Legend

"Er..."

Ray sees the sight in front of him and wonders what to say.

Lenora and Kenny at the guild told me to watch out for thieves.

And there's no mistake in even wondering if that's like a flag or something.

But...... that was half the idea close to a joke and I didn't think you were really going to see a thief.

Most of all, it wasn't Ray who took Seto who was attacked, but an old woman who was walking a little further from Ray.

The man who jumped out of the sidewalk tried to take the bag that the woman had - calling it a bag is somewhat of a painful substitute - and run away... but what would have been unlucky for the man was that there would have been Seto on the spot.

And even more unluckily, the old woman has fed Seto many times before, and Seto does not imitate him abandoning the crisis of his opponent, who adored him.

As a result, the moment I heard the old woman scream... no, Seto ran away the moment he saw the man take the bag, smashing the thief with his forefoot.

Nevertheless, Seto was also quite modest because he properly understood that this was the Guild... the whole city.

The thief is unconscious with Seto's blow, but he hasn't lost one of his hands and feet, he hasn't had his head crushed, and he hasn't imitated that his gut will be destroyed.

"Grrrrrrrrrr"

"Oh, thank you. Yeah, he's a good kid."

The old woman, deprived of the bag, strokes her head as she says thank you to Seto.

Seto also doesn't hate being stroked in the head that way, I guess. I left my body to the old woman's hands, and she was choking her throat to make me feel good.

And Ray watches once and for all so that the thief who is unconscious and falling - I guess it's right to call him a robber - doesn't escape.

Flag, or the thought is on the inside, but I don't bother to put it in my mouth any more than I don't have someone to go through with where I said it.

Waiting for the guards to come... I could see a red cloth tied to the arm of a man who was accidentally falling.

The red cloth, so you're probably tying an injured arm? And although I think for a moment, I soon realize that it's not blood or anything, it's just a red cloth.

Relieved by that - although it was a relief that he wasn't worried about the robbery, that he was injured by Seto's blow - Ray looks at the fainting man again.

It didn't look like there was anything particularly fashionable about it, so I increasingly doubt a man is tying a cloth to his arm.

Most importantly, Ray hasn't been particularly concerned about fashion since he was in Japan, and that hasn't changed since he came to this Elgin.

... wearing a dragon robe from time to time, otherwise it's not particularly stylish.

No, the right hand mystering is in the form of a bracelet, so maybe I can say that's the only element that looks stylish.

Either way, I doubt a robber who's passed out, even on such a ray, is wearing a red cloth around his arm for this look.

If Seto doesn't find it and escapes the scene successfully, if he sees a red cloth wrapped around his arm in a conspicuous manner, it marks the spot and makes it easier to find the killer.

(No, Ning Ro, is that what you're after? It's a cloth wrapped around my arm. Get out of here and solve it, and there's no evidence. But... I'm just curious that you're going to turn your head that far)

At the same time that I have a subtly unpleasant feeling that I am using the color of my own red with a deep red alias for this sight for crime, the guard eventually shows up trying to scratch the crowd.

There are quite a few guards in Gilm, but Ray knows a lot of them because of all the relationships he's had.

The guard who just arrived, fortunately, was also Ray's face-to-face opponent.

If you're a guard who's not familiar with you, it's just that you're not familiar with Ray, and you know who Ray is more than you are in Gilm.

Still, I guess it's natural to think you should look familiar if you're still going to talk about the situation.

"That was tough, Ray. No, Seto."

Have you already heard the general circumstances from the person who came to inform you, and the guard calls out to Ray like that?

I guess the attitude isn't that serious because the robber has already been completely unconscious by Seto's blow.

"Not at all. It's snowing, and I didn't want to take this kind of trouble if I could.... I wouldn't say if the guards worked harder."

"I'm telling you, it"

That's how the guards accidentally stick into Ray's words.

However, after sticking that in Ray, the guard bows his head somewhat sorry.

"But I also know what Ray says. These people have been growing lately. Plus, there are a lot of people this year for one of the additions.... Oh, I knew it. This guy, too."

After lowering his head to Ray, the guard looks at the man and squeals like a pain in the ass.

If the guards had seen the man's face and done what he said, Ray wouldn't have cared that much either.

But what the guards saw was a man's right arm... yes, where the red cloth Ray cared about earlier was wrapped.

Ray asks with a bad feeling about such a guard.

"Hey, maybe... these redcloth-wrapped guys are doing the same thing over and over again... don't they?

If you know the usual Ray, Ray asks in a somewhat incredible, fearful way.

But the action returned by the guards to Ray like that was a softly distracting act.

The guards also know that Ray is nicknamed Deep Red.

He wrapped a red cloth around his sight in front of such a ray, and tried to forcibly take the old woman's luggage by force.

There's no way that's gonna get in Ray's way.

"Heh... while I've been busy with all this, you've got a lot of delightful people springing up in the gilm again."

Neither is Ray going to say anything that red is all his color.

