The cry I heard from the other side of the bushes seemed to me to be somewhat weak in charm.
　Still, Ray keeps an eye on the call, taking the death-size out of the mistling.
　It's not just Ray. Elena, Marina, Vihela, Arra and Bune were all the same.
　But... in the party, Seto and Yero were the only ones looking towards the bushes without any particular sign of nervousness.
　as if the master of the call heard from behind the bushes knew it was not a dangerous monster.
　Looking sideways at them, Ray wonders inside.

(He was so close to me and Seto that he had no sign of me, so he must be a monster with a high level of ability in terms of secrecy.) That's OK... Why isn't Seto on guard? He's a strange monster. He's always on guard.)

　It was surprising to Ray that Yero, who was on Seto's back, was unguarded.
　Yellow is by no means high in terms of pure fighting power.
　He was a child of a tribe called the Black Dragon or the Black Dragon, although he had the ability to disappear and the ability to play half-heartedly attack with weapons.
　Such a child...or rather, it's wrong to seek aggression from someone close to a baby.

"Who is it? Come out."

　Ray yells over the bushes, but the bushes are just shaking and there is no sign of any monster coming out.

"Gururu, gururu? Gururu.
"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"

　In front of a death-sized Ray, a set with a yellow on its back breaks in.

"Set?"

　Ray turns to the bushes again, looking as if he were not in danger.
　And a few seconds to think. Eventually, they take a death-size position and release themselves from the position they always had.

"Do you like it?"

　Again, Ray nods to Viehra's question, turning his eyes to Seto and Yero, who had produced magical nails on the back of his hand so that he could respond immediately to whatever happened.

"Oh, Seto and Yero are not on this alert. You probably don't have to be on guard, do you? Right?"
"... well. Yellow is not as strong as Seto, but he has a keen intuition."

　muttering Elena down the mirror.
　Arra, who is always learning from Elena, also acts as a bodyguard to Elena.
　That being the case, we couldn't lay down our weapons here in case Elena was in danger.
　Bune had not lowered his weapon, but this was a move in the hope of launching a preemptive strike in the event of danger.

"I've heard a polo or a polo. Do you remember the song?"

　Watching Seto and Yero screaming frantically across the bushes, Ray asks Marina, who is most familiar with the forest.
　But Marina shakes her head at Ray's words.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know," When I was in this village, there were no monsters or animals that sounded like that, but I didn't know all the monsters in the forest at that time either."

　Once she's said that, Marina, who once again.

"Given that it's been a long time since I left the forest, I wouldn't be surprised if a new monster came along in the meantime."

　Nearly a hundred years have passed since Marina left the village. And in nearly a hundred years, the ecosystem of the forest changes easily.
　If it's monsters, not animals, there's a better chance of ecosystem change.
　That's why Marina had no idea what monsters were behind the bushes.
　However, it's almost impossible to predict from the call that the monster is not so vicious.
　That's why Marina lowered her bow.

"Glu, glu, glu, glu."
"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"
"Polo? Polo? Polo?"

　It's been a few minutes that such a conversation takes place in front of the Ray's eyes.
　Eventually Ray opens his mouth when he sees the bush shaking more than ever.

"I see you are finally here," I'm sure he's a monster with a lot of reasons when he doesn't run away with Seto is here.

　I half expected there would be no danger, but I didn't know what monsters were coming out, so I looked straight at the bushes.
　And the first thing that came out of the bushes was... blue.
　Smaller... that's a smaller monster than Yellow, but it's generally blue-haired.
　Another notable figure would be the amount.
　An oval red gem is embedded in the forehead.
　The monster looked around him with only his face out of the bushes like that, but eventually he decided that there was no danger, so he put his whole body out of the bushes.
　As for the size of the squirrel, it's about one size larger than the average squirrel.
　However, as with the face, the whole body is covered with blue hair, and the soft-looking tail occupies nearly half the length.
　And most distinctive of all was its tail.
　It's about half the length, but that's not all. There were several tails.

"What is this monster... It's my first time seeing it."

　To the muttering Ray, the others nod in agreement except Marina.
　Elena, who lived on the battlefield as a princess general, Vichela, who lived as a princess of the Vestian Empire, and Bune, who had continued to dive alone in the dungeon as a thief, must know more than usual, but they had never seen monsters talking to Seto or Yello, Cuccu, or Polpol.
　Also, Arra has never seen a blue-haired squirrel-like monster, as a matter of course.

"Huh? Huh? By any chance..."

　Ray suddenly remembered something like an oval red gem on the forehead of a blue squirrel monster playing with yellow.
　However, that's not the knowledge I've gained since I came to Elgin. He appeared in games, comics, novels, and so on when he was in Japan.

