Legend

The explosion that occurred when he tried to touch the cabin instantly destroyed the cabin itself.

Numerous magic items that would have been in the cabin if they had been, almost all of them have also disappeared.

And most of all, it would have been a means of attacking the person who tried to enter the cabin at the same time as the obliteration of the evidence.

The explosion of the cabin made the cabin itself a weapon.

To protect Azimov from countless flying fragments, Ray was shielded by himself in a dragon robe, and Azimov, protected by Ray, staggered to activate the bracelet of magic items that were nestled in his right arm, expanding defensive junctions around him to raise Ray's defense.

"... are you all right?

Make sure the shack fragment storm has subsided and Ray asks Azimov behind him.

"Ah, oh.... somehow."

From Azimov's right arm, who shrugged so, a broken bracelet nearly fell to the ground.

Having seen it, Ray understands that the earlier junction was a phenomenon caused by Azimov.

"Was Azimov the one who just joined the line?

"That's right. It was a magic item made from a pretty scarce material, but it still hurt to be disposable."

Azimov's gaze as he sighs is naturally the bracelet that fell to the ground.

As Azimov said, that magic item, made from scarce materials, is no longer in use.

Azimov, who gently reached out and picked up his bracelet, quickly began verifying that bracelet.

I've made many magic items for people, and I've tried them myself many times.

However, it has been a long time since I actually used it like this.

When Ray pulled me out of my own house, it was a magic item I brought with me when I decided it might be dangerous, but I'd say it worked well enough.

(Seems unhappy with the split though)

Ray turns his gaze to Azimov, who is looking into his bracelet, and I think he's smudged.

It was a bracelet that protected myself and Ray, but Azimov seemed to have some dissatisfaction with the effect, and his expression had become that of an alchemist.

Determining that there would be no more danger to the condition of Azimov like that, Ray turns his gaze to the cabin again... precisely where the cabin was.

The fact that there was a cabin there until just now is a very, but incredible sight.

If you dare to find the remnants, is that about the ground burning?

"You're hit."

Azimov also looks up from the wreckage of his bracelet and turns his gaze to the site of the cabin, to Ray, who groans as he sees the trail of such a cabin.

What was on Azimov's face like that was an expression to say even with objectivity.

I guess I also understood to the alchemist alone what Zuboz did these acts for.

That is, to preserve the secrets of my research and, above all, to retaliate against the person who tried to deprive me of my research.

"Oh.... there's probably nothing left more than this"

Exhaling, Azimov agrees with Ray's words.

When the two of them are smudging and exchanging words, they inadvertently hear someone running and gaze towards you.

"You're okay, Ray!

"Hey, Ray. Are you okay!?"

Elaine and Vihera came running under Ray like they were in a hurry.

The earlier explosion was naturally visible to both Elaine and Vihella.

No, on the contrary, even the blast caused by the explosion of the cabin and the fragments of the cabin on that blast flew towards the two of us.

There was nothing like hitting a fragment because it didn't explode at close range like Ray did, but it was still just an explosion that I accidentally put up, and naturally as for the two of us, I guess I was worried about how Ray was doing near that explosion and ran like this.

But worried that way, Ray nods back without looking particularly injured.

"Oh, don't worry. There are no injuries on this side. … more importantly, Elaine is here…"

Until earlier, I wondered if Elaine was here holding Adria back, and Ray turned his gaze toward Adria.

Then there he was, the figure of Adria, who had been deprived of some magic items by Büne and was tied to his hands and feet with a collection of thin threads to call him Rope......

And near Diaz, the yellow is alert to movement, and Paul still remains tied to the tsu all over his body.

Apparently Adria and the others decided that they would be fine, Ray turns his gaze to Elaine and Vihera again.

Both of them were exhaling relief knowing that Ray was not injured.

"... for once, I was close to that explosion, too."

Right on Ray's side, Azimov tells him he's slightly dissatisfied.

Azimov had a stronger idea that it was an alchemy experiment than a woman, but it's still a little less funny that she lets herself go and worries about Ray all the time.

"Was he behind Ray? Then I knew I wasn't going to get hurt."

Azimov was a little dissatisfied with the words that came out of Elaine's mouth, but still didn't say anything more than it was true.

"Nevertheless, you've done quite a clever imitation."

Vihera groans abominably as she looks at the trail of the cabin.

The rare and grumpy appearance would be due to the thought that Ray had received the earlier explosion directly from the front at close range.

The moment he saw the sight, Vihera ran cold on her spine.

Maybe Ray will stay like this.

I thought you were going to die.

Elaine, who was dealing with Adria, was only breathtaking for a moment, but she calmed down quickly.

(I wonder if this is the difference in the length of the relationship)

Feeling the frustration inside herself, Vihera turns her gaze toward Elaine.

I didn't rush that much precisely because I know Ray's secret... but that was something Vihera couldn't tell at the moment.

"Right. Should I assume that all the evidence, magic items, materials, and the area that would have been in the shed for now, have gone to waste?... It does a nasty imitation"

Elaine and Vihella turn to Ray, who exhales in sigh, somewhere with a frightened gaze.

