Legend

Slam Street.

Ray, who came there, was quickly entwined by the inhabitants there... never to come, and Ning Ro was welcome.

"Mr. Ray, what's wrong with you today? If there's anything I can do for you, I can help."

"Yeah, well, I'm not particularly busy today either, so I'm going out with you. Slam Street is dangerous."

"Silly, you. There's Mr. Ray and Seto, so you don't mean it's dangerous, do you?

"You're the fool. If Ray and Seto are strong enough to stay out of trouble, you've never been over it, have you?

As soon as I entered Slam Street, I was approached by people of all ages, from the teens below to the forties above.

Nevertheless, Ray knows many of those who have gathered together.

No, I'm not as close as I am to knowing.

That's because during the winter, he was a resident of Slam Street, where he was entrusted with the dismantling of Giganto Turtle.

With the income earned from the dismantling of Giganto Turtle, many were out of Slam Street.

However, some of them remained fond of Slam Street, many of them could not get out of Slam Street by living such a life that they would run out on the day the reward came in, and many others remained in Slam Street for various other reasons.

Most of them are impressed with Ray, who made them earn money.

Ray like that came to Slam Street, so I couldn't have told him not to bake his care.

Even the inhabitants of Slam Street... No, because they are residents of Slam Street, many are grateful to Ray for letting them earn money.

Especially in winter, there are few jobs, and many people die of freezing or starvation in normal years.

Only this year did few people freeze to death or starve to death, probably because Ray hired many to dismantle Giganto Turtle.

The income from its dismantling has enabled many to move beyond the winter.

If you try to be one that goes beyond the winter, the presence of Ray was much appreciated.

Nor was there any intention that Giganto Turtle might be dismantled this winter.

"Uh, I'm glad you got together, but I don't think you should be too close to me right now. I'm in trouble right now."

"Gru......"

Ringing out to Ray's words as Seto agrees.

What's there is a color that seems really sorry.

Even for Seto, the slum city dwellers who have gathered here are never the ones to dislike.

No, I was even under a good impression in that sense because many people adored themselves in their free time like breaks.

That's why I didn't want to involve the troublemakers currently involved.

"Uh... I'm sorry, but I'm gonna have to get to a somewhere a little dangerous from now on. I'm sorry, can we talk about this later? Besides, I'm in a lot of trouble right now, so I better not get too close."

Ray could be as ruthless as any hostile opponent, but if he asks himself if he can imitate such an opponent, the answer is no.

Now anyway, I needed to make sure I didn't get into a situation where assassins were after me.

An opponent who admires himself is caught up in the fight against an assassin who has been after him.

If that happens, it's not a pleasant event, either, as Ray.

"Grrrrrrrr?...... Grrrrrrrr"

Having understood Ray's thoughts, Seto leaves his opponent, who was stroking himself because he hadn't seen him in a long time.

Although the woman who was stroking him seemed sorry for Seto's behavior, she nevertheless decided that she could not stroke him any more because of Seto's condition, and showed her how convinced she was.

"If Ray's in any trouble, that's why we're here! Hey, guys!

Raise your voice to the words of a man in his twenties or so, as everyone else was convinced of it.

It was true that such a reply came out of favor towards Ray, but at the same time there was an intention there.

For slum city dwellers to survive in winter, they need money accordingly.

With Ray, you can expect the rewards of dismantling Giganto Turtle.

That's why I naturally don't want Ray to die, and I don't want him to get hurt either.

... Most of all, only the residents of Slam Street know how powerful Ray is, naturally.

Above all, it was obvious that he had extraordinary strength at a time when it was more than Ray who defeated Giganto Turtle, defeating all those powerful monsters.

... Still, many people think so, wanting to cooperate with Ray because of the thought of maybe. But Ray shakes his neck against such an opponent.

"No, this one thing is really dangerous. I don't feel comfortable involving you in my actions. It's just... right. If you knew where the organization was based, would you tell me?

Black dog.

The moment Ray speaks yes, many turn their anxious gaze to Ray.

(What? Maybe that black dog thinks I'm gonna lose to the organization?

Though I think so for a moment, the gaze of those gathered around me at Ray is like worrying about something else, not Ray, even if you're worried.

"Hey, Ray. Could it be... is this time you're rubbing it with a black dog?

Ray shakes his neck to the side to ask the man in such a way as to be afraid.

"No, that's not the point. I was just introduced to a black dog as an organization that might have the information I need in this case."

Everyone who was listening to the words around them is at ease.

Based on that, Ray understood that black dogs were not hated by the residents of Slam Street, but were a well-liked organization.

Of course, I don't know what it actually is, but at least the majority of those on this scene were definitely favored over black dogs.

"Well, good."

Phew, Ray puts his doubts in the mouth to the man who shows relief.

"Looking at you now, it doesn't look like a black dog is a problematic organization."

"Oh. Of course, I'm doing things that I can't shake out, but at the same time, I can help people in Slam Street in a lot of places."

