Legend

Shin, and. The inside of the tavern is surrounded by silence.

In Ilse's words, the guests who were in the tavern watched over what happened.

Ray on this occasion, like the other guests, watched the conversation go by without saying anything in particular.

"Why... why don't you understand? Revenge doesn't make sense. Isn't that what you don't understand?

"Right, it may not make sense. But who decides that? It's not Mr. Mellan at all, is it? It's only me who decides that."

"So! Why are you saying that! A person's life is not like you can take it away from him with that!

"... that's crazy. I don't think Mr. Mellan has ever killed anyone more than he does as an adventurer, either? There are a lot of bandits elsewhere, especially in Gilm."

"That's it. Bandits are a race that is bothering others. He thinks it's inevitable to kill him."

"I think my revenge is the same in that it's annoying others? In fact, my family was murdered."

Ilse couldn't understand the person in front of her.

Saying you can't kill a vendetta, saying you can kill a bandit because he or she is harmful to others.

Melan's words just seem too contradictory.

But I guess Melane doesn't get that question about Ilse.

With a disgruntled look on his face, he looks at Ilse... eventually Melan's gaze is pointed at Ray as if he noticed something.

"You... maybe you turned Ilse over? Otherwise, you wouldn't suddenly say something like this."

"No, I'm not."

Before Ray denied Melane's words, it was naturally Ilse who said that out.

"Mr. Ray is working with me. But that's only because I asked for it. At least not that I'm being deceived by Mr. Ray."

"That's... maybe that's just what Ilse assumes, isn't it? Ray's talking about using powerful magic, and maybe they're using magic before Ilse knows it."

"Please stop insulting Mr. Ray. Ray asked me to help him."

"But! Ray was there, so Ilse did a meaningless act of vengeance..."

I guess I meant to.

That's what I tried to say, Melan, but I couldn't get that word out to the end.

Ilse slammed the table, blocking Melanie's words.

Its strength and momentum is stronger than when Meran slammed the table earlier, sounding as if it sounds to the whole liquor store.

It sounded like Ilse, whose original physical abilities were a few steps inferior to Melane's, could not have imagined.

"Shut up!

That's a cry that draws a line from the usual Ilse tone.... No, anger.

With the impression that Ilse's green hair spread in an instant, Melan stops the words breathlessly.

"For you, vengeance may be an act of indecision. But do you understand the pain of depriving a family without any sin of the malice of others? What, shall I kill all your family, friends and lovers now? Still, if you say revenge doesn't make sense, it just makes you vain, then accept the word."

The look on Ilse's face to tell him so was definitely a serious one.

If Melane were to take any more revenge... and deny her actions, Ilse would use any means to kill all the humans close to Melane.

Even if Ilse doesn't have enough power, there are many means for people to kill people.

Because you don't have to fight straight from the front.

"... be! What are you talking about, Ilse! Why would that happen!?

It was Melan who had stopped thinking about the radicality, abnormality of Ilse's words, but when he returned to me, he raised his voice to Ilse's words.

Naturally. That's what they told me when I killed someone close to me.

"Why are you so surprised? Revenge is pointless, isn't it? Then I guess you can tell me that through yourself."

There are no friendly colors such as intimacy or warmth in the tone that Ilse is already pointing at Melan.

Cold...... thats such a gaze as if you could even see a stone by the road.

But Melane opens her mouth completely unaware of Ilse's gaze like that.

"That's impotent!

"But even if they did that unscrupulous thing, wouldn't Melan avenge it? Well, that's good."

"Don't be ridiculous! In the first place, the prerequisite situation is different. Keep those who are already dead and those who are still alive together!

"Oh, but you're not even in the same position yourself, you're just willing to deny my deeds just because of your faint sense of justice?

"Thin!?

You didn't expect me to accuse myself of grandeur like this, Melan gets stuck in the words.

Against such a melan, Ilse releases an arrow of further pursuit, an arrow of words.

"It just seems to me that way. Melan's words are thin and unconvincing. Also, if you say you're following your heart, it sounds good, but don't imitate me to force people to do what you think is right. I don't get your flimsy words."

"Ilse...... are you seriously saying that? You're saying what I'm saying is wrong?

"No? I guess justice is justice in you. I'm just saying, unfortunately, that doesn't reach me. Plus, I push my own convenience without even thinking about the convenience of others.... you're not partying, I can see why you're a solo adventurer."

Ray agrees with Ilse's words without hesitation while watching Melan… and with most of those around him who are listening.

There were a few of them who could also agree with Melan, but that's only a minority.

"Why... why don't you know! That's what you're saying, imitating revenge doesn't mean anything!

"... unfortunately, I don't know what to say to you anymore. Let's get this over with. Besides, we have a lot of things to do, and we're not free enough for you."

