On Ray's instruction, the adventurer...Dryne was frantically heading for Gillum, riding a horse that towed a carriage he had been using as he moved to the forest of Trent.
　I had just come to Gilmoo this spring and had some confidence in my skills in my former village, but when I came to Gilmoo, I realized that I was never a great adventurer, and I was almost crushed by my long-stretched nose.
　Even under such circumstances, he soon recovered... and this incident happened when he was trusted to do the work of guarding the woodcutters.
　the sudden appearance of the Asians
　I didn't know what was going on, but I still understood that it was a big incident in many ways.
　That's why I'm so desperate to ride a horse and go for a guillem.
　I'm glad I trained to ride horses when I was in the village.
　It was, however, a smaller, older horse, not a solid one as Drine now rides.
　At any rate, the desperately horse-running Dryne eventually walks through the meadow and reaches the highway.
　Many people were naturally moving toward Gilm when spring began.
　In the midst of this, if you tried to drive a horse at full speed, you could have been caught by guards for committing a dangerous act if you were not good at it.
　But for Dryne, he had been ordered to let Ray know as soon as possible what he had seen in the forest of Trent, and for Dryne himself, the scene he had just seen was quite unusual.
　Therefore, travelers, adventurers, merchants, merchants, and so on on the highways... run horses at a very aggressive speed, as if to ignore them.
　Naturally, some people were outraged by his behavior, but many people quietly walked out of the way, feeling the urgency of his behavior or judging it unsavory to care.
　When Dryne arrived at Gilmoo, the guards, of course, saw him.
　The reason why the guards still did not immediately capture him was probably because he was known to have worked seriously as a woodcutter's bodyguard for a short time.
　Dryne, whose nose had been torn apart, was now working rather seriously, perhaps not in reaction to it.
　That must have worked.
　...and it also has to do with the fact that it is the forest of Trent where the line works.
　Today, it was the forest of Trent, a place to collect building materials for the construction of the Gillum, but everyone in Gillum knows the uproar when the forest was built.
　Above all, the danger was obvious, as Gillum had been dismantling the Giant Turtle from the Trent forest during the winter.

"What's the matter! What happened in the forest of Trent?"
"There it is!"

　Just riding a horse can drain your strength accordingly.
　Not only the line, but also the horse, was quite tired, having come here from the forest of Trent as soon as possible.
　After getting off the horse, when he finds himself in the limelight of the people around him who are going through the process of entering the guillem, he speaks to the guards in a low voice so that they won't hear him.

"A terrible thing happened in the forest of Trent. Ray told me to report it to Mr. Dusker, and I came."
"...what?"

　The guards cast a suspicious glance at Dryne's words.
　It's only natural. I know Dryne is doing her job seriously, but I still couldn't take what she said honestly.
　If this had informed the guards, they would still have been convinced.
　However, as a guard, I can't agree with you if I was told that I had to inform Dusker, the lord of Gilm.

"You said it was Ray's order. Then why isn't Ray coming? If you ride the set, it's faster than you ride the horse."

　It was a natural question to have known Ray.
　Ray, who is subservient to the Gryphon set, is sure to arrive in less than a few minutes from the forest of Trent.
　But why did you bother to move them by horse?
　When asked by a security guard, Dryne continues with a touch of frustration on his face.

"It's because without Ray, we can't deal with it in case of emergency."
"...what?"

　Only Ray can deal with it.
　The guards are forced to tighten their faces when they are told something like that is happening in the forest of Trent.

"Anyway, Ray has told me to explain the situation to Mr. Dusker and ask him at once how to deal with it."
"...what do you think?"
"Even if you say so,"

　A security guard asks another nearby guard, puzzled by what he said.
　However, the guards who were asked are also at a loss what to do.
　This was in a sense Ray's mistake.
　Something to prove that Dryne actually brought Ray's message... yes, if you had Ray's guild card or something, Dryne's words would have been very persuasive.
　Nevertheless, looking at the way the line is, it doesn't sound like nonsense.
　Having thus been entrusted with the procedures of those entering the guillem, the guards here were confident in their ability to see through the lies of the other party.
　There is no doubt that two of those guards were not lying, given that they felt that the words of the line were true.
　The two guards glanced at each other... until they finished communicating silently.

"All right. I can't say to Mr. Dusker right away, but I'll talk to our boss. He'll listen to you and report to him immediately if there's a good reason. That's all we can do, but is that all right?"

　Though he was a little dissatisfied with what the guard said, he nodded back, saying that it would be better than being stopped here.

