Legend

It was half by chance that Ray noticed the merchant's movements.

Only at that moment did the merchant man pull out his dagger was he slightly murdered.

And the moment he felt killed, Ray moved almost reflexively.

He kicked the knight, who was about to be stabbed with a dagger, and grabbed his wrist and threw it while avoiding the blow of the dagger that the merchant man waved down.

The move was really an act of a few seconds, but enough time for Ray to move.

"Ray!"

Another knight, unlike the one who was kicked in, rushes towards Ray, who is holding the merchant in.

That's how when the knight came to Ray's side, he received the man Ray was holding back as he was.

"Sorry, thanks"

"No.... I just kind of doubt why you went into action at this time"

Towards a knight holding down a man on his own behalf, Ray utters a voice of doubt.

There is no doubt that the man who pretended to be a merchant is the type of assassin.

I was too used to earlier movements to say that I did it abruptly with blood on my head.

But then, naturally, you know who Ray is.

He showed things like not knowing Ray when he was pretending to be a merchant, but that was only supposed to be a shame.

If so, why did you bother to take action when you were there?

It would be natural to question that.

"Maybe it's because Ray's here. What do you say, no?

That's what the knight holding down the man asks, but he has no reply.

Looking at the two like that, a knight finally kicked up by Ray, approaching while fluttering his legs slightly.

"Right. Ray came, so I turned some consciousness over there and missed consciousness from him.... I didn't think you were an assassin."

A knight who tells a frustrating mix as he flutters his legs.

Nevertheless, the frustration was directed primarily at himself who was alarmed.

As a knight, and as a gatekeeper, it must have been the worst thing for a knight to have missed attention from a stranger.

"Well, this guy was good with his arms now, too. I hardly felt anything like killing until I took out my weapon."

"No, I didn't feel it at all, even though they said most of it."

A knight kicked by Ray tells you with a complicated look.

Knight...... if it is also not just a knight, but also a knight of the Gilm on the periphery, then its strength is just what it deserves to call elite.

More than that, I had to notice the man's killing, but I couldn't do it at all.

With that in mind, it's not strange to show depression.

However, this purely has to do with Ray's superior ability in that hand.

Originally made by a gate of zepiles, Ray's flesh today is a very high spec thing.

In addition to that, Ray has dived through enough battles to be ridiculous to count.

Monsters and people, rank s adventurers.

Given those, it would be natural to go up in terms of the ability to feel killer as well.

"Anyway, you'll need to hear a lot of information from this guy first.... you think I'll let you!?

The moment the knight who was holding the man back spoke when he heard the information, the man who was held back makes a suspicious move.

The knight who sees it quickly reaches out one hand to the man's jaw and secures it.

Did you try to bite your tongue, or even drink the poison you were hiding in your teeth or somewhere?

Ray didn't know the area, but he couldn't do it because the knight fixed his jaw.

(If you have poison planted in your back teeth or something, I think you can even drink it with your tongue... isn't that what you do?

Ray sees the knight holding his jaw and reassuring, questions like that.

But maybe if I were to swallow it as much as I touched it with my tongue, that would be what I would eat in my normal life or get into my mouth with you when I had a drink, and I decided not to say anything.

While Ray was thinking about that, you heard the noise on the table. Several knights and soldiers came, merchants...... no, fill the assassin man with monkeys, tie his arms and legs and take him.

"Ray, thanks to you for saving me this time. Thanks.... I'm just glad you could help me in any other way than kicking me next time"

The knight, who bowed his head to Ray and uttered a word of gratitude, tells him so jokingly at the end.

In fact, it's true that I ate Ray's kick properly, albeit with some relief.

The armor is snagging at the evidence, indicating how powerful the kick was.

... Though I am enduring the pain even with that kick, being able to talk and move in this way showed that I am so trained as to be called elite.

"Oh, I'll be careful next time. However, if you'll be careful next time, it will help.... so the question is why did that assassin come"

The knight shakes his neck to the side to Ray, who tells him looking at the assassins being taken by the other knights.

"There's no way you can tell if I tell you that.... In the first place, why should I be targeted?

"Are you buying grudges from women or something?

That's one of the knights left on the scene.

At present, besides Ray and the two former knights, there are several knights on the side of the gates of the Lords' Hall.

The assassin attacked me, so I guess I'm trying to protect this place just in case.

Ray knows that too, so I won't say anything, but it was the knight who got kicked by Ray who expressed dissatisfaction with the words of such a knight.

"Why are you buying grudges from women?"

"Heard that? About Rosinante at the tavern."

"... so Rosinante sent me an assassin? You're not supposed to."

I was slightly curious about what happened with a woman named Rosinante, Ray, but now he opens his mouth that he will need to talk more closely than that.

"From what I saw, it seemed like the wind that the assassin wasn't after someone specific, but tried to kill anyone for now..."

"Whoever it is, so I was targeted. It's not going to be stylish, it."

Knight to expose dissatisfaction.

If for any reason you were clearly targeted, you are dissatisfied but also convinced.

