Legend

"... mmm..."

In the morning, he woke up. Ray looked around, with a sleeping look on his face but a strange look on his face.

Because it's a completely unfamiliar room, and the bedding I've been sleeping in was unfamiliar.

I look around for a few seconds, and still decide it's an unrecognizable place, and stop moving and stop being microscopic.

After a few minutes as it was, Ray's consciousness has finally been firmly awakened, and he similarly looks around again earlier.

And I finally remembered where I was.

"Well, you were supposed to come to Gosh and stay at Augusto's mansion."

Looking around again, I guess it's not the room that's usually used. I also feel a little dusty somewhere.

Augusto and Kathy are the only people living in this mansion.

Gunter the gatekeeper is coming through, and there is no such thing as a maid.

When that happens, it's still the best place to clean it, even if it's the kind of place you usually use, and places like the rooms are really going to be behind you.

(She still cleans a lot when she sees her spare time, so this is how she could sleep normally.)

I get out of bed whining in my heart and being selfish.

My face and body are sticky because the sun is already rising and the temperature is over thirty degrees.

He was usually Ray wearing a dragon robe with the ability to simplified air conditioning, but not until bedtime.

If you're in a wheat pavilion or magic tent at dusk, you don't have to be cold or hot at outside temperatures... this mansion is normal, even if it's somewhat spacious.

Ray takes the running water dagger out of the mistering, wets the cloth available in the room and wipes the sweat.

If you see yourself wiping your body with water put out of a dagger of running water that should also be called celestial sweet dew, Augusto, who knows its flavour, will even scream.

... Most importantly, for Ray, a running water dagger is a magic item that produces water, and thus it is normal to use it to wipe his face, body, or wash his hands.

In the first place, Ray can always use a running water dagger. I mean, for Ray, the running water dagger is only a magic item about being able to get water out whenever you want.

If this allowed Ray to treat the water like a whip or a long sword with a running water dagger, I guess it would still have been a different story...

Either way, wipe the sweat I scratched as I slept at night with a running water dagger, and wear a dragon robe when I get my other self done.

"Oh, that's cool"

The moment you wear a dragon robe, the effect of simple air conditioning is exerted.

When I was in Japan, my joints hurt when the air conditioning was directly in the cold wind, but this dragon robe is a magical effect, but it is not true.

... wearing a dragon robe, a cold wind created by magic is created in it, and it travels through the dragon robe, so the cold wind always hits the body directly... if it were the same as normal air conditioning, I might have suffered from joint pain.

(Maybe around Takum thought about that area?

It reminds me of the face of a person who, like myself, came from Earth, who existed at a gate of Zeppyre.

I come from Japan, so naturally it's not surprising that I understand the harms of air conditioning.

In order to do something about it, it would be natural to consider the cold wind caused by magic...

(If it's cold wind using magic, I don't know why my body doesn't hurt.)

While I remember a little doubt, I still use magic… I use the power in my body, so I force myself out of the room to convince myself that it's not strange either, and I go down the hallway.

The aim is the living room where we ate last night.

It was this mansion with few people, but it was fully understandable that there would probably be people there.

"Oh, good morning. Augusto's already gone out, but you want it for breakfast?

I guess Cathy has already finished breakfast, too. He asks Ray while doing some sewing.

"Oh, yeah. That would help."

"Oh. Well, wait a minute. I'm just going to reheat it, because it won't take that long."

Standing up from the couch she was sitting on, Kathy heads straight to the kitchen when she puts a stitch on the table.

(If you look at it this way, it's normal, right?)

I saw it yesterday when I was with Augusto, and I was sick of acts like flirting as soon as I could, if anything, but Ray exhales in relief knowing that without Augusto he could also deal with it normally.

What if Kathy was alone and asked about her extended love affair with Augusto... there was definitely more spiritual damage than being raided by monsters around there.

"It's just the easy stuff, but could this be it?"

What Kathy had back from the kitchen was vegetable and gamellion meat soup with fist bread on four.

Like I said earlier, I guess I rewarmed it. Hot air is rising from the soup.

A rustic fragrance, unlike the dish where many spices I ate last night were used.

Still, it must be very luxurious as a desert city called Gosh to contain vegetables.

Gamelion meat also rots quickly in the gosh. Given that, it would be best to run out at breakfast, and the soup had a ton of meat in it, as shown in the dark.

(Maybe you can't hire a maid or something because you're luxurious in your diet? No, or you simply don't want to give someone else to live with Augusto? But I don't care if you can stay with me.)

Ray finishes eating all the dishes prepared as breakfast, though he was wondering a lot.

So was yesterday's dish, but Kathy's cooking arm is very expensive just because Augusto boasts.

I would have liked more if I could, but I couldn't have eaten as much as I wanted than to have stayed in Augusto's favor.

"Seto's meal..."

"Looks like Augusto was doing it, though."

"How much did you do or something?

"I don't know. But Augusto is carefree, so I don't think I'm going to do that one-handed imitation. Even before this..."

Hearing that much, Ray leaves the mansion intact when he says thank you for breakfast, deciding that he is likely to develop a love affair with Augusto if he stays this way.

On his way, naturally, was the stables with Seto.

I stopped by yesterday after dinner, so I don't get lost.

