Floating around smells like burning.
　It goes without thinking where the smell is coming from.
　It's because it's a short distance from Ray, and it's what you might call the ex-boss.

"... are you done?" It must have been rather hard for you know.

　Ray's eyes murmuring deeply after releasing the Emperor's red armor look toward the setting sun, which has already set about 80 percent.
　Dusk is coming to an end, and it will be night from now on.
　This will be the most dangerous time for slums.
　But I don't think I'll do anything to deal with the Ray's now.
　The slums seem wide and narrow.
　Information dissemination is quite rapid, especially as many are desperate to survive.
　Naturally, for them, Ray's... and those with Ray's... were the ones who would certainly suffer a great deal of damage if they touched it.
　Who would attack such people without even knowing their own abilities... and yet I can't say that there is no reason why the slums are such a slums are slums.
　Still, there are probably a few like that.

"And then, Ray," What are you going to do now? I don't think these three can stay like this."

　Vihela asks Ray, releasing the claws and blades of the insteps.
　The three men at the sight are Diaz, whose right arm has been eaten up by the Leather Armour, Adria, who is still stuck in the back by Elena, and Paul, whose body has been covered with thorn spears, and whose face has not already been eroded by thorns.
　Other than Adriatic, he was injured, but it wasn't fatal.

(No, that Diaz over there is going to kill him at this rate. Well, this is also a necessary expense.)

　The mastermind who caused the case of the monster with the magic item that happened recently in Gilm is dead, but since he is an accomplice to it, he decides that he will be in trouble if he dies, and takes the part out of the mystery ring.
　What he took out, however, was one of the least expensive of Ray's.
　The choice was based on the judgment that if he lived to hand over Diaz to the guard, he would do something about it.

"Vihela".
"What is it?"

　Vichela probably understood what Ray was urging her to do with the given portion. They ask me if I can really treat them.

"Oh, even if I were to ask about the situation, it would be easier for the guards if there were more people. and I don't hate skilled men."
"Well, I don't mind if Ray says so."

　Vichela has a smile around her mouth, probably because she doesn't hate skilled people. ...no, Vihela might feel more like fighting than she does.
　Watching Vichela use the portion for Dice, Ray turns his gaze slightly away... toward the wind's scales on the ground.
　It's true that I don't hate a good partner. But it was also true that one of the great reasons for helping Diaz was the scales of the wind.

(You said you could get magic items, but I'm sure you'll check them out. ...I'll get it for you in case by case.

　Given the uproar caused by the alchemists, the magic items used in this battle should definitely be kept temporarily by the guards and knights for investigation.
　I think it can't be helped because it's a magic item that takes over a person's body, but since he has a track record of trying to take over a person's body when he got a hammer at the same time, he has a strong feeling that there's no problem even if it's that kind of magic item of that kind.
　Azimov may have been equally interested in wind scales. When Ray decides he already has no enemy to fight against, he starts running toward the windy scales on the ground before he moves.
　Behind Azimov, Bune follows him as a temporary bodyguard.
　Ray hesitated for a moment about whether to stop Azimov, but he says to me just in case.

Many magic items created by Azimov and Zuboz have the ability to take over users. He didn't show any signs of hijacking the user, but don't touch him carelessly."

　In the end, don't stop, just call attention.
　It would be better to give up, if it should be.
　But since Azimov was a skilled alchemist, I thought he would act with an understanding of the situation.
　At the same time, by looking at the magic items created by Zuboz, there is no denying that there was a feeling that it might be helpful to see about the spear he is currently asking Azimov.

"I know, I'm still an alchemist. You don't have to worry about that."
"...I hope so." So the question is what to do from now on."

　Lei wonders what to do now, leaving Azimov watching the scales of the wind.

"Normally, if you make such a fuss, the guards would come to you right away."

　It would have been possible if this were not a slum, but given that this is a slum, we cannot expect guards to come.

"Then... do you mean we need to take him?"

　At Vihela's words, Elena looks around her.
　Diaz stopped bleeding from his right arm for the time being and had no trouble moving.
　Paul is still tied to a thorn, and releasing the thorn will require medical attention, but he will also have no trouble moving it.
　And the last one... and Elena's gaze turns to Adriatic, who is under her feet.
　Adriatic, who was struggling to get out of the situation, said, whether she could feel Elena's gaze without being able to see her face.

"I don't mean to do anything more, either, and I'd like to ask you to put your foot down soon. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."
"It's no good,"

　Elena immediately rejects Adriatic's request.
　Perhaps she didn't expect it to be rejected so quickly, Adriatic looks surprised for a moment, but soon speaks again.

