Trinitas Mundus

Dudley, the head of the bandit, did not see the sight of his men being defeated one after the other as something roughly real.

(Hey, what's happening? Hey, I'm not listening...)

He thought the Rays were relatives of the merchants and testified to their journey as escorts.

The female mercenary was about to stand there in arms. I heard that the man was still young, in a new (shiny) armored rush (Rookie), and that the daughter of the beast was the mistress of a wealthy merchant.

That's what I was insulting. The young builder is actually a sorcerer, which also seems to be a fairly high-ranking sorcerer, using magic I've never seen before. And he quickly shoots down the archers of his men.

The daughter of the Beast, who thought she was just a mistress and completely out of battle, also turns behind her allies in a quick move that she can't follow with her eyes and buries her men. Dudley watched as if it were a move like a bunch of demonic assassins listening to rumors.

The other swordsman also has more skill than he thought and uses a rigid sword commensurate with his physique to slash and tear apart his men with each armor.

Saw those three battles, Dudley was losing faith in his own eyes.

(There's only three of us. Young builders who say it's over twenty or not too... you must be dreaming... it's a dream, a dream... hehe...)

He doesn't even realize that the only remaining employee is desperately speaking up.

"Head! Head, hold on! What am I supposed to do! Head!"

The young man saw the white sorcerer approaching and said, "Hih!" He screams, and then he escapes.

But after the sorcerer grinned bitterly to say it was troublesome, he unleashed an arrow of light.

The escaped employee is shot through his right leg by that arrow of light, screaming like a pitiful squeal when the dog is kicked, rolling to the ground unnecessarily.

"What happened! Damn it! What the hell!

Being self-inflicted, Dudley waved a huge two-handed sword up against a man in white armor.

"Whatever they say... the victim being attacked by a bandit?

To Dudley, the man with the grin looked like a demon.

And like crazy, "Die! Dead!" he exclaimed, slashing at the man.

The man gently jumps to the right and avoids that slaughter, spearing through Dudley's right arm.

Ray approached the falling man.

One man escapes, so he shoots through his legs with an arrow of light.

(It's troublesome to let them get away with it. You can kill me, but earlier, I called you "head." If we get caught alive, maybe we should. It's troublesome to have other people...)

The shuddering man is a big man in his early forties, holding leather armor on his beard, a two-handed sword as huge as his height.

Ray looked at the head of a bandit who couldn't move properly and could afford it.

(From the looks of it, you're like a bandit, a burglar... now you can walk around town a lot...)

The bandit's head suddenly sets up a sword and strikes.

Its structure is full of gaps,

(Are you sure you're in charge? Ash is ten times stronger! Was he so weak because he's the head of this?

Ray gently dodges that massive attack. After a glance at the sword swung down to the ground, he aimed at the head arm and gently protruded the spear.

When there was a great laceration in the two arms of his right arm and the daze and blood poured out, his head removed his sword and began to kneel and beg for his life.

"Help me! If you miss me, I'll give you the money, I'll give you the money. So..."

"I don't need your money. Stand up!"

The head slowly rose and walked toward the Ashleys as Ray urged him.

Ashley and Stella were also slaughtering and killing the rest of the bandits and were beginning to collect survivors.

"This guy looks like the head..." Ray says, pointing his head at the lack of confidence.

With Ashley's strange face, he said, "Aren't you the head?," he said.

"No, I'm so weak... I don't think it's the head of a dozen obedient bandits"

Ashley laughs all the time.

"You won't have a choice. Seeing your magic, it's weirder to be able to fight calmly. You seem to have insulted two young women."

Ray said, "Is that what it is?" He was leaning his neck.

"So, what do we do, these guys? It's also annoying to dump it here because it brings wild dogs and demons to the streets, and should I carry it to the cloic?

"Right. How many survivors, by the way?

Ray and Ashley, collecting the surviving bandits, had seven injured arms and legs and thirteen were dead.

Ray stroked Stella's head,

"You did a great job. Thanks for your help. You're really strong, Stella."

Stella wasn't reluctant or happy to be stroked in the head, she was just staring at Ray. But Ray had noticed that his tail was shaking a little and his ears were moving piquely.

(I don't know if this will bring out humanity, but if you put your love into it, you may also come out with humanity. Not excessive skinship, I can do this...)

stroking Stella's head,

"Do I have to put it on my horse and carry it? Stella, gather the horses."

Stella answered "yes" to Ray's words and then went to collect the horses the bandits were riding.

The remaining Ashley is:

(Any thoughts? To stroke Stella's head...... even this bothers my heart......)

Fifteen horses gathered enough after Stella started collecting them.

"Three heads were dead. My two heads are injured in the leg."

Ray ordered Stella to disarm the bandits and tie them up with rope, and he went to see an injured horse.

One horse, unlike the others, looked like a large reed-haired military horse, with a fractured right foreleg. The horse has tried to get up many times, but is unable to get up well.

The other horse was just lacerated on his hind leg, walking nearby as he pulled his leg together.

(This one seems to be curable, but if it breaks, can it be cured?

Treating the wounds of a lacerated horse with healing magic brings him closer to a horse desperately trying to get up.

(Surprised by the magic of the fireworks, did you break your leg? Sorry, I'll cure you now......)

When Ray holds down the horse's forefoot, he starts ramming even louder.

"Don't move! If we don't straighten this out, we won't be able to walk!

I tell desperately, but I don't get through to horses. The vet manages to hang the healing magic, thinking it's tough.

At first, the horse was reluctant and rampant, but he was beginning to regain his composure when he realized the pain was going away with healing magic.

When he finishes treating the fracture, the horse starts licking Ray's face, as if to thank him.

