Azimov was attacked and his shoes were stolen.
　Corris got caught up in it, even though he had nothing to do with him.
　But it was Gala pigeon, Azot's president, who stopped Ray from apologizing to him.

"Corris, is a carriage important to a merchant?"
"Yes,"

　Corris nods gracefully to Gala pigeon's words.
　In fact, as long as he is a merchant, he carries a lot of goods on his carriage.
　It is a fact that, as a merchant, a carriage is everything you leave behind.
　He said it was a great loss that he had acted like he was hiding Slapnil's shoes in such a carriage.
　Corris accepts the words of the Gala pigeon calmly.
　Slapnil shoes weigh as much as ordinary shoes.
　No, it's obviously lightweight compared to adventurous shoes with metal that Ray had made at the shoe store.
　Ray thinks it's impossible to notice the increase in the number of such shoes in a carriage, but neither preacher nor alleged preacher thinks so.

"Oh, that's not it. I'm getting in trouble for not making sure there's nothing wrong with it before I move the cab."

　Multo tells Ray, who is looking at the Gala pigeons with mystified expressions.

"Do you check every time?"
"Well, it's said that we should check if possible. However, if you're actually traveling outside the guillem, you don't usually check it out when you're traveling around the city. except when you carry something important or heavy."

　Corris probably didn't check it out this time as he was travelling with some luggage from a place in the city.
　It's not funny in itself.
　But if this incident had happened, Gala pigeon would have to be careful as the president of the Azot trade.

"Oh, Gala pigeon. Leave it there. I don't think I should say this now, but I don't think Corris is to blame for this matter."
"…I see. This case has been dealt with in this context. I'm sorry."
"Don't worry," ... because Slapnil's shoes are back, and Azot's business has nothing more to think about. --but I must thank the man who attacked Azimov for it."

　The anger suppressed by Vihela appears for a moment.
　I was frightened. Murt, who felt the anger, stiffened himself.
　Corris was a merchant alone who didn't notice a moment of anger, and Gala pigeon, a former Rank B adventurer, seemed to have developed some tolerance for Ray's anger.
　That's why only a half‐baked, skilled Murt reacted to Ray's anger.

"And what are you going to do now? I don't know who planned this, but he wanted to antagonize Ray and the Azot trade, did he?"
"...whether the main purpose is the Azot business or me, don't you think it's going to change the way you deal with it."

　This incident alone remains to be seen which was the main target.
　But if they were to do the same thing as second or third, it would be clear whether Ray or Azot is being targeted.

(though I wouldn't allow it so easily, if the Azot trade were to be sought.)

　I can't forgive myself for using myself, but above all, I can't forgive the very act that attacked Azimov.
　It's not clear what they thought and did this, but I was going to give them due respect.

"We'll have to wait and see for a while," I'd say that the Azot trade and one adventurer would be perfectly suited to the Azot trade."

　Gala pigeons mutter with a sigh.

"It's probably because Ray is the adventurer involved."

　Ray, who is accompanied by the Gryphon Seto and whose nickname reaches the neighboring countries, could bear any kind of grudge.
　What's more, some people may have a grudge against Ray for no reason, and it's true that Ray has a personality that makes it easy to make enemies.
　Given the circumstances, it was still not clear whether the opponent was targeting Ray or Azot.

"Can't you get rid of the smell of Sleapnil's shoes?"

　It's good that the criminal hid Slapnil's shoes in the carriage.
　But, of course, he should have left the carriage after that.
　I don't know exactly where Slapnil's shoes were hidden in the carriage, but if Sett's sense of smell could find the place, he might be able to follow the actions of the carriage and the other party he broke up with.
　That's what Ray thought, but Seto pauses for a moment to think... and then shakes his head apologetically.

"Grull".

　I didn't know why I couldn't keep up with the smell, but as long as I said I couldn't set it, there was no point in forcing it.

(If you think about it normally, they will not be able to follow in their footsteps when this case fails...but is there a way to mislead Seto, or his nose, using his olfactory skills, let alone human beings?

　As far as I can think, I can't do such a thing. But... in an unusual way?"

(Yes, for example, using magic items to completely get rid of the smell.) Or because it stinks... Huh? It stinks, stinks.)

　The face of Kako, who met Ray in winter, passes through his mind.
　I work in a perfume store, and I can say I'm a smell specialist.
　Ray thinks there might be a way to get rid of the smell if it's a cuckoo, so he'll try to get his opinion later.

"Gala pigeon! The guard is here. What shall I do?"

　That kind of voice reverberates in the warehouse as Ray thinks about how to get rid of the smell.
　Everyone looks at the voices they hear in the midst of the serious situation.
　It wasn't the gatekeeper... it was a man about twenty years old.
　a sheath with leather armour and a long sword at the waist
　He looked like an adventurer.
　In fact, this man is an adventurer employed by the Azot Trading Company, so it's not wrong.

