Legend

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr"

Wipe your face with a cloth removed from the mistering in such a voice you heard from behind.

Wash your face with a running water dagger.

If anyone knew what was going on, they would open their eyes in amazement.

Because the water that is produced using Ray's magic from the dagger of running water that produces water by the magic that has been shed, even though it is just water, it just doesn't taste strange to call it heavenly delicacy.

But the water that even the aristocrats would pay to buy if they sold it is just water for Ray.

"Hey, Seto. Look, don't get too shy."

In the falling morning sunlight, Ray strokes Seto's head as he rubs his face against his stomach.

The grove I found on my way to Hazlui.

That's where Ray decided to go wild yesterday.

The forest, whose shade is created by the morning sun, was a sight worthy of being blinded even to Ray, who is accustomed to the mountains.

"Well, it's different from the view I've seen in Japan"

The mountains and woods Ray lived in when he was in Japan seem similar and different.

The growing trees were also more common than anything I had ever seen in Japan.

With such a sight of the morning forest, Ray takes a variety of dishes out of the mistering.

Skewers, stews, bread, stir-fry, simmer......

A little too extravagant to think of as breakfast...... no, some would say too heavy a meal in quantities.

However, for Ray and Seto, this level of cooking can be eaten without particular problems.

"Grrrrrrrr"

Seto sounds his throat joyfully and eats stir-fry.

Watching such a ceto, Ray eats stew.

The stew, which is well simmered and has a vegetable flavour, tastes great when eaten with freshly baked bread.

After finishing a sumptuous meal that way and taking a light meal break, Ray flew off on the set towards Hazlui.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Before noon, Ray and Seto arrived in Hazlui, but it was the screams of the guards who greeted one of them.

It was a little unfortunate Ray because this was not the case in Viscount Gail territory, but he nevertheless decides that there is no alternative to this kind of sight than Seto being a griffon and puts out the guild card.

"Don't worry, this guy is my squire. Instead, I'd like you to go inside the city."

That's what I told him, and the guard, who saw the guild card given to Ray, manages to contain him from about to raise a startling voice again.

(Rank B... and Griffon means this guy... deep red!? Why is Deep Red such a famous adventurer...)

The guard manages to push and kill surprises - it didn't look like he was pushing and killing very hard from Ray - and starts the process.

Looking at such guards, Ray understood that apparently the rebel case had not spread so far.

But I guess that's natural. It was last night that the Real Duct was attacked by Ray and captured by the rebels - this one is expected.

Ray was able to get here in a short time because he's on Ceto, but it'll still take a while for the information around him to actually get in properly.

Given Seto's speed of flight, it's not surprising that he's over a week away.

Either way, when he finishes the process, Ray enters Hazlui with Seto.

It was fortunate for Ray that he didn't tell me he couldn't let Seto into the city.

... Most importantly, it would have been because the guards lived in fear that they wouldn't know what would happen if they pissed Ray off.

"Well, the question is... where Jazz's brother Dostrite lives,"

I hear that Dostrite lives in Hazlui, but Ray naturally doesn't know exactly where he lives either.

Decide that you should ask people what they don't know, tell them to wait a little further away to not be surprised to see Seto, and then head to a nearby stall... The food they sell is not like any of that stimulates their appetite very much.

Due to the heavy duty on Real Duct, the quality of the goods sold in the store would also be considerably inferior.

So while you're at it, Lerduct himself eats delicious food.

Even if the rebels are born, it also seems to Ray that there would be no choice.

"Sir, what's going on?

"Oh.... right, give me a couple of skewers over there. And can you tell me where his house is called Dostrite?

That said, I give you a little more copper coin than the price of skewering.

Having ascertained the number of copper coins, the shopkeeper teaches Ray the house of Dostrite without hesitation.

There was a chopped look there that I would miss this gold.

Here too, the effects of the heavy taxes on the Real Duct are strong.

(Well, we'll hear from the rebels in a little while, so you just have to work that hard. Even if I tell you, it just confuses me badly)

Ray, who knows that if he mouths in a detour, he will only unnecessarily disrupt his surroundings, heads to the Dostrite house where he was taught to stay.

There were several shops selling food along the way, but Ray, who had guessed the general circumstances at the first store, did not imitate such things as buying large quantities, as usual.

In the sense of imposition, maybe you should have bought it.

But if you imitate that in only one store, other stores would envy that store.

In order not to do so, it is necessary to shop in all stores.

With Ray's financial strength, of course, that much can be done easily.

Not to mention because now there are some magic items that I've taken from the Real Duct.

But whatever you get with it will be completely dead.

That's a little different, Ray, who thought so, ended up never shopping at the first store or later.

If there were many who were on the verge of starving to death, Ray would have changed his behavior a lot.

"All right, here it is."

Moving to the place as I heard on the street, there was a shop there selling dishes.

(The restaurant?... it doesn't look like that's all I can do when I see what's going on in this city)

With a little wonder about that, Ray enters the store when he tells Seto to slow down a little farther away.

"There you are."