"I used to get help when I got caught in a chimp."

When one says so, the others say they have been helped in the same way.

Ray, who was watching how it went, is convinced that there is an organization in Slam Street that does that as well, while at the same time convinced that that is why Marina wrote to me...... letting me have a kind of reference.

If an organization called Black Dog was one that I'm convinced was said to be a slum street organization, Marina wouldn't have thought to introduce me to Ray either.

If that's also what you want Ray to crush that organization for, you might have introduced such an organization to Ray.

"Okay. So, where's the black dog azito? Now I want to get there as quickly as I can."

"Oh, then I'll show you around."

A man in his late teens, who seems healthy, tells him so.

From that look of confidence, I guess I understand exactly where the black dog aside is.

Nor did the others decide that it was okay if they left it to the man, nor did they disagree with the man's words.

... To be honest, as Ray, I don't want to take this guy with me if I can.

That's because we could have gotten involved in an assassination riot.

Until now, there has been no opponent so blatantly attacking me for once because the place was outside Slam Street.... as it was attacked at the end of the line anyway.

But this is Slam Street.

There's nothing like the guards coming if there's nothing left to do.

And the residents of Slam Street basically don't do anything special just because there's been a commotion.

... No, if anyone died in the commotion, I would do things like take gold from the body.

Either way, if the assassin comes, it could get this guy involved.

If Ray and Seto are the only ones, if that's not the one with the strength of an alias adventurer class, then there's something to deal with.

But what would happen if there was this man there?

I may be somewhat accustomed to fighting just because I live in Slam Street.

But in a life-threatening battle and quarrel, there's a huge... that's the incomparable difference.

"Are you sure you're okay? If you could show me the way to Ajito the black dog, I'd go this way later, though?

"Um, that's kind of hard. Because it's quite complicated."

That's what I said, a man scratching his head.

There is dandruff all around.

This is just for Slam Street, and that would be natural.

In addition, the summer is only approaching and temperatures are rising, and the smell is even somewhere.

Looks like Slam Street is what's left of the surrounding buildings that are also broken and not repaired.

But there are many places to hide only in such places, which would be a great place to raid if you tried to be an assassin.

It was only natural for Ray to be alert to his surroundings because there were countless other such raids.

"As I said earlier, I'm currently in trouble. Going to the Black Dog Aegis is also why. If you're traveling with me, you could get into that trouble. If you do, you could die the worst.... Still going with me?

"... go"

He was the man who showed how lost he was for a few seconds, but still snorts eventually.

Honestly, Ray, why would this guy do that for himself? Although I had the thought, I am convinced that if I were to say so much.

"Okay. Then please."

At the end of the day, Ray breaks and snorts at the man's words.

The man smiles happily at Ray's words like that.

Going ahead, one of the organizations behind this is the Black Dog.

It is also a rare organization in which residents of Slam Street have a corresponding preference.

But still, it should have done something darker behind it than it was the organization behind it.

To go to such an organization's Azit... the man had a happy grin from the bottom of his heart when he said it could also be targeted by assassins along the way.

"This way, this way"

Saying so, the man moves on to guide Ray and Seto.

Those who were around until earlier also decided that the guidance of Ray and Seto should be left to the man, each returning to what he had to do.

Work, talk to friends, avoid the heat and take a nap.

Where did some of them get it from, they thought it was fruit water and they were drinking drinks.

(No, where did you really get that from?

Fruit water is basically quite expensive.

That's why it's not such an easy substitute to get in Slam Street.

... Most importantly, if we go to some place in the organization behind us, it is possible to make more money than those in poor tabular society, and given the circumstances around it, there is probably nothing strange about people in the slums drinking fruit water.

"Mr. Ray, Seto, over here.... Oh, don't touch the building there. He was pretty beaten up in this previous fight, so touching him poorly could break him."

That's what the man pointed at, a house.

As the saying goes, there are holes in the walls in various places, and if you hit him a little with the power of Ray, that's going to break it, such a house.

"Uh... yeah. Right. Sure, in this house, wouldn't it be strange if I just touched it a little and it collapsed?... By the way, does anyone live in this house?

"I wonder how it went. Because they live or do not dwell by that day. When I saw it yesterday, no one was there."

"Is that what it is"

As for Ray, that's all I can say.

"Oh, would you like a peek? Maybe there's someone out there."

"No, if there's anyone out there, you can't peek."

As a resident of Slam Street, is that not a problem?

I just thought that a little bit, Ray, but the guy nods that it's okay.

"There's nothing wrong with that area. If you're sleeping in a house like this, of course, you're prepared to do that."

You see, and a man who suggests you peek into the house through a hole in the wall nearby.

As for Ray, he wanted to head to the Black Dog Ajit earlier than that if he could, but as far as the guy's concerned, he can't move on until he peeks inside the house.

While I questioned that, I peeked inside the house from where the man showed me by saying that I should take a peek for now... At that moment, what I saw in Ray's eyes was a man about to swing his dagger down against himself.