisne's house for once? You won't have to worry, though, because I've left the escorts to the Frons. No, I captured Keepsake and his men in the first place, so I don't think I need to worry about the raid anymore)

When you check your closeness and end up wearing the dragon robe you took out of Mystering, you walk straight out of the room and head to the dining room.

Rubbing differently from some customers along the way, but for some reason many are somewhere noisy.

As he enters the dining room feeling the floating atmosphere flowing through the inn, the gaze of the guests who were in the dining room at that moment turns to Ray.

I guess it's because the noon is near. The sight of guests trying to have a little early lunch or the sight of those who are killing their time in the dining room because it's winter.

"Hey, it's Ray. You know what happened yesterday?

"Oh. The guy who duelled at the festival attacked Baron Cisne's house, right?

"Not exactly. He was a nobleman who hired a guy named Zeros who Ray fought in a duel. He didn't want to pay half the money he was betting on, so he took all the people he hired to kill the Baron Cisne family."

"Oh, I heard. I heard. So, Ray, who was reading that, ambushed you with your buddies, and you made it all over the grid, right?

"Seems so. You're talking about a nobleman who had his hands and legs amputated?

"Even so, I wonder what red appeared around my body during the duel. I just saw it and my body stopped moving."

"Yeah, and there was a Rank B Adventurer near me, but he couldn't move either. Scratch sweat all over your face."

"... the same Rank B? I knew Ray was out of standard in a lot of ways."

"Well, then you do. In the first place, even the duel opponent was rank B."

From what I hear, it soon became clear that he was talking about a duel or last night's raid.

Ray arrives at the table without looking particularly concerned and orders a meal for Lana, saying that it is usual for him to become a rumor.

(The keepsake isn't two hands and two legs, it's just two hands. Still a quick tail on rumors. Where's that information coming from? Guards or the adventurers that Fron and the others brought in? Well, either way)

In his leisure time until the dish came out, Ray heard rumors as he drank a glass of water, but at the next moment the movement of the glass, which had been carried to his mouth, stopped perfectly.

"The matter of the carriage loaded with treasure, too, is an associate of that nobility?

"Oh, they do. There was a body left. He was trampled by a carriage, and he was in pretty bad shape."

Leaning his neck at the words, Ray turns his gaze to those who have heard the story now.

Not so far from Ray's table.

It's a conversation between the two men who seem to be adventurers there.

On a familiar face, Ray stands up.

Someone who, in rank C, had also been on the subject with Kenny and Lenora as having the virtue of merely having the procedure of boarding a wheat pavilion at dusk, even though he was not a high-ranking adventurer.

Men in their early twenties, one human and the other mouse beast.

Ray, approaching the seating table of such men, opens his mouth to the two men looking towards him.

"I'm sorry, but could you let me hear a little more of what we were just talking about?

"Huh? Ah, oh. I don't mind that... you know?

"Oh, yeah."

Obviously they were two older people than Ray, but still their attitude toward Ray is toward those on the lookout.

The rank itself was the same, but above all because it was clear that even that rank B adventurer had the strength to just not reach the bottom.

In addition, Ray ascended to that position less than two years after coming to the Guild and registering as an adventurer.

Only such opponents have a few that are close to a kind of yearning for the men.

... Most of all, because Ray's personality is such that there are quite a few people who dislike him.

Fortunately, these two are favored against Ray, and I was surprised when they talked to me, but they prompt me to sit right down on Ray.

And what Ray was told by the two of them was that Furtos was found dead trampled by a rolling carriage late last night.

Furthermore, based on the traces of blood left on your table, it was probably Furtos himself who was moving the carriage on your table, and the carriage was even loaded with gold objects, gold coins, white gold coins, etc.

"... I mean, what. Was that Furtos guy ordered by the keepers to carry the treasure?

"No, I don't think so. If I did, I'd hire a professional, not a guy named Furtos. Given the physique of a man named Furtos, it didn't seem like he liked you, though, did it?

A full-thos figure passes behind Ray's brain in that word.

Twice or triple what I am...... I look fat enough to seem to weigh more than that if I do poorly.

(Don't you think it's normal to do what you want from yourself in that stature?)

Ray, who nodded as he was convinced, eventually came up with something that was unintentionally frowning.

"I mean, did you run away with the Lord you were serving?

"That's a common view.... So there was talk that he died because you turned your hand around, and apparently not."

To the man's words, naturally Ray nods back.

Ray couldn't have predicted abandoning the Lord he was serving and pawning him.

It might have been different if I had known the character of a person named Fultos, but Ray met Fultos when he was involved at the Baron Sisne's house and when he went to the Lords' Hall about the duel, and during the duel.

If Ray himself were asked if he had had a conversation with Furtos in them, he would be hardly remembered.

For better or worse, the character of the keepsake is strongly impressive.

"... then who did it?

Ray opens his mouth with a sarcastic grin on the other man's words.

"You're the one who couldn't keep our own shame intact."

"Huh? That's..."

Ray takes a seat before the man who understands who the word indicates opens his mouth to something.

