Legend

With the heat characteristic of the desert and the sun to be hailed as the scorching sun illuminating intense sunlight to the ground, Ray was still waving Death Size and Dusk spears today in the garden of Augusto's house under the name….

I practice two-spear flow, but still, it doesn't mean I'll be able to use two sickles and a spear at the same time soon.

A dusk spear strike overlaps the range of blows that wield the death size, hitting it in the air.

"Slightly."

The impact coming from both hands stops the movement.

When he sighed small and turned his gaze upwards, there he made a strong self-assertion as to whether the sun was still this.

Check the position of that sun and retrieve the clock in the misting.

"Is it already after ten o'clock? You've been pretty focused."

I started practicing here after I had breakfast and took a break, so around 8am.

For example, I would have been practicing two-spear flow for nearly two hours now.

I feel little thanks to the dragon robe when it comes to the intense heat characteristic of the desert. But still, if you move your body, it was natural that you would be thirsty.

When the clock is stored in mystering, it is replaced with a dagger and cup of running water that is removed and the throat is moistened with cold water, which should also be called celestial sweetening.

"Grrrrrrrr? Grrrrrrrr!

Seto, who slept a little further away, gave it to himself! and honking his throat.

Because Ray started training near the stables, naturally Seto was near it.

I was most unwilling to interrupt Ray, so I laid back and slept, as usual.

While doing so, he was also exploring whether there were any suspicious signs around him.

There was someone watching us the day before, and maybe there's something more we can do. I guess that thought was in Ceto as well.

The heat of the desert is not bitter at all for Ceto the Griffon.

Whether it was normal or a Gosh resident or a temperature that flaunted his face unintentionally due to the heat, he was able to move around regardless of anything at all for Ray, who was wearing a griffon, Seto, and a dragon robe.

"All right, all right.... See, this makes Seto easy to drink too"

When he sheds his magic and water on the running water dagger, Seto delights in drinking the water.

Of course cups are hard to drink ceto even if you store water in a plate.

It's not that I can't drink it, but it was still easier for Seto to drink it now that I left the water running.

Drinking water as it is and taking a breath, Ray prepares to go out.

I could have had breakfast and then headed straight to the guild, but it was only morning and the guild was out of time because of the thought that it might be crowded.

There will be a majority less people in the Guild, roughly after 8: 00 a.m., but partly because Gosh didn't know if that was the same.

So I missed my time just in case...

(Oh, could someone have taken it on by the end of the day if I had included a request to dismantle Sandrizzardman in the morning?

Though I think so, I have already obtained two demonic stones - although I have not absorbed them - so there was also a decision that there was no particular rush.

"Ma, what can it be around there?... Bye, Seto. Time to go?

"Gru!"

Enough of the water Seto was flowing from his running water dagger in Ray's words, and he sounded joyfully.

"Hmm, I knew there weren't a lot of people during the day. It's only in the morning, so it seems like it would be nice to have a few more people."

Ray whines as he walks around the city of Gosh.

It's not like there's never going to be a person in that city.

But compared to the morning and evening, it was still true that there were less.

"It's this heat. I don't know how you feel about not wanting to go out much, but I don't."

The sun, ahead of which the gaze is directed, is as intensely self-asserting as ever.

The sunshine may be somewhat softer if it is also a cloud, but there was no such thing as a cloud in the raw hate and in the sky today, only a bright blue sky spread.

You may be able to rejoice in saying that it is a summer blue sky while frowning at some heat if you are also in the Guild, but in this gosh in the middle of the desert, there is basically no such thing as rejoicing in a cloudless sun.

Even if there are not many people, those who run stalls and shops are sometimes in the shade and are commercially enthusiastic to bring people in.

Some of them were supposed to be hit by both the heat of the sun and the heat used to cook, but Ray goes down the street softly off the street from the owner of such a stall.

"Do you want to eat something?

What drifts is an irritating aroma that stimulates your appetite.

Seto throats delightfully at Ray, who groans looking at the source of that smell, which seems to be using plenty of spices.

I had plenty of dishes with Sandrizzardman's meat for breakfast, but it's been about three hours since then.

Sometimes during that time he was moving around as a two-spear flow practice, and Ray's belly was self-asserting to demand food.

"Well, first... in that stall over there"

Let's. That's what I tried to say, Ray, but one carriage stops trying to block between the stall I tried to go to and myself.

I thought the carriage was in the way, Ray, but there was also the thought that I couldn't help but stop the carriage beyond what I was in the aisle, trying to avoid the carriage and head to the stall. But one human emerges from the carriage.

"Excuse me, is it Lord Ray the Adventurer?

It was someone who had the odd impression that he could be said to be an old man but not an old man.

First, the appearance is in the sixties and seventies, and the hair is crossed with gray hair.

That's all I could describe as an old man, but the light in my eyes was different.

The strong will and the vigorous impression emanating from the whole body do not deserve to be called an old man from anywhere.

(Heh, you're where you are)

When he realizes the old man in front of him has that much strength, Ray nods back with a small grin.

"Oh, I'm definitely Ray. What about you?"

The old man salutes Ray's inquiry.

"Excuse me. I serve the Earl of Salmas, who reigns over this Gosh, called Mebastian."

It's a shame. Ray unwittingly whines inside when he hears the name.

