Legend

Ray walked in inside the room kicking the bottom half of the door, and what he saw was one man knocking down the door with a shield.

There are other men with long swords, daggers, battle axes, and sticks, one at a time.

There's a man shooting an arrow at me once when Ray cut the door, but this one's already lost his temper in an earlier exchange.

And I made sure to hide behind the men with the weapons, and there was a figure of one man.

A nobleman with a middle-bodied middle meat, only a nobleman with a fairly neat face.

However, if you look at the cloudy light of desire in your eyes with a neat face, you won't be able to do anything like respect or admire it.

"Well, apparently all the rest of the guys here.... That was unexpected."

"Hey, what's up! You thief!

Nobility who heard Ray grunt...... RELDUCT leaves it to frustration and anger to scream.

Try Real Duct and suddenly Ray's assault will be the same.

Besides, it was destroyed to the junction that was stretched out in the city, and many of the private soldiers that hired it are fleeing before Ray and the adventurer with the alias Deep Red.

If you were to run away once you encountered an intruder, you would never come back under the Real Duct again.

Of course, when he comes back, Lerduct is not going to hire him again.

On the contrary, they would also inflict some punishment for fleeing the intruder forward.

Either way, I was sure I had intense anger and hatred for Ray for causing such a thing. But...

"Huh? What are you talking about? You've been setting this up since that way, haven't you? Could it be that you attack naturally, but you didn't think you'd be attacked? There's no way I was thinking about that stupid thing, is there?

To Ray's words asking that seriously, Lerduct pulls his face in anger and dyes it red.

I guess the way Ray asks is serious, which is why he unnecessarily incites anger.

Seeing how such a relduct looks, Ray sighs like he was stunned as he bears the death size on his shoulder.

"Apparently, you really didn't think you'd be retaliated against.... the weak Count Lerduct family among the aristocrats has sold a fight to the neutral central figure, Uncle Larks Borderline? I don't know why you think it's going to be okay."

"Shut up! What does such a weak faction have to do with me! Ning Lo, you are not familiar with keeping important sites like Gulm for the sake of the weak faction!

frustration with Dusker and the impatience caused by his being attacked. The mixing of them leaks such a cry from the mouth of the Real Duct.

I guess that's what I've always thought of shouting on these occasions.

But I've never been able to speak of it before.

Seeing such a relduct, Ray opens his mouth as if he were frightened.

"The aristocrats and neutrals are now deepening their relationship. You think a guy like you, like some nobleman or especially important or nothin ', would interfere with it by imitating it and just soothe it? I think that's why nobleman superiors moved, even if I don't."

"Don't be stupid!

Real duct screaming that you can't believe Ray's words.

"Well, that's fine if you think so.... It's just that Gilm is like Dusker, so he can rule it, right? of the aristocracy... and that's probably whether or not you will have a month, even if you are entrusted with the guilm"

It's a Real Duct that also has this much heavy tax on its territory.

If Gilm were to be entrusted with Gilm, the only periphery of the kingdom of Mireana but hence a large amount of gold to be collected, Ray could easily imagine what action he would take.

They will raise taxes and try to squeeze as much as they can from adventurers and merchants.

With such imitation, the merchant is obvious without having to think about what the adventurer is doing anyway.

If you're going to leave because you don't like Gilm, you should.

But many of us gathered in the Guild are armed adventurers.

There are several other people besides Aliases and Rays, as are Rank A Adventurers.

Do you follow or leave the guild in a big way, imitating that such a person can be held from your head forcefully?

Even if Ray thought about it, the answer was no.

What such people would do... Quick would still be exercising strength.

If you do poorly, it's no surprise that the Real Duct and Adventurers are in conflict inside the Guild, respectively, and are in a state of civil unrest.

And in the event of civil unrest, you can say that almost everyone has no future that the Real Duct will win.

But that's only because Ray knows the reality of the Guild, and Ray's words are by no means acceptable to the Real Duct, who only knows a place called Guild with information from his biography.

"Huh... I don't know! This city can't be ruled by me!

"Oh. In the first place, I'm making a mistake in your case. There's nothing we can do about it at a time when we think of Gilm as a normal city."

"Huh!?... do it! Kill this man, kill him!

I can't stand Ray's words anymore, or Real Duct screams as he dyes his face red more than ever.

But... those around me who heard the words had already lost half their will.

Because I don't think I can do anything about how confident I am in my prowess in front of Ray, who has a deep red alias.

Now, if anyone actually knew anything about Ray, it would have been different.

Unfortunately, however, only those with more than a certain level of strength are in this room, and naturally, they are also committed to gathering information.

There is no one here who doesn't know about adventurers with deep red aliases, even if they are somewhat oblivious to information.

The only winning opportunity I considered was the unintentional blow the moment I entered the room... which is also prevented by the light slashing of the arrows.

"Well, here's what your employer says... what do we do? I don't mind if I do."

Ray turned his gaze with a small grin, but in contrast, the men in the escort don't look away and try to match their gaze.

So while I was there, I didn't even do anything to get away from the Real Duct, and it looked like I wasn't sure what to do.

I know you can't win if you fight, but that's why it doesn't have a good aftertaste to make Real Duct a light lookout... etc.

