Legend

"Huh, Mm. This arrow is on Lord Ray...?

Erinde takes the arrow placed on the desk and asks the two people in front of him… Ray and Grink.

Two people nodding at the inquiry.

"Yes, Mr. Ray, so I could avoid it, but an arrow released by someone who was not at all aware of it at that speed. If I had been targeted, I would have definitely eaten it."

"And if you eat a blow, that's it...? Given the effect of this poison, just getting a scratch can be fatal."

"You know what that poison is!?

Ray came to this dean's office in search of clues, but I guess I never thought I'd get this information so soon.

Ask the startled gaze toward Erinde.

"Uhm. This poison is called Heavenly Tears, and the main ingredient is basilisk blood. It's a poison that combines magic, poison grass, and monster ingredients with other substitutes. Those who used this poison, as their name suggests, suffered so intensely that heaven wept with sympathy that they suffered for three days and three nights, and so they finally die."

"... that's a delightful poison. I didn't think you'd come after me with that poison."

Neither did Ray think it was that vicious poison. Turn your gaze again to the arrow Erinde has.

"Is it so easy to get a poison as vicious as that when it's Gracial?... it was a much more dangerous place than I thought."

"Is there a reason for that!

I don't want you to misunderstand the city you live in, Ellinde exclaims.

Ray was surprised at how Erinde looked completely different from his usual attitude, but opens his mouth again.

"Then why is it so poisonous?

"You wouldn't be able to think of anything other than that prepared by those who are after Lord Ray, would you? Of course, if you were found to have this kind of hazardous material when entering Graciar, you would immediately hear the circumstances. However, proper knowledge is required to properly discern the substitute for this hand."

"I mean, he said the guards missed it"

Erinde snorts reluctantly at Ray, who has spoken of the result in short measure.

"You will. Other things that could be considered are whether the ingredients were brought in separately and formulated as poison in Graciar, or whether there are any other means… Whatever the reason, it is a matter of sorts that this poison was brought into the school."

"Besides, the owner of this poison arrow is the owner of the speed of his feet that can escape Seto"

"Seto... that was Lord Ray's obedient Griffon, wasn't it?

"Oh. Seto's five senses are sharp compared to normal animals and monsters. Especially the sense of smell."

I can show that sharp sense of smell precisely because of Seto's increased smell of skill, but Ray isn't going to bother exposing his hand tags either.

Besides, it is true that Seto is only a high-ranking monster in normal conditions and has a sharp sense of five senses.

"Someone who can escape the Griffon pursuit...... yeah? Now, get the bow...... no way. It's too obvious for that, and I don't think I'm going to imitate anything like this. In the first place, use poison, etc…"

It was Erinde whining as if she noticed something, but she denies it immediately herself.

Ray turns his gaze, wondering how Erinde looks like that, but he shakes his neck to the side and opens his teasing mouth.

"No, because I have an expert in bowing to someone I know. I have only briefly linked the bow to that person. Never mind."

"... you can really think you're innocent of that idea and all that?

"Oh. That's for sure. In the first place, you're not in Graciar right now."

"That makes me feel subtly suspicious. Well, fine. Next topic...... but don't you have to ask me more than I already know the answer?

"Yeah? What are you talking about?

"No, we always talked about using little birds to look around the cadet school, so I thought maybe you'd seen someone suspicious."

I wanted to ask if maybe you hadn't seen any suspicious people with that, Ray, but I knew you couldn't expect that area in previous exchanges.

I guess Erinde also understood what Ray was trying to say. Returns a snort with a harsh look.

"Right, I was still using the little birds to look around the school today. That's true. If there's a suspicious person there, I'm sure we can find them..."

"Considering that Seto can no longer be chased along the way, maybe there's some species"

Yet, Ray somehow understood who that species was.

Seto actually used it... because it was used more precisely.

That is...

"Metastatic Stone,"

"Metastatic stone? I wonder if that was a magic item that was made by the Alchemists of the Bestian Empire. That whoever used this arrow had it?

"Oh. In the first place, you also use alchemy to create poisons like those heavenly tears, right? Considering the area, I don't think it's so incorrect in code."

"... I mean, there's an alchemist involved in this case," he said? Or the Bestian Empire?

To Erinde's words, Ray twists his neck.

Because I didn't think the Bestian Empire would come to me.

The Third Prince, who currently has a great power in the Bestian Empire, knows exactly what Ray's power is like.

It may be somewhat excessive to say that thanks to the power of Ray we dived through the civil unrest ahead... but it is nevertheless true that the power of Ray has become a great force of war.

I didn't think I'd be more hostile to Ray now than I knew how much that power was.

That is how much power Ray possesses, and that is what the Third Prince sects, who saw and realized that power nearby, would understand better than the people of the Kingdom of Mireana.

Because, for no particular reason, he couldn't have come to Ray.

Not the third prince, his father...... it was not possible that the active emperor had come to his hands, but I don't think he would think of anything like turning Ray against the enemy in the present situation.

(Maybe you've gotten a lot of bad taste for me joining the civil unrest, or something like that? No, I don't think so. Then if someone in Cisco tries to stop me and Vihera from acting together in the spring... or something, I can still think of)

Given that much, isn't that likely enough for a possibility? And Ray thinks too.

But I'll deny it immediately.

