Legend

"Mr. Ougust, it looks like Ray hasn't come back yet, after all. I went in front of the main entrance and checked it out, so I'm pretty sure."

"... Really? I'm talking about Mr. Ray, and I don't think there's anything so easy about falling behind on monsters..."

You're worried about the report from Zaroust. Ougust, whining, puts it on his desk when he signs through his eyes the paperwork he had in his hand.

Words of whining Augusto are perhaps mixed with worries about Ray.

In the sense of pure strength, I don't think Ray can handle it.

That's why you can't do anything about Ray and Seto against most of the monsters that exist in the Ferris Desert.

However... there were still some concerns.

Especially big would be that this is still the desert.

Don't worry if you're dealing with a monster in the desert, you can never see it sweetly against the environment itself: the desert.

Even if that's Ray...... no, should I call it Ray?

"It's okay, Mr. Ougust. If you're a ray adventurer, you can spend a night in the desert."

Zaroust thinks of a worrying august and dares to say optimistic predictions.

That's not entirely a lie.

Fact is, given Ray's strength, I didn't know he could handle it to the point of spending the night in the desert... that's what I didn't think would make him sick due to the temperature difference between day and night.

"Is it inconceivable that the Erema Chamber of Commerce has got any hands on…?

"Impossible."

Zaroust immediately denies Augusto's words.

From Zaroust's eyes, Daridora had an unusual fear of Ray.

If you get your hands on it, you'll definitely lose your life...... and you'll think so for sure.

It is unlikely that such a Dalidra, more importantly, will get her hands on Ray outside Gosh.

If we were to get our hands on it, that would be in the gosh where it would be difficult for Ray to do all he could.

(Well, I don't think I'll see Ray or Seto up close and still get my hands on the whole city. Oh, is that a good enough chance of getting your hands on Ray a little further away?

It's emotionally understandable to get our hands on Ray a little further away from ourselves.

Because if it's a desert, you can also use mean means that aren't available in Gosh.... That's just like when you hired a sandburglar to give you a sandboat to raid Augusto.

There was a presence nearby at that time, so we could do something about it, but if it were just the Zarousts, it's quite possible that it would have been wiped out.

(If you think about it, it's not an impossible story, is it?

I was Zaroust thinking that way while looking at Augusto, but as for myself still knowing Ray's prowess, I didn't think Ray could handle it very much.

That's what makes me seriously think that if Daridora hands on Ray poorly, it's not strange that the Elema Chamber of Commerce is extinguishing today.

"If you knew the danger of a being named Ray, you wouldn't have your hands on it"

"... that's fine. Kathy, who was preparing dinner last night, was also worried because Ray didn't come home after all.... When Ray gets back, we'll have to be sure about that."

Until a few seconds ago, I was worried about Ray, Ougust, but when I think of Kathy's... worrying about my own wife, I create unbearable pressure.

Zaroust inadvertently sighs at the heavy pressure released from Augusto.

The person in front of you is basically one who has no more as an employer. But the biggest of a few shortcomings was the loving wife... no, the loving wife was prone to rumbling.

(I'm jealous that you can love one woman that much.)

As for Zaroust, whose hobby is to go to a whorehouse, I have the feeling that I am sorry to be tied up by one woman, while at the same time I sometimes miss no one when I get home.

"... um, Kohon"

He must have returned it to me with Zaroust's gaze. Ougust, who coughed small, switches consciousness and opens his mouth.

"Why don't the Rays come home...... what do you think?

"Right. Normally, I simply left Gosh or something..."

"I don't have that, I guess. I'm Mr. Ray, who's very strict. If you're leaving Gosh, it's not weird to say something."

Zaroust nods back at the words.

"Yeah. I was wondering if Ray would ever leave in silence. When that happens, I just think something unexpected happened..."

Given the strength of Ray, it's hard to believe that unforeseen things will happen.

Not to mention Ray, there's also Griffon's Ceto.

If you want to do something about someone like that, that's the kind of dragon you need to bring.

I guess Ougust understood what Zaroust was thinking. Returns a nod with a difficult look.

"Right. But what do you think is the unforeseen event that happens to Mr. Ray?

"... Well, you don't get it. Raids by monsters and sand thieves don't have to be considered first. Then you got caught in a sandstorm."

Heard of a sandstorm, Augusto's face was praised.

Sandstorms that occur in the area can sometimes be a very vicious substitute.

The wind will cause the wind to scrape the skin like a yasle, and the flesh, and even the bones of those who are unlucky.

Of course, there are few sandstorms like that, but few of them took their lives by sandstorms every year.

If you are hit by such a sandstorm, would you die even if it were Ray?

To Zaroust's story, Augusto imagines the body.

"I haven't heard of a sandstorm around Gosh since yesterday hanging today?

"Right. But Ray has a presence called Ceto. Given Griffon's speed of flight, it wouldn't be such a difficult story to travel far from Gosh. Because…"

I don't even have to ask any more.

Augusto has a sinking look on his face and exhales.

It would be a lie to say you didn't expect a person named Ray as a force of war.