"Okay, that's fine. It would be helpful if you could make it as fast as possible. Ray and other adventurers are still in the forest of Trent, where they don't know what's going to happen."
"... All right. Then come with me."

　When the guard who was talking to Dryne said so, he quickly finished the process and headed for the post in Gillum, saying that he was too busy to go through the process.




"And what happened to you in such a hurry?"

　In a room in a stuffing station near the main gate, Drine is asked so by a platoon commander sitting across the street.
　The platoon commander sent an errand to the lord's residence just in case, and now he was trying to ask about the situation from the line.
　As soon as possible, Dusker wants to know what's going on, but now he knows there's nothing particular to do, so he's not going to avoid talking to the platoon commander in front of him.
　...though I had some reservations about whether I should speak to the platoon commander before I told him.
　Still, to let you know how big this incident is, you decide that you should talk to someone and open your mouth.

"Well, the woodcutters in the forest of Trent were doing their usual job of cutting down trees, and we were keeping them, when Sett, who was with Ray, suddenly groaned to warn the people around him."
"Seto, are you on guard?"

　The platoon commander is naturally aware of Seto.
　Although it is a popular mascot character in Gilm, it is said that its ability is very high because it is a rare species of Gryphon.

"Yes, but I don't look out for one side, I don't look out for the other."
"...and?"

　Seto couldn't find an enemy to watch out for.
　With a stern look on his face, Dryne continues.

"Then, what should I say... there was suddenly a ripple in the space, from which about thirty green-skinned sub-human beings suddenly appeared?"
"Spatial transition?"
"Perhaps, but I've never seen a green-skinned, green-blooded subhuman."

　The platoon commander's expression becomes grim when he hears the word "green blood."

"Wait. How do you know that the blood is green? Did it become a battle?"
"No, those sub-human beings were metastasizing with injuries. So Ray tried to give the injured sub-human a portion, but he couldn't communicate."
"... can't you understand the language?"
"Yes. I couldn't believe it because it was green skin and blood, and I couldn't communicate with them."

　As the line says, the platoon commander's expression is getting harder and harder.
　At the same time, I understand why Ray didn't come to report on his own, but instead sent a line with horse riding skills.
　At this point, however, the platoon commander was wondering whether any ethnic minorities had metastasized as well as Dryne.The platoon commander couldn't even imagine that he came from a different world...

"Can't you understand... Huh? But how did Ray communicate?"
"With gestures, you know. Fortunately, they weren't hostile to us, and they thought we could talk to each other because we stopped holding arms under Ray's direction."
"... I see,"

　The platoon commander had the question of how much communication he could communicate with only gestures, but he was strangely convinced when he thought, 'Because it's Ray.'

"And when Ray recovered from the part, he judged that the situation was out of his control and decided to send the rider to Guillum, so I was chosen."
"Do you mean that the reason why Ray stayed there is that the man who attacked the green Asians may spread again?"
"I think it's like that."

　The metastasis itself is rather rare, but not unprecedented...
　In the first place, some preparation is needed, but the Westian Empire has already put to practical use the method of metastasis using magic items.
　Of course, there are many restrictions, and the platoon commander could understand that it was clearly different from the metastasis used by the Asians who had transferred to the forest of Trent this time.
　At the same time, I can understand that the forest of Trent is becoming a dangerous place in many ways.

"First of all, Ray's judgment is correct."

　The platoon commander says so, and Dryne is relieved now.
　If this was the case, Ray's response was actually wrong, and Dryne's actions were too much.
　If I had been told so, I thought I couldn't help it.

"At any rate, I am awaiting Mr. Dusker's judgment as to the particulars, but there is no doubt that there has been a disturbance in the forest of Trent, and that we should send a man, though, depending on Mr. Dusker's judgment, we may withdraw at once."
"Really? That's helpful. Well, if possible, a strong man would be better. The guy who attacked the Asians could come after me, and most importantly, Ray was the strongest guy in that place."
"Well, I see that... but no one has the same skill as Ray, so don't send a man of comparable strength."
"I don't think it's a problem, but I hope you'll take good care of me."

　The platoon commander thinks about who to send to the line, bowing deeply.
　We had to send someone with the right arm, as someone who was attacking us might have metastasized.

(It's hard. Who could be a good person in the current situation? Anyway, if what you're saying is true, do you need to make up the numbers as soon as possible?

　While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"The platoon commander, a man came from the lord's house. He told me to bring the line to the lord's house as soon as possible."

　The platoon commander nodded and sent Dryne to the lord's house, and at the same time he himself began to act.