When I turned my gaze to the voices I heard, there was a man of good stature looking awkward like this artisan.

Ray can understand who that is without having to think about it.

Anyway, he had the same face as jazz... and most importantly, he had the same physique.

"Customer, what are you looking for?

You must have wondered about Ray looking at himself without looking inside the store, even though he came into the store.

That's what he asks, with a slight alert gaze.

To those other words, Ray opens his mouth.

"Are you sure you're Dostrite?

"... yeah, but who are you? If you're asking people for names, why don't you show them your face?

Ray nods at Dostrite's words and takes off the hood he was wearing.

Seeing Ray's face coming out of it, Dostrite stopped moving for a few seconds in surprise.

I know you've had a lot of thoughts about what faces will come out, but I guess you never thought that's where you'd get the faces you deserve to call a woman face like Ray.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want any trouble."

"Ah, oh.... I guess."

I guess I largely understood what kind of trouble Ray would get into. Dostrite only loosens his guard a little.

"So, what can someone like you do for me?

"I'm a little late, but it's a letter delivery."

"Letter?"

"Oh. From jazz"

"Huh!?

To the exact name that came out of Ray's mouth, Dostrite's face is greatly distorted by surprise.

"You think it's jazz?

"Oh, there's jazz in this village I stopped by on my way to Count Realdact territory. So I kept the letter."

There was a lot going on, to be exact, but I'll keep my mouth shut, saying that would only make Dostrite worry.

That's how Ray gives Dostrite the letter he took out of Mystering.

"It's from jazz"

To Ray's words, Dostrite begins to read them as they are when he receives a letter that looks important.

(Jazz is an adventurer, so it's not weird to be able to read and write, but Dostrite can read and write, too.... No, I'm running a store, so it's natural to read and write)

Adventurers have trouble reading requests when they can't read and write at least.

The merchant then needs to read and write to match the books.

With that in mind, Ray also understood that Jazz and Dostrite could read and write.

"Heh."

While Dostrite was free Ray reading the letter, he looked around the store and raised his voice only slightly impressed.

Because I found that all the dishes for sale that were decorated in the store were quite well made.

Ray has few aesthetic eyes in the artistic sense.

The dishes that are decorated, the simple patterns are carved, but still not enough to be called gorgeous.

Dishes sold in this store are only practical items.

Metal dishes and wooden dishes, several of which were arranged.

That's how Ray takes some dishes while Dostrite reads the letter.

"What are you doing?

When Dostrite finished reading the letter, there were many plates in Ray's hand.

There are many, many plates like deep plates, shallow plates, small plates, large plates, wooden plates, metal plates......

It would also be inexorable for Dostrite, who saw it, to have asked that unexpectedly.

"No, I like to eat"

"... so?

"If you ever run out of plates at that time, you're in trouble, right?

In fact, some mysteries include dishes bought with dishes from various cafeterias.

However, even if it is the same dish, the taste of the dish will also change if the vessel in which it is served is different.

Exactly the taste of the dish does not change itself, but it is correct that the taste changes depending on how you feel when you are eating.

In that sense, a lot of dishes would have been good.

Not to mention, in Ray's case, there are quite a few opportunities to serve a large number of meals.

Given what lies ahead, Ray's honest thought was that the more dishes he still has, the better.

"Well, fine. If you're willing to pay for it properly, you're welcome here.... so it says you fight Count Lerduct... what do you want me to do?

"You don't have to do anything"

To Dostrite's words, Ray tells him so lightly.

"Huh?"

To Ray's words like that, Dostrite didn't know what he was first told.

That's what the letter said, asking Ray to give me a hand.

Jazz's daughter...... for Dostrite said she helped her niece Syrah out of Orc's hands.

That's why I was going to do anything Dostrite can do for herself too...

What came back to that was the word that you didn't have to do anything.

"What do you mean? Didn't you come here because you wanted me to help you with something?

"I was going to do that at first. I ran into some of them before I came to this city. Working with them, I've already retaliated against the Real Duct."

"... Done? Does that mean you've already attacked Count Lerduct?

"Oh.... right, I'll tell you what. The Real Duct was captured by rebels last night. I don't think the information around here is going to be that far."

"Last night? How do you know that?

"I told you. Because I attacked the Real Duct. My attack made the Real Duct mansion defensive, and the rebels went into action."

"Wait, wait. That doesn't make the calculations right. The Jarwa, where Count Lerduct lives, is quite far from here. That's the distance it takes ten days to travel by carriage. But how do you know about yesterday?

I'm not lying to the only person who brought me a letter from Jazz.

I wanted to think so, Dostrite, but still felt a clear contradiction in what Ray was saying.

But against such a dostrite, Ray opens his mouth without looking particularly concerned.

"That's easy. Because my speed of travel is unbelievable.... I'll show you the secret. Come on."

Set aside the dishes for now and take Dostrite to the shop table.

... A few decades later, Dostrite's amazing voice echoed around him, and the inhabitants of the city who heard it usually came to the quiet Dostrite's amazing voice to see how it was going.