Because I was certain that I was sparing a magic item that would have been in the cabin, not my own danger.

"Lady Elaine. Ah!

In the meantime, I hear voices like that inadvertently.

To a familiar voice, Elaine and Vihella turn their gaze to those who spoke.

Then there, Ara was just running along with the two guards.

"Ara!? Why are you here?"

Elaine also asks Arla, who suddenly appears, in a dismaying voice.

Having come to Elaine's side like that, Arla quickly checks to see if Elaine is hurt, where she finally exhales in relief.

"When I followed you after Lady Elaine, I didn't mind because all of a sudden I heard a hell of a blast... apparently you're safe and above all"

"Yeah? Oh, that explosion. Fortunately, I was away. I could handle it."

"Really, that's more than anything.... the damage from that explosion... didn't seem to have occurred."

When she looks around and makes sure that all the people she meets at the magic item store are not particularly badly injured, Ara exhales once again in relief.

I'm pretty sure Elaine is the top priority for Ara, but that's not why she doesn't care what happens to the other faces.

"Ray was just around the corner of that explosion, but I can only say that he's still safe... well, that's because he's Ray"

"Cuckoo!"

Ringing out to Elaine's words, as Yellow agrees.

And Vihera was also nodding back beside Elaine again.

"You guys, this is the only time we get along."

"Huh, I don't know"

To Ray's words, Vihera replies with a grin.

Decide that whatever you say any more will only disadvantage you, and open your mouth to finish what you need to do first.

"It's Adria that's tied over there, Diaz that doesn't have a right arm, and I can't move because I'm wrapped around a tsu..."

"Paul!? I knew it was you..."

Before Ray says it to the end, one of the guards screams.

Sometimes until now Paul had been covered in tsu, and at the same time he had been distracted by the explosion that had broken into the slam for a while before realizing it, I guess.

And I finally realized that the person was Paul, and I accidentally spoke out.

(Do you know her face? No, I'm a guard, and isn't it strange to know the magic item store and his face?... Ningro, I guess it's odd that the alchemist Azimov doesn't know Paul's face. Where were they selling magic items?)

The easiest and simplest way for alchemists to make money is naturally to sell the magic items they make.

From simple magic items like potions to weapons like demon swords and magic items that are useful for life when there are.

If you have an arm as an adventurer, you have the means to make a request, but unfortunately Azimov has no experience in combat, and no talent.

Because of course, I would have sold magic items to make money, but at least in this case, the store where Azimov sells magic items wasn't Paul's.

Besides, Paul's is not the only magic item store in Gilm.

There are quite a few alchemists in the peripheral guilds alone, and as a matter of course, buying and selling magic items is more than constant.

"... Slon, huh"

Though wrapped in a tsu, his face is still free Paul whines the name of the guard.

"Why are you imitating this..."

"I suppose you can see that by looking at the results?

Paul's condition, which he tells pale, never seems to regret his own deeds.

To Paul's words like that, the guard he spoke to gives him a sad look for a moment, but soon his face returns to what he was as a guard.

"Okay. Let me look into the matter carefully when I get back to the jar. I know you have a lot to say, but as a guard at Gilm, you'll never overlook it."

"Right."

The only thing in Paul's tone is the pale colors.

I guess there was something about Paul that I thought the guards I was talking about would be different, but nothing more, pale about the surrounding situation without saying anything.

In the meantime, another guard speaks to Ray.

"Ray, Captain Langa has told me about this one. That was tough."

This guard has shown little expression for Paul, whether he had no facial contact with Paul, or even if he had facial contact, he had a weak relationship.

"Oh, a lot...... it was really a lot of trouble. The worst part is that whoever set this up is dead."

"Dead? Because...... dude, could it be that corpse!?

The only corpse left on this scene belongs to runaway pants.

But the corpse was not very human in size, and that's why the guard man wondered if the corpse was like a chimera made of alchemy.

Or something like that, such as being convinced that you're a giant monster like Cyclops or Auga.

"That's right. I guess it's because we knew we were cornered. I took some kind of pill... and eventually it went wild and oh so it turned out"

"Runaway..."

"Oh. Besides, the alchemist... he's called Trousers, but his lair looks like that."

The next thing Ray looked at was the site of the cabin that had already vanished.

"... you're lying..."

A guard who darkens the color of giving up and looks at the site of the cabin.

To such a guard, Fujiray reminds me of the magic item store.

"By coming here with Ara, you mean you came through the underground aisle of a magic item store, right? Then he went through the basement where his pants were used, didn't he? You must have been in a lot of a rush to get away from us, so we might have some leads left, huh?

"Oh!"

To Ray's words, the guards raise their voice with delight.

I guess the kind of evidence you need isn't entirely there, but it's definitely not the same as nothing.

... Most importantly, there is already very little of the rare material that Pants brought into the Guild, and Pants, which was a genius skin, left very little paperwork because he was thinking and executing it in his head... It was a little further that the guards would struggle with all sorts of things.