But at the same time, it's true that he was still a short relationship but had some intimacy.

Thinking about it, I really didn't want to believe that Ray was dead.

"Huh!?

Suddenly Zaroust gets nervous in front of such an august and reaches for the sheath of his hips.

At the same time, the door to the room is knocked hard, and when Augusto tells him permission to enter, a single beast man rushes into the room.

The man, the monkey beast man, had tightened his face, which was usually credited with hiccups.

Zaroust takes his hand off the sheath because he was a facial acquaintance.

The monkey beast man opens his mouth, not realizing at all that if he did poorly, he might have been in danger of his own life.

"Mr. Ougust, sand boarding is approaching Gosh now! It's a sand boat that we both recognize!

With that word alone, Augusto understands who's on that sandship.

There are not that many sandships that I have seen, and most importantly, the sandships that I have seen recently are substitutes that were used by the sandburglars... I mean, because they were owned by Daridora, the meeting of the Erema Chamber of Commerce.

And the current owner of the sandboat he took from the sandburglar...

"Is Mr. Ray back!

Screaming a voice of joy, Augusto leaves the room intact.

Zaroust rushes after him, too.

There was a grin on his face that he couldn't even hide.

"Ray is back!?

Around the same time Augusto was shouting joy, there was someone who received the same report and was shouting the same way.

… provided that the emotions contained in that cry are the opposite of those of Auguste.

The person screamed abominably...... The man who informed Daridora of the information that Ray was back nodded as if he had atrophied.

Daridora, who remembered that the person in front of her was the man she had just recently hired, takes a deep breath to push and kill the emotions in her chest before opening her mouth again.

"So is it true that Ray is back?

"Yes. Well... Mr. Daridora's sand boarding is approaching, so I think the adventurer Ray is probably back."

"... I see. So you didn't see Ray's face directly, did you?

"Yep. But if you look at that sand aboard..."

You thought you were blamed for not being the report that Ray was definitely back, and the man tries to keep the word going like he panicked.

With regret that I have brought halfway information only to Daridora, who originally has a nervous personality.

But to such a man, Daridora shook her neck to the side to show that she didn't have to say any more.

Because this information is the first report, and the emphasis is on speed, even if it is somewhat inaccurate.

"I know. I'm not blaming you either."

To Daridora's words, the man who brought the information that he would not be blamed exhales in relief.

Watching such a man, Daridora slaps him on the desk many times with her fingertips.

It's close to frustrating to have a nervous look on your face.

I was just wondering if Ray would be gone... because he hasn't been back since he left yesterday afternoon, so I was wondering if he might.

(Ray originally said he just happened to stop by this city, and I was hoping he'd go somewhere like this. No way, I didn't think you'd be back)

I manage to calm down in my mind where the different waves are going to stand, and I rise straight out of my chair.

Whatever it is, I really need to see if it's Ray who's back.

Maybe...... maybe really, but for some reason you gave sand boarding to someone, or even more in case Ray died and by chance some other adventurer or merchant got sand boarding.

In case we know that a hundred million is such a chance, but just expect it. For Daridora, a person named Ray was a troublesome opponent.

I already understand that the guards tell me not to be enemies by force, so I can't even imitate it in a detour.

Daridora is hostile to Augusto, even as she persuades her verbal skill.

Ray, who has a good relationship with Augusto, will naturally remember negative feelings for Daridora.

(My first impression would have been the worst, too)

Raids on Augusto, who gave their hands to the people and lent them until they boarded the sand.

Even though there was that raid that should have been absolutely successful, Ray was with Augusto when he rushed to see it when he heard Augusto had returned safely to Gosh.

In such a situation, the first meeting with Ray took place, and even if Ray took his own sandy ship, he couldn't bear to be Daridora. The first meeting with each other ended up being described as the worst result.

"Duh, what do you want to do?

Daridora, thinking, returns to me in the words of the man in front of her.

While I'm slightly uncomfortable with being pinched in the words while I'm thinking about it, I still open my mouth because the person in front of me brought me useful information.

"What is it?

"That's Ray.... Shouldn't we make sure it's really Ray who's back?

"... right. Okay, I'm sorry, can you confirm that?

"Yes! Immediately!

I didn't just say I was waiting for that word. I dropped off the back of the man leaving, and Daridora sighs small.

I know. That there will be no one else on the sand boat that has come but Ray.

Because there's no easy way for someone like Griffon to do something about it.

Still, I let the man go to see how it went because I bet on the slightest possibility, and most importantly because the man was in the way to think.

"Now, what should we do? Luckily, this one hasn't taken any action yet... No, this isn't something I can handle anymore, and I think we should take it very seriously to Master Lewbrand."

Mouth the name of the lord who governs this gosh.

I can't help myself to do something about Ray first, and even if I wait for him to leave, he'll come back light, like this one.

Daridora wanted to clean up this matter on her own if she could, but she had no choice but to rely on someone more powerful than she had no means to manage it on her own.

Though knowing that person is not necessarily someone you can count on.