Legend

"Oops!

With such a voice, the scaled skin of Sandrizzardman is stripped.

Sometimes scaled, the skin of a sandrizzard man can be sold for some price.

I wasn't having trouble with the gold, Ray, but I still didn't bother to throw away the money I could get, and I was skinning Sandrizzard Man because it also meant studying stripping.

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

Seeing Sandrizzardman's meat after the smell of flowing blood and peeling skin, Seto rings out when he's hungry.

He said he had just eaten a block of oak meat earlier, but that has nothing to do with Seto watching the stripping scene.

(Normally the scene of stripping makes me almost throw up when I'm unfamiliar with him)

Ray remembers the sight he saw several times before as he advanced the knife between the skin and the meat.

If you are a person who grew up in a place like rural, many people are used to it even before the bodies of monsters to some extent because it is not uncommon to dismantle livestock.

But when those who grew up in cities became adventurers, the dismantling of monsters was a big shock.

(I guess I don't have a sense of reality or anything.... Speaking of which, even in Japan, I remember hearing you say something about a fish believing they were swimming with fillets)

Ray remembers when he was in Japan, but felt Sandrizzard Man's skin cut off excessively at that moment, and he rushes to concentrate on you.

"It's hard, I knew it. Especially if it's human."

A monster is a lot of things that look so diverse.

Some of them look like animals themselves, such as pigs and horses, but it's never uncommon for them to look like they've seen more than that.

Sandrizzardman, which Ray is stripping right now, would be one of them. He looks roughly like a human being, but he is odd in many ways, with scales and his face being reptiles themselves.

Most importantly, if it's a human-type monster, it's not the first time Ray's had an oak.

For this reason, while struggling somewhat, we continue to dismantle one after the other.

Water is essential to dismantle the monster and strip the material.

Water is also important in the sense of washing blood and fat and removing odors. … some fierce men do something with desert sand.

In that sense, in this gosh it is largely decided where to dismantle, but in Ray's case there is a dagger of running water that produces water.

Ray, who has no water problems, is why he was carrying out the demolition on the premises of Augusto's mansion.

Peel the skin, treat the guts, cut the meat...... and finish dismantling the two Sandrizzard men in less than two hours.

"I knew it would be the hardest time to skin."

"Grrrrrrrr"

I nod to Ray's words as Seto, who had fallen asleep a little further away, agrees.

At first it was Seto, who was watching the sight of Ray's demolition, but even if it was nearly two hours away, he was tired of watching it in silence, thus falling asleep on Ray's side.

Still would be happy to be on Ray's side. Seto sounds quite upbeat.

"... Here, take this and eat it"

Handing Sandrizzardman's right arm to Seto, he stood up and began poking with a couché, happily honking his throat.

Thinking it looks like a griffon when he sees it like that, Ray stores other areas and skins into the mistering.

Of course, the tip of the tail that serves as the crusade proof site is cut before demolition.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr"

While looking at Seto, who is happily pecking at the flesh of Sandrizzardman's arms, Ray washes away the dirt of the demonic stone, which in a sense is the star, with a dagger of running water, rather than the final finish......

"Now, can we dismantle it for now?"

There are still nearly ten other Sandrizzard men out there, but now I'm not going to do more than two demolitions in front of Ray.

I don't need the flow of dismantling and stripping if I just get purely demonic stones.

Because that's what you have to do to slash and tear the chest of Sandrizzardman's body and take the demon stone from it.

I guess I didn't imitate that because I was still practicing the act of dismantling and stripping.

Years have already passed since Ray came to this Elgin, but Ray was still not good at those acts.

"Can you do better if your hands are clever?... Well, okay. If you keep going like this, you'll get used to it one of these days.... Seto"

"Gru?"

I was on my way to eat Sandrizzardman's meat, but Seto responds honestly to Ray's voice.

What's the matter with you? Seeing Ray with circular eyes is a very adorable figure, but what a subtle feeling it feels to see pieces of blood and meat around the couch.

(I should've drained enough blood)

Ray wipes Seto's couch while he wonders if he should have done a little more blood draining.

Was that pleasant, Seto began to rub his face against Ray with a delightful throat.

Let's play, and Ray opens his mouth as he strokes Seto rubbing his face when he gets ready.

"Seto, is there anyone around you watching what's going on over here?

"Grrrrrr?...... Grrrrrrrr!

To Ray's words, Seto looks around sharply.

It's not just the five senses of hearing, sight, smell, but also the ability to feel magic to look around...... eventually, stop picking and moving.

"Grrrrrrrr!"

Not cheerful ringing, as usual, but sharp ringing.

Ray, who has a deep relationship with Seto, quickly understood what that meant.

Still don't imitate hurriedly looking around, stroking Seto to explore the signs around him.

Then, not more than a few seconds later, we find signs of lurking a little further away.

With Ray and Seto is a mansion on the edge among the gosh, and naturally there are fewer people around than near the center.

There's nothing more to blame than having people outside Augusto's premises than being in that situation.

Gunter is a gatekeeper, but Gunter is not that smart.

Of course you're smart enough to think of it as a gatekeeper, but it would be impossible for most people to feel who is on this large property... or, on the contrary, who is outside the premises.

(Are you exploring over here knowing that too? In the first place, if you're in Augusto's mansion, there's no reason to blame you for anything more than being off the property.)

