Legend
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The day after he was told he needed to talk about the nomination request, Ray was coming with Seto to the front of Viscount Marnino's mansion in the aristocratic district.
The mansion is quite large, but naturally inferior to noble mansions like the Duke's.
I don't know how many mansions are title-worthy in Ray, but I could still understand that they were not comparable to the homes of ordinary people present on Gilm's Boulevard.
Only such a mansion gate naturally stands a gatekeeper. The number is two.
Those gatekeepers get nervous for a moment when they see someone approaching them, but they immediately release that nervousness.
Because I understood that Ray and Seto were the ones approaching me.
... If it's normal, you can't recognize someone who's approaching you right away.
But in Ray's case, there's more to it than the presence of Seto, and I can immediately understand who that is.
These guards, too, live in the Guild. Naturally, I knew what Ray and Seto looked like, and I knew they were high-ranking adventurers with aliases.
And I don't need to be any more nervous than I heard from my boss about Ray and Seto asking me today.
"I've been called by Viscount Marnino,"
"Yes, I am asking. Please wait a little longer as I will soon call the one above you."
For a knight to point at an adventurer, a polite tone.
I guess this is also because Ray is a high-ranking adventurer with an alias.
... although I've heard stories about the gatekeepers discretionarily pushing back what Ray had asked before, and as a result, he was severely scolded by those above him, so it may be a natural response.
Anyway, seeing one of the gatekeepers go inside the mansion, Ray decides to gather information about a person named Viscount Marnino.
For once, Kenny told me yesterday what Viscount Marnino was like, but he would still be the surest and quickest person to hear from directly serving him.
"Viscount Marnino, he's not usually in the Guild... but why bother here? As you know, Gilm had a lot going on until a while ago."
"It's about Ambris, isn't it? I know the area because I live in Gilm too.... but unfortunately I also don't know why Viscount Marnino came to Gilm. This mansion is also where its relatives live, not Viscount Marnino."
"I see, is it like a villa"
Building a villa in the peripheral Guild is close to adventure in many ways.
Either way, it is correct that this mansion was built to communicate with Dusker, the central figure of the neutrals…
That's where the lord of the Viscount Marnino family came in, so for those who work in this mansion, it would be talking about water in their sleeping ears.
(From what I've heard, I was talking about a typical aristocrat who doesn't have a big bad reputation but has a small bad reputation, that doesn't make him a poison or a drug... as far as this gatekeeper's attitude goes, isn't he that bad of a person?
That's what I thought, Ray, but somehow dismiss that opinion while stroking Seto with a handheld bump.
From what I've heard, this gatekeeper is the person who lives in the Guild.
If so, naturally I know more about what Ray is like than the others, and I wouldn't imitate selling fights against Ray like that.
When Ray first came to the Guild a few years ago, he had quite a few opponents selling fights... luckily, Ray has become quite famous in the Guild now.
There's basically no one to imitate selling fights against Ray like that.
... basically because some of them are Mogri figures.
In fact, Azimov didn't know about Ray when we first met.
Nor is it uncommon for an adventurer who has just come to Gilm to be involved if he finds Ray, who doesn't have Seto, to judge his opponent by his appearance alone.
In the end, they will regret it.
"Viscount Marnino, I've never met... can I ask you what personality it is?
"Um, right. I'm not a bad person. You can call us the gatekeepers."
"Hmmm......"
You are employed by the Viscount Marnino family, so naturally you will not be able to criticize your employer.
Though I think so, there is no color of disgust in the gatekeeper's words.
It means they're usually the kind of people who aren't in the Guild, and I guess they don't know exactly what their employers are yet.
That's why Ray's sentiment was that he's mouthing words that aren't obvious......
Having a conversation with the gatekeeper that way, a few minutes. Eventually the gatekeeper who went to the mansion earlier returns.
It was Ray's expectation that the old man would be with the gatekeeper, but perhaps the person would be a butler or something.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, I am deacon at Viscount Marnino's house, my name is Jonathan. Quick, but the Lord is waiting for you. Would you like to come with me?
Apparently, the person who named him Jonathan was still a butler as Ray expected.
I nod back, feeling just a little satisfied with what I was expecting.
(You're a butler, but you don't have Sebastian.... I had a butler with a similar name before)
He dives the gate thinking that way and enters the mansion.
Naturally, Seto cannot enter the mansion, so one of the gatekeepers leads him to the stables.
Seto seemed unfortunate that he couldn't be with Ray either, but still follows him to the gatekeeper with great care.
From previous experience, you can eat something delicious if you go to the stables. Maybe that's what you're judging.
That is not by any means a baseless idea, but because the fact is that from those who go on Seto has been smelling stir-fried meat that stimulates their appetite.
This is due to the fact that some of the maids who work for this mansion were Seto enthusiasts.
... one of the maids asked one of the young cooks to cook for Ceto with a grin... I couldn't say no to a cook secretly fond of that maid.
It's not even such a colour trick, but the dishes prepared by the maid arrangements are available in the stables, and naturally the maids are waiting in the stables, and they will love the sight of Seto eating the dishes exclusively on their own.
"Well, here's my husband waiting for you"
Ray was in front of the room where Jonathan guided him when Seto was loved by maids while eating food at the stables.
