Ray came to one of the buildings on the Guild's grounds.
　a building that was supposed to be a warehouse
　Ray also knew about the building because he had brought in tons of gamerions he had knocked down in dungeons before.
　But... what Ray saw inside such a building was a very, very unlikely, former warehouse.
　A number of tables were brought in, and on top of them lay a number of chemicals in glass bottles that Ray had never seen before.
　The floor was engraved with wizards, each doing some experiment.
　...not at all, but I don't think it's an ex-warehouse.

"Ray? What's wrong with you?"

　When Ray turned to hear such a voice, he saw an acquaintance of Ray.
　an alchemist worthy of being called a drunkard as the creator of the twilight spear.

"Azimov?"

　With a little surprise, Ray calls the person's name.
　a drunkard who is greedy for what he is interested in but not at all interested in what he is not interested in.
　That's the kind of person you can ignore because you're invited to the guild, because you have your own research or you're still sleepy.
　Ray only feels uncomfortable when it's quietly called to the guild.

"Hahaha! What are you surprised at? It's not strange that I'm here, is it? I'm not surprised that I'm here, because I might be able to study a strange existence like Ambris."

　Azimov, smiling happily, doesn't seem to have been threatened.
　In fact, he was interested in Ambrice, and seemed to have been willing to do so.

"I see. It's the same as always."

　He turns his gaze to Marina beside him for a moment and tells her... he doesn't seem to notice the guildmaster and laughs cheerfully.
　Marina and Vihela... inferior to these two, Mireneu and Ekrill are also above average beauties.
　In fact, there are quite a few alchemists in the warehouse who are fascinated.
　Marina and Vihela's gaze at Azimov was favorable.
　They both realize that they are good enough to attract men.
　But it's not interesting to be able to look at someone full of desire.
　Some say women will be seen and beautiful, but at least Marina and Vihela were as they are now.
　...unless Ray wanted it.
　At any rate, Marina's first impression of Azimov was a good one, contrary to most expectations.

(The reason I'm so excited is because I'm concerned about Ambrice.)

　Ray opens his mouth, waking up to the shelf, saying that Azimov is still on his way.

"And about Ambrice..."
"Have you found him!"
"Ah... that's..."

　Hearing to Marina that she shouldn't say much about her defeat of Ambrice, Ray wonders what to do with the other alchemists around him.
　But Marina opens her mouth on Ray's behalf.

"Ray knocked Ambrice down,"

　with a rustle
　Each of the alchemists listening to Marina's words looks astonished.
　But there are probably many alchemists who know Ray. ...however, Ray is famous among alchemists for possessing powerful magic items such as death-size, and, above all, for being the master of Seto.
　Rank A monsters...or, because they are rare species, Seto, who is a rank S monster, were very important to alchemists for its materials--feathers, hairs, nails.
　That's probably why, to alchemists, Seto is more of a main character in Ray and Seto.

"...so the reason why we were gathered is gone?"

　Other alchemists also turn to Marina for the obvious question that comes out of Azimov's mouth.
　The alchemists here were collected at the request of the guild.
　Some, if not violent, were collected.
　Alchemists, however, are generally very curious.
　No one would turn down when they came to this warehouse and asked why it was collected this time.
　On the contrary, some want to leave the job they were asked to do when they were called to do research on Ambris.
　...there must be at least a sense of discipline left in leaving the job behind instead of giving it up.
　That's why I heard that Ambrice, who I thought could do research, had already been knocked down, and I regret that I could no longer do research on Ambrice with the reassurance that the Gillum crisis had been resolved.
　But Marina opens her mouth reassuringly to these alchemists.

"Ray definitely beat Ambrice. but at about the same time the burning wind here discovered another ambrice."

　Marina's words make her lean as if she didn't know what the alchemists had said for a second.
　But he must have understood the meaning of the word at once. Azimov speaks to represent the alchemists.

"Do you mean... that there are more than one Umbris?"
"Perhaps so," That's why I want you alchemists to make magic items to look for Ambris."
"Wait a minute,"

　Azimov muttered, leaving a difficult look on his face.
　It's the same with other alchemists, who are chagrined at the immaturity of their skills.

"You can't find Ambrice even if she has the ability to feel the magic, can you?"
"Yes. It doesn't smell anything intense, it's a black fog and it's distinctive in appearance, but it's a little hard to spot because of its shape."
"...how do I make magic items to search for in that situation? If you don't have any features, there's nothing I can do about it."
"It may be a little different to say that ... but if you could examine the weapons Ray used when he knocked Ambrice down, you would find something like the remnants of themselves." ... Ray?"

