Legend

Ray led Rank B Party Red Lotus Wings came to Slam Street.

It is immediately communicated as information among those in Slam Street.

Basically, I only circulate information to my allies, but nevertheless the information really gets through... the slum city itself was to be stunned.

In the meantime...... naturally, it also goes into the ears of Precious and his business partner Slain.

"... don't bother, Precious. You've brought in troublesome people."

Inside the room, it's so tidy that I don't think it's a slum town.

Everyone would shake their necks sideways if they were told that all the sofas and tables in the room were luxury items and that Slam Street deserved a substitute.

"What is it about?

Doesn't Precious know what Slain is talking about and if he knows?

That's what Precious asks, stroking his beard.

Slain snorts at how Precious he deserves to call it a fluke.

"You came here knowing you were being targeted, didn't you? I'm done with this request. If it involves us on top of that... you know what that means?

Slain's words, asking so, are quiet.

But the power there was intense because it was quiet.

At least Giffnan, who is on the spot as Precious' escort, is finally on the spot.

Also, Slain, Precious and Giffnan are not the only three people in this room.

The man who brought the information that the Rays came to Slam Street or... some are waiting as escorts for Slain.

Precious and, Giffnan. And there are other escorts besides Giffnan, but I'm pretty sure this is Slain's.

If you ask me if I can protect Precious against Slain, who is obviously stronger than me... that was a little, no, pretty hard part.

"Please calm down. In the first place, I want to have a long relationship with Mr. Slain, don't you think? Do you think I would imitate Mr. Slain like that?

If it comes down to battle, you definitely don't have a winning eye and you're sure to die.

Involving such a situation, Precious continues his words without showing how he has moved at all.

"What do you say? Doing that doesn't do me any good. If you dare to give me a reason... to sell Mr. Slain off to the Rays."

Moments, the concentration of killing air drifting in the room rises over time.

They said they'd sell off their leaders, so I guess that's natural.

But Precious, who is poised to kill, is flat without looking particularly concerned.

I was unfamiliar with the rough stuff, but there's no way I wouldn't feel it if I could still kill myself.

Giffnan and other escorts will be ready to move as soon as something happens to Precious... and Slain's companions who saw it will be equally ready to move at any time.

But the two Slain and Precious across the street don't look like their escorts or their men reacted to it even when they showed movement.

Seeing how such precious it is, the killing spirit released from Slain disappears a little bit.

"Then let me ask you something. Why bother...... did you come to this place now too? Given your situation right now, you didn't think that if you showed up dignified in the slums, you'd be calling Ray in?

"But in the first place, I think it was Mr. Slain who called me."

"Oh, right. But here's what I told you. Come discreetly, he said. Why do you have five escorts with you? Besides, I didn't do disguises, I came through Slam Street in grandeur. The information that you're here is totally spread, isn't it?

Yes, that's the biggest miscalculation for Slain.

Given Precious's position, I wouldn't tell him not to put an escort on it.

Still, I didn't expect you to do a grand, conspicuous imitation so far.

"Even if they say so. As you know, I am currently being targeted. We really need to be careful."

"So what about the disguise? Show me your face and walk, and he'll know you're Precious. Don't you think I should have at least covered my face with a hood?

"From a standpoint, I can't even imitate that. Excuse me."

I was precious to say that, but although I apologize in a tone that seems sorry to bow my head, I have no feelings of apology in my eyes.

Slain also understood that this case was not obviously an inadvertent thing to do.

To be honest, it's not funny as Slain...... that was the status quo that was so uninteresting, but I also understood that it still doesn't taste good to deal with Precious here and now.

"Hmm, well, fine. I owe you one thing. I'll make sure you return it later."

"Yes, of course."

Slain has some doubts about Precious's condition, which he admitted was a light loan.

I've done business with many merchants before.

Experience from it was that I understood that merchants were very reluctant to lend.

This is a clear deal… if that is in the form of paying money as a sign of apology or transferring supplies, starting with food, then it is often easy to respond.

Naturally, there are limits to that, too.

But lending without a specific form is probably a very alarming thing for merchants.

In that you don't know what is required because you don't have a shape.

... Most likely, it's only a person in the back society like Slain, so they're wary of that, and if it's a normal deal, they're not wary of that much.

If we inquire any further here, Precious will not be upset.

Having so decided, Slain breathes a small sigh and then bases his story on… mouths the content that originally invoked Precious.

"Well, fine. So what happened to the promise? We'll keep our promises more than just crossing a dangerous bridge in response to your request."

"It's okay. I have a proper crossing on, so if you head out there, you'll hire me with no problem. And the contract..."

Once the words are cut, remove a piece of paper from the leather bag removed from the pocket.

The paper is obviously bigger than a leather bag and I don't think it would have been in it if it were normal.

"You have a very good magic item. Is space magic expanding the interior? Speaking of which, I hear there's a degraded version of the item box Ray has... is that it?

