Legend

"Wow... that forest is where the dark elves live? That's a lot bigger than I thought."

In the carriage, Vihera leaks an exclamation.

The same was true of Elaine and Bühne, who did not speak to her voice, but were still blinded by the fact that she did not speak to the overwhelmingly powerful view of the forest, even though it was still far away.

It's true that Ray is also surprised to see that forest through the window again, but still not about the other three.

The biggest reason is still to look at the Devil's Forest with its eyes, which is more than this... No, on the contrary, it is probably because it has passed directly through that forest.

The dark elf forest at the end of your gaze is magnificent. That's for sure.

But still, compared to the Devil's Forest, it's a step... no, it's like a bunk or a third.

The same was true of the forces felt from the woods.

"Pfft, I'd be glad to hear you say that. It seems like home is something special, even if it's a long way from home."

Marina turns a delightful glance at the three of them... and realizes that Ray is not surprised by the three of them.

"Oh, Ray doesn't seem too surprised."

If he was a normal man, he was Ray, who was asked with a flush that showed off the luster of a woman who would undoubtedly fly away, but for the first time in a long time, he opens his mouth remembering his past settings.

"I grew up in the mountains, too. That's one side of the forest or the mountain, it was a place like that, so I'm kind of used to it."

To such Ray's words, Elaine's lips arc only for a moment.

I guess that word was funny because I knew what Ray was like.

"With that said, you heard that story before. Well, was it that deep a mountain?

Was Ray's words intriguing, Marina embarks on herself?

This isn't the time to be in the guild. And you're wearing a party dress with a big open chest, so if you imitate that, the deep valley really gets into Ray's eyes.

"Mm, Kohon. Marina. Isn't it a little too much to ride yourself out?

"Oh, I'm sorry. So the mountain where Ray lived..."

"There's more to do than talk about Ray, isn't there?

The next thing Elaine told Marina was Vihera, who finally took her eyes off the window.

From Elaine and Vihera, Marina is held by the perception that she is a powerful lover.

That's what I felt intensely on my journey from the Guild to this point.

I don't know if it's conscious or unconscious, but seduction using a body that I just find attractive from the women's own perspective.

No, just being physically fit, Elaine and Vihella are never inferior to marinas either.

But as pure women, we have to say that we are one step inferior to the marina.

It was a restraint because I understood that.

Do you understand the inside of those two, or not, the marina again turns her gaze to the carriage window... to the forest of her birthplace, which is visible far away.

"Regardless of Ray's origins, it looks like he's losing a lot of life in the forest itself compared to before."

"... Really? As far as I can tell, it's quite a magnificent forest… it looks like a forest you can call the Great Forest."

As Elaine put it, the forest you can see from the carriage looks full of life force.

The fact that the world tree is losing its power is a very, but unlikely sight.

"Maybe that's what it looks like to a first-time viewer, but this is my hometown, and it doesn't seem to me to have the whole forest vibrant for a long time."

I nodded to the marina who told me so, as Auduban and Giusura would agree...

"Dear Elaine, may I have a moment?

You can hear such a voice from the door that is inadvertently connected to your platform.

It is the voice of Ara, who is your servant.

"Yeah? What's up? Was there a problem, too?

To the surprise of Elaine's voice, Ara continues her words somewhere bewildered.

"You said there was a problem, or you're getting closer from the other side...... anyway, there's a group of people approaching us. If you see them approaching you with such grandeur, you probably have no hostility... the..."

To the cloudy words, Elaine and Vihella, Büne, and Ray lean their necks wonderfully.

In fact, Ray, who is sensibly sharp in this, does not feel the kind of hostility that is directed against us.

I guess that means it's not the enemy that's getting closer, but then I don't see why Ara clouded her words.

Vihera, who boiled the business, opens the door that leads to your table.

Then we understand why Ara was clouding her words.... I did.

What's coming this way is a group of three carriages.

But the problem would be that the carriage had an iron lattice fitted in it.

Fortunately, there is no one in the iron lattice fitted carriage, but it was obvious from the look of the carriage what this group was like.

"Slave traders, huh. And poor quality, maybe more than one."

Auduban and Jusra each give signs of tension to the words out of Vihella's mouth, but Marina calms them down by stroking their heads like that.

If you're in this carriage, you won't be able to see from the outside, so don't worry.

"Ray, can you do me a favor for once? If it's just Vihella and Ara, there's a good chance there 'll be some commotion."

"... I don't think it's going to change a lot when I'm around."

He was Ray, who understood how his face was seen by others, but still decided that it would be better to waste time in an unwanted commotion and follow Vihela out to the Observatory.

Then, just at that time, one of the slave traders approaching opened his mouth.

"Whoa, where are you guys headed? Tell you what, if your life is in vain, you shouldn't go to the Dark Elf Forest."

Regardless of the wordserver, his preference for the slave trader man increases only slightly in the lay for not imitating him as he suddenly raids.

For Ray, who knows the most Dark Elves marinas, there's little point in being somewhat more likable.

"Really? Why?"

To Vihera's inquiry, the man opens his mouth as he stretches under his nose...

"Gru?"

"Wow!?