"Guard? What can I do?"
"Ah... yes, it's probably our fault." I've been running all the way here from my house in Azimov."
"Am I in the aristocracy?"

　Ray nods back to Gala pigeon, who asks subtly.
　It's true that I was bleeding, but I should have thought a little more about it... I don't think so, but if I had given the other person time, it's possible that Slapnil's shoes would have been missing.
　If something similar happens, we'll do it again.
　I was aware of this, but since it's true that I've caused trouble to Gala pigeons in this case, I apologize.

"I'm sorry,"
"No, that's all right. It remains to be seen whether Ray was targeted or Azot. That being the case, it's true that Ray's quick action helped solve the problem quickly. --but will you come with me to inform the guard of the matter?"
"Oh, I have something to ask the guard."

　Marina had asked Marina to take Azimov to a safe place before informing the guards.
　If so, the guards here may know something about Azimov's condition.
　I'm not worried about my life, though, because I've treated my injury with high quality potions.
　But if we could hear what happened to Azimov when he was attacked, it might be a clue.
　With that in mind, Ray heads to the main gate with Gala pigeons.
　Besides Ray, of course, the likes of Vihela, Bune and Seto, as well as Multo and Corris.Corris, in particular, was only completely involved in the matter, though he was on his own guard.
　With that in mind, it's no wonder you want to know a little bit about the situation.

(This case was a lot of trouble, but considering that I was able to have a relationship with Ray, I think it would be a plus in terms of income and expenditure.)

　It was a coris in the form of a involvement, but I have to admit that this was not only a disadvantage to me... or even a complete profit from a merchant's perspective, since there was no particular harm done to me.
　So, contrary to his expression, Corris calculates the profits from this affair, but suddenly realizes that Bune is looking at him and quickly shakes away his thoughts.
　It is a merchant who doesn't get up for nothing when he falls, but it was certain that if he knew that he was thinking something careless in the present situation, he would be in a bad mood.
　This is Ray, who merchants all over Gilm want to make a messenger.
　If you end up cutting corners with your big pokas, it's a little less fashionable.
　Especially in this case, Ray thought he had done something wrong with Corris, so he should have been able to make some adjustments when dealing with something.

"What's the matter?"
"Yes,"

　In Corris's words, Bune muttered a word and followed the Ray's.
　Corris had a little doubt about Bune's appearance... but he still made his way to the main gate.





　Nearly twenty people greeted Ray and Gala pigeons who came to the main gate.
　Some guards and some adventurers saw the Rays running toward the estate.
　There are other private soldiers sent by quick-eared aristocrats to gather information about Ray.

"I heard from Mr. Gala pigeon... Ray? Well, I heard that Ray was driving along the aristocratic streets with tremendous speed."

　He must be in charge of this matter among the guards. A man in his forties muttered in bewilderment at the sight of Ray and Gala pigeon together.

(In this light, have you not yet heard of Azimov?)

　Ray feels a little disappointed at the way he talks to him.
　It's not long, however, that it's been so long since the Rays came to the barony.
　As long as there is no means of communication like a telephone, we need to gather information by means of documents and messengers.
　But this time Marina had no time to imitate, and she had no idea that the Rays had fled from Azimov's house for the barony.
　As a result, we haven't been able to share information well... and that's probably what made Ray feel sorry for us.

"It seems that I have caused you anxiety, but as you can see, there is no problem. I had a little problem with Ray, but it's already been solved."

　Gara pigeon wanted to explain the situation to the guards if possible, but the matter has not yet been completely settled.
　In a place where the eyes of others were on... it was not easy to give them their information, even though there might be someone else who worked on the matter.
　...however, we'll need to inform the guards of the incident later.

"Oh, really? I came here because there was a report that Ray was driving along the aristocratic street at a tremendous rate... well, that's the best thing I can do if he says.

　As a security guard, he would have wanted to avoid a disturbance in a place like the aristocratic quarter... or a disturbance in which a man like Ray would go on a rampage.
　Adventurers and private armies also breathe a sigh of relief.
　Anyone who knows Ray's ability will have the same impression.

"Why are you so relieved?" What can I do for such a little boy!?"

　One of the people watching him tries to talk about something as if to incite Ray, but soon he is forced to stop by another person nearby.

"I'm sorry, but don't worry about this. He just came to Gilmoo and knows nothing."

　The man who hurriedly told me was amazed, pityed, sympathetic, and all sorts of colors were mixed.
　That's only natural. There were people who didn't know that they would make a quarrel with Ray here, who wondered if they knew the difference in ability, and who sympathized deeply with him that it was unfortunate to have a colleague like that.

"For the time being, is it all right that there is no problem?"
"Oh, yes, I'd like to talk to you about something, so may I ask only the guards to come into the house for a little while?"

　He nodded to Gala pigeon's words, thinking that it would be troublesome for him to lead the guards.