Legend

Two days after collapsing the mine...... Ray's figure was in a city called Jarwa, which should be called the heart of Count Lerduct's territory.

To be precise, it is right that it is in the woods a little further away from Jarwa.

Aside from Ray and Seto, there are other rebel faces there.

"Well, we're all over the city. When it's night, it's okay to start acting, right?

That's what I'm telling you man...... Ray nods at the words of the man leading the rebels.

"Oh, do that. I suppose if I were supposed to be in the city with you... you know?

"Gru."

To Ray's words, Neighbor Seto sounds sorry for his throat.

Griffon, which is about three meters long, stands out naturally.

If Ray, who is able to follow such a monster, tried to get inside the jarwa, he would naturally be talking about who it was, and it was likely that the Real Duct would get through as well.

And when you become someone who follows a griffon, you can understand who it is without even having to think about it if it's an aristocratic realduct.

... Yes, he said it was Dasker's strongest blade, Deep Red Ray, the central figure of the Neutralists.

Besides, Lerduct has the hindsight that Dusker will build more guilds, which means he sent private soldiers to disrupt it.

If I knew that Ray had come to the city he ruled in such a situation, I wouldn't even have to think about what that would mean......

The fact that Ray and the rebels will be fighting Lerduct's men throughout the city of Jarwa before they launch an attack is no different for Ray... and naturally the rebels.

As a result, Ray and Seto waited outside Jarwa for the night.

Dropping off a rebel man, Ray deposits his weight in Seto, who lay in the woods.

"Gru."

To Ray like that, Seto was happily honking his throat and rubbing his face.

"Speaking of which, it's been a while since I've had time to slow down like this."

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

To Ray's words, Seto rubs his face as he rings.

In fact, when camping, it's often amazing with Seto outside the magic tent, but this way I rarely slowed down with Seto during the day lately.

That must have been a pleasure for Seto.

The branches of trees growing in the woods weaken some of the intense sunlight, creating a sight in front of us that we deserve to call a wood leak day.

It would otherwise be hot in summer, scratching sweat even in the woods.

Not to mention if you lean on a ceto wrapped in soft body hair, it's hard to withstand the heat.

However, in Ray's case, there is a dragon robe that can also be called simple air conditioning.

Summer or winter...... no, midsummer or midwinter, I could do amazing outside regardless.

"Look, Seto. Do you still want some of this?

Ray took it out of Mystering was a round roasted mountain bird bought in Gilm's dining room.

That mountain bird, slightly smaller than a chicken, is a substitute for being stuffed with a variety of vegetables inside and baked carefully.

When cooked for a long time, the flavour of meat moves to the vegetables packed in the mountain birds, but that also means that the flavour of the meat decreases.

But the meat of the mountain birds on the plate now served before Seto is delicious enough.

(The texture of the meat doesn't even stick, and Ning Ro is moist? I do. Now, the vegetables inside have a good taste for meat.... I wonder how you cooked it?

Ray tilts his neck as he divides the dish into Seto and savours it himself.

Ray spread dishes like udon, okonomiyaki, meat, and pizza with guilms and emotions, but he's never familiar with the dish itself.

I could have just explained it from the knowledge I gained when I was in Japan, and I could have said that there was a lot of awkwardness in that explanation, and a lot of trial and error on the part of the cook, and that the dish Ray taught me was done properly.

Just such a ray, I didn't know how to cook it would be the dish in front of me.

"The only thing I know... is that it's delicious"

"Gru!"

Seto rings to agree with Ray's words and, more importantly, moves the plate forward to Ray's.

Mountain birds are only about the same size as chickens, so Ray ended up removing about two more of the same dishes from the mysteries.

The sound of bugs echoes in the woods.

It's not strange to describe it as loud, so much bug noise.

Ray wakes up in such weather, where the surroundings are darkened and the moon is half hidden by clouds.

"Gru?"

Did you notice that Ray woke up, instead of the couch... No, Seto, who had been replaced by the bed, also moved his face out of the situation where he was on perimeter alert while half asleep again, and looks at Ray.

"Whoa... Seto. Thank you. It was easy to sleep."

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

To Ray stroking Seto in gratitude, Seto being stroked sounds in a good mood and throat.

Basically, sleeping was a ray that often didn't work my head for a while, but that's only if I can sleep in peace like an inn.

In places as we now deserve to call them enemy lands, we were able to wake up and move quickly.

"I knew Seto's body was just right when he went to bed."

"Grrrrrrrr!"

To Ray's compliments, Seto will be! and roars his throat proudly.

In fact, Seto's body has soft hair, and the body is incredibly soft and supple given its strength.

If you don't take into account the heat of being buried in Seto's body hair in the summer, you will get a very comfortable sleep.

... There's nothing I can do about the heat.

(Yeah, but Mileyne or Johanna might be happy to tell you that even in the summer you can hug Seto and sleep)

Thinking that way, he takes the running water dagger out of the mistering, gently checks his physique with the water produced by Ray's magic, and refreshes his head.

I took a few hours of hypnotic sleep, but it was still refreshing in Ray's head.

"... Okay, so it's time to go. They'll be tired of waiting in the jarwax."

"Grrrrrrrr"

Seto rattles his throat and agrees with the words.

The story of a raid at night is upfront, but we haven't decided on a clear time.

No, even if you decide on a clear time in the first place, Ray with the clock has no way of knowing that in the rebels anyway.

If this is daylight, there will be bells like 6: 00, 9: 00, 12: 00, 15: 00, 18: 00, but that's just daylight.

