Legend

It was Vicente, whose torso had been severed while vomiting resentment, but even with the power of the sanctuary, he had not stained enough creatures to live in that state, already rolling to the ground in a state of shortness of breath.

About thirty seconds after Vicente's life was cut off. The odd spaces that were spread around, called sanctuaries that Ray could not understand at all, disappeared as if it had been a lie to have been there until earlier.

"Apparently, he's really dead,"

It's Vicente, who hated Ray until the end. In this world, where there is something called magic, it is not surprising that the torso was actually lived in two.

That's why Ray was also wary of Vicente, but I guess he was convinced he was finally dead after staying here. Relieve the Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor with a breath of relief and the flame for exploration that is spreading on the ground.

Then, the surroundings are rapidly darkened.

Naturally. Until earlier, it was all bright because of Ray's use of the flaming emperor's red armor and the flames that were spreading on the ground.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr?"

To Ray, who exhaled in relief, is Seto okay? and approaching with his throat ringing.

The slight discomfort with walking would have been affected by Vicente's blow.

I was able to ignore the pain during the battle, but now that the battle was over, it was calming down compared to during the battle, and I was starting to feel the pain for that matter.

"Seto's better off than me?

Ray was also attacked several times, but still not an injury that would hinder him from walking like Seto.

Ray strokes his head in gratitude to Ceto, who is obviously hurt worse than he is, but still worries.

"Thanks, Seto. The same goes for injuries, but I think if you hadn't come to reinforcements, you'd have been a little tricky."

An old man using phantoms and Vicente excelled in melee combat.

Such a combination was used against them… it also used strange skills such as sanctuary. If only Ray had fought alone, he would have definitely been struggling.

Ray seemed to easily defeat the phantom old man, but that was because he was able to fight without linking him to Vicente.

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

It's all right! and Seto rubs his face against Ray as he rattles his throat.

To such a ceto, Ray grins and takes the potion out of Mystering.

It's not a surface injury like a cut, so it probably doesn't have the potion effect that clearly, but it was still true that using it healed faster than not using it.

Ray's rather expensive potion, even in his possession, has a constant effect as soon as he is swayed to Seto.

Some of the mysteries were more effective potions, but there was nothing like Ray using them because of how cute Seto was.

Seto is a Rank A monster in the first place, and his ability to self-heal is not comparable to the monsters around it.

There was a reason that even potions of this magnitude would be sufficient to treat such a ceto.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr......"

I guess you can see the pain in your body disappearing. Seto rubs his face against Ray with a delightful throat.

"Absolutely, Seto wants to be sweet. But it's true that Seto helped me this time, and I'm going to go out with you."

"Gru!"

Yay! and it was seto thumping joyfully...

"It's nice to be cute, but if you can, I'd be glad to do it after the cleanup."

Such a voice sounds abruptly.

"Huh!?

It's hard to believe that no matter how much fighting is over and relaxed you didn't notice until you could talk to him, Ray takes a small breath and Seto quickly enters a state of alert.

But soon realizing whose voice that was, Ray opens his mouth as he strokes to calm the roaring ceto.

"Calm down, Seto. This guy is on our side.... even if it looks like this."

"... Gru?

True? and Seto turning his gaze to Ray.

It would be natural to have a strong sense of vigilance against strangers, just because you fought Vicente until a few minutes ago.

Especially in this fight, both myself and Ray were somewhat injured, so vigilance is high.

Other than that, the person in front of you is very high… it is also possible that you perceive as a high-ranking monster that possesses so much power that it is not comparable to Vicente who fought until earlier.

If he hadn't stroked himself, he would still be in front of him... Ray tilts his neck at how Seto might strike Saldart.

"It's rare that Seto is so overtly alert to his opponents."

"No, that's right. I had heard from information coming in from various places that Ray was subjugating Griffon, as well as rumors. But since this is the first time we've seen each other face to face in person, it's natural to be wary of strangers, isn't it? To protect Ray, the Lord."

"... hmm? Oh, well. Was it the first time Seto had ever met Saldart?"

To Ray's words Saldart snorts back with a grin on his mouth.

"Right. Well, in my case, he was Ray's escort, so Ray was that griffon... seto, right? I've seen a lot of sights with that ceto, but I've never actually seen him face to face like this. Yeah, and I saw you flying in the sky earlier."

"Bad, I totally forgot. Seto, this is Saldart. That's the elf you were escorting me to. So, Saldart. This is Seto, and I know you do, but my partner."

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr?"

In Ray's words, you must have decided that the person in front of you was not the enemy. Seto stares at Saldart with his circular eyes.

The gaze of vigilance directed first and the innocent gaze directed now.

It was a little surprising to Saldart that both of them were directed at each other by the same opponent.

I thought a word out of Ray's mouth would change you so much.

"So, what are you doing here after all? The escort came after the battle."

"Uh... yeah. Honestly, I'm sorry about the area. I think I know Ray because I've seen him before, too, but Stigma has another one besides Ray knocking him down. He was holding me back. So, I finally knocked him out, so I came here..."

The way I flattered my shoulders was with the understanding that it was too late for me to come.

