After it was established that the magic items Seymour bought were made by an alchemist who, as Ray had anticipated, was making a fuss around Gillum, Ray and his colleagues broke up and came to a restaurant a short distance away.
　The dining room was crowded only in the evening, but it wasn't full yet, so I succeeded in getting a seat.
　...sett is eating the food Ray ordered outside.

"You've been paying a lot of attention, boys,"

　Ray turns to Vihela and Vichela turns to Azimov, as he yells down the dried meat on the table.
　You're probably saying that each other's attention is being paid to the other.
　In fact, it's not wrong.
　Ray is famous for his guillem in many ways, and Vihela naturally attracts people's attention for her beauty and clothes.
　Ray without Seto usually doesn't stand out that much, but now he's showing off his face that's appropriate to express as a woman's face with his hood down.
　Though not as good as the two, Bune is well-dressed and well-deserved to be called a beautiful girl.
　The most inconspicuous of these was Azimov, an alchemist.
　His features are not well-organized, but rather crude, but still less noticeable than the other three.
　At any rate, as the conversation goes on, Ray skips all the attention and opens his mouth to Azimov.

`Tell me the details of the remark,' Are you sure that the magic item Seymour was using was made by the alchemist?"
"Yes, it's almost certain."
"Isn't it possible that someone is pretending to be?"

　Azimov laughs his nose before answering Vihela's question, reaching for a bean dish that he only roasted and sprinkled salt on.

"Well, there are some fools who will be misled by such pretences, but there is no way they can mislead me by such a thing. for I am a good alchemist, even though I look like this."

　Although Azimov called himself a skilled man, Ray, who knew his skill was quite high, said nothing in particular, but watched him interact with Vihela.

"Well, there seems to be no objection to Ray, and I wonder if I can trust him for now. Does that mean it's definitely the same person's work?"

　At a packed restaurant, Azimov nods to Vihela's question, misrepresenting the essential words.

"As I said, almost certainly," I can't get rid of the habit of making magic items."
"You can believe that Azimov will say this. Then, the biggest problem is who came to that store to sell... what?"
"I don't think it's possible to get information from that shopkeeper. He looked stubborn. Besides, I don't think I'll teach you even if I think about my connection as a merchant."
"I suppose... then the possibility is to catch them personally when they come for sale."
"You don't necessarily come to that store again, do you?"
"Yes,"

　Bune agrees with Vihela's words, eating skewer.
　That remark forces Ray to agree.
　Even if the alchemist in this case is selling magic items for any reason, he doesn't have to sell them at the same store over and over again.

"But it is true that there is no other clue. Then you have no choice but to head to a place with a clue?"
"That's true, but... no, that's true." Ray is quite right. Shall we go now?"
"Oh, ... Azimov, please go out with me a little more."
"What!"

　For Azimov, the words that came out of Ray's mouth were probably completely unexpected.
　He opens his mouth when he's not joking, banging a glass of ain't no joke.

"I still have a lot of work to do. as to your spear, and there are many other experiments."
"...I'm sorry, but as long as the alchemist is involved in this case, I really need the help of the alchemists. and the most skillful alchemist I know is Azimov."

　Azimov opens his eyes for a moment at the unflinching slang.
　Although his relationship with Ray wasn't so long, he still didn't think Ray would lie to keep him.
　In other words, what Ray has just said is undeniably his true feelings.
　There's no mistake about it's not wrong. though it is true that only Azimov is the alchemist Ray knows in Gilm.
　Of course, it is a clear perception that Azimov is a good alchemist for Ray.
　Pamidor confidently introduced himself to me as a good alchemist, though he had some difficulties in his character.

"Well, I wouldn't go out with you if I were to go that far."
"I'm sorry,"
"Well, I just don't want to act like you're going to tell me that you're going to back down. and you have some rare materials, such as the hammer, and the hair and feathers of the cet."

　Ray stands up without saying anything, even though he feels like he's being taunted by a man.
　...by the way, most of the food on the table was eaten up by Ray and Bune while we were talking, and very little is left.
　On the contrary, even the vegetables on the side of the plate have disappeared clean and clean.
　The sauces used in cooking have also disappeared beautifully with bread, so the chef in the dining room will even be impressed by how much he eats when he sees this plate.
　I had a light appetite before I left for Azimov's house, but I didn't feel it at all.

"I've eaten very little," And I only had a glass of ale."

　Azimov complains, but Ray replies with a smile to Azimov.

"I'm going to go on a stakeout now. Wasn't that better? It wouldn't be a joke if the stakeout failed because of the smell of alcohol?"
"Oh, my God. Oh, my gosh."

　You must have thought there was a point in what Ray said. Azimov gulps down a few ale left in the glass and stands up.





　The Lays hid in view of the magic shop they had just arrived at.
　Luckily, the magic item store is located in the back alley, so you don't have to worry about hiding.
　However, I'm a little far away because it's impossible to hide without being found by the people in the store because of the size of the set.

"And yet..."