There's nothing like a bell ringing more than the surroundings are already darkened.

In that case, I decided up front on things like how much time it would end up working, and later I just had to move along with it.

"I wish the clock was a little more common."

"Gru?"

What's wrong with Ray whining? and Seto asks tilting his little neck.

And if it's nothing, I shake my neck to the side, and Ray goes into action quickly.

Out of the woods, take Seto to Jarwa.

It's the size of the city, not to mention the base of the Real Duct.

Naturally, if that's the case, there will be no such thing as a junction... if it's a peripheral guilm. Still, there are not all the vicious monsters here, but they are so few that they can't be compared to the periphery.

Junction requires a large amount of money to lay.

If that were to prevent the entry of monsters from above, as in the Guild, it would be difficult to do so with assets located in Count Realdact territory.

Not impossible, but that makes a lot of the assets disappear.

Not to mention if that juncture helps...... that's another subtlety too.

(like making a nuclear shelter in a house in rural Japan, huh?

I thought about it, Ray himself, it seemed like a subtly off-target idea, but still the firmest way to think about it was that.

Anyway, I guess that's what the ancestors of Lerduct, who made the Jarwa, thought, that there's no need to make the junction anything more like Gilm than there's no such thing as a high-ranking monster.

And the heads of the generations Count Lerduct's family all thought the same thing, and the consequent junction that was covering Jarwa was not to prevent enemies, but to be the junction of their ability to sense their opponents coming in from the air.

In fact, I guess that's never wrong.

Powerful junctions, such as those used in guilds, have a commensurate consumption, even if they are merely maintained.

Given the monsters present in Count Lerduct's territory, until now such a juncture has been sufficient.

... Yes, until now, yes.

"Seto!"

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

Seto rings high on Ray's words and goes straight down toward Jarwa.

That way we do not reduce the speed, but go straight to Jarwa... to the Lords' Hall at its center.

Already close to midnight, the Lords' Hall is lit with several lights.

Light magic items cannot be used all you want, as long as they are normal.

I can do that because Lerduct has all that financial power... I mean, it's probably because he collects a lot of taxes.

If normal, that's what places like taverns and whorehouses have a lot of lights on them, but as far as Ray could tell at least from above, the Real Duct mansion was above in terms of the number of lights.

"Gru."

Ceto accidentally rattles his throat as he descends toward the ground.

What? It was Ray who questioned for a moment, but the next moment he felt something and understood what Seto throated at.

At the same time, I also found that perhaps that was the juncture.

(By now, someone... or something must be making a fuss about breaking in from over the Jarwa)

Though he thinks that way, Ray's gaze looks at the ground slowly approaching… the next moment Seto wings heavily and instantly kills the fall rate.

When Seto landed in the garden and where he thought he would be, he never felt a particularly shocking impact on the ray on his back.

On the contrary, it probably represents how well Ceto landed around the area where the sound of landing on the ground was barely even echoed, even though Ceto, who is about three meters tall straight, fell with his wings winged.

But even if you land without sound, Seto is all this giant.

Naturally the intimidation emanating from it… the atmosphere naturally emanating from monsters of rank S cannot be concealed.

As is often the case in the Guild, if it's time to play, it doesn't emit wonders and such an atmosphere.

Either way, within minutes of Seto landing in the garden, he will be found.

"Garden, there's something in the garden!

"I hear something has broken the Jarwa junction. Maybe that's him!

"Heh."

It hasn't taken a few seconds for Ray and Seto to break the line until they land in the garden.

And since landing in the garden, soldiers, knights, private soldiers in the Lords' Hall… there are various people, but until such people find them, a few minutes.

Regardless of that little time, the spread of information that the junction has already been broken means that the order lines of those who are here are solid and that there are quite a few who stand up in arms.

(No, well, regardless of the order system, is it subtle that your arm stands?

That's what Ray thinks when he glances at the person surrounding him.

In fact, the problem, as far as I looked around like this, was because it seemed like no one else seemed that strong from Ray's eyes.

Of course, not all of the forces in the Lords' Hall are here right now.

If he is the one whose arms stand in the true sense, he will naturally be placed near it as a direct escort to the Real Duct.

"Who are you!

One of those surrounding Ray and Seto cries out, "That's what I'm saying.

He then turns to the man who has been screaming, and Ray takes a step forward with a grin.

"Who am I? Look at the situation now, don't you see that? You think the person my husband put his hand on here can just do it unilaterally as it is?

"What? What does that mean?

A sudden raid at night means you can't associate Ray with seeing Seto, or is your head still not working completely in a sudden raid?

All in all, it was also a miscalculation for Ray that even if he saw Seto, he wouldn't get to who he was.

The idea of hiding the identity for a moment and going wild also passed my brain, but this time I'm only here to retaliate.

Beyond that, I needed to make sure I knew who I was.

"Look at this, you know who I am?

That's what I tell you as I take Death Size and Dusk Spears out of Mystering.

The spear of dusk is not yet servant, not so many with the Great Sickle as their weapon.... No, I'd say it's just a few.

Sometimes people who hear about Ray's martial arts tradition use it out of admiration, but the Great Sickle is actually quite difficult to use in combat.

So those who saw the death size of the Great Sickle finally understand who is in front of them.

"You..."

"Looks like you finally figured it out. It's Ray, an adventurer belonging to Gilm.... or is it easier to understand by saying deep red ray?

Tell him so, and flaunt the death size directly beside him.

Those who watched it were breathtaking to the blow of slashing and tearing the air.