Legend

That's what the man who finally realizes the anomalies of the Rays who are capturing themselves says, but Rays and the guards don't need to go along with it.

Or maybe if the three other guys besides Ray were wearing guard uniforms, the guy would have figured out who they were right away too... I'm changing into personal clothes just in case in this one case.

That's why the man is who he is in front of... and he doesn't know what he was after.

"What do we do? Can I leave this guy to you? If you want to draw information, you're in charge."

"If that's the means, aren't you more used to it that way?

Dare the guards not give Ray's name and tell him so.

If we show clearly here who we are and who is holding the man in, it will give them information.

In such a case, you know that the person does not have any information can be a weapon to make the person anxious.

Ray also nods small and opens his teasing mouth when he realizes the thought of such a guard.

"It's not like I'm bad at getting information out, but when I do, it's gonna be pretty rough. That's in a way that's close to torture or something."

Ray's words, to which he replied so, are never a mistake.

When you tip off a bandit, that's why they cut off their fingers, or their hands and feet, and show their seriousness, and they're quick to imitate information.

... Although it has also spread that Ray has been called these days in a way that feels like bandit eating, and he often gives us information immediately without having to imitate it like that.

Either way, Ray can't imitate things like listening out in speech.

(Are good and bad detectives? I think something like that happened, but I'm not the only one who can do it, and a guard can do that normally, so now it's useless knowledge)

I guess the man who was listening to those two conversations convinced me that it was not something like cheating, but saying it normally.

Open your mouth, as you panicked.

"Wait! As I was saying, getting your hands on me is the same as selling fights to kings! You really know that!?

"Even if they say so. In the first place, at a time when they're making you do the kind of work that brings the red cloth this far, you're nothing but a key figure in the Kings, are you? Maybe he's actually from the Duke's house, but are you going to tell me? Well, if you work at the Duke's house or something, maybe there is."

"Gu!"

I guess Ray's words were a star.

A man can't say anything, like he's stuck in words.

Or maybe... it was Ray who asked with that thought, unfortunately the man is not very much but of the Duke's... no, it was obvious he wasn't noble, even if he didn't get that far.

"So, that's it. In the meantime, I think I can get a lot of information from this guy... Huh!?

Let's take him to the jar and make him throw up any information he knows.

That's what I tried to say, Ray, but half reflexively, let go of the man who was holding him and jump off the spot.

"Back off!"

Screaming, ignoring the cold sweat I feel on my back.

You must have noticed the intense sense of impatience in Ray's words. The guards retreat from the scene without hesitation and travel to Ray's side.

On the spot...... all that remained near the center of this underground space were the men who had been pressed to the ground by Ray until a few seconds before, and the men of red cloth connected by rope and self-absent.

A self-less redcloth man has no particular reaction whatsoever.

But the man who was held up until a few seconds ago was suddenly surprised that he was released... no, at first he was confused without knowing what had happened, but still soon realized that he was free to move, raising questions... and when he realized where he was, he had an incredible look on his face... running off the spot.

That's the slightest attempt to get away from where I am now...... but the action was slow by the decisive.

It was almost simultaneous for Ray to take the Death Size and Dusk Spear out of the Mystering and set it up, and for the space of the place just in the middle of the underground space to rip open.

That's as if breaking paper, the space rips...... the next moment, it's wet in some liquid from that space rip, how many pink tentacles, dozens of them pop up.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

The man runs screaming, but the tentacles follow the man upright, whether the screaming or intense movement caught the tentacles' attention.

"Shit, help me, help me. Huh!

He was a man who pleaded so much, but naturally the tentacles could not imitate hearing a man and helping him... the tentacles that traveled through the air at an arrowy speed let that tip touch the man's body.

The tip of the tentacles is not particularly pointy, let alone like a mouth... Still, the tentacles worked.

Docun, and.

Dokun, dokun, dokun, dokun, dokun, and.

With that sound, the tentacles snake as if the snake swallowed something whole.

At the same time, the man's body dries abruptly...... less than ten seconds later, its body falls to the floor, becoming only a corpse of bone and skin.

... the body was the same one Ray saw when he was checking inside the mansion.

(I see, I wondered what such a corpse could do, but this is how the corpse was created)

Three of the guards were breathtaking next door, but the rush Ray had felt until a few seconds ago with wonder disappeared, allowing him to observe calmly the sight in front of him.

Though Ray also knew that the pink tentacles were not actually a distracting opponent at all because he was able to recognize the unknown existence.

Still calmer than the guards, I've been through a lot, but it must be the late.

Nevertheless, that peachy tentacle, that's not one or two either, and it was obvious that if you look at the sight of dozens of them coming out of the rift of space, how can it not be done easily?

Ray leaves one step ahead so we can attack ourselves whenever we want.

The guards were clearly upset, which is why it also meant Ray boasted of his presence and calmed him down before acting confused and odd.

"Calm down."

Small, squeal at the guards so they don't sound as tentacles as possible.

Are the guards hearing or not Ray's words like that... or maybe he couldn't recognize them with his head even if he heard them, but unfortunately he doesn't seem to react to Ray's words in any way, and he can't keep his words out of his mouth.

