Legend

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! It's Ray, Ray's here for you!

An adventurer's voice echoes in the forest of Trent.

The voice contains joy.

In fact, for the adventurers assigned to the Trent Forest, the presence of Ray could be said to be exactly the God of salvation.

The trees can also be cut lightly at the death size.

Logged trees can also be stored and transported in item boxes.

And even if they are raided by monsters who have recently begun to live in the Trento Forest, they have an overwhelming power.

It was certain that it would be a great force for those who worked in the Trent Forest.

"Oh, Ray, you're finally here!

Not only the adventurer, but the monk is also happy with Ray's appearance.

No matter how many trees we cut, it's really late to carry them, so I've been late for work lately.

In fact, dozens of felled trees are placed in the Trento forest.

The logging itself was progressing well and the forest ranged considerably less than Ray had seen before.

But that portion of the harvested wood has not been recovered.

(I think if we increase the number of people who turn this way, we can work it out. The only reason I can't do that... is for some reason? Well, even those at the site of the additions will have work to do, and this one went pretty far before I went to the Labourina country, so maybe I can still afford it...)

As he descends from Seto and sees the trees falling around him, Ray quickly stores the nearby trees in the mistering.

Seeing Ray start working, Seto heads into the sky again with his wings winged.

To defeat the surrounding guards and the monsters who lived in the Trento Forest.

"We're going to store trees that are appropriately felled over here, so the rest of you do your job. I'm not going to leave any more trees over here than I did!

"Whoa, whoa!

To Ray, who screams, they scream with their voices together for some reason.

Some of them have had trouble with Ray before.

But even with all that, Ray, who can still do his job, is still welcome.

Especially now, it is necessary to cut as many trees as possible, including the amount to be constructed during the winter months.

Out of hand here, and if we run out of wood to build in the winter, we'll have to come this far in the worst winter to cut trees.

I'm absolutely sorry for what happened to you.

Gilm is only on the border, and it's not uncommon for powerful monsters to show up even near the city.

Not to mention that it's not surprising that a monster unique to that season would show up in the winter.

They're more confident in their arms than the average person, but if they ask if they can handle a monster, that's no.

For that reason, they immediately start cutting trees in order to fulfill their own norm.

(Well, if we're really going to run out of wood in the winter, that's what I'm going to be asked to do)

When we dispatch the harvest in winter, we will need escorts, as well as those carrying the felled trees.

Doing that in the presence of snow involves great difficulty.

However, if Ray is dispatched, it will be able to be harvested in Death Size and stored in Mystering. We arrive in a few minutes or so if we are going to travel on Ceto, also in terms of getting to and from Gilm.

I don't care what you think, it's quicker to send Ray than to send more than a couple of tweezers or adventurers.

... the question is whether Ray will take it on or not.

"Wow, wow... you're lying. Store so many trees."

"Oh, you never saw it. That man is Ray. Deep Red."

"I know that. I'm on a griffon, so you don't have anybody like that but Deep Red.... but there's such a little guy..."

A short distance away, adventurers in the Trento Forest exchanged conversations as escorts for the monks.

(Until a while ago, the adventurers were cutting trees to make money too... but they stopped doing that because they couldn't carry trees anymore, after all?

While questioning it that way, the felled trees will be next stored in mystering.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

A squeal that sounds unexpected.

Ray, who knows that's Seto's squeal, didn't seem particularly surprised, but some of the squeakers and adventurers suddenly show surprise at Seto's squeal they heard.

"That's Seto's squeal, so you don't have to worry about it!

Strange mistake...... that's what Ray screams at those around him to make sure they don't mistake the monster for raiding.

Seto's ringing is characteristic, so most people never mistake the ringing for a monster raid, but some hear Ray's words and have a blatant expression of relief.

If you know about Ceto, but only the usual dear Ceto, it's no surprise to see Ceto when fighting his enemies.

After a little while...

"Grrrrrrrrrrrr"

Seto returns, winged.

What I'm grabbing with my forefoot is an oak corpse.

"Oak.... annoying."

As for the eater, the meat called oak is delicious and helpful.

However, given the habit of a monster named Oak, it is not entirely pleasing to have an oak nearby like this.

Do you know that, the look on the face of many who saw the body of the orc brought by Seto is getting harsher.

It is the woman adventurer who has a particularly harsh look on her face.

Naturally. If you're a man, you'll just get killed, but if a woman gets caught by an orc, only the worst future exists.

Looking around at the others, Ray calls out to Seto.

"Seto, thank you. I'll keep the oak for now."

"Gru!"

To Ray's words, Seto squeals with joy.

Ray opens his mouth as he strokes Seto rubbing his head with praise and praise.

"So, it's an oak... was there anything else? There's no way you're building a settlement, is there?

"Gru!"

Seto's ringing did not know what he was saying to those who were watching things around him, but his partner Ray knew what it meant.

... I guess it's the same thing around here with Vihera, who understands Büne's words well.

