Legend

"Kerr......"

Lenora manages to hide her surprise in Ray's words.

The name Cerberus gave Lenora that much impact.

Even at the periphery, a Rank B monster is not an easy match for you.

Trent Forest in particular has never seen a high-ranking monster come out before

... Exceptions like Giganto Turtle exist, but few of them have ever seen such high-ranking monsters come out of Trent Forest as they are now.

Most of the time, there are giant slimes that have emerged from the lake's transfer.

"Oh. So I've been dismantling it for a while, so I'd like to sell some material or something...... what do I do?

"It stands out here, so can you ask the warehouse? I'll get you a specialist right away."

If you are an Alliance employee, many of them have eyes that discern the material to some extent.

But that's only to a certain extent, and not far enough for an expert.

In that sense, it was still more certain that a dedicated person would be available with regard to the Cerberus material that Ray had brought this time.

Even as Ray, I would never have gone beyond that if someone with expertise had appraised the material.

"If you do, this one will help. … so, regarding the Trent Forest…"

Even if I didn't say it to the end, Lenora would have understood what Ray was trying to say.

"Yes, I will keep the people who work in the Trent Forest well informed about the area.... I wish I could turn the adventurer with my arms around you"

With that said, Lenora clouds her words.

An armed adventurer has a lot of work to do.

Turning such adventurers into escorts of the crooks working in the Trento Forest was problematic.

Also, when highly-ranked adventurers are asked to work, they are naturally rewarded more.

"I can't say anything about that neighborhood, so I'll leave it to the Alliance. Well, I'll go to the warehouse with Cerberus material for now, so give me the man in charge."

"Okay.... I'm glad Kenny isn't here."

It was Lenora who called it smudging, but why would Ray say that? and tilt his neck.

I know Kenny likes me, but I still didn't know I was going to bother giving you a name here......

"With Kenny, did he make any difference?

"Well... I don't really like dog monsters."

"... I see"

Could it be that Kenny doesn't like canine monsters because he's a cat beast? I didn't think so, but as Ray, I decided I shouldn't go any further into the matter for now, so I left the guild.

"Wow! This is amazing. Cerberus material up to this point is not something you can get so rarely."

An Alliance official, who specializes in buying and selling materials, looks at Ray's removed various Cerberus materials and speaks up.

I'm sure there's some flattery in it for Ray, but it wasn't a mistake to actually think so.

Nevertheless, I'm not complimenting Ray on all the material he brings.

I look at the skin that remains on the hairs peeled from Cerberus and I feel sorry for it because I see it.

"You have no neck..."

"Uh, yeah. When I killed Cerberus, I cut him with three necks wrapped around him."

"Right.... If my neck was still attached, I could have bought it for quite a bit..."

It would be the honesty of the guild staff that they wanted it in the best possible condition, just for superb materials.

Seeing how such a guild clerk is, Ray somehow understands why.

"With your neck still attached, did you even peel it?

"Oh. The stripping of Cerberus, if you are noble... no, if you are rich even if you are not noble, is mostly the substitute you want. Anyway, it's only rare to strip a Rank B monster."

"... I see"

I can be proud because I have something that no one else has. It was more accurate to show authority.

From Ray's point of view, it also seems somewhat ridiculous, but it is also true that when there is a lot of interaction between nobles, that can be a great force.

That's why I would have liked an intact Cerberus as a peel that could sell for a high price, even as a guild.

"If I'd known in advance, I might have been able to take them down that way."

That's the way...... I mean, Ray's first thought as a knockout that doesn't cut off his neck is a fight like breaking a neck bone.

Or it could be a way to destroy the heart, but in that case, if you did poorly, you could have damaged the demon stone.

As Ray, who needs demon stones, I don't want to imitate that if I can.

When I did, I still needed a way to break my neck bone.

"From now on, it'll help if you take him down like that."

"Next time.... but I don't know when I'll see Cerberus again."

"Well, that's right....... hmm? What happened to the meat? I buy Cerberus meat because it's delicious."

"Uh, bad. I'll eat it over here when it comes to meat."

You eat meat the size of Cerberus? I was a questionable guild employee, but I recall that I don't have to worry about meat rotting any more than Ray has an item box.

Ray also uses Griffon's Ceto as his obedience, and given the size of Ceto's body, he thinks that's the only way he'll be able to eat this much monster's meat without an item box.

"Right, okay.... Unfortunately, that's all the material."

Ray didn't have demon stones among the materials he put out, but Ray's hobby is collecting demon stones, which most guild people know.

It's a rare hobby, and normally it's not a very well established hobby, except if you have the strength of Ray.

That's why the Alliance officials didn't say anything about it.

Thus, Ray sold Cerberus' material to the Alliance.

"Look, stay in here. Don't worry, I think we can serve quite a few guys for once."

"Sorry for the inconvenience"

One of the adventurers in the dungeon bows his head toward the knight.

Normally, there is no such thing as being thanked by the person who put him in the dungeon, so the knight answers appropriately, even though it seems subtly difficult to do so, before leaving the dungeon.