But Ray isn't going to blame Saldart for that either.

Stigma is a troublesome being because I knew best what I had experienced.

Still, Ray, concerned about the skills used in the earlier battle, turns his gaze and opens his mouth to Vicente's corpse, who is dead with his torso in two.

"By the way... really, by the way, didn't Stigma use any strange skills like sanctuary, either?

If you heard that, you would have immediately understood that Saldart had sanctuary activated here too. I look at Ray with surprise in my eyes.

"Knowing the word means that you were also used to sanctuary?... How dare you? Well, that made you safe. I mean, that sanctuary is a very troublesome substitute."

"You mean you know, you too?

To Ray, who asks as he strokes Seto, Saldart nods back as he slightly distorts his neat face.

"Oh. I've fought Stigma several times before in my case. Several of them have used similar skills. Most of all, unfold the sanctuary... no, including it. The effect of Stigma is different from person to person. Doesn't mean they all have painting skills, though."

"If you say so..."

To Saldart's words, Ray's gaze is not directed at Vicente, whose torso is turned into two pieces, but towards the corpse of an old man who is rolling away.

If everyone has the ability to deploy the sanctuary, that old man could have used it, too.

At first, I thought the old man might have used the phantom because he could not double expand the sanctuary, but I think that phantom is the ability of the old man Stigma.

"The other Stigma, who is halfway over there, is pretty sophisticated... that's what I was freely using a phantom that I couldn't even tell if it was real until I actually touched it, is that Stigma's ability too?

"... I wonder. I don't know more about Stigma either. Holy Light is an organization with so much deep darkness. Even if you say you've fought Stigma, it doesn't mean you're rich. … so if you're going to answer Ray's words, you can probably just say"

When I was fighting, I could almost realize it was a phantom by instinctive inquiry, but until then, didn't I use metastatic magic? I even suspected.

Creating that much of an elaborate phantom is an amazing ability from Ray's eyes, and if Seto hadn't come to support him, he would have struggled to fight Vicente, even though he knew it was a phantom, still flirting with it.

Again, Ray beats Stigma this close to being intact and I come to think that he's here because Seto came and took on Vicente.

Most importantly, the Vicente focuses on the battle with Seto... No, I had to concentrate from the strength of Seto, and he was poked through the gap and killed by Ray's attack from behind.

(Sometimes when I say I beat the noise once, I guess I ended up compatible. I didn't mean to be a Tengu myself, but I wouldn't be able to help thinking of that actually considering this fight....... ha)

Once again, Saldart opens his mouth as Ray feels about the compatibility of the battle.

"... well, whatever it was, we were safe with each other and above all else. Honestly, I can't really tell you that I acted as an escort."

"There was a substitute for sanctuary.... Honestly, it's been a long time since I've had an opponent that hard to fight. I hate to say it's a compatibility issue, but still, I guess it's compatible"

Saldart agrees with the sighing Ray with a bitter smile as well.

"Naturally, there are people who are incompatible. Most importantly, we don't talk about losing, regardless of the struggle because it's not compatible. It's going to be a lot harder to clean up around here."

Saldart's gaze was pointed at the battlefield where Ray was fighting Stigma until earlier.

Ray's flaming emperor's red armor had made the snow dissolve into water, and the water had evaporated into water vapor.

Until earlier, it was a steaming heat, but now that the red armor of the Flaming Emperor has been released, the cold air of the winter night pushes over, and I feel extra cold just for the warmth until earlier.

... Most importantly, Ray wears a dragon robe and Seto is a griffon.

Saldart is the one who suffers the most from the cold in that sense.

"Anyway, I'll do it this way regarding the cleanup here. Rays... I just wanted to say I can go back to my room, but I don't see why not."

"In the first place, the room's pretty rough because the Stigma guys raided me where I'm sleeping,"

"... shall we go to Erinde's for now? Looks like he wants to talk to you."

Ahead of Saldart's gaze, who told him so, Ray also had the appearance of a familiar little bird.

"If you were looking at me with the devil's eyes, I don't think you need to explain the situation."

"Not really. I don't suppose Erinde was looking at the situation here from the beginning.... right?

To the words of the enquiring saldart, the little bird that rings small.

That was shown by Saldart's right and attitude.

"Besides, if the room was damaged, how much do you need to tell Erinde to get us a new room? Look, it's cold in here, and let's just go."

"Wait a minute. Let me retrieve what I can now."

To Saldart's words, he returns them, and from Vicente's body, from the armor made of light ore, from the armor, from the toenails, from the corpse of the old man, he likewise recovers the armor and the wand to mystering, before heading to the school building where the dean's office is located.

Having checked the condition, the little bird shows herself stopping on Saldart's shoulder and accompanying him.

"Uh... if I could, I'd ask for some peace of mind."

"Chi chi chi chi chi!"

Listening to such an exchange coming from behind, Ray finally realizes that Stigma, who attacked him, managed to do something about it.

(The third Stigma is talking about fighting Saldart, and since the person is safe here, he was probably killed or captured)

Looking at Saldart, close to intact, Ray prayed that his story in the dean's office would not be long and that he could sleep as soon as possible.