May I have a sand serpent? When asked, Zarroost nods back, hesitating a little.
　In fact, it was not themselves, but the people in front of them that killed Sand Serpent.
　We were the first to encounter them, but honestly, if the battle had continued, some newcomers might have lost their lives.
　It was true that I was saved, and I didn't want to be shameless enough to claim ownership here.
　Recalling that he had not obtained the consent of Augusto, who was the bodyguard of Zarroost and the leader of this merchant unit, he nodded and then turned to Augusto in a hurry, but Augusto nods to Zarroosto's gaze immediately.
　It's probably because he understands that it's dangerous to offend someone who has the ability to defeat Sand serpent with one blow.

(But is it probably a child, considering his small build? I don't think he's a woman, considering his language...)

　Perhaps because he is wearing a dragon lobe hood, Zarroost, who can't see Ray's face, doubts it inside.
　The question may not be expressed because of years of experience as an adventurer.

"Well, that's a relief. I've never seen this monster before. I wanted to secure it. --if possible, I wish I could have another one."
"Ah! Sand serpent is a desert monster, but it's basically active in sand deserts. This is a place where sand deserts and rocky deserts are mixed together, so it is rare for them to appear here."

　Zarroost continues, trying to get the least information from the person in front of him.

"Well, I don't mind giving you the sand serpent, but how are you going to carry it? It's quite a size."
"Huh? Oh, don't worry. But the snake monsters probably had a lot of material on their heads."
"Well, especially sand serpent tusks, which are scarce and relatively expensive. It seems that the silver scales on the head of the proof of subjugation have disappeared."
"...I see,"

　Ray is slightly depressed when he is told that he has blown up even the testimonial site.
　I'm not in any financial difficulties, so it's not necessarily a fatal damage.
　Even so, it was not interesting to see that the materials and the parts of the proof of subjugation that were supposed to have been obtained disappeared by my own mistake.

(and sand serpent tusks would have been a pretty good material.)

　A glance at Sand Serpent's corpse, which is lying on the ground with its head missing, brings it back to its senses.
　The sand serpent is about five meters long, but half of its body is still in the sand.
　It took a lot of effort to pull out the body...and as the viewer thought, Ray touched Sand Serpent's torso without particular concern.
　While stroking Sand Serpent's scales, Ray turns to Zarroost and opens his mouth, wondering if something bothered him.

"I'd like to ask you a question, can you sell this monster's blood as a material?"
"Oh? Huh? Oh. I'm sure you'll buy it for alchemy."
"Well, then you've failed a little bit."

　The blood flowing from the place where the head was broken is becoming much weaker.
　It meant there was little blood left in Sand serpent's body.

"It was easy in the sense of bleeding." Well, I've done it, and I can't help it. But, as I knew, this spear is a little too powerful."

　Ray's muttered gaze was directed at his crimson spear.
　This was the first time I had actually used it on a living thing, but it was a much more powerful blow than I had expected.
　You must have heard Ray muttering like that. Zarroost, while trying not to show his attitude, agrees with the opinion that he is too strong in his heart.
　Of course, Sand Serpent is by nature one of the top C monsters, and the adventurers at the party are finally equal.
　If you think of it as a strange squeaking sound, the next moment most of your head had disappeared, so there is no way you can understand it even if you say it's not strong enough.
　I didn't know what the means were, but the spear that had disappeared Sand serpent's head and pierced the desert had disappeared and returned to Ray.

(Probably... perhaps not unlimited, but Ray is capable of such attacks over and over again. What kind of monster is it?)

　It is possible to carry out multiple and consecutive attacks that would wipe out Sand serpent's head at one stroke. Just thinking about it, something cold runs down Zaroust's spine.
　Even though I'm in the desert now, and the usual intense heat fills my surroundings.
　Just thinking about what would happen if that spear attack were directed at him, he decided that he should avoid being hostile to Ray.
　While Zarroost... and Augusto and others think they can never be hostile to Ray, Ray touches Sand Serpent... the next moment the gigantic body disappears as if it had been there.

"What? Hey, where's Sand Serpent's body?"
"Oh? Am I mistaken? There was a dead sand serpent there until a while ago.
"... a vision?"

　Some were aware of what Ray had done, as the escort adventurers and merchants were making a fuss about what had been done in front of themselves.
　Auguste, who leads the merchant corps, and Zarroost, who organizes the bodyguards.
　But even though I understand what was done in front of me, I can hardly say it.
　The name is known, but it is only natural that a few people have actually seen it.
　Gryphon, twilight spear, item box. ...Auguste and Zarroost have been surprised many times by Ray in this short time, but Ray has already gotten used to the reaction around him, and he approaches Sett without any particular concern.

"Wait a minute!"