"He said it was ticklish! All right, all right, we're good now."

Ray gently stroked the face of the military horse and pulled it towards the Ashleys.

One of the bandits who was watching the horse's treatment said, "You can fix this one, too. It hurts," begs Ray in a pitiful voice.

Ray said, "You tried to kill us. On the contrary, think it's just better if they didn't kill you," he says coldly.

Ashley and Ray order Stella to keep an eye on the bandits, and they start putting the bodies of the bandits on their horses.

In about an hour, when all horses were loaded with the bodies and survivors of bandits, Ray hung the magic of purification on himself and Ashley, who had bathed in returning blood, washing the blood away. When I looked at Stella, I just gave her a slight return of blood to her arm, and she didn't need the magic of purification.

The three turn toward the city of Cloik, turning back.

On the road, Stella used to be on guard, and the wild dogs just tried to get close twice. Those wild dogs also got rid of Ray's magic before he was approached, so no harm was done at all.

Around 4 p.m., I returned safely to the city of Cloik.

Ray, who was stranded because he remained on alert, exhaled in a ho. And to hand over the bandits, he headed to the Knights' Stuff.

Upon arrival at the filling, the knight who had come out had raised his surprise and his eyes were round.

"What happened!? Who are you people?

As we hand over the bandits, Ashley explains it depends on what happened. To that explanation, the knight has lost his voice even more.

"I can't believe... you guys are the only ones... I'm sorry, but could you let me check the orb?"

The knight confirms the three orbs.

Ray and Ashley roared "hmm" when they confirmed that they were Level 5 mercenaries, and a younger Stella, knowing Level 43, solidified with her mouth open. But I managed to return to myself and finally believed what Ashley had said.

"I see... those bandits judged by their appearance. Well, I can't tell you about people either... but it'll take a glass tomorrow to process the bandits. Come here again tomorrow evening."

After about two hours of situational hearings, the three left the Knights stuffed.

"Now you're staying at the clock tomorrow. What do we do?"

When Ray talks bitterly, so does Ashley,

"Right. You want to take your time and take a look around the city?

"I can't leave town, and if the weather is nice, I guess I'll do some sightseeing. Stella, is that okay?

Stella only answers yes and says nothing more.

"I hope the inn was vacant yesterday. It's getting late."

The inn where the three of them stayed last night is fortunate to have one room available and rent three.

After dinner, Ray and Ashley, who broke up with Stella in front of the room, enter his room.

The two, after talking about today's fight against the bandits,

"I need to ask Ash something... okay?

"What are you talking about?

"I mean Stella, what did you think? The way you fight is alienated by the mercenaries?

"You mean that? As far as today's battle is concerned, you'll probably be fine. He could have listened to me and Ray. I didn't think it was so heterogeneous to fight a light-dressed swordsman."

"Well... that's good. If Ash says so, he'll be fine."

When Ray said that happily, Ashley looked slightly more rugged,

"I want to ask you something too... about Stella"

I don't know what Ray's talking about, but when he's leaning his neck,

"Ray gets up to Stella when he does, but he thinks about Stella... Shh, you like her now? You're tired of me."

Ray didn't know what he was talking about for a moment and said, "Huh? Raise the missing voice between."

"I would have complimented Stella after the fight today. It also stroked my head... I didn't have a word... well..."

(What am I talking about? There's more to being feminine... but I can't stop talking. I wonder why?

"Answer me, Ray. I... it just bothers me that you're with Stella... I..."

Ashley looked up at Ray instead of his usual fortitude. Ray sits next to Ashley and holds her shoulder.

"Stella couldn't even cry when Mr. Deoddard died. I thought to myself how she could be human... Stella didn't have a childhood. So if you praise and treat your kids in a way that makes them happy, they'll be a little more human."

"Is that really all... you haven't seen it as a woman?

"Right. I think Stella is beautiful. But I have Ash. I wish I had Ash. So why not?

Ashley buries her face on Ray's shoulder. And raise your face,

"Okay. No, I'm not sure what it means to stroke Stella's head. But I knew Ray was watching me."

Ray held Ashley's head,

"Then next time, Ash will also stroke your head with Stella to compliment you. Pfft."

"This won't be a joke! Fine, but praise me too."

The two fell quietly into bed.

Stella was aware that Ray and Ashley had gone into the same room.

(You two are close. What am I supposed to do? Master Ray praises me. I feel a little hot in my chest...... why?

The interrogation of Dudley, the head of the bandit, continued in the Knights' Stuff Interview Room.

As a result of the interrogation, it began when a subordinate who stumbled upon Deoddard's funeral assumed that the Rays were relatives.

It was the truth of this time that Dudley truly received the story of one of his men who accompanied Ray on a journey with his grandson, the son of a relative, and also an amateur runaway who accompanied him on a martial arts training, and who said that Stella was Deoddard's mistress, and that the only thing to be wary of was Ashley, the escort hired.

Dudley's face that he's not convinced,

"What the hell are those guys? It's not an arm in line."

One of the Knights squire who was doing the interview explains to Dudley in the same tone he made a fool of himself.

"You attacked me without even knowing that? That mercenary is the daughter of that (...)" Red Arms ”regiment leader. Goddamn it, you guys can't beat twenty."

Dudley said, "No!" After shouting, he turned into a look fearful of something.

"It's not. That white armored man, and that beast man's daughter... those guys are stronger than that female mercenary... what the hell?

To the word, the squire has lost the word.

(There's a guy like some boy and a beastly lady who's not even going to be able to kill a bug? That's not possible...... but seeing this guy's contemplative look, maybe it's true)

Ten days later, Dudley and seven others were disidentified by combat slaves. And two years later, no one was alive.