"Excuse me, sir. I've brought Lord Ray."
"Um, come in."
Jonathan opens the door to the voice he heard from inside.
When Ray entered through that open door, it was a middle-bodied man who felt like he was waiting for such a ray in his late twenties to early thirties.
(Young man)
Putting his age aside, Ray looks and thinks at the man who was looking at some paperwork at the desk at the end of his gaze.
In fact, the person in front of me was still of such age that I could describe him as a young man, much different from the person I imagine as the lord of the nobility.
It was also surprising to Ray that a young figure still prevailed in this way, although the Viscount was not so high among the noble titles.
Although some of the nobles Ray has seen before were younger.
(No, it's nothing. You weren't the one over there)
Past Ray's brain was the daughter of the same royalist nobleman as the one in front of him......
That unusual child of a word, then, is still a girl compared to Ray...... no, he had acknowledged his duty as a nobleman, even though he was old enough to be called a toddler.
"Well, is your lord Ray?... a lot smaller."
Ray was a little frustrated with the word, but I fully understand that my back length is small.
More than I've been told many times before, I give up and open my mouth as I lower the hood of my dragon robe.
"This is Ray the Rank B Adventurer. I heard you had a nomination request."
Pickle, and.
The man, who moved his eyebrows for a moment to use Ray's words, opens his mouth without putting on the table any more unpleasant attitudes.
"It's Linus Marnino. Sit down first. I'll tell you more about it."
Viscount Marnino...... Ray nodded at Linus' words and lowered his back to the couch that was in the room.
Then the maid enters the room with tea as if she had anticipated the timing.
Many of the maids loved Seto, but some of them had their own work and couldn't love Seto.
This maid was also one of those unfortunate maids, which was quite unfortunate on the inside.
But it must have been lucky for the maid to see Ray up close, who uses Seto as her obedience.
I also like to love someone like Seto, but I was able to see Ray's face up close, which is regarded as a female face.
Basically, the regular Ray wears a dragon robe hood and rarely exposes his face to the public.
I'm not doing that for any reason, it's simply because it's a convenient feature that can also be called a simple air conditioning on a dragon robe.
Either way, the maid, struck by unexpected luck, walks out of the room with a scream of cackle and joy in her heart.
All that remained was Ray and Linus, and a few knights who would be Linus' escorts and Jonathan the Deacon.
Leaving an escort would naturally mean dealing with Ray.
It was Ray with his name roaring, but in the end, it doesn't change that he's an adventurer.
If so, it was only natural to have an escort for when something happened.
"Well, let's apologize for calling in like this first. There's a lot going on here, and you can't go to the guild in the middle of nowhere."
"... that's okay. So, what do you want me to do?
"Well, wait."
Linus raises his hand to stop Ray from trying to get down to business quickly.
Ray also nods and shuts up without defying Linus' words, more than he is in a particular hurry.
"The first thing I want to hear is that Ray hears stories about confidence about the fight... but no, don't you need to hear any more about that area? Was that Ambris? Apparently, it worked on the matter. There's been a war with the Bestian Empire."
In the kingdom of Mireana, Ray's name would surely have been heard if he had not been too interested in rumours or had not gone outside.
Nobility in particular should not seem to be neglected by information.
Not to mention that if you are a royalist nobleman, you will get more than some information even if you keep quiet.
There is no way that Linus knows how much combat power is a remarkable ability among the lay.
"It's also great in that I'm using Griffon as an obedient demon.... I honestly feel like you should serve my house. What do you say? I need to talk to you about the reward."
I'm inviting you like a joke, but what's in Linus's eyes is a real color.
If Ray nodded in half the joke here, he'd start that process soon enough... to the extent that makes him think so.
That's why Ray immediately shakes his head to the side.
"I'm afraid I'm not going to serve anyone now. I have a lot to do."
Nothing. Even during normal times, Ray wouldn't have imitated anything like serving someone.
Not to mention, now we're looking for the means to regain Vihera's consciousness.
I intend to imitate it in the service of nobility, without fine dust.
(Could it have been my scout asking for a nomination? Then, unfortunately, you missed expectations.... for me and beyond)
That's what he thinks, Ray loses interest in the nomination request itself and opens his mouth.
"That's why I'm around here..."
"Wait. Wait. You haven't heard the story yet, have you?
You perceived Ray trying to go home, Linus rushes to forgive you.
It was Ray who tried to get up, but he lowered back to the couch again to see how Linus was doing.
Seeing Ray like that, Linus sighs small.
He couldn't help it, and Ray was feeling just a little uninteresting in the way he was saying.
"Then it's time for me to ask you about the nomination request."
"... fine. But I'll tell you what, when I hear what this request is about, I can't say no. Just so you know it."
"Wait."
To Linus' words, Ray immediately returns those words.
Words as usual, back to back that I've been worried about politely speaking.
I can't say no if I ask. Because I didn't mean to take such a request.
"I don't even know what the request is, but if I ask that, I have to take it without question?
"That's right. Think of it as an important request."
"Right."
I guess you thought you heard Ray and convinced yourself of his words.
Linus nodded contentedly, opening his mouth...
"I'm afraid we didn't have to talk about this one. Let's have it. I'm not taking requests."
He opened his eyes wide to the words that came out of Ray's mouth.