Dropping off such a knight, the adventurers look around.

"This is a dungeon, right? For that matter, the equipment isn't that bad... what's going on?

"Um, we haven't done anything wrong, but we've seen something we shouldn't, so we're supposed to be in the dungeon, so don't you at least mean somewhere we don't feel a little uncomfortable?

"I don't think there's anything I can do about it at the time they put me in the dungeon."

The men here are adventurers chased by Kobolt to places with lakes and birth towers.

As the knight said, he came to Gilm in a carriage with various supplies, starting with food, and the treatment decided by the upper management of Gilm, who understood the circumstances, meant keeping him locked in the dungeon for a while.

You still think it's bad, like the men say. The dungeons, even in the dungeons, are put in the dungeons that trap important figures like nobles.

"Anyway, I'm telling you, they serve rice, and depending on what you think, it's not such a bad treatment, is it? This is how you just need to sleep."

Your body's gonna be dull.

With that conversation, the men look around in the dungeon.

Only a dungeon for important people, even if the five of them have been put together, feels somewhat narrow but only to that extent.

"Yeah, it's pretty solid.... I mean, it's above our inn, here. Honestly, I'm a little scared that if I stay here, I won't be able to get out later."

"The beds are pretty fancy, too. Yeah, I know how that feels. And no rats."

"Are you there? Really? This place is a dungeon, so it's not weird to be around rats."

"Uh... well, I can't say enough that you'll never be there. After all, we're not that sharp."

When the adventurers are having a conversation like that, they inadvertently hear the door open.

The sound is not the sound of a dungeon door with men opening, but the sound of a stair door leading to the dungeon opening.

Normally, there wouldn't be a meal because the knights who brought themselves here have just disappeared.

When that happens, who the hell is here?

Weren't some of the men here to see the lake or the tower of birth and try to erase themselves after all? And I'm just a little nervous.

But I realize it was the servant with the blanket who came down the stairs, relieved.

At night, I thought it would be cold in this basement, too, so he brought me a blanket.

Sometimes I get sweaty cheerful during the day in the spring now, but it's still cold at night.

Especially since this place is a dungeon, which is extra cold.

There is a kind of blanket on the bed, but it's basically more than a place to use it alone, and that blanket is only for one person.

Thinking about the situation around here, I thought you might have brought me a blanket this way.

Because you actually brought me a blanket.

The men wait happily for the dungeon door to open... but the man stands in front of the dungeon, but there is no way to open the dungeon door.

"Huh? Hey, dude. What's the matter with you? You brought us that blanket, didn't you?

One of the adventurers speaks that way to a servant man.

But the man who was called out spoke something completely different without answering the words.

"Silver rings, gold rings, and mythrill rings. Who the hell has that ring?

"Huh!?

All the adventurers breathe in the words that came out of the mouth of the servant man.

When I came in contact here, I was told in advance.

But I didn't expect this kind of person to come into contact with me.

Either way, now that I have to respond, I'm surprised but forced to open my mouth.

"The Spirit of the Wood, Trent Has a Ring"

"... confirmed the agreement. Well, I don't have much time to do this either. Listen quick, what's Dusker hiding?

To that word, the adventurer man takes a deep breath to calm himself, then opens his mouth.

"Lakes and towers. The lake, in particular, is quite... no, very large. The tower was like the residence of a Lizardman. And I don't know how to judge this, but there was a huge chunk of flame on the side of the lake. Whatever, burning slime or something."

"Give me a slime?

"Oh. That's what we heard, yes. It's just huge... that's about the size of a small pile. You think there's a slime like that?

Are you getting excited as you speak, the adventurer man gradually turns into a rambling tone.

One of my buddies is pulling his clothes to be careful, but the guy who looks excited doesn't realize that.

"I haven't heard your thoughts. Just say what you saw for yourself, not your subjectivity."

The servant briefly tells the excited man.

The words contained obvious frustration.

The man who sensibly perceived it, half-reflexively silenced.

Because I realized half-intuitively that I was in front of myself the undisputed strong.

From there, the man tells one servant after another the information he was able to find out in the lake.

When I hear the contents of it to the end, the servant eventually opens his mouth.

"I will definitely keep Master Veen informed of that information. I'm sure you'll be living in this dungeon for a while, but I'll pay you well when I get out of here. Stay here now."

"Okay. I'm looking forward to the reward."

In that short exchange of words, the servant unlocks the locker and throws in the blanket he brings and walks away.

The men of the adventurer, who watched behind them, exhale loudly where the servant is finally invisible.

"Phew... I can't get it together, we're done."

"Oh. Hooray for that if I get paid safely after that... I wonder what will happen"

Although employed by a person named Veen, I have never actually met that person.

But we also need to cross somewhat dangerous bridges in order to make money, which is why we took this job.

The job of exploring what Dusker is hiding.

"But come on... if he's in a place like this earlier, don't you get information from that side?

"Don't go in there. If we go in here, we'll never get out of here."

The men changed the subject consciously, feeling the spine get cold somehow.