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

Did you feel Ray approaching, or the sound of Seto sounding happy from the stables?

Still not coming out of the stables, I guess, because I still understand that destroying buildings is something you shouldn't do.

It would have been different if it had been dangerous for Ray, but that wasn't the first thing in the current situation.

Seto, with his face out of the trees over here, throats Ray as he enters the stables.

It may sound intimidating to those who see Seto for the first time, but I can understand that for Ray, my partner, that's the voice waiting for me.

"Looks like you were fine. There was nothing like someone sneaking in at night."

"Gru."

To Ray's words, Seto whispers his throat in pride for some reason.

With such a grin on Ceto's condition, we head outside the stables together removing the stick of the tree that Ceto is preventing him from going out.

The side of the stables has a somewhat large garden.... I guess it's right to describe it as a square because it's not exactly grassy.

There is also some grass growing at the main entrance and on the side of the mansion, but this stables is no longer in use.

So I guess Augusto, who can never afford it financially, is not in the kind of care either.

"That's why we're free to move around."

To the grunting Ray, ring as Seto agrees.

It is self-evident what would happen if Seto did everything he could to run a beautifully maintained lawn.

But if it's a place like the square, you don't have to worry about that either.

"... well. Seto, is anybody around here watching what's going on over here? If I were you, I'd think they were from the Eléma Chamber of Commerce."

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

To Ray's inquiry, Seto shakes his neck to the side.

"Heh. From what I saw yesterday, I thought I was going to do enough to gather information on this one.... Well, that's fine. Then do you want to train a little? I'm going to strip the sand serpent today, so I won't be moving my body."

"Gru?"

To Ray's words, Seto tilts his neck.

Zaroust told me he was going to take the sandwich.

If so, doesn't it have to be without Ray or Seto? An act that came out of such doubt.

"I think I can trust Zaroust, but I can't totally trust everyone. That's obvious about the sand thief, isn't it?

There is no doubt that some sand thieves have circulated the information necessary to attack the Augustos.

In the end he didn't show any movement in the camp as to whether he was alert to Seto, but still in the escort… or there was no doubt that some of the merchants who were in the merchant corps led by Augusto had the breath of the Eléma Chamber of Commerce hanging on them.

"Grrrrrrrr......"

To Ray's words, Seto sounds a little sorry for his throat.

We spent a lot of time together in the camp, and most of the merchants led by Augusto became friends with Seto.

That's why, if I heard there was a traitor in it, it would have made me sad and natural as a ceto.

"Don't get so depressed because there's a chance you've betrayed me for a reason you can't help it."

"Gru?"

True? and head to Ceto tilting his little neck, Ray nods and opens his mouth.

"You may need expensive medication to treat your family or lover's illness.... so to speak..."

Shizuku the World Tree, received as a reward for Marina's request.

I used some to make a spear of dusk, but I didn't use all of it.

Advanced technology is needed, but alchemy is very high-performance... because I heard that it is possible to create potions that will allow you to see them completely fast even when you are on the verge of death.

(When I get back to Gilm, why don't you ask Azimov? It would have been time to get back in shape)

Potion with Shizuku from the World Tree as an ingredient. I had originally planned to have it made, but Azimov tormented the whole body in a literal sense to create a spear of dusk.

Azimov, who was famous as a well-armed alchemist, and Pamidor, who was also famous as a well-armed blacksmith.

As far as their power is concerned, the magic items are dusk spears enough to make a technician's piece and affirm that they won't be able to make any more, especially if the magic items are machined using the magic magic of the origin of the magic items, and Azimov will naturally wear out to such an extent that it is not strange at any time to die.

I slept for a while to recover from it, and that was no different when Ray traveled from Gilm to Gosh.

It was such an Azimov, but if you kill some time in Gosh and go back to the Guild, you should be feeling better, and making potions with the Shizuku of the World Tree as a new request should not be a bad job... I think Ray.

Shizukuishi, the world tree, is a very rare material, but I still think Ajimov would be fine because it still creates a superb magic item called the spear of dusk.

(Plus, I'm happy with Seto's material)

While stroking Ceto, Ray remembers Ceto's material... when he gave his feathers to Azimov.

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

Play before training! and Ray, who returned to me to Seto, rattling his throat, runs around the stables that remain the square with Seto.

Should we call it a simple chase rather than a sneak...

Seto is very happy at the point where he can play with Ray, even if it's such a simple game, and he runs around in a good mood to see it.

How long has it been? It's been an hour, but not two hours. That much time.

When I thought it was time to use Death Size for some light training... I noticed signs that we were inadvertently approaching where we were.

"Who? You're coming to a place like this, so I'm sure we can help you."

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

Seto sounds dissatisfied to agree with Ray's words.

From previous experience, it was because I decided that perhaps... no, I would definitely end my time with Ray.

It was... Zaroust who showed up at the end of one gaze with one such person.

"Kathy told me you were over here, but it was true."

"Zaroust? What's going on?

Knowing that he is not the hand of the Eléma Chamber of Commerce, Zaroust opens his mouth with a sigh of sigh to Ray, who asks with a breath of relief.

"If you think about what you're doing because you're not coming to the guild... you told me yesterday. Get ready to peel off the sand serpent."

That's what I told him.