When it came to deacons, the name Sebastian was very popular, but it was also unexpected that it was a single letter different.

(No, well, it's not like I have to be Sebastian because I'm a butler.)

Mebastian in front of me didn't say deacon. I just said I'd serve.

Still, he was dressed neatly, and the way he showed his attitude was enough to make Ray think he was a butler.

"... so what can I do with that Mebastian? This is where I'm going to go to the guild."

"Actually, my Lord, Lord Lewbrand, would like to meet Lord Ray."

Count Salmus' name is known to Ray from Ougust as well.

A nobleman who governs this gosh, as Mebastian said earlier, and who is connected to Daridora.

And while I'm here, I'm not laying any pressure on Gosh residents.... That's not why I'm laying down good governance.

He is a person who is neither possible nor impossible, and I hear from the inhabitants of Gosh that from time to time his existence is even forgotten.

(Well, on the whole, I guess I'm going to be a good nobleman... and there's a bunch of other terrible nobles and stuff)

That's what I really think, considering the many aristocrats I've actually seen. If you were as noble as this, you would be among the good, he said.

"What do you think? I would definitely like you to meet Mr. Lewbrand..."

Ray turns his gaze toward those with stalls as he thinks about what to do to Mebastian's words as he asks to prompt him to answer.

I want to eat meat sold in that stall that stimulates my appetite just by smell. That's why I thought so.

Mebastian, following Ray's gaze like that, immediately turns his thoughts around and opens his mouth.

"Well, if you could come to the Lords' Hall, I would prepare enough meals for Lord Ray and your Griffon, and a little early, if I could invite you to lunch."

"Gru?"

To Mebastian's words, Seto twists his neck as he rattles his throat.

This would be the first time you've seen Griffon, Mebastian wasn't showing any upset.

Do you think the deacon thing upset doesn't appear on the table... or is it simply that Mebastian's liver is thick?

I didn't know why, but still Ray makes a good impression on Mebastian, who doesn't look at Seto and get scared.

"Okay, then let me interrupt. All right, Seto."

"Gru!"

Seto sounds his throat gladly at Ray's words.

If you can have a delicious treat, you're welcome! Something like that.

"So can Lord Ray ask the carriage? Your Griffon is not allowed in the carriage, so go with the carriage..."

I'd like you to come. That's what I tried to say, Mebastian, but I notice the horse with the carriage scared.

(That being said, you're a horse, not a camel.... because of the lord)

I am slightly surprised that it is not the camels but the horses who are holding the carriage, and at the same time understand why Mebastian clouded the words.

Because the horse at the end of his gaze doesn't move at all.

That horse, whose movements did not exist to such an extent that it might have stopped even in time, seemed to decide that if it moved, it would be killed.

The frightened subject, naturally, is the Ceto of Griffon.

(Is that the usual?)

I'm so convinced, Ray.

Animals frightened by Seto have been seen many times before.

Ray opens his mouth as he strokes Seto's head, who is frightened and sorry.

"As you can see, there's no way we're going to separate Seto, and me and Seto are going away from the carriage."

"No, but..."

It is not acceptable for Mebastian to move the guests he picks up himself to come to the Lords' Hall.

That's why there was also no option here to force only Ceto to act away from the carriage.

If you're going to the Lords' Hall under such circumstances, the only way Ray is to travel with Seto.

"I'm sorry, but if you can't act with Seto, let me prioritize our business... do you mind?

"... ok. You have to."

If the story were any longer, Ray would never really come to the Lords' Hall.

Having so decided, Mebastian decides to admit what Ray says, albeit inadmissible.

"Okay, I'll go ahead in the carriage, then follow me"

"Okay. Then ask for guidance.... Seto, that's why we're going to the Lords' Hall. Just follow me behind that carriage."

"Gru."

Seto rings his throat briefly at Ray's words.

I guess the only reason I felt a little less energetic was because the horse was still scared.

"Well, let me show you the way."

After a deep salute, Mebastian enters the carriage when he tells his lord a word or two or something.

The carriage, which was supposed to carry Ray in addition to Mebastian, eventually goes down the street with only one Mebastian on board.

You can tell from the tattoo on the body of the car that it is the carriage of the Earl of Salmus. Those around them notice it as soon as the carriage tries to pass, clearing the way.

Sometimes the sun is out, and I guess it affects how few people are on the road. Go down the road without any particular trouble.

Among them, Ray and Seto catch the eye of stalls selling food like bread and skewers, with things like stores selling weapons and protective equipment and tool shops selling potions.

(You don't have a store selling magic items)

Ray whines as he looks around him.

There are quite a few stores selling magic items that I usually use, like sparks, but I don't see any stores selling magic items like the ones Ray collects.

(There is such a thing as a sandship, so naturally I thought the magic items were actively traded... oh, but did the sandship outsource to Ozos?)

I was looking forward to the desert-specific magic items Ray, but unfortunately proceeded to wonder if there would be any magic item stores on the boulevard at all.

(Well, maybe I just can't find it)

Magic items are expensive, and it's not strange that people are sneaking out of the store.

When I think of it that way, I gradually notice some grass and trees growing on both ends of the road.

It must be a sign that we are getting closer to the oasis.

And... eventually the big hall came into Ray's eyes.