Legend

"... that was unexpected. I thought we were gonna stop there for a few more days."

While walking down the street, Ray turns his gaze to the sky.

What's spreading there is the summer, the blue skies that fall out.

Yesterday it ended up continuing to rain without ever stopping, but that's like a lie, that's the weather.

Not very much, but no one would have been able to anticipate this situation now.

"Right. Summer weather seems changeable, but that's exactly how it turned out. I'm not complaining because this was an unexpected and delightful event."

That's what Elaine tells me as she walks next to Ray across Seto, stroking a sleeping yellow in the sun over Seto's back.

In fact, I'm not dissatisfied with Ray for the fact that yesterday's weather cleared up as a tease as a lie.

Most of all... the streets are not made of concrete as solid as Japan.

There are snags in various places, and many are making puddles out of yesterday's rain.

In addition, some people are naturally not all walking down the street, more than they are a group of nearly a thousand people, but a little off the street.

Such people needed to walk in more puddled places than the streets.

Many were wearing clothes made yesterday, and the number dressed as whores was considerably less than it was yesterday.

"Maybe you don't have to ask the Zorgay Chamber of Commerce for clothes and clothes"

"Why don't you have it? Clothes and cloths, they're not troublesome to have, are they?

Marina, who was walking a little further away, returns that to Ray's grunt.

If it were normal, it would be difficult to find a place to put clothes and clothes for a thousand people.

However, in Ray's case, there is a presence called Mystering.

Whether it's for a thousand or two... that's how easy it is to store, whether it's cloth or clothes for 10,000 people.

Not to mention the lack of time flow in the mysteries.

In other words, things like deterioration due to years don't happen either.

More than that, Ray looks behind Marina's words that if he can get it, he should get it.

"It's not funny, to be honest, that there are so many times like this."

If it's about a few dozen people, it's still a huge burden for Ray to travel with nearly a thousand people - most of them amateurs, too.

(I traveled a lot more during the war with the Bestian Empire.... it was just easier then because everyone stood up on their arms as they deserved, and they had strength)

It was faster than it is now, also in terms of travel speed.

I really have to assume that the speed of travel is slower now than it is.

"Well, it won't go as far as dozens or hundreds of times, but there's a chance it could be the same thing a few more times, right?

"I'm not too happy."

This time it was Ray taking this line halfway, but he told me to do this kind of hassle over and over again, and I couldn't possibly snort that yes.

I honestly wanted this to be the last thing I could do.

"I agree with Ray, too. The giant was strong there, but it wasn't enough to satisfy him.... I wish I could fight stronger enemies"

Next thing you know, it's Vihella who's been pinching my mouth.

As far as this request is concerned, I never thought that a small, dark organization called the Rabrulina Country from the beginning would be able to fight so powerful an enemy only against their opponent….

But still, there was a thought that maybe.

For such a vihella, the fight against the giant was the only harvest at this request... but still, it is finally something like compensating for quality in quantity.

Not very much, but I couldn't fight to the satisfaction of Vihella from the heart.

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

As we speak that way, Seto accidentally squeals.

At the end of his gaze is the figure of a pig running through the meadow for some reason.

Of course it is not decided that pigs should not run near the streets. I don't... Still, if it was normal, pigs would have been common to travel around places like the woods and woods.

Because for those with more than a certain strength, pigs are only prey in the literal sense.

The meat is overwhelmingly tastier than preserved meats that prioritize preservatives like dried meat and hard-baked bread for those traveling.... some of them suck at cooking by the time it's devastating.

Still, generally speaking, pigs are more of a prey than ever.

That's the same for the Rays today...

"Go, Seto"

"Gru!"

To Ray's words, Seto immediately runs out toward his prey.

Even the pigs must have noticed the presence of Seto following them.

Run faster than a few seconds ago.

... naturally. There's no way a pig, not a monster or anything, who's just a wildlife, can do something about it in front of Seto.

I guess my instincts have realized that if I relate to the existence of Seto, there is absolutely no way for me to survive.

But... at the time Seto found me, it was fate for the pig.

The speed at which pigs run is roughly fifty km/h.

Besides, given the weight of the pig, you can't keep running long distances at that speed for short distances anyway.

As a result, Seto caught up with that pig lightly and was broken in the neck bone with a blow to the forefoot to extinguish the lightning of life.

The body of the pig, whose neck bone was broken at the same rate as it was running, scrapes the ground with its momentum.

But it also stops the movement if Seto catches up to its body again and presses it in with his forefoot.

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

Seto sounds happy that the pig was stopped with a blow...

'Huh?'

The grove a little further away...... a few men emerge from that grove where pigs jumped out, and they raise their voices unexpectedly.

Ray, who watched it as he walked from the top of the street, was a chaser from Jaya or Rossi for a moment from having a bow? And be vigilant... from the outfit the men were wearing, I immediately decided it was different.

(Hunter, huh? Of course, the possibility of a chaser dressed as a hunter is still undeniable.)

For once, really for once, Ray doesn't completely break his guard against the men.

