Legend

Ray smiles as he looks at Tris.

The grin floated with the hood of a dragon robe was vicious enough to give the beholder an ominous hunch.

It's Tris being dispatched by the Spiel Chamber of Commerce that's turning that grin on him.

Amazingly, there's nothing disturbing about seeing Ray grin, and on the contrary, where he even returns a grin?

Most importantly, standing in front of Ray now isn't that easy for Tris either. There was a lot of sweat on my forehead.

"Rare material, brought to Pamidor's shop?... Interesting story, can I ask where you purchased that information from?

"… No, unfortunately, you can't imitate that you divulge information to others."

Though overwhelmed by Ray's signs, Tris manages to return that word.

Vihera, who was watching how Tris was doing away from home, gives an impressive look.

Naturally. Vihera had more than enough understanding of how much pressure Ray would unleash, it was with Ray in action, and most importantly, she had experience fighting Ray.

"Hmm? Is that the secret you want to keep from buying my misfortune?

"Yes, because it is against the merchant's benevolence"

"... I see"

It was Ray who was staring at Tris, but eventually the pressure emanating from that body weakens.

I thought Tris would never open his mouth no matter what he said any more, and most importantly, because I could almost imagine where the information came from.

In the first place, three and one of Ray and Vihera, Büne and Seto came to Pamidor's store today because Büne said the patterned part was too thick yesterday when Pamidor brought it in the backyard of the wheat pavilion at dusk.

And before Pamidor arrived, Ray and Buune were in combat training, and there were a number of people watching it from the wheat pavilion at dusk.

Ray decided that there was probably someone in charge of Tris' information network.

Nothing. I didn't even hide it especially then, so it wasn't hard to see the dagger with its eyes.

... Yes, having a white blade, such a dagger as you wouldn't normally think.

"Apparently, I've stuck my neck in the extra"

Tris shrugs so relieved because the pressure felt from Ray has decreased.

I could never tell you where the information came from, but that's why it helped that Ray would do nothing more to himself.

In the first place, Tris came to Pamidor's store like this today because he didn't know what the material for the dagger he had yesterday was.

If it's unknown material, wouldn't it be a big business? And I thought,

... I never thought the material was silver lion material.

It wasn't weird to think there at the time Ray was involved, but unfortunately Tris was only asked if a person named Pamidor had unknown material.

There was no Ray's name in there.

Considering the area, there are a few things I think about the person who brought the information to me, but it is nevertheless significant that I got the information that a silver lion material can do a white blade.

What kind of weapon can be used with Silver Lion material is completely unknown information.

Some of you will notice that if you are a good man, than some of you will see that Pamidor gave the unknown weapon he brought to Ray... to be exact, to Ray's fellow Büne.

Still, it was an unmistakable fact that there were a small number of people who knew that information.

"Right, oddly enough, if you stick your neck in it, you're gonna get hurt, okay?

Ray also tells me that he somehow guessed the circumstances of Tris, in a tone slightly softer than earlier.

"Yeah, but if you're going to wholesale a weapon somewhere made of silver lion material, I'd love to meet you."

Ray nods at Tris as his usual eyes tell him with a grin he's not laughing.

"If I get that chance, but..."

Now Ray was unwilling to give me anything else using silver lion material, but that's not always the case.

There was basically no trouble with the gold, Ray, but still there's plenty of potential for that to happen to some kind of clap.

In that case, I somehow thought I might rely on Tris in front of me.

Of course Tris is not a completely trustworthy opponent, as you can see from looking at how his eyes aren't laughing.

The same would also apply to the Spiel Chamber of Commerce, where Tris belongs.

But... as far as coming to Pamidor's store like this, it was an unmistakable fact that he was a competent person.

Not to mention, Tris knows Ray's reputation and character.

If you're trying to fool me, you don't have to think about what kind of disaster will strike you or the Spiel Chamber of Commerce.

Just knowing that, it was Ray's decision that Tris as a merchant could be trusted even if he could not be trusted.

I guess Tris also knows what he thinks of Ray. I bow my head without asking myself to sell any more Silver Lion material or the weapon that Pamidor struck me with using Silver Lion material.

"Now, if you'll excuse me around here.... Oh, Mr. Pamidor. I don't think you can call the weapon Mr. Pamidor struck a sufficiently first-class product, even if it is not made from silver lion material. So now I'll drop by with your purchase."

"... hey, do what you want"

To Tris' words, Pamidor tells only that in an unpleasant way.

I guess Tris, who found out the dagger in question was made of silver lions, reviewed it somewhat with a light pull. It seemed slightly unpleasant, but it still didn't mean no questions asked.

For Pamidor, it would be the greatest concession.

You understand that, as usual, Tris, whose eyes didn't laugh, bows his head small and leaves the store.

(Your eyes aren't laughing even at times like this?... Could it simply be that habit or something that Tris' eyes aren't laughing at?... No way)

Ray, who dropped Tris off, somehow thinks about it and once again opens his mouth to make sure that we're the only ones in Pamidor's shop.

"That was a disaster."

"Oh. Damn, I don't like guys like that because they're persistent.... Well, still, I seem to have known the least bit of courtesy, so it's still fine."

The look of Pamidor, who sighed slightly uncomfortably, made him look even more vicious than usual and seemed to Ray that it would not be strange to scream if anyone who knew nothing encountered him all over the city at night.

