Vicente, whose body was cut off while expressing his grudge, seems not to have been haunted enough to live in that state even with the power of the sanctuary, and is already lying dead on the ground.
　About thirty seconds after Vicente's death, the strange space which had been called a sanctuary completely incomprehensible to Ray vanished, as if it had been a lie until now.

"Is he really dead?"

　Vicente had a hatred of Ray to the end. In this world of magical powers, it is no surprise that the body is cut in half or that it is actually alive.
　That's why Ray was wary of Vicente's appearance, but he was finally convinced that he was dead here. Breathe in relief and release the Emperor's red armor and exploratory flames spreading on the ground.
　Then it suddenly darkens.
　It's only natural that everything was bright until recently because of the Emperor's red armor used by Ray and the flames that spread on the ground.

"Grull?"

　Seth approaches Ray, breathing a sigh of relief, asking if he's OK.
　The slight strangeness of the walk was probably the effect of Vicente's blow.
　I could ignore the pain during the battle, but now I feel calmer and more pain than during the battle.

"Is Set better than me?"

　Ray has also been attacked several times, but it's not the kind of injury that hinders his walking like Seto.
　Ray caresses his head in gratitude to Seto, who is obviously more seriously injured than he is.

"Thank you, Set. I think I would have had a little trouble if you hadn't come to the rescue."

　Vicente, who excels in close combat with the visionary old man.
　Against such a duo...they were also using strange skills such as sanctuary. If Ray had fought alone, he would certainly have struggled.
　Ray seemed to easily defeat the visionary old man, but that was because he was able to fight without connecting with Vicente.

"Slurrurling.

　Seth rubs her face against Rey, yelling, "It's all right!"
　Ray smiles and takes the portion out of the mistling.
　It's not a cosmetic injury like a cut, so it doesn't have that much effect on the potion, but it was true that using it would heal the wound faster than not using it.
　Ray's most expensive portion has a certain effect as soon as it's sprinkled on the set.
　Some of the mistrings were more effective, but no matter how cute Seto was, Ray wouldn't use them.
　Seto is a Rank A monster in the first place, and his self-healing ability is incomparable to that of the monsters around him.
　There was a reason that if you were going to treat such a set, this level of potion would be sufficient.

"Glu, Glu, Glu, Glu, Glu... "

　You'll see that the pain in your body is going away. Seto gurgles happily and rubs her face against Ray.

"Certainly, Seto wants to be spoiled. But it's true that Seto saved me this time, and I'll go out with him as much as I want."
"Gruly!"

　She exclaimed happily, "Yay!"

"I don't mind if you love me, but I'd appreciate it if you could do it after cleaning up."

　That kind of voice echoes suddenly.

"What!"

　No matter how relaxed the battle is, it is hard to believe that he didn't realize until he was spoken to, Ray takes a small breath and Sett quickly goes on alert.
　But Ray soon realizes whose voice the voice is, caressing and speaking to calm the groaning Seto.

"Calm down, Set. This guy is on my side. even though it looks like this."
"... Guru?"

　A set of eyes to Ray asking, "Really?"
　Having been fighting Vicente until just a few minutes ago, it's only natural to be very vigilant against strangers.
　Especially in this battle, both myself and Ray were slightly injured, so we are very cautious.
　There's also an extraordinarily high profile of the person in front of you…and you might see that as a high ranking monster, you've never seen before, you've got a lot more power than the Vicente that you've been fighting for.
　If he hadn't stroked himself, he would still be right in front of him... and he would tilt his head at Sett's threat to attack Sardart.

"It's unusual that Seto should be so blatantly wary of his opponent."
"No, that's true," I had heard, and heard, of Ray's subservience to the Gryphon from all quarters. But this is the first time I've ever seen him face-to-face, and it's only natural to be wary of strangers, isn't it, too, to protect the Lord Ray?"
"...huh? Oh, I see. Was it his first time meeting with Sardart?"

　Sardart nods back to Ray with a smile around his mouth.

"Well, in my case, I was guarding Ray, so Ray was the Gryphon... Seto, right? I've seen him many times, but this is the first time I've ever seen him face to face. Oh, and I saw him flying in the air a little while ago."
"I'm sorry, I completely forgot," Seto, this is a sardart. This is Elf, who was my bodyguard. Sardart. This is Seto, and as you know, my partner of mine."
"Grull?"

　By Ray's words, he probably decided that the person in front of him was not his enemy. Seto gazes at Sardart with round eyes.
　the first look of vigilance and the now innocent look
　It was a little surprising to Sardart that both were directed at the same person.
　One word from Ray's mouth makes such a difference.

"So what did you come to after the battle? The bodyguard appeared after the battle.
"Ah... yes. To be honest, I feel sorry about that. I think you know Ray because we met before, but there's another stigma besides Ray's defeat. I was stuck with that guy. And I finally knocked him down, so I came over here..."