"Yeah. It costs a lot, but it's still a lot of convenience at times like this. Most importantly, these leather bags perform pretty poorly among the magic items in their hands."

"Hmm. Can I ask you exactly how much you can store?

Precious shakes his neck sideways against Slain, who looks intrigued and turns his gaze.

"Sorry, this is one of the trump cards for me too. It's not that easy to teach others. Even if it's Mr. Slain."

To Precious's words, Slain snorts small.

Nor did Slain really want to hear anything.

I was just asking because I was a little interested.

That's why I get to the point without saying anything more.

"So, Mr. Slain. How many hands are available today?

"If it means it can be used, that's about thirty people.... But that's not what you need this time, is it?

"Yes. They seem to be doing quite a bit of research on this one over there as well. If I could..."

"Wait."

Slain says so as to block Precious's words.

"Yes? What's up?

"... apparently there's a difference in perception. I thought you told me to set up a war on the Rays.

In fact, Ray is coming to Slam Street now.

If you don't think about strength and purely gather numbers, that's not the hard story to gather about thirty people, as Slain said.

That would also allow us to gather more people if we rely on handouts.

But in Precious's words, I have the thought that it's as if I'm going for Ray.

Of course, Precious told me a lot about the situation.

Precious also said that Tris and Ray were using the handlers to examine themselves.

But...... in Precious' words now, it just sounds like he wants me to aim for Tris, not Ray.

And Precious nods back naturally.

"Yes. You're after Mr. Tris, not Mr. Ray, this time.... I'm hitting a lot of jamming hands, but I'm strong inside"

"... is Ray good?

"Yeah. I know you're looking for me over there, but I can't do anything direct until I find evidence in an arrangement with Mr. Tris. In that sense, Mr. Tris is more troublesome than Mr. Ray."

The word was that Ray had to deal with... it even seemed like he was saying that.

"You, haven't you seen Ray sweetly? You know what he's been up to, right?

"Yeah, of course. Fortunately, however, we are in a situation where we cannot exercise the strength of the greatest means. If so, isn't there anything that scares you that much?

"... say it again. Don't look sweet. Ray has the character to attack relentlessly if he's an enemy, even if he's an aristocrat."

Slain's serious...... that's what I can look at and say if you don't even know this, it's unavoidable to cut your hand off, but Precious nods and opens his mouth.

"Please trust me around there. Less likely to encounter the other side in this slum city, and if you do, you won't be exercising your powers."

To Precious's words, Slain turns his gaze silently.

I don't like watching Ray sweetly. I don't like it... but it's an unmistakable fact that you need Precious power to get out of the guild and cross over to the right person.

As long as it means leaving the guild, I can do nothing wrong.

However, many find the value of being an active adventurer of the Guild, but I have not been asked to do so in years now.

I've already thrown away my guild card, too, and there's nothing I can prove to you that I'm an adventurer.

No, if you reissue a card in your guild, it costs a little money, but you can go back to the adventurer. I can go back...... if you do a little research on the guild, you'll soon find out Slain hasn't been asked to do it for a few years.

In that case, even if you are an adventurer in the Guild, you will soon be known that you are not an active adventurer.

When it comes to working in the slums of Gilm, it's not very much, but I don't think you can hire me.

There may be places where you can hire me if you look, but in such cases, it would be common and disposable.

Ning Ro, there was ample chance that the treatment would be worse than in the current situation.

In order not to do so, we need the right back shield… In that sense, Precious, who has been in contact with us, was a great opponent.

The Spiel Chamber of Commerce is not that famous in the Guild.

It wouldn't compare to the Azot Chamber of Commerce that tried to bump into Ray this time at least.

But... Still, if you look up, you can't cut it.

Normally, a merchant of the Spiel Chamber of Commerce is a man of sufficient money and power.

Anyway, the presence of Precious was absolutely necessary to mark the end of a life lurking in Slam Street, and there was no reason to miss it here.

"Okay. Let's trust you for one second. However, if Ray comes out, I will withdraw or surrender at that point... and I have no choice but to fight for less."

"You have no choice. I'm not planning on fighting Mr. Ray, so that's okay. Instead, Mr. Tris' measures are…"

"I know. I can move Reges, I'll take care of it."

"Mr. Reges, is it? Wasn't that someone who set you up with Mr. Ray before this?

"That's right. Of all the faces I can move right now, it fits the job best."

"But..."

I clouded the words because I heard that Seto's sense of smell was very sharp when collecting Ray's information.

If so, isn't it unsavory to use that person more than Ray is involved in this case?

Precious thinks so.

Precious gathered information about Ray, but he hasn't fully understood it yet.

... I guess that's why I couldn't understand what happened the next moment.

"Pulleyshires kun, ah sobi let's!

That's what I heard out the window in the room where Precious and the others were.