Multo, who had heard of Gala dove's upbringing from Multo, tried to tell him about the future.
　Then Ray suddenly silences everyone and listens, and tells them that a guest has arrived.

"... a guest?"

　Fluorocarbons asked Ray, but his tone of voice was not so much welcome as trouble.

"You and Seto have done it so unilaterally in Pamidor's workshop, and you haven't learned yet?"
"No, they are very different from those of us then.It's more like a mere tinker...."
"But?"
"I think you're looking for Murt.He's yelling at me to be quiet."

　The three look surprised at Ray's words.I heard the voices of the people on the first floor from this room on the second floor, so I was looking at how much hearing they had.
　In this case, Fluorocarbons and Brasso, who had a longer relationship with Ray, would have been more surprising.Murt had little contact with Ray in itself, but he was half satisfied to see the atrocious travesty that had taken place in the Bornter estate.

"How good are you?"

　Ray shrugs at Fluorocarbons' words.

"Seto has a sharper five senses."
"No, it's wrong to compare it to the Gryphon of the Rank A Monster,"

　Ray stood up from his chair with the dumbfounded fluorocarbon on his side.

"If things go on like this, it will be a nuisance to the inn.I'll just go and get rid of the trouble."
`I see, then I'll go, too,'

　At Ray's words, he stood up with a bottle of wine on the floor, but Ray stopped shaking his head.

"I'm sorry, but Blaso and Fluorocarbons wait in this room."
"Huh? Are you going to go on a rampage alone?"

　Brasso is always telling me to mix it up, but Ray's gaze is directed at Murto, who is sitting up in bed.

"There is a high possibility that the disturbance below is a positive one.In that case, do you need someone to protect Multo?"
"...I don't mind if they go downstairs, then."
"This is the inn I'm staying at, for the time being.As long as I have caused trouble to the people in the inn about me, it would be reasonable for me to settle the trouble."
"Well, if you say so, I can't say anything more.All right. I'll let you stay here with the fluorocarbons and the fluorocarbons.Fluorocarbons, is that all right with you?"
"Oh, I don't mean to get myself involved in the disturbance,"

　Thus, Ray gets their consent and turns to Multo.

"That is to say,I'll go down a little and settle this uproar, so you can rest yourself.Oh, if you're hungry, you can eat it."

　Ray leaves the room, looking at the dishes on the floor and leaving Murt, who was conscious of the smell and gutted.

"...can I have the grilled meat for now?"While listening to Multo say that behind the background.





　As Ray leaves the room and heads to the ground floor, he immediately hears a yelling voice.

"Oh, that's all I have to do! It's for my own good to obey him while he's quiet."
"There is no one in our guests named Multo.and if I may, I will not give it to the likes of you! Please accept it."

　Lana, the proprietress of the Wheat-tei at dusk, told the nearly ten young men once and for all.
　for he always deals with adventurers and mercenaries.Of course, there are fights in the cafeteria, and for Lana, who has seen such scenes countless times since she ran the inn, it is equivalent to how many young people in their late teens and twenties are like chicks chirping.

"Oh, come on! Do you think you'll get away with saying such a big word to us!"

　I guess he's the leader of men.Long, somewhat sharp-eyed hair... or rather, a man with loose, long hair looks terrible at Lana.

"I am the landlady of this inn.Of course, we have an obligation to protect the safety of our customers.This is a right."

　He was once again flatly refused, and that was the last reason left by the gangsters.Or perhaps it was because he thought he had been licked, that his patience had reached its limit, when the man next to Lana, who was the leader of the group, pulled a knife out of his pocket and thrust it out in front of her face, tried to intimidate her...
　Sloppy.
　That kind of sound echoed around me.

『……』

　The gangsters don't understand what happened, and so does Ray, who tried to throw an iron knife out of the mistling.No, in Ray's case, it was clear what had happened, but it was right that he was surprised because he was surprised that someone else would interfere with what had happened in his problem.
　When the eyes of all the people turned to the sound, there was a man there who, until a few seconds ago, had tried to cut him with a knife.At the same time, however, fragments of wood were scattered around him, and he was completely unconscious.

(It was a chair, wasn't it?

　muttered Ray inwardly.
　Yes. Just as a gangster tried to stick a knife out at Lana, a chair flying from the dining room passed by Lana and hit him.He blew the man away, and his chair shattered.

"...come home,"

　Lana tells the gangster with a look of no surprise that a chair passed by her.Combined with her stout appearance, she created an atmosphere that seemed to symbolize her mother.

"Huh! Don't be silly! Do you think you're going to pull back so quietly!? Hey, who just threw the chair at you! Come out!"

　The leader's voice echoes through the restaurant on the first floor of the inn.
　The unfortunate thing for these gangsters was that it was led by Vetman, a well-known peddler, who was staying at the inn today.for the merchant party led by Vetman was a group of armed merchants who were wandering across the frontier without a convoy of convoys.From the outset, he was only a merchant, but his skill was that he was fighting off monsters and bandits by walking across the frontier alone, and he was more skilled than the mercenaries around him.and it was the Wheat-tei at dusk that Vetman favored in the streets of Gilm.The town of Gilm finally arrived after a month's journey through other frontier areas, and as we were having a party celebrating our safe arrival at our familiar inn, the gangsters suddenly appeared, making unreasonable demands on Lana, the hostess of the inn, and finally bringing out a knife.It is impossible for the members of the mercantile group with a lot of blood to be quiet.