Either way, Ray turns to those around who are watching what happens to them and nods back.

"I'm fine. They don't have an oak settlement around here for now. Of course, it doesn't make me feel any safer than having an oak."

To Ray's words, everyone who was listening to it exhales in relief.

Oak is not that powerful a monster if you think of it as a monster around the guild.

But in the sense of its ferocity and habit, it is also one of the worst beings.

Most importantly, oak meat is delicious compared to its rank, so it is also a delicious monster in the literal sense.

"Bye, Seto. If you find an oak, keep hunting aggressively. Ready?"

"Gru!"

Seto squeaks briefly at Ray's words.

Those were the others who didn't know what Seto was talking about, but they still understood what Seto was talking about now.

I mean, when I actively hunted the oak, I found myself saying that.

You understand that the people around you are happy in your own reply, Seto sounds his throat happily.

(Yeah, that's good... but when this happens, you can't even go back over there right away)

Once the work on the additions came to a paragraph, once over there... it was Ray who was thinking about going back to the Suras, but if he found out Oak was in the Trent Forest, he wouldn't be able to do that right away either.

Also for Ray, oak was a delicious prey for the outfit.

Most importantly, the size of Trento's forests is considerable.

Like orcs and goblins, it seems impossible to imitate something like total annihilation beyond knowing how many monsters are in it.

No matter how sharp Seto's five senses may be, if there are more coming into the Trento Forest, there is nothing we can do.

Because it's only natural that the number of monsters will increase while Seto is defeating them.

"In the meantime, leave the monsters in Trent Forest to Seto to do their job. It's more efficient that way than we move around the woods and take out monsters."

That's what I told you, Ray, but the fact that the adventurers who are actually being turned to escorts here are never going to stand up was also why I wouldn't let them turn to the monster's response.

An adventurer with arms has many other jobs to do.

Most importantly, while Guild is still working on additions, the Guild is still recruiting regular requests.

Escorts, crusades, sampling, investigations… and more.

Such a request cannot naturally be left to the likes of those who came to Gilm to work on this additional construction.

As a result, armed adventurers such as those who have been in the Guild for a long time are often asked to do so naturally, and halfway inevitably they are becoming something of a habitat divider.

Most importantly, that's just how it tends to be, and sometimes arm pride that has just come to the guild fails when asked to do so by the guild… or if you have enough strength or luck to succeed.

Conversely, adventurers who had been in the Guild for a long time sometimes helped with the construction of additional buildings, feeling like whims and pennies

In that sense, the adventurers here today are the ones who came to the Guild looking for work in typical additions.

Ray doesn't have an easy-going personality enough to ask such a person to crusade monsters in the Trent Forest.

(Well, I guess there's no problem with monsters to the extent of goblins... if there are monsters out there that are out of these people's control, then that's going to pay the price for that immaturity with death)

Even for Ray, I don't want him to imitate that.

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

"Whoa, good luck, Seto."

"If you have any monsters that look delicious, bring them here too."

"Fool, a delicious monster is basically a high-ranking monster, isn't it? How can we do that?"

"If you're an orc or something, I might be able to handle it!

"Don't be impotent, impotent. Whatever happens to one, two or three... you don't even have to think about that, do you?

"Gu, that's..."

The man told to convolute can't argue any more.

In fact, if you do worse than you know what's coming out, there's a chance that a high-ranking monster such as a Rank B monster will come out.

(Well, you wouldn't have to worry about the existence of a Rank A monster in particular)

Including griffons like Ceto, a Rank A monster is something you wouldn't encounter for the rest of your life if you lived normally.

Even as an adventurer, that was the lucky thing to be able to see once in a lifetime.

Most importantly, a Rank A monster is naturally an extremely powerful monster. Though if an ordinary adventurer encounters such a monster, that would surely be where he would lose his life.

In that sense, maybe I can describe it once in a lifetime.

"Look, don't talk to me. Do your job, do your job! Your job would be to escort us! If a monster attacks you while we're cutting a tree, what are you gonna do!

One of the squawks yells in a low voice.

The voice has the power to be frightened by making him an adventurer entrusted with escorting him.

With that yell, the story of the monster about Trent's Forest ends in disintegration.

Make sure of that, and the man with the swing speaks to Ray.

"Ray, if you have all the logged trees too, just carry them to the gilm. It's okay now, but they're getting a lot less trees over there."

Tell Ray in a low voice, just like when you yell at the adventurers.

Ray also nods at the words and stores the remaining trees in the mysteries one after the other.

Seeing Ray like that, each of the other adventurers goes back to their jobs.

Fortunately...... it is unclear if it is correct in this case, but the story of Ray coming to the Trento Forest from today onwards has been going through properly since the day before, and you don't have to work on carriages of felled trees to Gilm.

That's only a small number of adventurers who are here, but it was fortunate for the adventurers that they didn't have to work in loading and unloading to drain their health to the extreme.

Thus, the adventurers firmly devoted themselves to their work, rejoicing that Ray had come.