(I think it might be a good idea for you to keep your mouth shut in order not to attract that pink tentacle's attention... but the question is can you really keep your mouth shut?)

The body of a man with only bones and skin falls to the floor, and the pink tentacles move through the air as if to look for something...... that's how attitude shows that he's still not eating enough.

Looking at tentacles like that, thinking about what to do… Eventually, at the next moment, the tentacles inadvertently stop moving and move out in unison.

Similarly earlier, the arrows flying straight as they slashed and ripped the air... not the Rays, but the self-less Red Buddha.

Ray was questioning why we headed for Red Buddha instead of ourselves, perhaps because there was a Red Buddha closer to the crack of space, which is the correct answer in this case.

But seeing the pink tentacles flying towards us is nothing like Red Buddha responding to anything more than the fact that he doesn't exist.

Just look at the tentacles closing in silently...... at the next moment, touching that tentacle absorbs the guts, body fluids, and so on, especially by the tip of the tentacles, just like the man earlier.

Not one or two of them either, but all the red cloths on the spot accept the tentacles in silence...... Eventually, like the first man, all the red cloths fall to the ground as corpses of bones and skins only.

Ray looks at such a sight without any particular emotions.

No, I was satisfied with this if I could. I was thinking in the wind that I wanted the tentacles to disappear from that space rift, but I understood that was the sweet idea, not because the tentacles went back to the space rift, but because their tips were pointed at the Rays.

"Shit, take it and run! Go back to the mansion!

Tentacles are after us.

Having so decided, Ray screams quickly, and fortunately the guards have already returned to me or run out towards the stairs they have descended without hesitation.

I guess this kind of scene was totally unexpected, the guards, but still working as guards until now, I guess I was surprised by the sight in front of me and never stumbled on my feet.

But... naturally, even as a tentacle, the opponent who becomes his prey is trying to escape, but he doesn't imitate leaving it alone.

Leave Ray alone who is still nearby and won't get away with it, and first extend his tentacles toward the guards who are trying to get away.

As before, he was a tentacle trying to capture prey with a quick move...

Slash!

At the next moment, the tentacles, which were stretched straight, are cut by the death-sized blade held by Ray.

But Ray's face, which cut off his tentacles, had some discontent color.

(You're tough. No, should I describe it as hard to slash, not tough?

The expression that the pink tentacles are just - is strange - but if they were tentacles, a death size would have allowed them to be chopped apart without resistance or anything.

But the death-sized blade that Ray wielded felt resistance to its tentacles.

In spite of the fact that it is a death size through magic.

This tentacle will undoubtedly not be harmed by the long sword wielded by the adventurers around it.

Ray was so sure, but at the end of that gaze, the tentacles cut by the Death Size burst as if they were snakes or something...... eventually, they turn into dust and vanish.

An obviously unusual sight.

Most of all, it was obvious that it was not normal at the time when a rift was created in space and the tentacles stretched from it.

"... it would be easier if you just gave up."

A disgusting voice probably came out of Ray's mouth because a new tentacle stretched out of the rift in space and appeared in this world.

And the new tentacles weren't the guards who had already disappeared up the stairs, and they definitely targeted the only remaining rays on this scene as prey.

"In the meantime, are you sure the Kings just called in this kind of trouble? It's troublesome... dude!

Let Ray's words be said to the end, and all of the tentacles are released toward Ray.

No matter how fast the tentacles were, that was the only problem if they were just straight as before.

But... Did you learn from the fact that the tentacles were cut earlier, and the tentacles flying toward the rays were mixed with other tentacles that altered the orbit in the air, besides those that went straight.

"It's troublesome! Flying slaughter!"

Cut the tentacles with the blade to be returned, or use the dusk spear in your left hand to cut the tentacles, while releasing a flying slash on the tentacles that have changed the orbit and towing them.

Strong resistance remained in the hands even with a dusk spear because death size would not cut it off lightly.

Tentacles that were cut off in the middle, but still connected to the rift in space, strike from next to the next and to the ray.

That is why the length of the tentacles is replenished only for what the ray has cut, and even more so the number of tentacles extending from the rift in space.

"Multiple slashes!

After a Death Size Slash, two additional Slashes are released as an effect of the skill.

Several tentacles are severed in one slash, and another tentacle that was near the first tentacle is severed in the slash of the chase.

A blow wielded with a spear of dusk also feels the resistance of the opponent, but still severs the tentacles one after the other.

But the number of tentacles coming out of a space rift never seems to decrease.

(What do we do? Physically, I still can afford it...... but it won't do me any good to stay like this forever)

While thinking in a corner of his head, the death-size and dusk spears that Ray wields cut off one pink tentacle after another.

Originally, the severed tentacles stack up on the floor and it's not strange to run out of foot treadmills.

Still, we are able to act without problems because the tentacles that fall on the floor are turning into dust one after another.

That's why Ray didn't step on his tentacles by mistake and upset his balance...

"Ray, over here! Come back here!

To that voice, which sounded unexpected, Ray continued his battle with the tentacles, while proceeding one by one towards the stairs he had descended.