Walking down a back street not far from the library in Gillum, Ray eventually discovers the building.

"Well, set,"
"Glu".

　At Ray's call, Seto hides himself in a place that is so invisible to the surroundings, purring that he knows.
　The lying state of the cat would appear to be curled up without considering its size or season.
　...a cat with wings growing out of its back.
　A glance at Sett's appearance opens the door to the building.
　At the moment, it's incomparably warm with the cold outside... no, the hot air covers the ray.
　While slightly frowning at the air, when they see no one in sight, they scream so that they can hear you even in the back of the shop.

"Is there a Pamidor?"
"Oh, there it is! ... What is it, Ray?"

　As he spoke, he came out of the back of the shop, and at first glance he looked like a criminal.
　He has not only a vicious-looking face, but also a physique that makes him look more like a thief than the thieves around him, with a muscle that could be lifted lightly with one hand.
　Especially now, perhaps because he was blacksmithing, his forehead was sweating, which made him even more powerful.
　The heat of opening the door will be for it.
　Knowing what Pamidor is like, Ray calls out to them without particular concern.

"What's the matter?" You're a guest, just in case. Is there no Kumito?"
"Kumito is out," Why, considering you're a guest, you've come looking for Kmito, not me."
"No, that's not the case. I just heard it."
"Well, all right. So what do you need? I heard from Kumito that you came back, but you don't have the personality to come all the way to greet him, do you?"

　In Pamidor's words, Ray shrugs his shoulders and pulls the magical sword out of the mistling.
　No, it's broken in the middle of the blade, so it should be called a double ex-magical sword.
　At any rate, Ray hands the magical sword to Pamidor.

"Hey, you... quite a thing,"
"I know that, I suppose. It's a magical sword used by a Rank S adventurer, and it's not something like that."
"Rank S? Which one?"
"The Empire of Bestia"

　After hearing Ray's simple words, Pamidor immediately conjures up the name of one person.

"Fixed noise?"
"Oh, I had something to do with the Westian Empire, and I fought then."
"... and the broken sword means... that you won?"
"No, I've just missed it said.
"Oh, I don't know if you could do anything about Rank S."
"I've got a certain amount of resistance, just in case by case. But if they don't step back...

　I was probably losing.
　Pamidor is inwardly impressed by Ray's swallowing of such words.
　Ray is strong, to be sure. That's so much that the adventurers of that neighborhood can't help it.
　Pamidor himself was no more than a blacksmith, but he understood Ray's strength as a skilled blacksmith.
　Also, when I had a dispute over Azot, I didn't see the strength of the dispute in person, but I've heard of it.
　Pamidor also understood that it was difficult to admit that he was weak because of his strength.

"Do you still destroy that magical sword of immovableness?" That's a little achievement, though."

　stare at a fragment of a magical sword in one's hand
　Seeing the blade broken in half, I could see how powerful the blow was.

"For the time being... I am nothing but a blacksmith." When it comes to casting a magic sword, it's necessary to use the help of alchemists and wizards who know his tricks. What do you want me to do? I'll go to the alchemist when I'm done with my present job."
"Oh... I see. Actually, I'd like to go with you for a while, but I'm thinking of going to the dungeon for a while now."

　While responding to Pamidor's words, Ray was also attracted to meeting an alchemist.
　Because of its frontier, Gillum has a large number of alchemists looking for unusual materials.
　Of course, that level would be lower than the Westian Empire, which as a country focuses on alchemy, or Ozos, which is called a magical city.
　Still, Ray wanted to see a decent alchemist.
　...in the sense of an ill-organized alchemist, I have encountered him in the Azot trade case some time ago.

"Well, I don't force you to do it said. Then I'll do it over here, and show up after tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll show up when I get back from the dungeon. I asked."

　Contrary to his bad looks, Pamidor has a strong sense of duty.
　Ray, who knows he's good at it, was open to taking care of the sword.
　However, it is strongly because the magical sword was acquired by chance.
　If this had not been death-size, but had been the usual thing to use, such as a thorn spear, a running dagger, and Nebra's eyes, he would have gone to see the alchemist with Pamidor.
　Moreover, if it had been the works of Esta Noor, such as the Dragon Robes... if they could not be fixed here, they would have gone to the capital of the Empire of Bestia, or Ozos.
　As for the magic sword of noise, I just got it by accident, so I can only use it as Ray.

"O, leave it to me," The magic sword used by Rank S adventurers is going to be a good job for me, too."

　Ray goes out, hearing Pamidor's voice behind his back.

"Glu?"

　When I see Ray coming out of the shop, he approaches me, purring as if he were asking me, "How was Seto?"
　Ray caresses Seto on the head and urges him to move on.

"It was no good, but he said he would show it to an alchemist for the time being." I'm done with my business for the time being... Shall we go to the dungeon? I'm not sure if I can go and capture it today."
"Grull!"

　Seto's voice grates over Ray's words.
　I understand that I might not be able to get into the dungeon, but I guess I'm still happy to fly with Ray.
　Walking around the city with Seto, Seto naturally reaches the gate while being approached by many things like that.

"Well, Ray, so do Sett. Are you going out of town?"

　When Ray returns to Gilm, the guards who took care of the procedure call him out to him.
　The time has already passed for the most people to pass through the gates, and they must be free now. 　
　In fact, there are only a few, if not none, who are going through the procedures to get out of the gate.

