"…I see. Was it to avenge His Highness Kabazid?"

　Sitting on the sofa in the lord's office, listening to Ray and Vihela's explanations, Dusker murmured.
　The tone is naturally bitter.
　I knew full well why you were going to avenge me.
　He joined forces with the nobility in intervening in the civil war in the Vestian Empire last year.
　And I also understand that Ray was the most active in the civil war and the biggest cause of Kabazid's death.
　But I never expected to make such a big fuss for revenge, and most importantly...

"Your Highness Kabazeed had enough talent to be a superior,"
"Well, many loved my brother. That's why we've built up so much experience."

　Dusker nods deeply to Vihela as she passes her sandwich to Bune.

"And in the end, most of the materials, materials, and magic items left by the alchemist disappeared?"

　When asked, Ray nods immediately.

"Yes. I think there's still some material left in the basement of Paul's magic shop... maybe the really important thing was brought out by Zubos."

　And eventually disappeared by the explosion of the hut.
　Ray doesn't know if it was a step in case they lost or if they had any other intentions.
　However, it is true that valuable materials and magic items that Zuboz had disappeared as a result, and Ray was very disappointed.

(Well, I guess I was lucky enough to get through the explosion unharmed. No, don't you say that bruises are intact?)

　Suddenly Ray thinks about it.
　The fragments of the hut that fell from the explosion did not cut or pierce Ray with dragon robes.
　However, this does not prevent the impact that comes through the Dragon Robe.
　As a result, Ray, though not directly injured, was to bruise all over his body.
　Still, it's probably because Ray's body is specially made that he doesn't feel much pain after just sleeping overnight.
　A normal human being would surely have moaned in pain for a few days.

"I've heard from Langa about it. ...and I'm afraid I'll have to look into all the magic items and materials you had before I give them to you."
"That can't be helped,"

　Dusker looks a little surprised at Ray's simple nod.

"Are you sure? I thought you'd be able to get a little more complaining."
"Yes, that magic item used by Zuboz is dangerous. This time it was just a slap on the wrist, but if there are any other materials left, there may not be anyone who can make a similar magic item, and there should be countermeasures."

　At Ray's words, Dusker breathes a sigh of relief.
　I thought it would be all right, but there was still a slight desire to return the magic items, materials, and materials as soon as possible.
　Dusker knows full well that Ray has a strong obsession with magic items.
　And the magic items left by Zuboz are sure to attract Ray's interest.
　If this had happened, we would have had to negotiate tenaciously.
　From Dusker's point of view as Larkus's frontier, he can take aggressive measures.
　But he didn't want to take strong measures against Ray, who was also a friendly relationship for Dusker.
　...in the first place, even if you try to take strong measures, Ray is better than you in pure fighting power.
　It was also clear that if such an act would put Ray at a disadvantage, he would quickly ride out of the guillem.
　That would greatly reduce the strength of the army in Gilm.
　And given Seto's presence in Guillum, if he's not good enough, he could even riot.

(... Gillum is quite leaning on Ray and Sett, isn't she?

　Suddenly, I think so.
　In fact, Ray and Sett's presence in Gilm was far from ridiculous.
　We were very fortunate to think that Ray would quietly leave to us what we call the Zuboz legacy.

"I'm sorry, thank you."
"No, it looks like this and I'm attached to Gilmoo."
"Oh, you tell me to look like this myself,"

　Vihela, listening to Ray and Dasker, says with a small smile.
　Elena and even Arra had smiles on their lips, perhaps because the remark was funny.
　But for Ray, who was being laughed at, the remark must have been unsatisfactory. reach for a sandwich on the plate a little tauntingly

"Huhhhuh.

　Vichela smiles happily at the sight of Ray.
　It was obvious that they enjoyed the act of harassing the person they liked.

"Oh, my God. Anyway, this case has been saved. It was a pity that I could not catch the alchemist."

　Dusker's gaze briefly turns to Ray.
　Responding to the gaze, Dasker opens his mouth the moment Ray tries to say something.

"From what I've heard, it was quite impossible to catch him alive."
"Yes. He was running wild without being conscious of himself."
"I have received a report. I understand that he tried to eat his comrades to death."

　As Dasker mutters, Ray's right arm is bitten off Diaz and Paul's head would have been bitten off if Ray hadn't helped.
　It was true that he was running wild, but eventually he probably ran wild and acquired new intelligence.
　If we had been able to capture them as they were, there would have been many new discoveries.
　But considering the incident, Ray quickly denies it in private.

(There is no doubt that such an existence would not be a good thing if it were intelligent. and I am glad that I was able to get him to death."

