Legend

"Terrain manipulation!

At the same time as I scream, the ground I plan to build a wall sinks for about a metre.

"You're annoying. I've let you use a lot of magic, okay?

Craftsman in charge of where Ray is currently using his terrain manipulation skills...... a Raccoon beast man gives Ray a cup with water as he says so.

In Ray's case, there are things like cold, cold fruit water, water, and running water daggers in the mistering, but he still receives a glass that would be the other care, moisturizes his throat...

"Hmm?"

I get a slightly surprising look at the coolness of that water.

It wasn't as cold as the fruit water stored in the mysteries, but it was still cold enough.

If you say so, it's close to the cold like a river flowing in the mountains.

Even less, it was very unlikely cold to be the water prepared in this flame.

"What's this?

"Ha, are you surprised? As a matter of fact, you got me some magic items up there. I guess that means making us work a little bit more comfortable and hastening the construction of the walls. Well, there are other things you don't want to get hit with this heat."

With that said, the Raccoon Beastman man groans at the sky... no clouds, looking at the high blue sky everywhere.

Only in such a blue sky, the Midsummer Sun also asserts itself with intense sunlight directed to the earth.

Many continued their work sweating on their foreheads due to temperatures and direct sunlight.

... In the meantime, Ray was able to do his job without any difficulty, even in the morning, even in flames, thanks to a dragon robe with the capability of a simple air conditioning.

"I know you have a lot on your mind up there, but as someone who actually works, it's okay because the working environment gets better?

"Right."

There is no such word as heat stroke...... but many people know from years of experience that it is still bad for their health when they move around without hydrating in the heat.

While talking to such a raccoon beast craftsman, the wizards in charge of this place use magic to further dig and expand the place created by Ray's topographical manipulation.

As extensive as a ray at once...... it cannot mean manipulating the ground continuously either, but still had sufficient strength to continue after a restricted ray of one m to dig the ground.

That's how Ray looks around again, looking at those who work sweating on his forehead.

From what I can see from Ray, a large number of them are working.

What makes me feel free in that is the face of the adventurers guarding for when the monsters arrive.

It's been a few hours since the wall broke down and it's almost noon...... it won't be surprising to see that one of the goblins still shows up.

The veteran adventurers say sometimes, but that only works for a little while after they've been noticed.

(Well, the guard's production is naturally at night)

Most of the adventurers who guard during the day are not so skilled, except those who gather them together.

It was only natural, given the security, for the monsters to bring their elite to an active night.

That's how Ray looked around him, now... really now, I realize.

"Is that it? With that said, why did you break the old wall first? Shouldn't you have built a new wall and then broken the old one?

"... now?

I guess Ray's whining got in my ear. A raccoon beast turns to Ray.

"No, even if they say so, I'm not familiar with construction or anything like that. Naturally, Gilm is new to the city's construction work. Is this how it works in other cities when you do construction additions?

"No."

Ray's words, the raccoon beast immediately shakes his neck to the side and denies them.

That speed of reaction seemed like quite something even from Ray's point of view.

"No? But that's actually how you do it, isn't it?

"Right.... I don't know what to say. If it's a normal city or something, as Ray says, build a new wall first, then proceed with the construction using methods such as breaking an old wall.... but where am I?

"Where... is it Gilm?

"That's right. Gilm...... I mean, the border. And this gilm is built to accommodate the border. Especially big is the junction that covers the whole guild. There are many other enchantments that are peripheral, but therefore flow around, or underground."

"... well, it's the border. If the neighborhood was with a normal city or village, you wouldn't call it a border."

If the surrounding environment were the same as a normal place, it would naturally be called a normal countryside, not a periphery.

"I mean, because it's a periphery, is that why it's a procedure?

"Don't be. There are many other fine reasons, but the rough part is the area is huge. At first, as Ray said, there was a guy who also raised the idea of building a new wall and then breaking the old one... but that was rejected by the artisans at Gilm"

If you say so, Ray will have to convince you too.

Because I don't have the knowledge or skill to be an artisan.

"So this is how they break down old walls and then build new ones."

"It will. Yeah, and it seems to have something to do with the connections... but I don't know the details because it's not my area of expertise"

"The junction?

From Ray's point of view, the junction applied to the guilds was of considerable performance.

At least not least, the connection between the city where the Real Duct lived, to which Ray had gone the other day, made no particular sense for Ray and Seto.

I let you know that Ray and Seto have broken in, so it probably didn't make any sense... but thanks to Seto's sudden descent and direct entry into the Lords' Hall, even if I detect Ray and Seto's intrusion, my reaction to it is delayed by no means at all.

As a result, it was supposed to be effective against ordinary flying monsters, but not against the Rays at all.

"Oh. As I said now, I don't know the details. If you're someone up there, you might know what's going on around there. All in all, there were so many circumstances that it became this way of construction. And..."

Once the word is cut, the raccoon beast turns a meaningful gaze toward Ray.

"What's up?