But isn't that just a hunter from the fact that the men look at Seto's pigs - well over a hundred kilograms? I think strongly.

"Hey, just ask those guys who you are."

"Okay!

A man from the resistance immediately answers Ray's words and leaves.

You didn't have to tell Sulla anything while you watched that? I thought...... the man in the resistance has no idea how Ray looks like that.

Ray is the one who leads this line once and for all, but it doesn't mean he's putting the resistance under command.

Above and beyond that, it would otherwise be right to give orders to the Resistance through Surah.

But the man in the resistance followed Ray's instructions without any discomfort.

At the end of Ray's gaze, who thinks that way, the man in the resistance approaches those he thinks are hunters.

And while the conversation was going on, Seto came back under Ray as he dragged the pig.

"Gru!"

Why don't you put the pig on the ground? and I'm going to turn my gaze.

Ray stroked Seto's head tightly when he stored such a pig in the mistering.

Was it a pleasure to be praised by Ray, Seto rubs his face against Ray?

Naturally I keep walking while I'm doing that, so I can't imitate things like praising Seto firmly...

Still, Seto praised by Ray, I guess that satisfied him enough.

Walk next to Ray, throbbing in a good mood.

The demolition of the pig that Seto has grabbed is naturally not something he will do now.

Do it in the camp with the empty hands.

... If you grew up in a village, there are still few women who have grown up in places with many people, such as cities and cities, who, as a matter of course, have done such things as dismantling animals, and some of them even vomited at that time.

But still, Ray... and those in the upper position were not exempt from the work of the women who were reluctant to dismantle it.

That's nothing to harass or anything, it's from the aim that we should all be able to do the work of that hand, given the time between now and arrival in the Guild.

I don't have any particular aversion to wildlife dismantling either, as I usually dismantle monsters in Ray's case.

That's why the others would be fine...... and it was an action from such an optimistic feeling, but some of them just looked at the blood and passed out, and I had the feeling that this was a hassle ahead of me.

Originally in Ray's case, he used to help dismantle the chickens his father kept since he was in Japan, and there wasn't much resistance in that hand...

(With that said, there were comics and stuff like that, but experiments didn't scare me to do frog autopsies, right?)

Thinking that way, eventually the resistance comes to Ray's side with the hunter men.

"Mr. Ray, it turns out these people are village hunters a little far from here."

"Right. I'd love to stop by if I could... but how far away are we exactly?

The hunters return to me in Ray's inquiry.

But that's not a strange reaction.

In yesterday's case, there were many who were crude but wore normal clothes, but still remained in the costume of a whore.

At the point of leading such women, this group was very eye-catching.

Besides, it's a taller opponent like Ray who leads it, and at first glance, even a man of resistance who is clearly more resilient than Ray, doesn't look like he insulted Ray at all.

And on Ray's side, we were chasing ourselves - let him escape, to be exact - and there's Griffon, who lightly defeated the pig, besides three beauties like we first saw.

I have no idea where to start. It was only natural for the hunters to be confused because they had such a group in front of them.

"Cohon"

The man in the resistance, who understands how such hunters feel, coughs up small to draw the hunters' attention.

One of the hunters who finally returned to me with a cough opens his mouth as confused by Ray's words.

"From here, it's like a few hours away."

"Along the street? Then it would help."

"No, it's not. Our village is off the streets."

If normal, when building a village, make it an easy place for people to get by.

That's because if there's a village on the side of the street, people who go through it drop their money.

Also, the merchants are irresistible unlike such villages in the back of the mountain if they are such places.

(Yet why bother building a village in a place not along the street? I guess there's something about it. When that happens, shouldn't we go to the village? But if you can shop, I'd like to buy some supplies.)

Beyond it's still morning, there's also the impact of yesterday resting in the rain, and it only takes a waste of time to deliberately take a few hours from here to get to a village off the street.

But I want to replenish supplies.

That's what Ray came to the conclusion...

"To that village, I'm the only one who wants to go and ask for supplies, okay?... I'd like it if it were a horse, but I wouldn't be able to do it alone, so it would help if I had cloths, clothes, food, and later a leaf or a carriage that I could sell"

"Ah, oh. I don't think that's okay...... just you? That's..."

One of the hunters sees Seto stroked by Büne on Ray's side.

If you look at that, it was obvious how Ray was going to get to the hunters' village.

Ray nods back at those hunters.

"Oh, I'm going on Ceto.... Can you trust me if I tell you that I've heard from you guys over there?

Ray could also understand that it would be obvious to be suspicious if he imitated riding Seto to that village on his own.

"It helps to be concerned. I'm Alvado. If you heard from me, you wouldn't be offended."

The hunters, too, have noticed Ray's care, and that's what they say and bow their heads.

Ray is just a little surprised at how such a hunter looks.

Whatever you saw your powers up close, the hunters aren't.

More than that, it wasn't strange to be insulted...

... I suppose it's the extra strong guy or the idiot who doesn't understand what's going on when he sees that he can follow Griffon and still insults him...

After such an exchange, Ray flew with Seto toward those he had heard from Albado.