Legend

"Gu... damn..."

A man with a death-size blade touching the back of his neck whines with regret but nothing goes into action.

If I were to take any action, the death-sized blade touching the back of my neck would be pulled forward lightly... I mean, if I cut my neck, it would be because I understand that.

Such a man's perception is never wrong.

Because if a man actually wanted to do something, Ray was going to amputate that neck right away.

He's wearing a dragon robe hood, so there's no way a man can confirm everything on Ray's face.

I can't... Still, I knew right away that if I looked Ray in the eye, I would have no hesitation in killing the hostile opponent, even if he was a man.

"Surrender"

"Right.... for once I ask, are you the blue spear boss for sure?

"Oh, but only in the Guild."

"I guess."

I don't know if it's the home of an organization called the Blue Spear, but this time we've entered the Guild for the sole purpose of expanding our own forces, so to speak, this is what we should call the Guild Branch.

The man in the guild won't be the top of the blue spear.

Most importantly, it is not uncommon for quality to outweigh quantity in this world.

Given the circumstances around it, it is not a possibility that the top is actually the strongest person in the organization, cutting ahead and getting into the enemy's home base...

"Well, that's a few things I'd like to ask you. First...... right. This is a confirmation question, but you sent me an assassin in collaboration with other emerging organizations, didn't you?

"Oh.... stop it"

The words continued by the man who answered Ray's question were not unleashed against Ray.

Because I saw one of the members of the blue spear who still seemed to be able to move, managed to make an attack on Ray.

There is no point in imitating that in this situation.... On the contrary, it would be an act of deciding that you would just die in vain.

In fact, Ray hasn't stopped paying attention to the signs around him, either, while interrogating the man.

Naturally, I knew the man was trying to do something, so I was concentrating my consciousness there, too.

Still, I didn't imitate it to restrain it, probably because I understood that I could deal with whatever the other person had done in this situation.

"Right. It's a life I saved because of you. You're not gonna waste it here."

Without a glance at the man with his back turned, Ray tells him so.

Biri, and.

The man who was about to act stops the move when he finds out that Ray had noticed his presence from the beginning.

Even if the boss didn't have anything to stop him, if he was taking action, he would have been killed.

I guess it's because I thought so.

"Well, here's a continuation of the question. I don't know how many organizations you guys have together... but let me ask you something."

"What?"

The boss turns his gaze of doubt to Ray, wondering how the words that came out of Ray's mouth were really like that for now.

Because that's what I thought they might have attacked us trying to get a little information about the person they were after.

Maybe a kind of bluff?

I didn't think so, but the way I saw Ray, he doesn't look like he really cares.

Only the man who was wrapping up the blue spears who sent him to Gilm had the corresponding confidence in his eyes to see people.

But from the eyes of such a man, Ray doesn't seem very but deluded.

... In fact, what Ray hears from a man is a strong aspect of once.

Because the black dog has solid information about the area.

In that, even if you ask me if I can swallow what the enemy says, the answer is no.

But maybe it's because I have more information than the black dog has, and that's how I'm asking.

... For Ray, that's not the most important thing you should ask this guy.

"Then what the hell do you want to hear?

"Right.... Does the assassin being dispatched from the blue spear have the ability to mislead the killer or something by making him uncomfortable? Or do you know a guy who's capable of that in other organizations?

The biggest question for Ray was that, naturally.

To be honest, if we get that information, we don't need to attack other organizations, as much as we think we do.

... In fact, there is no reason to actually stop Black Dog from doing more than to cooperate and take action like this.

"What?"

"What I want to know is that information.... So, what do you say? If I knew, I'd be glad to know."

With that said, Ray pulls a slight but handy death size poked at the back of the man's neck.

One.

The death-sized blade gently slashes the skin and bleeds.

The man must have understood that his neck had been slightly but beheaded by the feeling of flowing blood.

Shake your head... open your mouth, not...

"Unfortunately, I don't know that. We don't have that kind of magic item or skill."

Ray observes, as he determines if the man's words telling him so are true.

Ray isn't that confident in the eyes that he sees people, but if they're still lying, he knows a lot somehow.

From Ray's eyes like that, it doesn't seem like a man is lying.

(Well, considering the characteristics of this organization, it's not that funny)

As far as Ray can tell, this tissue is all using blue spears.

Exactly, it was a weapon worthy of the organizational name Blue Spear.

But how can someone with such a blue spear as a weapon make Ray and Seto uncomfortable?

(If you have a magic item, you may be able to use it independently of a weapon called a blue spear.... that would also be difficult)

After all, even if this Blue Spear organization was involved in this one, it didn't have the information Ray was after.

Unfortunately for that, Ray opens his mouth.

"Okay.... So, is there anything left to say at the end?

For Ray, the man in front of him is the boss of an organization that has been after his own life.

There are multiple other organizations, but that's why I don't have the option of keeping this blue spear boss intact.

