Legend

Dorat's words were also astonishing to the Centaurs, who were watching their current interactions around them.

Ray is also surprised that a drut who thinks he doesn't care about himself will say such a thing.

Nevertheless, it is also true that Dorat's shelter changed his gaze toward the Rays of the Centaurs, who remained in the settlement.

As for Ray, there have been cases where he was looking to increase his influence in this settlement if he could to get information on Anastasia and Fana, and I am very grateful for Dorat's attitude.

Most importantly, as a drat, I didn't try to shelter Ray, but as a proud Centaur, I wanted to avoid imitating the people who saved my settlement.

If Ray uttered a word of gratitude to Dorat, no doubt Dorat would not be pleased with it.

"Whatever, it's true this settlement was helped by Ray"

As I agree with Dorat, Zai speaks that way again.

"Ray just came to the land today. I'm going to throw a feast for Ray today. … although in the present situation we cannot hold a feast worthy of Ray's activism. Can you take it?

"Uh... yeah, right. Let's have some fun. I just can't drink, so I'm glad you're doing your best at cooking."

The moment Ray talks about not being able to drink, his gaze is directed at him like an insult from some Centaur.

Being unable to drink is a disgrace to Centaur... no, to a man, I suppose that's what you think.

Nevertheless, there is no way I can say that from the front against Ray, who saved the settlement, and now I will shut up.

Given the current situation, it would be because I understand that there is no way to imitate it.

Ray was Ray and I noticed such a peripheral gaze, but nothing to worry about in particular...... Ning Lo, can we have a feast in the current settlement situation? Question.

Many centaurs are now gathering in this settlement.

Because, naturally, the amount of food should also be limited, and can we consume it on a feast? And it was natural to have such doubts.

Of course, some of them would have taken their cattle with them when they were joined by those who had fled other settlements.

However, given the case of Dragonias, Ray can also predict that fewer people were able to rendezvous with the livestock that way.

If we're going to have a feast in that situation, shouldn't we just serve the food that's in the mistering? There were also thoughts.

In the end, however, Ray did not imitate such.

The Centaurs say they welcome themselves, so if they imitate that they serve food in this situation, they can also crush the face over there.

Even the proud species alone did not want to imitate Centaur as much as possible to crush his face.

If that's what you really need, it was different.

"All right, get ready for the feast! I'll have Ray meet with the chief."

In the words of Zai, the men of the Centaur begin to prepare for the feast.

There is no doubt that food is scarce, but a feast is not a bad story, either in the sense of increasing morale or in the sense that those who have gathered from various settlements will be one.

Some think so, while others simply want to enjoy the feast in the sense of blowing up the dark atmosphere that was drifting into the settlement.

Ray was watching those people, but Zai takes him through the settlement.

He only lives in an international giant tent located in the middle of the settlement.

"Wow."

Look at that tent, Ray squeaks.

If you try to lay it on, you think the other tents are amazing enough, but the tents located in the middle of the settlement are very different from the others.

Double in height, triple in terms of breadth...... no, such a tent as I think it might be wider.

Basically, Ray had heard about the tent in the settlement being ready to carry, but can you carry this tent too? And I even have that question.

"Right?

Seeing how surprised Ray is, Zai tells him satisfactorily.

If you try Zai, you will not be surprised by the presence of Ray.

More than that, I'm very glad that Ray can see the sight of surprise this way.

"Come on, we're going in.... the chief is not strict on politeness, so you don't have to worry about the area"

"That'll help me too."

I wasn't good at being tough, Ray, and most importantly, it's possible Elgin's common sense doesn't make sense here in the other world.

Also, than the head of the Centaur tribe is his opponent, that was the only reason Ray's common sense was unlikely to make sense.

"Sir, excuse me. I brought Ray... the hero who saved the settlement."

"You can go inside."

The voice I heard was short but still powerful enough.

Still, Ray has nothing to lose in its power, and goes into the tent.

That's how I first saw...... Centaur located in the center of the tent.

No, Ray didn't know if I could really describe that opponent as Centaur.

First of all, they're different sizes.

That's bigger than a regular Centaur, about the same size as Dragonias.

And the next surprise was that the long legs sitting in the tent had eight times as many, not four.

(Slapenil?)

Ray's knowledge suggests that an eight-legged horse is a monster named Slapenil.

In some cases, it may be called a god beast.

Whatever it is, it is definitely a being that draws a line with a normal horse.

... Note that the shoes Ray wears are called Slapenil shoes, which in that sense can be said to have anything in common with Ray.

(Maybe this length can run in the air or something just like Slepnil?

It was Ray who thought about that when he saw the head of the Centaur tribe in front of him, but towards Ray like that, the head calls out with a grin.

"Is your Lord Ray? Non is the head of this settlement, Drum Kerr Lardish.... I hear that, thanks to your Lord, this settlement escaped from the hands of the demons of Dragonias. Thanks."

Speaking of age, a drum enough to call it an old man lowers his head toward Ray as he says so.

"Long!?