When I tell him that, no more than a waste of time talking to Melan already, he stands up and looks at Ray.

"Mr. Ray, I apologize for letting you waste your time. Time to go."

"Is that enough?

"Yes, because I knew clearly that he had no point in saying anything... that he didn't seem to be listening to me."

At first glance, you look like you're listening to yourself, and the fact is, I guess Melane is listening to Ilse.

But in Melane, we've been talking in conclusion from the beginning, so no matter what Ilse says, we don't listen to it.

That's why Ilse broke up the conversation when she decided it was useless to deal with Melan any more.

Most……

"Wait, Ilse! We're not done talking yet! Until you give up the act of vengeance and all that, we'll have a good talk!

Meran was not at all convinced by Ilse's words.

"Unfortunately, my words do not reach you. I don't need to talk to you anymore than I do."

That's all Ilse tells Melane to say.

From the side, it was that sight that would also look like a lover who was cut out for goodbye was holding back, but Ray stood up without even showing how he cared about it.

"Wait!"

Melan yells at Ray like that.

I unfortunately understood that Melane could not stop Ilse in her own words.

But... that's why Melane can't miss the presence of Ray, who ran Ilse into revenge and other stupidity.

To Melane's words, Ray only stops moving for a moment… The next moment, he quickly pokes a death-sized blade out of the mistering at Melane.

The time I had to take the Death Size out of the Mystering while turning around and stick that blade behind Melan's neck was less than a second.

And even though he swung a death-size long object where there were several tables and chairs called liquor bars, there was no harm done to him, and there was no object.

Now, if there were as many people as in the evening, there might have been damage...... now it's still daytime and the number of guests in the tavern is low.

I guess that's why it's a done act.

"Gu!"

Melan, suddenly poked at the blade, can only groan.

If I'm going to say something now... or move on to action, it's because I could definitely understand that the death-sized blade stuck at me would let me know its slashing taste.

If Ray put a little effort into Death Size, there was no doubt that Melan's neck would dance in the sky with no hesitation.

"Don't be ridiculous. You said Ilse, too, right? Your words are thin. No matter how desperately you try to convey something, it won't reach your heart. Not to mention the kind of guy who pushes solitary justice on others."

Ray's gaze in his dragon robe hood has no friendly color.

I used to tour Vieira - precisely under the challenge of Melane, who fell in love with Vieira at first sight - and when I fought, I still had the warmth in my gaze to see Melane... but now it's completely gone.

Whatever Ray tells me, I can't say it back to Melanie right now.

If you put it badly, it's because you understand that it literally takes your own life.

A glimpse of such a melan, Ray keeps the death size inside the mistering.

It was Melan who noticed that the blade he was poking behind his neck had disappeared, but still can't say anything more.

Because I was overwhelmed by the atmosphere emanating from someone who was smaller than me.

I don't have a death size that could be a symbol of Ray, but I still didn't think I could fight Ray and win.

"Hmm. In the end, to that extent"

When the death size disappears, it does not open its mouth, and as I have said in a strong tone before, no new words can be uttered.

Seeing such a melan, Ray groans like a mixture of shuddering and disappointment, after the occasion.

Ilse was watching a series at the entrance to the tavern, but she has nothing to say in particular.

Already in Ilse, Melan, who scorned family revenge as meaningless, is also no longer worth dealing with.

"If I'm in danger, there's nothing more to talk about.... Well, I guess that's normal, but perhaps in your case, if people like family, friends, and lovers are killed, you're the type to run forcefully to some sort of reason for revenge. That's what I just said to myself. Forget the word that revenge is pointless."

Melanie tries to say something aggressively to Ray who tells her so.

But... something in Melan didn't allow Ray to deny what he said.

That's how Melane, with her mouth open, ends up silencing herself with nothing more to say.

Did you even think Ray's words made sense to you, or for any other reason... whatever, Melanie won't be able to say anything.

Ray takes one last glimpse of such a melan and heads under Ilse.

"You've wasted your time."

"... right. No, I was wondering if it wasn't necessarily futile if I found out he had that personality"

Whatever Melan was about to say, Ilse wasn't going to listen.

That's what Ilse tells me, even if it just turns out, that it was worth talking to Melane this time.

In order to convince myself half the time, it seemed impossible to say, but Ray said nothing more about Melan than that.

"But are you okay? You're the same inn as Melane, aren't you?

"Yes, no problem. Even if it's the same inn, we don't have to talk about it."

As we have a conversation, the two leave the liquor store.

But those left in the tavern, after being asked about the current exchange, see the scene where Ray waves the death size, what a subtle atmosphere.

"Am I wrong? No, that can't be right. I must be on the right path. But then why couldn't you say anything against Ray? Oh... oh..."

In such a tavern, Melan just grumbled a little.