Legend

The sight in front of me was incredible to Marquis.

A small figure who suddenly appeared with a monster named Gamelion who could hardly even scratch himself or all of the companions he felt comfortable meeting in the Guild… Ray, with his deep red alias, slit Gamelion's neck with ease as if he were mowing even the weeds around him.

For a moment, Marquis wondered if the sight in front of him was not a dream or something.

But the feeling of the spear in my hand... and being cut off from my neck can't kill the momentum, and I teach Markis so intensely that the sight in front of me is not a dream, although the strong iron rust smell of blood flowing from my cut neck as it rolls around the ground.

"So, are you okay? He's not dead, is he?

Marquis, relieved that Gamelion was murdered, speaks to his fellow behind him.

"Ah, oh. We'll be safe somehow."

"I don't have a problem with that either. But the orbinier still fainted."

"I was blown away by Gamelion's assault.... I hope your bones aren't broken. The potion we have doesn't work that well."

"Right. Than that... that's a deep red, isn't it? If I'm not mistaken..."

Fine.

He was the man who tried to say that, but before he could say it to the end, he sounded fierce and dull all around him.

"Huh!?

Marquis and his companions turn their gaze towards those who sound reflexively to such a sound heard from behind.

... If Gamelion, who had fought until earlier, were still alive, he wouldn't have been able to afford that.

But fortunately... really fortunately, the gamelions that Marquis and the others were fighting were lightly killed by Ray.

I guess that's why I could see behind the sound.

That's how Marquis and the others, who saw behind him, would blow up a dozen meters in the air and bounce to the ground again and again as they were... and see the gamelions rolling around scraping the ground.

On our own, we fought with all our strength, but we could not win, Gamelion.

The impact is strong when such an opponent sees the sight of two in a row being lightly defeated.

Marquis swallows the spit that had accumulated in her mouth, either out of fear or admiration, before being clearly of a different character from ourselves.

Those were the Markis looking like that, but if Ray was the first to defeat Gamelion, he doesn't look particularly concerned.

Because it was never uncommon for Ray to have such an attitude.

"Seto, you seem to have cleaned up safely."

"Grrrrrrrrrr!"

Seto, who noticed Ray's voice, squealed with joy.

Are you a little good at that voice because you've done well?

Before it became a battle with Gamelion, Ray told me that if I gave him a blow that would blow him up as usual, he would have eaten less places, yes... I guess that would have been such a pleasure for Seto to have tailored Gamelion without doing so.

A quick, self-contained gamelion...... a glimpse of Seto going to secure a gamelion that has blown away in the distance, Ray once again calls out to Markis and the others.

"Well, so... just in case, I ask you one more time, I own that gamelion, don't I?

You wouldn't say that if they took your prey, would you? Marquis nods back on behalf of a line to Ray, who repeatedly asks.

"Ah, oh. Of course not. We were helped by Mr. Ray. But I'm not going to tell you to give me my prey."

Neither is Ray particularly surprised that Marquis knows his name.

In the first place, it's not strange to know you're Ray at the point where you're having a two-spear flow of Death Size and Dusk Spears, and there's even a Griffon Ceto.

So if you don't know about Ray... that would be a problem from before Mogri.

Most importantly, the Guild today is home to a large number of adventurers, both elephant and uninterrupted.

More than that, it's not surprising that some of them have no idea of the common sense of adventurers.

At least, the Markis in front of Ray seem to know the common sense around them properly, and I can tell you that it was just helpful not to be an extra commotion for Ray.

"Well, then..."

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

I can hear Seto squeaking so as to block Ray's words.

But it's not a honking noise like intimidating an enemy or alerting one's surroundings, but a honking noise with emotions of joy.

What? And when Ray turns his gaze to those with Ceto, a few adventurers approaching us from afar... he sees one of them and convinces us why Ceto sounded happy.

Because one of those adventurers was also a familiar figure to Ray.

(Brasso said Fron was hunting gamelions)

I remember the words of a face-to-face dwarf I met in the guild.

One of those adventurers...... Fron, shaped as if he was leading the other adventurers, strokes Seto, who is sounding happy to see himself.

After a few seconds, Fron led the other adventurers to Ray.

Note that Seto walks right next to such a fron through the gamelion, and the adventurers led by Fron look at such a seto with envy.

Sometimes even gamelion hunting is coming to an end, and there are still fewer gamelions left around here.

In that, Ray is tailoring two gamelions at a time, the minute he knocks them down and the minute Seto knocks them down.

As an adventurer who is coming on a gamelion hunt, you can't possibly not envy it.

But that's why I can't tell Ray to give it to me.

"Hey, Ray. Two gamelions? I envy you. I want you to learn that luck too."

To Fron, who says so, the adventurers, including Markis, stop moving.

Fron is older than Marquis and the others, but still has a face that can be described as beautiful.

That was so beautiful that if he cared about it, he wouldn't have any trouble with a man.

A beauty like that suddenly says something about herself, so don't be surprised.