"A lot of information helped. Tell me if anything happens. I'll give you a hand with this thank you."

It was to go back to the original table, speaking out to the two adventurers who were surprised that Ray's words were alluding to the involvement of the Kings.

"Ah, Mr. Ray. Welcome. Good luck yesterday."

Ray, who finished his meal in the dining room, came to Baron Sisne's house.

Asier welcomes such a ray with joy.

Naturally. If it weren't for Ray, I would probably have been made an aristocratic comforter.

I can't say enough thanks to Ray for saving it and protecting my life with Muet and Basrello.

"Never mind. Better yet, nothing in particular since then?

"Yes, the escorts stayed just in case, but there was no particular fuss."

"Well, that's good.... So, is Muet here? I need to talk to you about this."

"Okay, I'll call you right away. Please come inside."

Ray, guided by Asier, enters the reception room where he has used it before.

Immediately prepared herbal tea and dried fruit.

I guess it was because I remembered Ray was happy last time that he put out the same thing.

Bring the sweet and sour dried fruit to your mouth, rinse off its sweetness with herbal tea, and take plenty of meals at the wheat pavilion at dusk, showing off the full eats and drinks that you don't think you've come to while buying and eating in the stalls with Seto even before entering the aristocratic district.

No, I guess it's a consciousness for Ning Lo Ray to rest his stomach.

And when I'm done drinking herbal tea, Muet shows up as if I was trying to timing her.

I suppose you understand that the story is about this one. Muet was the only one who showed up in the reception room.

"Thank you for waiting. So, for today's business... you mean the duel, right?

"Oh. I don't know if you know, but that keepsake was with him. You had a fat guy, right? I hear he's dead."

"Yes, the guards are asking around. Apparently he was shot with an arrow and killed."

"... yeah? No, I heard about the carriage."

Muet shook her neck sideways to Ray, who asks remembering the information she heard at the wheat pavilion at dusk.

"No, the direct cause of death seemed to be an arrow pierced in the chest. The shock caused him to fall to the ground and get hit by a carriage..."

"I see. So the killer knew?

"Yes, there is no proof, but that it would probably be solemnity at the hands of the Kings. Either that solemnity was because he stole the property of the Earl of Eriel family and tried to escape, or it was the entanglement of Lord Kept, who exposed his disgrace as a king... he doesn't know either."

To the words out of Muet's mouth, Ray anticipated that it was probably the latter.

There is no clear reason, but perhaps so.

"Ma, now there's no one over there who's going to mess with something, and you mean this house is safe. Oh, Regarding the Guard's Reward,"

"Yes, of course. Without Mr. Fron and the others, I, Basrello and Asier would probably be dead. I'm not going to rely on the reward for the benefactor of life. … and that's the reward for Ray…"

It clouds the words so hard to say.

Naturally. The one who worked most on this case is definitely Ray.

For that matter, it was only natural that the rewards would be higher.

In addition, Ray is a high-ranking adventurer named Rank B Adventurer and has an alias.

"Uh, right. You don't have to do this right now, but just take it from Count Eriel's house."

"... then I apologize, just take this for now"

That's what Muet told Ray, handing him the bag.

In the bag, there are three gold coins.

It was a very, but not enough amount to hire Ray, but still this was the maximum amount I could get out at Baron Cisne's right now.

I guess I figured that out. Ray says nothing in particular, and when he nods small, he stores the bag inside the mistering.

"Problems have been cleared up, and you can take your time this winter"

"Yes, that's right.... Honestly, I never thought I'd be this busy. Even after the duel, I was supposed to write a bunch of paperwork. Like a contract with Master Dusker."

"Oh, don't go to Count Eriel's territory to get his fortune."

"Yep. Master Dusker said there was no particular problem with this report about the duel, as the birds for the preaching called by the subpoena have already informed the King's Capital and the Earl of Eriel's house..."

Muet clouding his verbal butt doesn't look very happy.

Definitely because I expect something to happen.

But I'm still breathing a slight relief, I guess, because from now on I can go back to my usual routine.

For some time now, Muet, who doesn't like to stand out, has stood out a lot.

When those days are over and the days are as usual.

(Most importantly, since this is all the fuss, the name of the Baron Sisne family would definitely have burned intensely in the hearts of the inhabitants of Gilm)

That's not like Muet doesn't understand either.

The name was also definitely known to the Kings to whom the Earl of Eriel family belonged.

I guess from today on we can have a non-noisy day, but it was nevertheless true that it was not entirely what it had been.

and Ray's gaze is inadvertently directed towards the door.

At the same time the door is opened and Basrello shows up.

"Mr. Ray, I came up with a special attack! Could you take a look!

Whether Ray's flaming emperor's red armor struck him hard in the duel, Basrello's eyes are filled with hope that he will create a Special Attack as well.

(Ma, it must have been nice to still have been able to protect this smile)

Seeing Asier holding back behind Basrello, Ray stood up from the couch sitting with a grin on his face.

"Right, Special Attack? Make sure you show me that. In the courtyard, okay?

"Yes!"

Ray left the room with a happy grin on his face.