　As Ray turns to his back, Augusto calls out.
　It was out of his hunch as a merchant that if he broke up here, he would never get to know such a person again.
　A voice from behind stops Ray for a moment.
　This time he wanted the magical stone of an unknown monster called Sand Serpent, and he also wanted to try using the spear of twilight. He also saved Ray from abandoning him because he felt ill at ease, but in the first place he was heading for Gorsuch because he had been haunted by merchants.
　Recalling the recent events, Ray turns around.

"What? I want to go to Gorsuch."
"... well, if you say this, you're not familiar with Gorsuch and deserts, are you?"
"Well, I won't deny it,"

　Ray's knowledge of the desert is as good as capturing the desert hierarchy in the labyrinthine city of Egzil. ...and I have the knowledge I gained while I was in Japan, but it's not very useful in the present situation.
　Augusto continues with a smile at the fact that his words were not denied.

"Well, what do you think? We're on our way to Gorsuch, but why don't we act together?" I think I can provide some useful information about this area."
"But do you want me to guard you?"

　Auguste nods to Ray's words without denying them.

"Yes. What do you think?"

　a distinctly different attitude from the merchants who flocked to me in guillem
　If the merchants had insisted on selling their twilight spears at Gilm, they would not have managed to misrepresent the story and use Ray's power, or have him take advantage of it.
　It was probably right for a merchant, but in Ray's eyes it was a very troublesome partner.
　Of course, I know that not all the merchants in Gilm are of that nature.
　In particular, the Azot merchants, who had previous conflicts with Ray, were committed to honest transactions, and the bad reputations of the past had disappeared completely... but they were still being reviewed to some extent by the inhabitants of Gilm.Ray has been getting along with some other merchants, but now the merchants are trying to deal with him sincerely.
　It's only natural that Ray is so famous that no one knows him because he has a nickname, and his follower Seto is an idol of Gilm.
　If you treat Ray with disloyalty and it comes out of Ray's mouth, it's not like you can't open a shop in guillem, no joke... but you'll certainly get less customers.
　Ray himself doesn't realize that much influence he has.
　At any rate, for merchants living in Gilm, Ray was a great shopper, but at the same time he was not something to be reckoned with.
　But... the merchants who flocked to Ray were not so capable.
　No, some may have known the circumstances, but they must have wanted to take the risk and buy the spear of twilight.
　For Ray, who was tired of dealing with such merchants, the Augusto's words, which he readily admitted to using as a bodyguard, felt somewhat pleasant.
　That's probably why. You could have left for your destination, Gorsuch, with Seto...

"All right, I'll accept it."

　I told you so.
　What surprised me at the remark was Augusto.
　I was able to easily agree to the proposal that I asked with such a feeling that it would be all right to say, although it probably wouldn't work.

"What? Is it okay?"

　It was no use asking without thinking.

"What? You invited me, didn't you? Besides, I've experienced some other deserts, but I've never been to this desert before. It would be helpful if you could tell me a lot about it."
"... yes, yes. Of course. I'll tell you everything I know. I didn't know I could hire such a talented adventurer as Ray with that level of information... Honestly, I had a lot of trouble, so it would be helpful."
"Have you been in trouble?"

　Doubtful of Auguste's words, Ray glances at Zarroost and other adventurers.
　In Ray's eyes, Zarroost and most other talented adventurers appeared.
　Some of them may not have been long since they became adventurers, but that's only a small number.
　Ray beat Sand Serpent, but it doesn't seem to Ray that the Zarroosts would lose to Sand Serpent.

(Well, some newcomers could lose their lives.)

　He must have understood what Ray was thinking. Auguste continues with a smile.

"On the way to Gorsuch, there are monsters that are unique to the desert. It's not uncommon for some monsters to appear more powerful than the Sand Serpent that Ray overthrew. -- you don't have to worry about it all the time."

　Ray somehow understands the difficult words.
　Perhaps there's something wrong with it.
　Ray doesn't say much more, though he would normally want to hear more.
　For some reason, Ray was accustomed to encountering people who made sense of the situation, and, therefore, to encountering people who made sense of the situation.

"Well, that's a good story. But we act together, so what shall we do with the ranks? How long shall it take to get to Gorsuch?"
"What? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Until Gorsuch... well, I suppose we'll get there by the end of the day."

　When we travel in the desert, we usually don't walk around in the daytime.
　But it was a matter of course if it were a carriage ride.
　Especially, Augusto's 駱駝 is a breed that has been modified to specialize in desert activities, and the carriage has been devised in various ways including magic items so that it can move in the desert.
　Also, Ray was familiar with the robes worn by Augustes.
　That's because it was used to capture the desert hierarchy in Egzil.
　These careful preparations allow us to travel normally even in daytime deserts.

"Well, during the day to-morrow?" I see. Then let's get going. What shall I do?"

　As he asked Zarroost, there was a certain feeling in Ray that he would probably get into trouble again when he arrived in Ghosh.