"Oh? I'm sorry, but I'm the one who threw the chair.It's been a while since I heard it.I'm finally getting to this city and enjoying my first party in a long time.If you make any more noise, I'll strip you of the raw skin and make it a commodity."

　A strong-faced man, if not as strong as Pamidor, appears from the dining-room and takes a step forward.

"I can't make you look as good as Yusla.I have something to complain about you.If you do, I'll be your partner."

　The next man who appeared was a man in his thirties with a smile on his face.But even though he had a smile on his mouth, his eyes did not smile at all.
　and, just as they might show their good points, they came out of the dining-room one after another.
　and mercenaries and adventurers who stayed at this inn outside of the merchant corps led by Vetman.Or even those who visited for dinner appear from the dining room.

"Do you think you can do business in this town of Guillem by having a dispute with us who have connections to the Azot Chamber of Commerce?"

　It was probably because there were more people than I had imagined.He was a man who was a little hesitant, but still bracing.Ray laughs unconsciously at the man's appearance as he watches a series of events along the stairs.

"d*mn, d*mn, d*mn't working.I can't help laughing.You've been eating so vigorously, but when more people than you imagine, you're suddenly discouraged, and you're backing me... are you a street performer, not a tinker?"

　Ray's words must have fallen in love with her.Until just a few seconds ago, they were staring at each other in the atmosphere of having to see blood before they could settle, but the men on the merchant's side burst out laughing.

"Oh, my God, I'm sure.The boy there was right.You're exactly the goblins who borrow the power of dragons."

　The gangsters glare at Ray with blue lines on their foreheads at the man's words, "Yula."

"What's this shit?" he said, "if you don't play too much, you'll chop his face up!"
"...if possible,"

　He laughed bitterly at the words of the leader of the gangsters and jumped over the stairs.Ray jumps down from a height of about five meters, but lands on the ground floor with little noise.
　The merchants who were watching Ray's situation watched him with sharp eyes.With this series of movements alone, he instinctively guessed from his experience as an armed merchant how good Ray was.

"Hey,"
"...yeah, it's nothing,"

　Yusla and the merchant beside her erase the smile they had been smiling until a few seconds ago and exchange sharp glances.
　but it was the gangsters who acted the opposite way to these armed merchants.
　When he saw Ray landing after killing the shock when he jumped down, he glared at him with a grim look without feeling nothing special.

"...Hey, you're going to talk to us about your kids' habits? Are you mad? If you apologize now, I'll forgive you. Go home crying and suck your breasts."
"To be honest, I wish I could, but... he came to see me at all the time.It's only natural for me to meet you."
"Are you Muruto?"

　The customer who came to see me.When they heard the words, the eyes of the gangsters were filled with desire.Murt, who had been asked to employ them and lead them, would not have thought that he was the kind of child they were facing.He smiled with unexpected luck that he could make money easily.
　He turns to these gangsters... and takes the death size out of the mystery ring as usual.

(I don't know when I can replenish it next because of the orders Bornter gave me.It would be better to save money.)

　mutter inwardly and lightly shake the death-size.
　It's roaring!
　A scythe weighing more than 100 kg was wielded, even though it was a slight blow to Ray.The pressure alone staggered the gangs a few steps back, and worse, they were sitting stiff on the floor.
　These gangsters, though bloody, cannot be adventurers...no, they are a group of dangerous businesses, not adventurers, and therefore did not know of Ray's rumour among the adventurers of the city of Guilm.Ray is also famous in the town of Gilm, but since he is accompanied by a Gryphon, he will only look like an ordinary fledgling adventurer everywhere wearing a dragon robe that has a cover-up effect.It's like a beginner's wizard because of his robe and figure.
　As expected, the faces of the gangsters who understand how much Ray's blow was turned red with humiliation and blue with fear.
　While looking at these gangsters, armed merchants exchange glances and talk in silence.He was not exposed to death-size threats like the gangsters, so he was able to observe Ray calmly.For example, where did Ray take his death size from?I took it out of an empty place.In other words, it's from the category of item boxes.I easily manipulate the taken-out death size with one hand.It is possible to predict how much weight it will carry from the sound of the wind blowing.
　In this way, he watched Ray carefully, and enjoyed half the progress of the disturbance as if it were a side dish.

"Well, there are two ways for you.The first way is to be hostile to me right now and become this death-size rust...Oh, don't worry.I'm not going to give you a hard time.This pattern is enough."

　It's roaring!
　Rey, who tells him that, and wields his death-size again, is a group of tinklers who twitch their faces under the pressure of the wind.
　for it was not necessary to imagine how powerful it was, even if it was a stroke with a handle instead of a blade.

"The second way... to be honest, I would recommend it.As an apology for causing trouble, he left all the money and weapons he had and ran away.... now, which one do you want? Oh, yeah.Even if I choose the first one, it will not change to confiscate money and weapons from you who have fainted."

　Ray encourages her choice with a smile.The gangsters had their pride hurt by being told that much, but I still don't think they can beat Ray.It was only natural that such a group of tinkers chose the path of their own abilities and the difference in ability between what was in front of them.