"No, you wouldn't worry about that area if Ray was around, but if building a new wall and then breaking an old wall is the method, there's also a problem about transporting materials. If this isn't the border, we might be able to collect material outside the city..."

If you leave material outside the guild poorly, you don't know what's going to happen at the border.

To the person who tells him so, Ray questions.

"Then why don't we just drill a hole so the carriage can get in and out without breaking all the old walls?

"If the walls are built for that purpose from the beginning, that would be fine, but they didn't assume that when the guilds were built. If you imitate a part of the wall badly in such a situation, there could be damage elsewhere"

"I see, something like that"

Ray had little knowledge of the area, so I had to be convinced if the person in charge told me so.

(I don't think it's strange if the walls are considered damaged... but again, isn't it?

Just looking a little interesting, Ray tried to talk about something again... but before that, I can hear Ray calling from far away.

"Hey, Ray! It's time for some other place, please!

Taking time to one place leads to burdens elsewhere.

If it's enough to take a short break, it's still been quite a while since I started talking to the Raccoon Beast Man.

I guess it's no strange story to be rushed this way either.

"Okay, I'll be right there!

Waving his hand back at the person he has been speaking to, Ray returns a glass of water drank to the Raccoon Beast Man.

"So it's time for me to go. We have to go somewhere else."

"Okay. Good luck with that.... that Ray would make construction easier, so I might get a nomination request from now on."

"That's... you're happy, that's the subtlety"

Laughing just a little troubled, Ray runs toward the man who called himself earlier.

It's not that far away, so that's the next scene to arrive without ten seconds and hanging.

"Sorry to rush you. But the first time you get Ray to do your job, it's going to work this way."

"I know. I've had a little too much rest."

"It looked like we were talking about something serious, but what's going on?

"No, I was wondering why you bothered to destroy old walls and then try to build new ones. I was just asking about it."

"That's because this is Gilm, isn't it?

"Apparently, I didn't know.... So, it's quick, but can we get started?

You're talking about where you live, and you didn't know that? And that's what Ray asks as if to mislead something by listening to a man who asks with such a gaze.

You're noticing how Ray is or not, and that guy wasn't bound to talk to Ray, he snorts lightly.

"Okay, please"

That's how one of the wizards who was accidentally close approached Ray when he tried to use his skills.

"I'm sorry, can you show me where to use your Lord's magic, if that's all right? Even if he looks like this, he is quite confident about magic. Then I hear rumors that your Lord's magical arms are quite expensive. I'd love to see it nearby."

An artisan man in charge of this place opens his mouth to the words of such an old man's wizard before Ray says anything.

"Look, Grandpa. I'm sorry, but stay out of Ray's way. Ray's busiest right now."

Even if they say he's busiest, Ray subtly misses his gaze just because he was talking to a raccoon beast man until earlier.

"Well, don't say that.... So what do you say?

"Uh... nothing. I don't mind either. Just don't imitate me like I'm upsetting our concentration."

To Ray's words telling him so, the old man nods and stares at Ray's movements with a look he can't hide his curiosity.

I had no idea what such an old man looked like. But it was Ray, but now he decides to get the job done anyway and sticks a death-size stone poke to the ground.

"Terrain manipulation"

With that word, the ground of the place where the wall is to be built sinks for about a metre.

Other wizards and craftsmen who watched what was happening around them opened their eyes wide to the sight in front of them.

From a distance, I knew how much Ray was doing, but still it was very different to actually see it right around the corner.

It was only natural to question such a question as to why we could do all this magic in a row, without that or looking particularly tired.

"Hey!?

In the meantime, the odd one raised his voice was an old man who was just outside Ray watching how things were going.

He opens his eyes wide, and that's the look on his face like he even saw something incredible.

"Duh, what's wrong, Grandpa? Raise your voice like that all of a sudden."

The craftsman entrusted with this occasion called out to the old man in a panic.

Maybe that's what I thought of the anomaly in the old man's body in this heat.

But the old man looks at Ray again with a stunned look on his face, without the wind listening to such craftsmen.

I deliberately ignore what's going on around me... not just to see how Ray is doing, but the attitude from the others is passing from right to left.

"Lord... Lord... who the hell are you!?

Stuck by an old man, Ray tilts his neck and opens his mouth.

"I don't care who you say... an aliased Rank B Adventurer though?

"That's not what Non is saying! Lord... no, that weapon that the Lord has... no matter how skilled you are, you need something like this..."

Having heard the words out of the old man's mouth, Ray sharpens his gaze at seeing the old man.

The old man, who didn't even seem to notice Ray's gaze like that, had a gaze he deserved to describe as enthusiastic about the death size Ray had.

"Tell me! Who made this magic item!? Whose work is it? Please!"

"Even if they say so. I got this too, so I don't know what's going on around here."

There's no way to say it was created by Warcraft, and Ray manages to delude himself that way.

Still, I found out that I wasn't understood about my specificity, and I had a slight relief look on my face.