　The store in front of his eyes must have been so slow that he was free. muttered Ray.
　Vichela seems to have felt the same way in her spare time, and she turns to Ray without paying particular attention.
　...a very beautiful woman like Vichela, wearing only her usual thin clothes, is so close to Ray... that she is not a few centimeters away that she cannot help but be aware of it is true.
　Ray's opening may have been to try to manage the awkward atmosphere with Vihela.
　Ray was the only one who felt the awkward atmosphere.
　Bune is still young and bred and has little interest in heteros*xual relationships, Azimov is an extreme freak who is more of a magic item than a woman, and Vihela is only happy that Ray is conscious of her.

"What? What's wrong?"
"No, wasn't there any strange noise in the city until we came here? I know it's always going to be noisy in the evening, but it was more noisy than that..."

　Ray muttered half shyly, but it was true.
　Since there are so many adventurers, the excitement of the adventurers who finished their request in the evening and the bar parties become noisy, but the excitement felt as they walked through the city between leaving the dining room and coming here was more than usual.

"Didn't some idiot cause another problem? That's what Ray said about the magic item."
"...I didn't think it was that noisy."

　Rey felt some joyful noise, but as soon as she tried to say it, she stopped moving.
　A moment later, Vihela stops moving, Bune, Azimov... and the door of the magic shop opens.
　The person who comes out of there walks down the street without showing any sign of alarm."How long has it been since we came here?"
"I don't think it's that long yet?"

　Vihela responds to Ray's muttering.
　Despite his nod, Ray was unconvinced.
　I didn't take out the clock in the mistling and check the time thoroughly, but it's still been more than half an hour.
　In other words, the person in front of Ray's gaze was in the store during that time.

(30 minutes. It's not that long, it looks like an adventurer, so if you think you were negotiating whether to sell or buy the magic item you got, that could be the case. It's not strange...)

　Still, the person in Ray's eyes touched Ray's senses.
　I don't know exactly what it is, but Ray still leaps out of his hiding place according to his senses.
　The person who just came out of the shop faced Ray head on, partly because he was walking towards them.

"Oh, what's the matter with me? What do you want from me?"

　The person who asks Ray, standing in front of him, shows a slight surprise when he sees him, but the next moment he asks Ray with an amusing smile on his lips.

"I'd like you to tell me a story,"
"Hmm... from the voice of a man? Are you trying to woo me? I'm afraid I don't like short people. I'm sorry."

　Although Ray was mistaken for being a pick-up, he was surprised to find out that the man he thought was actually a man was a woman.

"No, that's not what I meant. Actually, I have something to ask you."
"Oh, are you lost?" But I don't know much about it either."
"...it looked like you had just come out of the shop?"
"Huh? Oh, I have something to do. As you can see, I'm an adventurer. I sometimes stop by here to sell magic items. However, since they only come here, I don't know much about the surrounding area."

　For some reason, Ray's suspicions grow even more at the woman's small shoulder shrug.
　Even though there is nothing suspicious about the woman's words and nothing suspicious about her speaking.

(What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me...?)

　Ray, who had been hanging his head in such a confidential way, probably decided that he had done his business. The woman waved lightly to Ray and tried to leave the scene.

"Ringling!"

　That kind of cry echoes around me.
　His voice, which is hard to mishear, is what we call Ray's half.
　Seto, who appears with the cry, stands in front of the woman if he doesn't let her pass.

"... I'd like you to do something about it." Did I do anything?"
"Grull".

　Ray's eyes were on Seto, ignoring the woman's words.
　As soon as I see Sett turn his face toward a woman, the discomfort in Ray immediately shows its shape.
　It's something that Ray himself didn't recognize.
　Nevertheless, living things always exist.
　That is to say...

(Body odor?)

　Not exactly the body odor of a woman, but the odor of rot and iron rust that had seeped into her body.
　Even Seto screamed at the stench, so the stench won't go away so easily.
　No, the human nose wouldn't have been able to smell it, but Ray, who had five senses sharper than the human nose, could smell the bad smell that remained in the woman's body without understanding it and taught Ray about it as a sense of strangeness.
　And above all, he had even sharper senses than Ray, and on top of that, he could not mislead Seto's nose, who had the skill of increasing his sense of smell.

"Well, are you one of the people involved in this matter?" Then I'll talk to you about it."

　Let's hear it. The moment she tries to say so, she runs away without saying a word.
　It's not Ray or Seto, it's the other way around.
　Of course Ray and Sett should not have overlooked it without saying anything, but...

"Quick!"

　A woman who is closing the gap little by little, but still runs too fast for Seto and Ray to catch up... Adria.
　They have great physical abilities, but they are still not as fast as Ray and Seto can catch up.
　It's not Adriatic's own power that is driving us this fast, but only with magic items created by Zuboz.
　Still, Ray and Sett's speed gradually narrowed the gap, and if they kept running, they would soon catch up.
　...but on the back street.
　But the road leading to the main street is where Adriatic runs.
　If you get caught up in the crowd, it's hard to catch up.
　As soon as such impatience was born in Ray, Adria went out into the high street...

"Oh!"

　At that moment, he shrieks and falls to the ground.
　What happened!? That's what Ray heard.

"Well, it's been a long time since I've seen Ray in person, and he seems to be involved in another great disturbance."

　She told me that she had golden hair shaped like the light of the sun, a neat face that attracted everyone, and a dignified atmosphere.
　Ray knew without much thought who was the right person to call the goddess of war.
　Watching the person touch the golden vertical roll, Ray utters the name of the person in front of him.

"Elena..."