But it would be natural for anyone to kill for the time being, and if they were targeted as their opponent, to come to mind with that irrationality.

At least, if it was Ray, it would have definitely come to mind if that had happened.

"It's only my expectation, though, that anyone could have. Unfortunately, I don't know what's actually going on. I guess that's what you need to ask him around."

"... right"

Though seemingly dissatisfied, the knight agrees with Ray's words.

It is not clear that things are not clear.

It's not refreshing, but it was nevertheless true that there was nothing I could do about this one.

"For that reason, good luck with the assassin thing. I would have liked to know a little more about it if I could, but there's no way I'd have left the tower where it was born."

"I know. I'm the only one being targeted this time. I'll make sure this thing is cleared up."

When a knight kicked by Ray says so, the other knights nod naturally.

This fight - not as hot as it sounds - was sold to the Knights.

In some cases, I can't help but think they sold the fight to the lord.

Beyond that, as a dusker, I definitely needed to be well kedged.

Because if you imitate the way you cry and fall asleep like this, Dusker will be insulted.

In that case, there will also be an obstacle to ruling the guilds.

Above all, there was a problem with Dusker's mental health in keeping the person who was after his life intact.

Even now, work, work, work and a life without time to rest continue every day.

In that, if you allow an imitation to move freely in the guild even more of the person you're after for your life, you'll have extra stress that's just build-up.

"Right. Good luck with that, then. I hope it goes well."

"Do that.... Oh, and this one..."

"I know, don't worry, I won't tell anyone"

Don't make me say it till the end, Ray tells me so.

Fortunately, there is no one around the Lords' Hall.

Unlike last year, I try not to meet with merchants, so there was no such thing as a gathering of merchants in front of the Lords' Hall.

Because of this, no one was watching the scene where the knight was attacked by an assassin.

... That's why it's not surprising that a knight wants to keep this thing hidden if he can.

Secret processing can cause confusion and confusion, if any, to those who tried to target Dusker… or the Knights.

Ray also took on the favor of not talking to anyone because he knew it.

Now, if the person who sent the assassin even had some kind of magic item, there was also the possibility of sticking his neck in for it.

Luckily for the knights who are trying to do something about this on their own, the assassins earlier had nothing like magic items.

For Ray, who has a hobby of collecting magic items, I probably should have said unfortunately.

Anyway, as Ray himself said, now the Tower of Birth...... I don't want to be too far from the underground space in the middle of the Trento woods to be exact.

That's why Ray told the Knights to do their best, and finally told them to contact him when they really couldn't help themselves, and to walk away from the Lords' Hall with Seto.

Ray and Seto, who left Gilm after running errands, as I told the knights, soon returned to the Trent Forest... precisely where the Tower of Birth was located.

I've been stopping by a few stalls and buying in a lot before I got out of the guild, but laywise, that doesn't stop by.

In fact, the kind of food bought at that stall is to be served as a meal during the camp, and the price is to be received from Dusker at a later date.

I mean, I could have said that the stopover was half work.

The food kind is replenished in the carriage for once, but because Ray knows he's serving food, the food that's brought in is a pretty poor substitute.

That's what many preserved foods like dried meat and hard-baked bread do.

They are, in many cases, preserved in the Tower of Birth and used as preserved food for Lizardman.

(The dried meat is just salty. At the very least, if you can use spices, you can make some more delicious dried meat... like they sell in Japan, like beef jerky)

When Ray was in Japan, he had beef jerky that his father had bought for booze knobs, but the beef jerky he had at that time was clearly different from the dried meat in this world.

But I guess that's natural.

Dry meat in this world is only a substitute for preservation.

In comparison, the beef jerky Ray knows is more bound to delicacy than to preservativeness.

In fact, when I looked at the expiration date of the beef jerky sold in the store, it was so short that I couldn't call it a preserved food.

Until now there was no such thing as spices...... no, there was one but it was very expensive, so the dried meat made with gilm was second to none in taste with preservativeness in mind.

But now, thanks to the green people, it is possible that they will be able to produce spices.

That would undoubtedly give priority to preservativeness, but there was ample chance that we could have dried meat that tasted a little better.

"Ray? Are you back?"

One of the adventurers calls out when he notices Ray traveling on Ceto.

The other adventurers and Lizardmans had also noticed Ray's presence, calling out and bowing their heads to each of them.

Ray was advancing to the tower of his birth as he greeted those people back, but he stops his foot.

"Gru?"

What's the matter with you? Seto gazing at Ray.

With such a stroke of Seto's head, Ray turns his gaze toward the lake.

At the end of that line of sight was a fish of considerable size… about two meters long, with sharp fangs to see.

"Uh, what about that fish? Fish, after all, was it caught in the lake?

To that question of Ray, the adventurer and Lizardman nod satisfactorily.

If you look closely, some people are mild but injured, and I guess that's the answer to Ray's question.

To Ray's words, the adventurers and Lizardmans who were asked snorted with a grin.