I know you haven't read Ray's thoughts like that, but Pamidor speaks for Bühne.

"I'll get you a quick adjusted dagger, just give me a minute"

"Mmm."

For Bühne, I reply briefly, as usual, whether Pamidor's ferocious face is not something that I care about in particular either.

Was it unusual for Beaune not to be scared of his own face, Pamidor disappeared looking grumpy a few seconds ago and smiled small, he headed to the back of the store...... blacksmith.

"You said Pamidor, didn't you? I've hardly ever spoken to you, but you're a very distinctive person."

Dropping off Pamidor heading for the blacksmith, Vihera whines small.

"Yeah? Ning Ro, I was more surprised that Vihella had spoken to Pamidor. You don't have any contacts, do you?

"Oh, there is, isn't there? Look, there was a party we did a while ago, right? We all ate the meat of the silver lion. That's where I got a chance to talk to him a little bit."

"Oh, that time"

It's not strange that Vihera and Pamidor are talking just to the party that many guests came and had.

I was convinced Ray that way, but I'm curious about what topic Vihera and Pamidor talked about.

In the wind of battle and blacksmith, we have a mutual interest… or a hobby, but still didn't seem to Ray that the two conversations would play.

Though I had the idea that instead of playing the conversation, I wouldn't be scared of Vihera looking at Pamidor's face.

"Ooh, you kept me waiting. This is it, this"

Sounds interesting, I'm just a little scared to ask, it was Ray trying to hear what topic we talked about, but before that, Pamidor comes to me with a dagger from the blacksmith.

The dagger Pamidor has doesn't look so different from what I saw yesterday as far as I can see from the side.

But I guess that's natural, too. Because the thickness of the pattern was originally the only problem for the child Büne, and the length of the blade is not different from yesterday's.

Büne takes the dagger he's been given and pulls it out of his sheath silently.

What emerged from it was a pure white blade like fresh snow, which I also saw yesterday but which is bright white...

(That's more of a work of art than a weapon)

If they are noblemen and merchants with no eyes for beautiful objects, that would not be strange to try to buy them with any amount of gold, pure white blades.

the beauty of that blade blinded me, the next thing Ray thought was still the length of that blade

(Longer than a dagger, shorter than a long sword.... a medium sword? Middle Sword? No, a little more dagger than that... flanking or something, about that long?

Ray thought so while looking at the pure white blade, but he doesn't actually know in detail how long it is to be flanked.

When I was only in Japan, I saw it several times. It was from an impression in a epoch.

"Look, shake it a little. If this doesn't seem to be a problem, it will be done."

"Mmm."

Buune, prompted by Pamidor, waves that blade as he moves a little further away… to a place where he can't hit people by waving a pure white dagger.

A sharp sound that slashes and rips the air.

Ray's... not to mention the sounds that other high-ranking adventurers make when waving their weapons, but still not the sounds that they could make in the previous Bühne.

Since the decision was made to party in the spring, I guess the results of the combat training that Bühne has been conducting.

Keep swinging the dagger, poking it, and doing it several times... eventually minutes go by.

"Mmm."

Biune, who was waving the dagger, stopped the movement and nodded to Pamidor as he was satisfied.

It was usually Bühne's word that needed an interpreter for Vihella, but now I know what that means without saying anything.

"Well, have you been satisfied"

Even on Pamidor's face, there's a grin.

... Even that is a laugh to be hailed as vicious, but Büne bows her head small without the appearance of being afraid of such pamidoles.

"Mmm."

I didn't put it in words, but still, it was understandable to everyone watching that Büne expressed his utmost gratitude to Pamidor.

"Well, more than happy.... Well, if it's true, I was going to make it for Ray."

It must have been illuminating to be appreciated by someone like Beaune who deserved to call her a beautiful girl, even if she was faceless. Pamidor blushes his thin cheeks and misses his gaze.

"Biune's reinforcement was the biggest concern in organizing the party. Let me thank you too."

"Of course I thank you too."

Two people, Ray and Vihera, also say thank you, and Pamidor's face turns red not just on her cheeks, but even on her ears and neck muscles.

Pamidor and Ray have been dating for quite a while.

So I know exactly what Ray's personality is, and that's why I'm glad to be able to say thank you from Ray's mouth, but I guess it was embarrassing.

Also, even if you love your wife, Pamidor is a man.

There's no reason I'm not happy that a beauty like Vihera said thank you.

(of a man... is that also the tundelle of a bandit's big affinity man, in demand? No, well, I guess I could marry Pamidor because I do)

Watching Pamidor like that, Ray thinks about it.

If Pamidor knew what Ray was thinking right now, he would probably... no, it would definitely have been a brawl on this occasion.

"Mmm."

As if breaking such equilibrium, Büne offers a small cloth bag to Pamidor.

"Am I? What?

From the embarrassment of being seen blushing, Pamidor receives the cloth bag he was given to hang out and peeks inside.

Then there were a number of coins inside.

If you count the number of silver coins that did not contain gold or white gold coins, but are still dispersed in many copper coins, you will exceed ten.

I mean, it was essentially the same thing that contained gold coins.

"Whoa, what are you going to do?

"Mmm."

"At least thank you..."

To Vihella's interpreter, Pamidor was a little troubled...... eventually decided that was Bühne's sincerity. I took it very seriously.