Ray, who sees it, eventually opens his mouth with Death Size on his shoulder.

"My client in this case has ordered me not to kill Lerduct. At the very least, let's just make sure it stays alive."

The word was the decisive one.

Cancer,. Such a noise echoes around me.

Looking at you, a man with a dagger takes his hand off the weapon and the dagger is falling to the floor.

It was clear from anyone's eyes what the act meant.

And, naturally, Lerduct understands the meaning of such an act, turning his face bright red and shouting.

"Don't be ridiculous! You're hired by me! Whatever enemy you're dealing with, fight it! Fight, scratch a little before you die! My life is more important than my life, which is only worth about a piece of copper coin like yours!

frustration, anger and haste, and fear.

Those emotions mix and utter words from the mouth of the Real Duct that we should call outrageous.

At the same time it was rambling, I guess it was the real deal of the Real Duct.

Those around them understand it… Eventually, the sounds of cancer, cancer, echo into the room one after another.

Continuing with the first man, each of the others drops his own weapon on the floor.

If you wanted to show in your attitude that you wouldn't resist, that's what you could have done, such as put the long sword in the sheath, but this time it was obvious that you needed to show that you weren't hostile to Ray.

Did you notice what happened to those around you, Lerduct tried to turn his face bright red and open his mouth... the next moment, he peels off his white eyes and collapses to the spot.

"Huh?"

Who was it that made such a voice?

No way, no one could have predicted losing consciousness like this in an angry situation.

That was the same with Ray.

"Uh... you know. That means you're surrendering, right? Well, if you're going to be my brother-in-law to Real Duct, you can be my opponent..."

That's what I was going to tell you, Ray, but now in a situation like I'm somehow unmotivated, I ask.

I'll do it! I guess I didn't think it would be very, but I didn't think it would be like being excited and losing consciousness as it was.

"No, I don't mean to... you know?

"Yeah, you are"

Everyone nods back at the words of the man who had the long sword.

I was absolutely sorry to fight a strong opponent like Ray so clearly for someone who would throw themselves away and treat them like pawns.

"Right. Then go. If you stay here, you'll be in a lot of trouble."

When everyone nods at the words, they pick up the weapon they dropped on the floor earlier and leave the room early enough.

(Ma, if these guys were hired by Real Duct to do whatever they wanted, they could be terrible if the rebels found them... but that's not how you found out)

However, from what Ray saw, those who were here until earlier did not appear to have that tyrannical character.

Of course, just because we abandoned ourselves and treated ourselves as pawns, I don't think it tastes bad to abandon the Real Duct lightly... but it still didn't seem like the rebels had told us.

"Well, and"

Whimpering, Ray walks over toward a realduct that imitates nothing less than anger's too excitement and consequently unconsciousness.

Could it be that you're pretending to be fainting? And for a moment I thought, from Ray's point of view, I just normally seem unconscious.

"Wake up, look"

Speak up and gently kick the side of the Real Duct.

"Gu!"

I didn't put that much effort into it, but still, was it enough pain for Realduct to open his eyes with a groan in the pain?

That's how I look around...... I see Ray and remember before I lost consciousness.

"Behold! Where did you do the others!

"Well, I wonder where. Whatever the reason, there's no one here anymore but you. I don't think it's going to change the end of visiting you more than that..."

"Grrr!"

A blow fired to soften with a death-sized stone poke succeeds in blowing up the Real Duct easily.

He hit a painting that was still decorated on the wall and fell to the floor as he destroyed the painting.

"Hey, what... what do you do to me!

Originally, Ray's blow… it was also a blow using Death Size, which would have easily deprived Real Duct of consciousness.

That didn't happen because Ray attacked him with some restraint.

Is Realduct aware of that or is he not there?

Either way, I scream in frustration at the relentless harm I've done to myself.

If this is the one who lives in Count Lerduct territory, he would also be frightened if Lerduct were to be outraged.

But Ray is the one in front of the Real Duct.

Real ducts, too, I know that. I know but...... all I could do to the Real Duct right now was scream and not give the look that I was frightened.

In contrast to such a relduct, Ray turns the death size... this time pointing at the blade part rather than the stone poke.

It would reach even a meter long, a giant blade.

Not to mention the Death Sickle, a weapon you can call alien compared to a normal long sword.

heterogeneous, but hence the realduct with its blade pointed at it is frightening.

"What? If you think about what you did to Gilm, you know what you're going to do, right?

"What have I done!

"... that you don't know what your unleashed private soldiers were doing?

"Naturally! I don't know anything! More than that, are you serious?!? If you imitate like this, you'll definitely regret it! I belong to a nobleman!

To the words, Ray exhales in a frightened sigh.

"Well, you may belong to the aristocracy"

"Then..."

"But what happened to it?

"... what?

Ray shrugged as he shrugged, flashing his death size sharply the next moment.

And... with that blow, the right arm of the Real Duct is slashed off its shoulder and dances through the universe as it rotates.

"Even if you belong to the aristocracy, there's no way you could be of any use to me right now."

Probably because the cutting surface was too bright.

At the same time Ray tells him so, blood finally erupts from the right shoulder of the Real Duct.

"Gee...... gee gee gee gee!

My right arm was amputated.

That's how I understood it. The screams of the Real Duct echoed around me.