I scream when I see Seto show up as he was going behind the carriage.

Suddenly Griffon showed up, so it would be a natural reaction.

(Wouldn't it have been a problem at that point if Seto had been around before I went outside?

It was Ray who has been feeling Ceto's reaction for a long time outside of Gilm, but not if you are a slave trader who saw Ceto... Griffon up close.

The slave traders who were talking to Vihera and the slave traders who were in the other carriages were all stopped moving in surprise at Seto's appearance.

On the contrary, even horses with carriages are stopped from moving.

In the worst case scenario, it wasn't strange to escape at a glance to get a little distance from Seto, so I guess I can say that the slave traders' men were still lucky in that sense.

Ray opens his mouth to Seto's gaze as he sees a horse that is solidified as if made into stone by Medusa.

"So, what do you mean, the woods are dangerous?

"... Huh? Oh, uh, that,... oh, yeah. No, the..."

He was a slave trader man completely confused by the sudden appearance of Seto, but still a slave trader... I guess that's just doing illegal slave traders, too, and his guts are set.

When Seto finds out that there is nothing harmful to them, he opens his mouth, no matter what his heart is, to keep the upset from appearing on his face.

"That means Griffon... you, no way..."

It's frightening to be included in the gaze directed at Ray.

When I first saw Ray, I thought he was a strangely small opponent, but if I knew who he was, I couldn't possibly imitate him as an insult.

"Well, shouldn't you know who I am? So I ask you again, what do you mean, the woods are dangerous? Why don't you tell me if I can?

I ask for it in words, but the tone was that of whomever commanded it entirely.

In the first place, Ray's gaze at the group in front of him is cold because of the illegal slave trader.

Whether it's slightly more favorable or negative from the start, it's not even zero.

Still, I didn't give a hand here because I know I'm an illegal slave trader, but there's still no way I'm catching even one Dark Elf right now.

"Ah, oh. As a matter of fact, various monsters have been appearing in the Dark Elf Forest lately. Until now, he hasn't shown up at all, and many monsters see him for the first time. Besides, most of those monsters... I don't know what to say"

I was a slave trader with a few thoughts, but I guess I didn't find a good word in the end.

With hesitation, but keep the word going.

"Fierce or excited? Frenzy? Like that, I don't care who he is attacking. That's what monsters do. Don't worry about it."

"Yeah? It's not funny how monsters fight each other, is it? I've heard a lot about strong monsters killing weak monsters and feeding them."

"No, we're not... we're even killing each other with the same monsters. And I can't tell you for sure because we ran right out of the woods, but we didn't even eat the monster we killed.... yes, as if killing each other was an end in itself"

"... kill each other with the same monsters?

The words were surprising to Ray as well.

I'm not saying that the same monsters don't kill each other...... but if they are still the majority of monsters, they don't kill each other with the same species.

(Thinking about it, maybe it's less than a monster that humans are killing each other)

I thought so, Ray, but soon I shake that idea off.

Now it was necessary to get some information about forest anomalies, not if you were thinking about anything extra.

"What kind of monsters exactly were killing each other with the same species? I've heard a lot about people killing each other if it's an orga or a goblin."

It was only a look and outfit of Vihera that could be described as fascinating to a man, but there's no reason to see those people with that eye more than Ray being here, and he rushes to look at Ray and continue his words.

"I've heard of augs and goblins, but what I saw was harpy."

"Harpy or... there's no way we don't necessarily kill each other among our peers more than being monsters acting in groups"

Ray remembers the harpy he fought before.

They didn't show up at all like they were arguing with each other, but we can also assume that that was because Ray set up an ambush.

It's not necessarily that Harpy doesn't argue with each other more than he doesn't have the experience of fighting squarely from the front.

Seeing Ray thinking that way, I guess he thought this was good enough already when it comes to informing.

The thought is stronger that I wasn't going to see a lot of things, even if I was involved any more with Ray, who has a deep red alias.

If this was the kind of legitimate merchant with no darkness behind it, it might have been different, but in this case it's an illegal slave merchant.

I don't have slaves with me right now so I can cut through anything, but I guess I have a strong desire to avoid talking any more and digging graves.

(Besides, they don't condone bandits as much as they say they eat bandits. Because when are you over here... No, wait. Bandit eater? Could it be...)

The faces of bandits dealing with themselves pass behind the brains of slave traders.

He was a slave trader making a deal to buy the humans captured by the bandits for a cheap price, but considering Ray, who is called a bandit eater, he said maybe...

The idea is right, in the bandit's Azito, who stopped on his way home from here, the bandits have been wiped out, and naturally all the treasures and weapons stored in Azito have disappeared, and although neither the chamber nor the iron plaid that keeps the person captured by the bandits has been destroyed, they will find the sight of no one inside.

Most importantly, what would have been painful for the slave traders would have been that they had gone clean and refreshing to things like gold and white gold that they had kept with the bandits so that they didn't have to make it public.

But the slave trader, who has no idea such a future awaits, takes a distance from Ray and leaves.

When Ray, who dropped off that group of carriages, went back inside the carriage and told Auduban and Jusra that he had no particular problems, he began to move towards the dark elf forest, which looked like a remote place again.