　It may have been the intelligence that resulted from his runaway resentment against him, but I was glad he didn't catch him alive.
　It was because I had such a feeling, though half-consciously, that if I had caught him alive, some tragedy would have occurred later.

"Did you say something like that?" I'm sorry I couldn't catch it, but instead I could catch the other three properly. Paul in particular is strangely supportive of us."
"That man?"

　For Ray, Paul was honestly a complete stranger to what he was thinking.
　a man of the Vestian Empire who survived a previous spy hunt
　Given Paul's position, it's not surprising that he'd be willing to cooperate.
　But why are you so cooperative here with the guards and knights who captured you?

(I didn't simply think of the advantages and disadvantages and turned over... I'm sure.)

　I don't know what Paul thought of doing that, though, but it's true that it's beneficial to Gillum.

"How about the other two?"

　Dusker's expression braces for a moment at Ray's question.
　It's a real momentary change in facial expression that only a person with a certain degree of acquaintance or sharpness would know.
　Ray has some acquaintance with Dusker and knows his temper. That's why I noticed the change, and Elena and Vihela are naturally quick-witted.
　Bune is a thief, and Arra is highly observant because she serves Elena.
　As a result, I noticed that most of the people here had changed their facial expressions even if Dusker had only slightly, but no one pointed it out.
　Dusker, the lord of Gillum, did not speak, so he judged that there must be a good reason.
　I knew Dusker had noticed it, but he would move on without any particular reaction.

(I can't believe that the general who ran away from the Kingdom of Regesia was in the slum of Guillum. It was rumored that he was involved in a power struggle, and that he was more like a half-destroyer than a runaway.)While talking to Ray and others, Dasker thinks about Diaz.
　He was a man who had been driven out of his home country half way, but he was an able man to serve as shogun.
　As a Dasker, I would like Diaz to be my subordinate, but as long as he is involved in this case, it is not easy to get him to my subordinates, and above all, he did not want that either.

(Since he lost his right arm, he would not be able to reach the front line, but he could still command his troops.)

　Dusker wonders how Diaz can be included under his banner.

"Well done, anyway. I am very sorry that Mr. Elena, having just come yesterday, suddenly got involved in such a disturbance
"No, don't worry. I didn't expect this to happen either, but it wasn't a bad thing to be able to work with Ray."
"That would be a great help to me. "And how long will Mr. Elena stay in Gillum, of course, for me to be there?"

　It is not a bad choice for Dusker, a neutral figure, to have Elena stay in Gilm for a long time, also a symbol of the aristocracy.
　But Elena opens her mouth a little apologetic at Dusker's words.

"I'm sorry, but I have to get back before summer comes. I'm afraid it won't last long."
"...well, I think summer is enough."

　Dusker said for a long time that it would take several weeks... maybe a month.
　But Elena's words came out of her mouth until summer.
　This leaves Dusker completely out of his mind thinking about how to persuade Diaz, and he can't help but use plain language.

"Well, that's all thanks to the establishment of a friendly force in the Kingdom of Milliana in the Empire of Bestia. For my part, I'm still wary of the Bestian Empire, but it's still much easier than last year."
"Oh, then, can I thank you? Well, why don't you let me have a hot time alone with Ray as a token of my gratitude?"

　As Vichela tells her as she turns her eyes to Ray, Arra, not Elena, shrieks her cheeks.
　Elena wouldn't take action because she didn't say anything, but if she was going to do something, she would be the first to think...
　But... she is next completely taken aback by the words that Elena uttered.

"Well, I see. Well, I hope you'll have a hot time around tomorrow."
"...what? Mr. Elena!"

　Surely they didn't expect Elena to tolerate it so easily. Arra's mouth raises a wild voice.

"Huh, what's wrong with you? Did something go wrong?"
"No, so... well, is that all right?"

　As we spoke, Arra nervously looks to Elena to see if she has calmed down a little.
　There was Elena's beautiful smile.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
"Are you mistaken?"
"Oh, what kind of hot time do you think Vihela was talking about?"
"No matter what you say... you know..."

　Elena's words gently distract Arla.
　And behind the eyes was Vihela, who spoke of the word hot time.
　The glamorous smile seemed to suggest that the hot time was just as Arla had imagined.

"Oh, what's wrong with you? I don't know what you imagined, but I'm sure you're not that wrong?"
"What!"

　Arra was once again surprised, but she must have felt sorry for him.
　Elena breathes a little sigh and then opens her mouth.

"Vihela, leave it there. ... Arra, the Vihela there is what we call a combat freak. In other words, what does hot time mean... without saying it?"

　Arra muttered in her mouth that she was a combat freak, until she understood that she had been made fun of.