Even if you miss it here, it's more than likely that it's coming after you again.

I guess the man knows that, too. Open your mouth, not beg for your life against Ray.

"Instead of giving my life, my living men must be missed."

"Right.... If you're giving away the treasures and magic items this organization was accumulating, let's miss the living one. But if you come at me again, I'll kill you as you deserve. If that's okay with you, can we make a deal? What do we do?"

"I don't mind. That's fine. But we don't collect magic items. There are jewels and gold pieces, so why don't you hit me?"

"Dad!"

Before Ray says anything to a man's words, those who were still alive in the ravages of Ray scream.

That would be a sign that he cared for the man and that was all the man was admired by those below.

... but that doesn't mean that Ray will give it a break.

"Okay. Then go to sleep."

With that one word, Ray pulls Death Size at hand.

In doing so, is it at least mercy or something that a man killed without feeling any pain?

"Dad, no, no, no, no, no!

Besides the one who targeted Ray earlier, I guess there was someone still alive.

Multiple shouts echo through the room.

Whether that voice was cut off, or even if his neck was amputated in a death size, blood overflows from the neck of a man who was not bleeding from its sharpness or at all, as if it were a fountain.

"Ever... this is..."

That's the kind of blood fountain that reaches the ceiling, and while Ray jumps backwards to keep the blood from sticking, he's surprised.

Nothing, it's not like I've never severed a person's neck before.

But still, I've hardly ever seen blood bleed so flashly.

The severed man's neck rolls down the floor towards the men.

The men who can still move cry when they get under the neck of a rolling man.

(I was talking about the organization behind me, so I thought you were connected because of your interests and your plans, but that was a little surprising.)

That's Ray's honest feelings.

Though, that's why Ray didn't mean to forgive the person who aimed at him.

"Well, then it's time for me to go... before you tell me where the treasure you've been hoarding"

"You!

A voice casually hung where they were saddened by the death of their own boss who was their neck.

The man who was lucky enough to bruise Ray's attack stood up and stared at the words of the gold and silver treasures they had accumulated.

But that's how Ray looks at the person he's staring at.

"You may have forgotten, but I came here in the first place because you guys almost assassinated me, right? Listen to the request of the guy who was leading the organization that tried to assassinate himself, and don't kill the guy who's still alive. Yet if that's dissatisfaction..."

Set up the Death Size and Dusk Spear that was in your hand.

"Are you going to die too? All I promised that guy was that if you guys weren't attacking me any more, I'd miss it. I mean, if you're going to attack me, I'll take care of it."

Everyone in this room understood what it meant to deal with the corresponding situation.

That is, to kill.

"It's..."

In the first place, I don't think we can beat Ray here.

Even though he was ambushed in full condition, he was unable to inflict a scratch on Ray.

Given the circumstances around it, there was no way we could beat Ray in a situation where everyone was more or less injured and many people were letting go of that and the kind of weapons.

... Still defied Ray, probably because the person he still admired was killed.

By the will of the man whom they admired, they are not killed by Ray.

Even though I could see that, I still couldn't tell Ray not to be dissatisfied.

"... I leave this room and leave it inside the room to the right. This will do. Just go."

A man with a fractured right shoulder tells that with a look that pushed his anger to death.

Ray decides that if he's going to say this, too, it won't be a lie, and he snorts.

If you're lying here, that's what Ray understood when he came back and killed us.

"I don't know what you guys are going to do. I don't know, but if something ever comes after me again, I don't think you can save my life this time. I told the man earlier..."

After glancing at the neck and the body that had its neck amputated and the fountain of blood that was blowing up from its amputation marks had finally subsided, Ray continues his words.

"The cause in the first place is that you've been after my life. That's why you resent me because they fought back. That's all you resent."

Tell him so, Ray leaves the room.

I heard something yell or slap on the floor or wall in the room after Ray left, but I go into the right room without worrying about it.

Then, indeed, there were objects such as gold and gems placed there.

"I see. I mean, was this used as a warehouse?... oddly indefensible though"

No one would prefer such a place to go into stealing more than it is an aside of the organization behind it.

Ray had enough strength to be aliased so he could be lightly defeated, but the Blue Spear constituents had all the strength there.

That's why you've come into the guild as an emerging organization, and you're not the bearer of just the strength to ride it alive.

Even if the inhabitants of that neighborhood, who live in Slam Street, come to steal it, they'll find it light and kill it.

Thinking about it, it's not so strange to leave gold and jewelry in this room and even gold and white gold coins.

"Oh? Is this ingot? Maybe it's magic metal."

A chunk of metal Ray sees for the first time.

It's called, ingot.

Ray doesn't even know exactly what kind of metal ingot that is.

However, it was decided that there might be some kind of magic metal… In the meantime, the items in the warehouse would be stored in allowances or gradually in mysteries.