Capturing those who are now stealing a look at themselves in this state does not make it any sin.

I guess that's only natural because I'm only in a place where it's private property or nothing.

(Then do you absorb demon stones in the stables?... No, I can't deny the possibility of watching this one by any means I don't know,)

Ray doesn't know that there are magic items that allow him to see through the walls and peek inside, or by any means take a peek at distant places.

But if that's what you're saying, Ray didn't even know about the magic item Sandship until he came to Solrain.

And Daridora of the Elamaic Chamber of Commerce, who is at odds with Augusto, where Ray is being looked after, is getting bored with the money and gathering high-ranking adventurers from the surrounding cities and countries.

The sandship Ray took from the Sandburglar was also originally owned by Daridora.

Given that, it's not strange to have a magic item that steals a look at them.

(Well, if you really have a magic item that gives you a peek at me from afar, you wouldn't have to lurk near me like this or anything.... No, is there a smaller range of effects for magic items?

Magic items are many unexpected substitutes for Ray in many ways.

The substitutes Ray wears like mysteries and dragon robes, Death Size and Slapenil shoes have the ability to be out of common sense, so it wasn't surprising that Ray had other magic items that he couldn't even imagine.

(Then, should I stop absorbing demon stones?... but when I first stayed at Augusto's mansion, there was no such thing as a lookout, so why only today? Daridora changed her mind about something?

While wondering, if you can't absorb demon stones, practice two-spear flow, or play with Seto... for a moment I was lost, but I couldn't beat Seto, who would play and play with me and turn a circle of eyes, and play with Seto for a while.

"What do you mean!

There is a yell in that room.

If anyone who knows the man hears the roar, most of them will be frightened.

It's Daridora at the head of the Elamaic Chamber of Commerce who's yelling, because most of the opponents have just the influence to do something about it if you mean it.

But...... the person now yelled at by Daridora was one of the few exceptions.

"Come in. Is that the first word you say? It's always polite. Shut up. It's a rarity for you."

The person in the room returns the words without being particularly surprised.

The outside temperatures are close to forty degrees, whereas in this room temperatures are kept below thirty degrees.

It's only because of the magic items for cooling, but it's also because the lord of this room... this person who just opened his mouth is the lord of Gosh.

A man in his forties or so in the middle of middle meat. There is no reason to be so careless as not to see your face, nor is it so neat as to be blindfolded.

There is no atmosphere that is emitting, nor is there a hegemony of being the lord of the aristocracy, but there was a normal person... who was difficult to impress.

Count Lewbrand Salmas, Lord of this Gosh and Head of the Count Salmas family.

Even though it is the earl family, the Sollain nation is a small country. I don't have the financial resources to buy magic items for cooling as easily as I should have, but it was a luxury that Lewbrand could do because of the presence of Daridora.

Reubrand, who was sitting at the clerk's desk looking at the paperwork, is smiling bitterly as he looks at Daridora, who you can say has been yelling at.

Do you see it as a relaxed attitude or does it look like you haven't thought about it? I guess that varies from person to person, but I guess Daridora's eyes had some reports that caused her to yell in here, and she didn't seem to think about it.

"Didn't I tell you I shouldn't be getting my hands on Ray so much! And yet why are you imitating it like you're watching!

"Hmm, you heard the story. But I am lord and noble of this gosh. Whether you're an adventurer with an alias, there's no way you can do something about me."

Lewbrand doesn't even look particularly anxious, and tells him so lightly.

It wasn't a vanity or anything, and it seemed like an adventurer seriously couldn't do something about himself... no, he totally believed there was no way he would.

"Ha... well, didn't I... tell you that? That man Ray, if he is a hostile opponent to himself, even the aristocrats will easily reach out."

"Well, I think the rumors are exaggerated. Because nobility is special. Ray and I both know that."

Daridora looks up into the heavens with a grand glorification of her neurotic face.

I couldn't think of anything else I could do.

Lewbrand truly believes that he, the nobleman, can't do anything about it.

If that were all, it would just look like an arrogant nobleman.

But we have ruled this gosh without a shortage, and we have not made any tyrannical imitations such as unscrupulous tax takings or forcibly taking women away.

Objectively speaking, he is undoubtedly a person to be classified as a good aristocrat.

That's why Daridora also pays a lot of money to Lewbrand and has been working with them to develop Gosh.

Still, this is how it exposes an unknown side of the world, whereby Daridora has also been pursued many times and then at the end of the day.... Yes, just like this one.

"Maybe the rumors are getting loud. But that's not necessarily the big deal. I wonder if I can ever deny the possibility that I've ever had a hand in a nobleman."

This is how Daridora rushed to push him under Lewbrand because his men reported it.

Said Count Salmus' palm seemed to be watching the Auguste Hall.

Knowing Ray's strength in rumors, and being told by his escort that he should never turn to his enemies, Daridora blued his face, naturally.

This is how he came to the Lords' Hall after ordering his men to keep an eye on the Auguste Hall, even if it was still unsavory.

But Lewbrand opens his mouth without ever understanding Daridora's struggles like that.

"Anything like Ray can follow Griffon? For once, I'd like to see Griffon up close too...... can't it?

Having heard the word, Daridora could only look up to heaven again.