　Following Marina's words, Ray pulls the spear of death size and twilight out of Mistilling.
　At that moment, the alchemists react greatly.
　Surprise, jealousy, admiration... there were many reactions, but the biggest one was jealousy.
　But it's not because Ray has a death-size and twilight spear.
　It's simply because we can't make magic items like death size with our current arms, and the same goes for twilight spears.
　The spear of twilight was created by Azimov with Pamidor, let alone the death-size created by sorcery.
　Some people may be willing to make it, but collecting the materials used to make it is no easy task.
　In particular, even if the magic items used by only three Rank S adventurers in the world are used, even if there are many rare objects in the frontier, there is no comparable material.
　No, should we describe the materials themselves as not easy to obtain in the frontier?
　At any rate, Azimov, who created an excellent twilight spear that has been rarely seen in recent years, was the center of attention.
　Among the many eccentric alchemists, Azimov is even more eccentric.
　Therefore, with this gathering of alchemists, quite a few say that they have actually seen not only the rumour but also the face.

"It's a spear of death and twilight." Now Ambris attacked and overthrew Warwolf as he was turning him into a leader. If there are any remnants left, I think it's either of them."
"Well, then, can I borrow a little?"

　Ray nods back to Azimov's reassuring words.

"But, as long as Ambrice is still there, I must go into the search again. I can't lend it for a very long time, would you mind?"
"Oh!?"

　A screamer at Ray's words was a woman alchemist who was staring at death size a little further away.
　The woman alchemist turns red and looks down, perhaps because her voice caught the attention of the people around her.

"It's rare for Moulin to raise his voice,"
"No, it's rare. It's my first time seeing it."
"I'm shy, but I'm good at it...""Oh? Are you jealous? Well, Moulin's parts are 10% more effective than others."
"Only ten percent, but ten percent..."

　Ray hears the alchemists talking to their acquaintances.

(As far as I'm concerned, he seems to be a good but shy person.)

　In the conversation, a woman alchemist... speaks, understanding Moulin's character.

"I'm sorry, but as I said, I can't lend it for too long. I want you to understand."
"What? Um... but... Ugh."

　Perhaps shocked by Ray's direct talk to him, Moulin looks around in a troubled way.
　Azimov's eventual appeal for help was largely due to Ray's acquaintance. ...and there was no doubt respect for making magic items like twilight spears.
　But Azimov shakes his head at Moulin.
　Perhaps it's because he understands Ray's power is necessary to manage the existence of Ambris.

"Well..."

　Still, Moulin looked at the death size reluctantly, but eventually withdrew quietly.
　Other than Moulin, there were others who thought it was a short time to examine death-size and twilight spears, but Azimov's attitude showed that it was useless to say anything.

"And how long can you lend me?"
"Well... I'd like to have it back as soon as possible, but I can't find Ambris." What's going on there?"

　With Ray's inquiring gaze, Marina shows a little thought.
　It was her gesture which gave off the glamour of a woman;

"It's true that it's better to do it as soon as possible." But if you can't find Ambrice, there's no point in that. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."
"Tomorrow morning...?"

　Azimov muttered in defiance of Marina's strong female charms.
　The language sounds discontented, but still doesn't say it's too early, probably because Ray knows that it's the quickest way to deal with Ambrice's threat.
　Azimov is speaking as a representative of the alchemists gathered here, but this is largely because he is acquainted with Ray and can ignore Marina's lust.
　...however, I think it is important that the skill of making twilight spears is recognized.

"Can't you do something about it? A few days if possible..."
"No. There are a lot of leadership species created in Ambris. They're not that good as a herd, but they're a lot. So what it takes to deal with it is Ray and Sett's ability."
"Then, when Ray comes back to Gilm tomorrow, why don't you rent it until the morning after tomorrow?"

　If Ray was in Gilm, it would be all right to borrow the spear of death size and twilight.
　As Azimov tells him so, Ray thinks a little and then opens his mouth.

"That's fine, but I don't know if there are any remnants of Ambris, and if we use death-size in battle, wouldn't there be any remnants of Ambris?"
"...Death-size was Ray's magic engine, wasn't it? Then lending him a cane or something."
"I don't think so. I'm not proud of it, but my magical powers are enormous. It's probably unbearable if it's a magic engine other than death size."

　Several alchemists look displeased at Ray's words.
　It's the alchemists who make the magic engines, and that's why they can't stand them is because they're said to be unskilled.
　But the discontent is not directed at Ray, but at his immaturity as an alchemist.
　In the end, Ray was determined to use the spear of twilight when attacking the enemy directly, only by magic in the battle using death-size.