Because I don't think you can think of the stupidity of turning your existence against your enemies.

Worst of all, there is also the anticipation that even if Merclio gets lost and makes such a decision, Theorem will stop.

Because if you hostile Ray in the first place, the result is that if you do poorly, you will be shot all you want with the magic of the flames from the air aboard Seto.

If you get caught like that, the Bestian Empire will suffer immense damage.

(That's just not such an imitation... don't you?

If that's the case, it's gonna be a hassle...... next to Ray, Grink, who's been listening to Ray and Erinde, opens his mouth.

"If you mean an alchemist, isn't it just the Bestian Empire? The Bestian Empire has become famous here recently for its alchemy, but it is originally more authentic in the magical city of Ozos. I think it might be coming from you."

"You can't deny that possibility. But a metastatic stone was developed in the Bestian Empire, right? When you use that, it still doesn't change that the Bestian Empire is the biggest suspect, does it?

Ask as Erinde gazes at the arrow placed on the desk, but Grink shakes his neck to the side.

"It may be the Bestian Empire that has developed a magic item called Transfer Stone. But on the contrary, I just developed it. Ozos has been heavily pursued by the Bestian Empire for alchemy techniques in recent years, but there is still a technological accumulation that has flourished as a demonic city to date."

So once the word was cut, Grink continues the word with Ray and Erinde's gaze pointed at him.

"I mean, wouldn't it be impossible to make something similar if you knew you had something like that?

"... right. It also makes sense what Grink says. In fact, Ozos has a history of flourishing as a magical city for many years. Given its history, it may well be that Grink created something similar, as he put it. If we can get the metastatic stone, Ozos can definitely create it."

Ray exhales a slight but reassuring breath into Erinde's words as he was told to slap the executive desk with his fingertips.

Even for Ray, the Bestian Empire is no longer just a complete enemy nation.

There was a lot more familiarity with each other, and if I could, I wouldn't want to fight them.

Of course there will be an interception if they attack from the other side.

Whatever happens, I don't like the act of being unilaterally attacked.

"Nevertheless... Ozos? You've never been there."

"Do you like magic items, Lord Ray? Ozos has a variety of magic items. Alchemy is developing, and research on magic is progressing, worthy of the name Magic City. I think you should go once."

"... If you mean magic research, wouldn't Samaroon be better than me?

"Uh... in his case, if he does poorly, he's going to stop coming back while he's gone to Ozos. He seems hesitant, even though he's interested in knowing it. I'm sure you have an attachment to this country, which is also your birthplace."

Listen to Erinde, right? and Ray wonders.

The enthusiasm about the magic of Samaraun is remarkable.

So much so that I wonder if that's half the rampage.

That's why I doubt you won't go to a place called the Magic City.

Because it was the thought that Ray had when he saw Samaroon that it wasn't weird to throw it away as light as his birthplace.

"Anyway, we can't just leave it alone on this matter. No, on the contrary, it won't translate to cleaning up inside the cadet school. Lord Ray is a guest invited to his territory by the Duke of Quent. We need to inform the Duke of Quento more than the guest is likely to be harmed."

While telling Ray that, there is some distressing color in Erinde's expression.

As for Erinde, who is in the position of school director, if possible to the Duke of Quent...... no, I didn't want to imitate Ronald, who is also a friend, having a hard time.

They were two people of different races and status: the Duke Principal and the Elf, because the friendship there is definitely true.

Naturally, Erinde also understands that the friend is very busy right now.

The person in front of Erinde is the one who created the most of these busy moments.

"Sure, Lord Ray hadn't had a meeting with the Duke of Quent yet, had he?

"Yeah? Yeah, I was actually planning on... the day after I got here, but it sounds like I'm kind of busy. Besides, I don't really like being tough either."

"... I guess. Given that area, I wonder if Lord Ray and the Duke of Quent might not be compatible. I'm just a lot of tough people for manipulation, but I'm never a bad person. I can vouch for that."

"Does that sound like you're telling me to meet the Duke of Quent?

"That's right. I think we should meet once we talk about this."

Ray's eyebrows gently flaunt the unexpected words that came out of Erinde's mouth.

As for Ray, who hasn't had a very good impression of being an aristocrat, if he can, he can keep talking and give me a day to be able to return to the Guild in the spring. That's why I thought so.

Even if we meet, around Marca, where we can take it easy.

"I know Mr. Ray doesn't have very good feelings for nobility, but why don't we meet without such preconceptions?

You thought this was the push time, and Grink, who's been watching the story flow without saying anything, is also going that way to Ray.

"... As I said earlier, I know very little courtesy for nobility, do I? If I meet the Duke of Quento, one of the most important of the Kings, I'm sure I'll make a scene."

"Lord Ray's in custody, too.... Fine. Then let's do this. If the Duke of Quent doesn't care about politeness or anything, you can meet Lord Ray. If I say so, will you see me?

To Erinde's words, Ray thinks a little...... eventually nods.

"Okay. Do that. I just don't want to get too involved with nobility, like I've said many times. If you understand that properly and don't care about manners on top of that, I'll let you see me too."

"Okay, I took your word for it."

Is there any chance of winning, Erinde tells Ray so with a grin on his words.

... The difference in Ray's calculations was that he didn't know how close friends Erinde and the Duke of Quent were to each other.