Still... Still, the alias Deep Red wasn't earned on its own, it was because Ray had fought so far.

Some of those who fought naturally didn't care, but at the same time some enemies deserved respect.

So there was no reason to think Ray was funny when he heard that there was a group of people wrapped in red cloth like this... and that they were repeating what they would call a misdemeanor, so to speak, not an act like a bandit.

The guards look up to heaven unexpectedly at how Ray looks like that.

A slightly dancing snow falls on the guard's face, cooling his head with its cold, then opening his mouth again.

"Take it easy for now. In the end these guys have red cloth wrapped around them, but they're just little villains. That's the kind of guy who's inferior to the bandits Ray often knocks down outside, right? A high-ranking adventurer with an alias says he doesn't care that much."

I was a guard telling you to forgive Ray, but if you're listening to that, I won't say anything in particular.

... This is not to argue with the guards. Simply because I'm passionate about thinking.

(Ah)

Seeing Ray like that, the guard man decides he can't handle it any more.

Most of all, I'm pretty sure I thought the guards were troublesome opponents for a group that recently imitated extortion and robbery.

Now the guards would have taken the investigation more seriously, too, if they were to imitate even killing people.

But the group wrapping the red cloth around their arms did not know if they were after them, or because they had no guts, or for any other reason, but they never imitated them to kill people, nor did they imitate them to target those in position.

A group of red cloths are targeted by the elderly like this one, or the powerless.

(I'm pretty sure some organization is pulling threads in the back...... what good is it to imitate Ray on purpose)

The guards question that, but now they decide it's better to put this place away for now, and they call out to the old woman stroking Seto nearby.

"Grandma, I need to talk to you for a second, so can you come to the jar?

"Is that me? That's good... isn't Seto going to be mad at you?

"Oh, I'm fine. All Seto did was capture criminals. There's nothing to be flattered about, but there's nothing to be offended about."

"Yes, good for you, Seto."

"Gru!"

Seto is caressed by an old woman and sounds happy.

He was a guard watching one of those, but he also speaks to Ray about how he was still thinking of something.

"Look, Ray. Give it back to me. I need to know what's going on with you."

To the words of the guard, Ray turns his gaze with his sigh.

"For once, I ask, what are these people letting go wild? It's guard work, isn't it?

Ray is not angry about anything.

No, I'm angry at the people wearing red cloth, but I'm not angry at the guards.

But still, the guards look away softly from the strength of Ray's gaze and how guilty he is of this situation that is bouncing criminals off their own impudence.

"You know the number of guards isn't enough in the Guild right now."

"Oh. I know. But that's not enough, so you hired adventurers to help guards look around, right?

"... right"

"But why haven't these people been caught?

"I guess the information about where we're going around is going over to these people."

"I see. I mean, are there any guards or adventurers connected to these guys?"

With that said, I imagine that Ray is probably an adventurer, not a guard, connected to the red cloth guys.

As a number of people, there are obviously more adventurers than guards, and many adventurers are now gathered in the Guild under the influence of additional construction.

Because there is no way that all the adventurers gathered together will not do evil.

Naturally some of them are of poor quality, and for some reason - which would be basically gold - it's not strange to pass information on to the red cloth people.

That's not just Ray I said. Do the guards who were told understand, too, snort back.

"Absolutely. He's a lowly pensioner."

"... by the way, really, by the way, you don't have a particular problem with me catching these guys, do you?

"Uh... I don't care if you say so, but it's not a job for a high-ranking adventurer with an alias, is it?

"I know. Still, these guys are a little..."

At the very least, if it were any other color, not red, it would have been different, but the fact that I see this red cloth on my face... that it imitates that in the guilm of Ray's stronghold, too, was strangely disturbing to Ray's mind.

You somehow understand Ray's thoughts like that, the guards say nothing more about the matter and turn their gaze once again to the old woman who loves Seto.

"Grandma, will you come with me because I'm going to the jar?

"Oh, no problem. Is Seto with you?

The guards are also only a little powerless to ask the old woman as she strokes Seto.

Until a few seconds ago, I was just interacting with Ray full of urgency, and I lose extra strength.

"Ray will come, and Seto will be with you."

"Right. Shall we go, then? Seto."

"Gru!"

Seto squeals at the old woman's words and stands up as she is.

While doing so, a few guards continue to come later, exchanging words with the guards who were talking to Ray until earlier, to take the man who still remains stunned.

I'm pretty sure it's coming from the thought that we're taking care of ourselves at this busy time, carrying it on a violent hand somehow.

"Bye, Ray. You can come too.... and for the record, it's good that you catch those red cloth guys, but don't forget that if you imitate like that in a situation where you haven't done anything, I'm gonna have to catch you at worst."

If, like this one, you're going to catch the person who committed any crime, there's nothing wrong with that.

But if Ray is just going to do something about those who have a red cloth wrapped around their arms just because they're there, that's not surprising that Ray is going to get caught.

… it was more subtle whether or not to appeal to the guards than if there was a dark spot behind the red cloth.