How the hell is that, it would be obvious to see how Zai brought Ray this far.

"For once, shall I introduce myself? Looks like you already know, but it's Ray. I saved this settlement not for justice or anything, but simply to sell favors to the Centaurs. So you don't have to worry about it that much"

"Heh heh, it feels so good to be so clear.... but why are you selling grace? With your strength, there will be fewer things you can't do."

"Not quite."

In fact, Ray has a tremendous amount of magic, and his fighting power is high enough to have a deep red alias.

But with all that power, there's something you can't do.

At least, I can't imitate finding two Anastasias and Fanas on my own merits in this unknown world.

That's why I sold my thanks to a highly mobile bunch of people named Centaur.... It was also an unmistakable fact that it happened more than half the time.

"Hmm. Sounds like a lot of things. I would like to help the Lord even if I were you. So, we know what's going on in this settlement right now? Even with Ray's help, that's all we need to survive right now... no, I don't know if we can survive."

"Dragonias."

The drum nods to Ray, who utters the word in the end.

Thinking of today's battle, the circumstances around it are obvious without having to think about it, so there is nothing impressive about saying the word Dragonias.

Nevertheless, the existence of Dragonias for Ray is completely unintelligible.

If Centaur, that's what I saw in various comics, novels, cartoons and games when I was in Japan, so I somehow understood.

But compared to such a centaur, the existence of Dragonias is completely incomprehensible from Ray's point of view.

A monster like the one with the upper body based on the Lizardman, and the one with the lower body like a giant lizard.

Other than that, Dragonius, whose scales are red in color, has as much defense as it can withstand the magic of Ray.

And most importantly, it would still be hunger.

Hunger is more on the table than reason or intelligence, thereby eating allowances or depending.

That's also true of the hostile Centaur, who in fact sees a Centaur eaten and chopped a thousand pieces of meat by Dragonias.

From Ray's point of view, he deserves to be treated like a monster, and Ray actually recognizes it that way.

But it's only Ray's perception, and Ray doesn't even know what happens with common sense in this world.

But... that's why Ray had something he could suggest to the drums.

"That dragonias... in some cases, I can sweep it away. Oh, no, you're not. My magic doesn't seem to work on dragonias with red scales, except for dragonias with red scales."

In fact, Dragonias with red scales can also be defeated by Ray and Seto.

But more than I could magically kill, I actually needed to kill one at a time with my own hands.

(Oh, no. Maybe we can work it out with the Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor?

The Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor, arguably Deuteronomy, is Ray's skill to concentrate and condense his magic.

Even if you can't defeat them with normal magic, the Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor will make the amount of magic a powerful blow directly.

It is Ray's expectation that whatever it is, it will not be nullified until it is attacked by the Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor.

Nevertheless, using the Red Armor of the Flaming Emperor will not change that you will basically knock one down at a time, so the speed of the battle itself will not change the basic way of fighting itself, though.

"Is that... is that true?

Probably because the words that came out of Ray's mouth were so unexpected.

After nearly ten seconds of inactivity, the drum finally returns that many words.

Drums also know, as a matter of course, about the strength of dragonias.

That's why I honestly couldn't believe what Ray said about a light sweep.

Nevertheless, I have actually received reports about Ray's strength, and the drums were able to see as much as one scale of the sight where a scorching hell was created from within the settlement.

More than that, I didn't think I'd say anything about Ray not even being able to do it in this situation.

Nevertheless... my pride as Centaur makes me wonder if I can leave the annihilation of our own enemies to Ray... to others in red.

"Oh, it's true. But I need you to listen to my request."

"What is a request?

"There are a few. First of all, the ownership of Dragonias' body should be mine. And if you discover any dragonias other than red scales, let me know right away. Later, I told Zai I was looking for someone. Two women with the same two legs as me, not Centaur. It's called Anastasia and Fana."

"Hmm. I'm listening to that story"

"And then... right. If there's any kind of weapon or tool with any strange abilities, or any information about it, I want you to let me know."

I would have liked to have spoken with Magic Items originally, but from my experience talking to Zai, the name Magic Items didn't seem to be widespread in this world.

Of course, that's only because the Centaurs don't know magic items, and elsewhere… especially if we go to a country where humans make them, there could be a kind of magic item.

"... well, that's not a problem either"

Ray relieves himself of the drum saying so.

If this condition was not acceptable here, it was necessary to think about negotiating with the Centaurs.

Nevertheless, as Ray, I still had little idea how magic items could be called in this world.

"Then I don't mind on that condition. I will destroy most of Dragonias.... Is that all right?

"I just want to ask you a favor, but does your lord know exactly how much Dragonias is?

"I don't know exactly. However, based on Zai and all that, the guys I just fought weren't at the main unit, but the advance party's... that's part of it, right?

That's desperate content if you try Centaur.

In fact, because we finally managed to fight close to each other by dealing with Dragonias with the red scales that survived Ray's magic and putting out almost all of those who could fight in this settlement.

But... Still...

"But what happened to it?

That's exactly what Ray said.