"Why? I understand my ability the most. If I were to be hostile to you, I would have no chance of winning as things stand. You won't even be able to escape. If that's the case, I don't think it's necessary to step on it like this."
"Is that so? It's true that we can't get away with it as it is. But wouldn't it be possible to get away with it if we could move freely? … Well, I'd like to look into it before long. Bune."
"Yes,"

　By Azimov's side Bune was checking to see if there were any enemies around him, but when Elena called him, he muttered briefly and looked at him.

"I beg your pardon, but will you check if he has any magic?"
"Yes,"

　I nod to Elena's words and head straight down Adriatic.
　At present, the best place to look at what Adriatic had was Bune.
　Being a thief, Bune is largely discerning.
　The other reason I asked Bune was that he could not have a man like Ray or Azimov check Adriatic.
　At any rate, Elena turns her gaze to a shed a little further away, seeing Bune take out magic items and other ordinary tools that had been hidden in various places by her body.
　It's a hut that Yero found in the sky.
　The slums had become maze‐like, so I ended up hiring a guide.

"Will you not look into that hut, Ray?"

　At Elena's words, Ray also turns his gaze to the hut.
　If you're asked if you need to look into the hut there, you'd better look it up.
　When Ray decides so, he calls out to Azimov, who is concentrated on the scales of the wind.

"Ajimov, can you give me a second?"
"What, I'm sorry, but I want to concentrate on you now. If you have any business with me, I'll finish looking into it before..."

　At once Azimov returned and began to look back at the scales of the wind.
　Watching it, Ray breathes ostentatiously after a moment of thought.

"Well, that's too bad," I was going to go look into the hiding place of the alchemist called Zubos. If Azimov says so, I'm the only one...""Wait,"
"Wow!"

　go and check
　Ray was about to say that, but before I knew it, Azimov, who had been examining the scales of the wind, was standing by Ray's side without a sound.
　Ray looks at Azimov, who shows up close to him without a hint of anything.
　Ray, who never thought Azimov could do such a thing, was at a loss for words for a moment, but soon recovered by Azimov's words.

"Look, Ray. You're going to that hut, aren't you? I'll go, too, and I'll be right there."
"... oh, yes."

　Ray somehow understood Azimov's curious words.

(Is he the type who demonstrates more power than his ability when it comes to matters of his own interest.) ...maybe I'm glad I'm an alchemist.)

　If Azimov had been interested in bandits and had fallen in love with them... there would probably have been a large band of bandits.
　That's how Ray thought, but I still couldn't imagine Azimov committing a robbery.

"Ray, here you go!"
"All right. All right. Don't rush me so fast."

　He was a fine grown-up Azimov, but looking at what he is doing now reminds me of a child who can't stand sweets.
　Anyway, Ray is interested in what magic items are in Zuboz's hiding place, so he follows Azimov.
　Adriatic's mouth was faintly... faintly arched, perhaps because he was lying face down, no one noticed it.
　Moving from where the fighting was taking place and arriving in front of the hut, Ray somehow realizes that he has a strong interest in the hut.
　The moment Ray reached for the door and tried to open it, he saw the hut swelled up from the inside, almost reflexively Ray grabbing nearby Azimov's clothes and leaping back from the spot.

"Phew!"

　Ray's ears were filled with the sound of Azimov's sudden pull, but the next moment it was drowned out by a louder roar.
　The hut exploded as Ray landed on the ground.
　That's right. It wasn't a fire, but an explosion was the correct expression.

"Phew!"

　Using dragon robes, you can defend countless pieces of hut that have come towards you, clapping your tongue.
　Fortunately, Azimov is behind Ray, so he doesn't have to struggle to defend himself.
　Shards of huts hit the Dragon Robe, a magic item created by pinching the scales of hundreds of years old dragons between dragon leather.
　They have such a high level of physical and magical defenses that you can't take them out of their defenses by receiving shards of the hut.
　Except for the impact of fragments hitting the dragon lobe.
　Even though it's relieved by the dragon robes, the shock itself passes through Ray's body.
　It would not have been difficult to take advantage of its length to spin in your hand and shield against it, or to defend yourself with a magic shield.
　But now they were looking inside the shed, so the death size remained in the mistling.
　It must be terrible to be careless.
　At any rate, Ray, who has received a series of shards of the hut destroyed at close range, turns his attention to Azimov, who will be behind him, enduring the pain inflicted by the impact.
　As Azimov, who was originally an alchemist devoted to research, is not good at physical activity.
　I could use a certain amount of magic, but it also required recitation.
　In other words, the moment Ray thinks that there is nothing Azimov can do under the current circumstances, the sudden impact on his body decreases.
　Ray could not understand what had happened, but if he had turned around he would have noticed the bracelet on Azimov's wrist emitting blue light.
　Azimov cannot immediately use magic or avoid attacks.
　But it was possible to conjure up the magic items that I was wearing.
　The blue circular boundary, which formed a few meters, including Ray, had some effect on the force of the shards blowing away.