Most importantly, Ray didn't seem particularly surprised because he knew Fron had a masculine personality that didn't match his appearance.

"Brasso told me you were really gamelion hunting,"

"You met Brasso?

It was Fron with a slightly unpleasant look on the name Brasso, but that look is quickly erased as well.

"Oh, in the guild. That's where I heard you."

"... that bastard"

He was a fron who grumbled just one word resentfully, but soon the look disappeared.

Now is not the time to think about your partner, I guess because I understand that.

"So... what about you?

To Fron, who asks looking at the Markis and the others, Ray turns his gaze to Gamelion's corpse without his neck, which is still shaking a strong iron rust odor around him.

"I helped where I was fighting that gamelion"

"Right.... Anyway, give us something to get out of here."

Poor, and envious, gaze at Markis and the others... so I understand that the fainting woman is quite seriously injured.

"Halkis, potion that fainting woman"

"... Huh? Are you serious?"

That's what the man with the bow called Halkis asks back if he didn't think he'd be told that.

But such a halkish attitude wasn't funny to Fron, a sharp gaze is returned.

"What, you can't hear me?

"Huh!? Wow, okay. Because I get it. He said he'd use the potion right away!

When the man stared at by Fron approaches the adventurer of the woman who is rushing down, he takes out the potion and makes her drink it forcefully.

It is usually used on wounds... but an unconscious woman's adventurer received a gamelion.

Even if there were more fractures than no clear trauma, they needed to be drunk directly in order to treat them.

… of course it is more effective to give it to drink, and it also has an ongoing recovery effect for a while.

But... instead, the taste of the woman who drank the potion will be destroyed for a while.

I guess it's better than dying because that would save your life.

"Oh, thank you!

Malkis bows his head toward Fron.

Fron laughed just a little at how Markis looked like that.

Honestly thank the person who helped my people.

It's only natural from the side, but those who can really do it... especially those who are as rough as adventurers can't do it.

But Marquis is truly, truly grateful from the bottom of his heart.

Just figured that out, Fron grinned... and the other adventurers following Fron were convinced.

"So, what are the Frons going to do now? Still looking for Gamelion?

"Of course not. I haven't defeated a single one yet.... two Rays, huh? I envy you."

From the bottom of my heart, Fron looks at Ray with envy.

Flon's people are also looking at Ray as enviably as they are at Flon.

"Well, I have Ceto."

"Gru!"

When Ray tells him as he strokes Seto's head, Seto squeals with joy.

"You're jealous, really.... Well, still, there's no point in doing this here, and it's time for us to go look for Gamelion. But even the numbers are decreasing, so if we don't hurry, the others might take it away."

With that said, Fron might try to walk away from the spot...

"Wait a minute"

On Fron's back like that, Ray calls out.

"What can I do for you? As I said now, we need to find Gamelion quickly, so if we can do this, we need to do it quickly."

"Right. Then be brief.... these people, will you take them with you?

"... what?

"Huh?"

It was the same with everyone who was on the spot who expressed doubts.

However, in Fron and Marquis, the question meant something different.

If I try Fron and the others, I'm unhappy as to why I have to take these footlookers.

Of course, Fron knows that Marquis and the others are good guys.

But that's why we're so dissatisfied with why we have to take care of Marquis and the others.

Adventurers are self-inflicted.

Marquis and the others came here to hunt for Gamelion because they thought they could defeat Gamelion, so it's no reason for Fron to go out of his way to take on footsteps.

In the first place, just using the potion earlier is acting favorably enough.

On top of that, it's even for Fron to give in further... and the others get a look of dissatisfaction with Ray's words.

"Uh... Huh?

Marquis and the others don't understand the story at all.

I don't see why Ray would do that to us.

Most importantly, Ray's suggestion is never a bad one and on the contrary, it's just a condition for Marquis to have none more.

"Let me hear it for once. Why would I bother to do that?

As Fron looks at Ray, he asks.

Ray and Fron are familiar with each other.

But still, I'm not going to take a favor that I'm going to lose unilaterally, Fron.

Not to mention that we are now in the position of party leader, albeit a temporary party for gamelion hunting.

I was never going to make too many degrees of conciliation that would not benefit the party more than I was leading my people.

"Simply put, it's because I like these guys..."

"Then you don't have to bother asking me to do anything, just let Ray act with you."

"I guess so. But in my case, it's not like a normal adventurer."

"... I see"

The only way to say that is to convince Fron, too.

In the years since I signed up for Adventurer, I ran up to Rank B Adventurer, and I can't tell you that an adventurer with an alias is normal.

As much as it understands, neither Fron nor anyone else can dispute it. Most……

"So it sounds like you've said it many times, but you don't need me to do you a favor. It won't do you any good."

"... Benefits? Benefits, then. I won't cooperate to the point of defeating Gamelion, but I'll only tell you once where Gamelion is. So what do you say?

Fron looked back at Ray with a sharp gaze.