"Carbunkle?"
"A polle?"

　As Ray muttered, a blue squirrel monster looked.

(Did you respond to my voice? In other words, you know you were called... understand what others say?)

　There are not many monsters who can understand people's language, but there are certainly not all monsters.
　It's not unusual for high-ranking monsters like Seto and Yero to hear and understand people's languages, even though they can't.

"Correct. It's a very rare monster, but you got it."

　At the voice Ray turns around.
　There was Marina smiling with satisfaction.

"What? Then is this monster really a carbuncle?"
"Yes, though... very different from the carbuncle I've seen before." I saw only one tail in particular."At Marina's words, Ray turns to the blue squirrel... Carbundle, thinking that experienced adventurers are different.
　As Marina said, it has multiple tails, which are very different from the carbuncle that Ray learned from games and comics in Japan.

"Perhaps it's the same rare species as Seto." The lack of ferocity may be due to the treatment of the world tree. Or is it because it is a high-ranked monster called carbuncle?"
"High ranking monster?"
"Yes, it's Rank B Monster. If it's a rare species, of course it's one rank higher, so it's equivalent to Rank A Monster."

　Listening to Marina's explanation, Ray gently reaches for carbuncle.
　At a distance, others were staring enviously at Ray.
　The smell of Ray's fingers was so lovely that many people wanted to stroke him if possible.

"Por? Pororo..."

　Carbundle, who was sniffing Ray's fingers, suddenly kicks the ground and leaps onto Ray's shoulder.

"...you're very friendly. Are you really a monster?"

　Ray mutters dumbfounded at the shyness of Carbunkle, but Vihela speaks enviously to him.

"Of course. There should be no animal with jewels embedded in its forehead."
"Well, it's a very friendly monster, and I don't think it's strange that it's a wild monster, and it's a normal attack."
"Carbundle is originally a quiet race. As a special ability, you can use the skill of reflecting attacks using magic, but you can't use aggressive skills. He is quick in comparison to that, and if he is attacked for the jewels on his forehead, he will not, in principle, attack his opponent."

　Basically, he added, because he could attack animals to eat.
　But carbuncles, albeit omnivorous, prefer nuts.
　If you're not too hungry, you won't attack creatures.
　Listening to Marina's explanation, Ray caresses the carbuncle on his shoulder.
　Then stroke the tail and notice that there are nine tails.

"Nine-tailed carbuncle, not nine-tailed carbuncle. ...you're really a rare species, aren't you? Is that why you are not influenced by this forest?"
"Pororo?"

　At Ray's words, Carbunkle bends her head.

(Huh? Don't you understand this completely? It's amazing enough.)

　The feeling was as smooth as Seto's hair, and I wanted to stroke it forever.

"Slap!"

　But Carbunkle leaps to the ground, apparently never intending to stay on Ray's shoulder.
　And the next one was Elena.
　With nine tails wagging, he runs on the ground and leaps on Elena's shoulder.
　For a moment, I tried to wield the power axe that Arla had reflexively held against such carbuncle, but I managed to hold it in.
　Elena's acceptance of carbuncle with a smile is probably a big part.

"Huh? Do you want to hang out with me next time? You're doing pretty well. Here you go."

　He caresses the carbuncle on his shoulder, and his voice rings happily.
　The gesture seemed like a cat for a squirrel-like carbuncle.

"Pollow! Hey, where are you? Pollow!"

　Carbundle on Elena's shoulder reacts sharply to the sudden sound from somewhere else.
　The carbuncle shrieks loudly as he turns his eyes to the sound of his voice.

"LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!"

　the ring of carbuncles

(Are you talking about him? Are you talking about him because he's going to sing? ... That's naive.)

　Ray was watching Carbunkle, who seemed to be named Polo, and suddenly realized a fact.
　This place is in the midst of confusion.
　In other words, I don't know how this polo is calling Carbunkle, but it means that he has entered the mysterious boundary.
　Ray had heard that the world tree was weak, making it easier to get lost in the confines of confusion, but that might have led him to enter.
　At the same time, however, there is a feeling that they may not be such a bad match because they have a nine-tailed carbuncle called polo.
　With the sound of raking through the bushes, I feel someone approaching me... Ray gently reaches into the eyes of Nebra, a hidden weapon.
　This magic item, which has the ability to produce arrowheads by using magic, is not Ray's favorite weapon, such as a death size or a thorn spear.
　But being able to use it so inconspicuously was a big advantage.

"Pororo?"

　Polo looks at Ray like that.
　It was a magical act, but still nothing was done because he understood Ray would not be tyrannical.
　At any rate, Polo turns to Ray for a second and cries again towards the other side of the bush.

"Slap!"

　Then an old man emerges from the bush, as if in response to the polo's call.