"It's the dungeon I heard last time."Wow! That's how the guard frowns.

"You really like things, don't you? I told you what kind of place it is, didn't I?"
"Oh, I've gathered a lot of other information. But I still want to go there at least once."
"... well, he's a notorious high-ranking adventurer, and it's no use worrying what I say... be careful." No, I don't even have to be careful with that dungeon."
"That's not the case, is it?" Dungeons are places where you don't know what's going to happen."

　Hand over the guild card from the mistling and the demon necklace from Seto's neck to the security and ask for a procedure.
　The procedure is easy to finish with a small number of people.

"Well, good luck,"
"It must be hard there in the cold, but do your best."

　Talk to the guards who are struggling in the cold, which could snow at any time, and Ray goes out of Gillum with Seto.
　Originally, I was told not to fly near the gate, but fortunately, there are very few people around me now.

"Let's go, then,"
"Roll-roll-roll-roll!"

　Ray's words on his back make Seto cry high and after a few steps of running, he flaps his wings and goes up into the sky.
　Rather than flying, the expression "running in the sky" suits you.
　Several guards near the gate were speechless and could only catch the eye of Seto.

"Seto, the dungeon is over there. Move on straight."

　Towards Ray's point, Seto flaps his wings.
　Every time a wing flaps, it travels a considerable distance.
　The continuous flapping of the wings adds to its speed.
　It's supposed to be above this time of year. It's safe to tremble with cold at once, but Ray and Seto don't mind this cold as a dragon lobe and a glyphon.
　Watching the view of the earth pass by, Ray learns again how amazing Seto is.
　If you go on the ground, you basically have to go along the road, but the road doesn't stretch straight.
　If there is a mountain, take a detour, if there is a valley, and if there is a river, take a detour to a short river.
　You can describe it as winding.
　But if Seto can fly, he can fly straight regardless of whatsoever.
　Moreover, the speed is far different from that of the earth.

"Oh, Seto. Turn right at the stone on that road."
"Grull!"

　When Ray sees a pile of stones as a landmark off the road, Seto croaks and bends his way.
　As we veered straight off the road, we soon saw several tents set up on the ground. It's a destination dungeon.
　Tents are probably used by the soldiers staying here.
　Sett's flight speed was indicated by the fact that he would arrive at a distance of a few hours in a carriage, but only about enough after he left Gilm.
　That's despite enjoying a walk in the air and not doing my best.

"A tent... at this time of year, tents must be pretty tough unless they're magic tents."

　With magic tents, you won't feel the cold outside.
　However, a normal tent should not have such a function, and you will naturally need a solid tool to protect yourself from the cold when sleeping.
　Some of the people lighting fires near such tents notice something... or somebody coming up from the sky.
　The soldiers reflexively picked up the bow, but as soon as they knew it was a Gryphon flying in the air, they lowered it.
　...and yet the reason why we are not putting the bow on the ground is that if the approaching Gryphon is not the set we know, they will intercept it at once.
　But if it was a Gryphon other than Seto who was really approaching, the bow and arrow of the soldier's would not do... and, on the contrary to that would be the case.
　Soldiers finally released their guard when they saw Ray on the back of Sett as he descended to the ground.
　Facing these soldiers, Ray, who stepped down from Seto, opens his mouth.

"It's Ray, the adventurer." To capture Dungeon..."
"Are you Ray?"

　Before I can say it all, I'm told that's what I'm going to do.
　I turned my eyes to the sound of my voice, and found a middle-aged man with a stern beard.
　This is Langa, who is now leading soldiers to watch out for monsters coming out of the dungeon.
　Ray smiles and opens his mouth to Ranga, who just came out of the tent, perhaps on a break.

"It's been a long time no see.
"Grunt!"

　Seto chants as Ray says.
　The scene must have been interesting. Langa also raises her little hand with a smile.

"It's been a long time. From what you said, did you come to attack Dungeon?"

　Ray nods back to Ranga's words.

"I've heard that it's a shallow dungeon, so I want to touch it a little. If I can capture it today, I'd like to experience what kind of place it is, even if it's impossible. There's no such thing as off limits, is there?"

　I heard that if you are an adventurer, you can put it in a dungeon, but just in case, Ray asks.
　Ranga nods to Ray's words, saying they are natural.

"Of course it doesn't matter. But I hear that this dungeon doesn't pay much... if that's all right with you know."
"There is no problem with that because I hear about it while collecting information about dungeons. Well, now... oh, I'll have Seto wait outside, will you mind?"
"Huh? Oh, I see. Is it impossible for a set to enter that dungeon entrance? Yeah, I don't care. But sometimes monsters come out of dungeon, and then..."

　After understanding Langa's point, Ray nods back slightly.

"When a monster comes out, I'll make Set fight, too. I don't care what I say, it's all right there."
"Grull!"

　Not only Langa, but also the other soldiers breathe a sigh of relief at Seto's voice.
　Living in Gilm, of course everyone knows about Seto.
　That's why I was relieved that I wouldn't be busy outside for a while at this point.
　Monsters coming out of the dungeon aren't that strong. No, it's definitely weak, but I don't know when it's going to come out... and because it's a remote area, it's more difficult for monsters to attack from around than from dungeons.
　I understood that even those monsters would feel safe with Seto.