　The small shrug of his shoulders was an attitude of understanding that it was too late for him to come.
　But Ray doesn't blame Sardart for the incident either.
　Stigma is a nuisance because I knew best that I had experienced it.
　Still, suddenly concerned about the skills used in the earlier battle, Ray looks straight at the dead Vicente's body and then opens his mouth.

"By the way... by the way, didn't the stigma that stopped him use the strange skill of sanctuary?"

　On hearing that, Sardart would have immediately realized that the sanctuary had been activated here. stare at Ray with surprise in one's eyes

"Did you use the sanctuary, too, because you knew the word?" ... Well, that's all right. as I say, that sanctuary is a very troublesome thing."
"Do you mean you know?"

　Sardart nods back to Ray, caressing Seto, with his neat face slightly distorted.

"Oh, I've fought a few stigma in my case. Some of them have used similar skills. However, the effects of stigma, including the development of sanctuary, vary greatly from person to person. Not everyone has uniform skills, though.""Now that you mention it..."

　In Sardart's words, Ray's eyes are directed at the body of an old man lying far away, rather than at the Vicente, whose body.
　If everyone had the ability to develop a sanctuary, the old man could have used it.
　At first, I thought the elderly might have used a vision because they couldn't double out the sanctuary, but I think that vision is the ability of the old man's stigma.

"The other stigma, which was halved over there, was quite elaborate... that was the ability of a stigma to use at will, even if it was not true until you actually touched it?"
"…I don't know what do you think? I don't know much about stigma either. Shokoism is such a dark organization. Even if you say you've fought with stigma, it doesn't mean you're rich. ...so if you're going to answer Ray's words, you'll probably have to."

　When I was fighting, I could almost instinctively realize it was a vision, but until then I had even suspected that I was using metastatic magic.
　Making such elaborate visions was an amazing ability in Ray's eyes, and if Seto hadn't come to support him, he would have struggled to fight Vicente at the mercy of it.
　Once again, Ray realizes that he is here to beat Stigma in such near-scathed condition because Seto came and took on Vicente.
　The Vicente, however, concentrated on the battle against Seto...no, he was forced to concentrate on Seto's strength, and was killed by Ray's attack from behind.

(Even if we say we beat the noise just in case, it's because we got along well in the end. I didn't intend to be a Tengu myself, but when I think about this battle, it's no matter what. ...huh)

　Sardart opens his mouth as Ray feels about the compatibility of the battles.

"... well, I'm glad we're both safe after all." To be honest, I can hardly say that I acted as a bodyguard."
"Well, sanctuary was a thing. ...to be honest, it's been a long time since I've had such a difficult fight. I don't want to say it's a matter of chemistry, but I guess it's still a matter of chemistry."

　Sardart agrees with Ray, who breathes a sighs.

"Of course there are people who don't get along well with each other. However, it doesn't mean that we can lose, let alone struggle just because we don't get along well. Rather, cleaning up around here seems to be a lot harder."

　Sardart's gaze was on the battlefield where Ray had been fighting the stigma until recently.
　The red armour of Ray's flame melted the snow into water, and the water evaporated into steam.
　It had been steaming hot up until a while ago, but now that Emperor Flame's red armor has been removed, the cold air of winter nights comes in and it feels even colder as it has been warm up until a while ago.
　...however, Ray is wearing a dragon robe, and Seto is a Gryphon.
　In that sense, it is Sardart that suffers the most from the cold.

"Anyway, I'll clean up here. The Rays... I'd like to say I can go back to my room, but I don't think so."
"My room is badly ransacked because the stigma attacked me in my sleep."
"...let's go to Erinde first." They seem to want to hear what you're saying."

　At the end of Sardart's gaze was a bird that Ray had never seen before.

"I don't think you need to explain the situation if you've been looking over here like an errand."
"That's not so much. I don't think Erinde was looking at this situation from the beginning. . . . . ?"

　a little bird chirping at the words of Sardart
　It was in a manner as Sardart had said.

"And if your room has been damaged, you have to ask Erinde to prepare a new room, you know? It's cold here, and let's hurry up."
"Wait a minute. For the time being, I will collect what I can collect now."

　In response to Sardart's words, he takes his armor and cane from Vicente's corpse, the armor, the instep, and the old man's corpse to Mistilling, and then heads for the school building where the principal's office is located.
　The bird, confirming the situation, stops on Sardart's shoulder and shows up accompanying him.

"Ah... I'll ask you to do things peacefully if possible."
"Tick-tick-tick-tick-tick!"

　Listening to these conversations coming from behind, Ray finally realizes how the stigma that attacked him has come to fruition.

(The third Stigma is said to have fought against Sardart, and since he is here safe, he was probably killed or captured.)

　Watching Sardart almost intact, Ray prayed that he could sleep as soon as possible, rather than talk too long in the principal's office.