Ray was looking at the shocked Fectus and his associates, but he probably decided that there was no point in wasting his time here.
　breathe out a small sigh and then open one's mouth

"At any rate, the consequences of your actions are the current situation, so let's not be depressed. If I go back to Gilm, I shall be scolded by other woodcutters, family members, friends, and lovers."

　We haven't heard from Kenny who asked the guild.
　Still, Ray can predict that it was someone he had just mentioned who had asked for the search.

"... oh,"

　Adventurer‐hater Fectus is now quiet.
　Before we came to this forest of Trent, we could have insisted that we could do whatever we wanted without adventurers.
　However, given the fact that there was no real adventurer and the monster attacked me, I can't say that I don't have to have an adventurer in this situation.
　Now, anyway, I needed to be quiet.

"Well, let's get out of the wood anyway." There seems to be no more attacks now, but we don't know when they'll come back. Marina, how about you?"
"There seems to be no further attack so far,"

　Marina responds to Ray's words with a bow in her hand.
　The spirit of the wind, which had just wiped out the ivy, has already disappeared, and no one has ever been seen around the marina.
　A woodcutter, who had seen such a marina and had been watching the battle against ivy, said something, but after all, he said nothing more.
　It's probably because I understand that I can't afford to say something careless in this situation.

"Well, then I'll just get out of the woods." Whatever they set up, they have an advantage in the woods."

　Whispering, they put Trent's body in the mistling.
　It was the same with selling materials, but most of all I was concerned about the absence of magical stones.
　Monsters are things that have magical stones.
　That was Ray's common sense, the adventurer's common sense, and above all, the world's common sense of Elgin.
　But nevertheless, Trent, whom the Rays have knocked down, has no magical stones.
　I hope this simply doesn't find the magical stones in the body... but if they really don't exist, then in many ways this place is too special.
　...though it's special at the point where every night it spreads by about 10 meters.

"Wait a minute!"

　Fechts suddenly opens his mouth when he sees Ray tucking Trent in the mistling.
　Ray turns his gaze over there without stopping working.

"What? If things go on like this, there is a high possibility of another attack. I should like to get out of the forest of Trent as soon as possible."
"I know. I know, but... I beg you with shame. The tree we cut should have fallen a little further down. I want you to take that tree with you."
"...are you serious? You want me to work with you in your interest at this stage?"

　Fectus, who had a lot of eyes mixed with stupidity, shook his head.

"No! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . I hope you will use it to pay me when I send you here."
"Yes,"

　Ray exclaims unexpectedly, as he never expected such words to come out of his mouth.
　I was wondering if the money that had been sold this tree would be used for their own use... that's what I thought.
　But he says he wants them to actually use it as part of the rewards they pay.

(Well, basically I'm going to get my reward from flame ore, so if I sell this tree... or do I buy flame ore with this money and make it part of my reward?)

　Or the money could be used for something else.
　Even so, seeing Fectus bowing to me makes me feel like I can make some concessions.
　If the tree that has been cut down by chance could help this forest."

(Huh? Now...)

　Ray felt like he had something in his head, but quickly thought he'd better get out of this forest of Trent.
　If you're thinking about something, that's the end of the matter.

"OK. Well, if you leave it as it is, it could be used by monsters."

　Just as they nod and finish storing everything Trent, Ray and his team move on.
　Naturally, people around me are wary of being able to counter new monsters as soon as they appear, but strangely enough, monsters never appear.

(Are you afraid of Seto?)

　Ordinary monsters would hardly approach themselves if they sensed Seto's presence.
　There are exceptions, however, such as a goblin-like brainless monster, or a fighting spirit-driven monster.
　In that regard, a certain intelligent monster like Trent wouldn't have had to touch it because he was there.

(but the forest of Trent itself is not ordinary)

　Ordinary forests don't spread by as much as 10 meters every night.
　Being a monster lurking in such a forest, I didn't think it was like a monster anywhere else.

(For any reason, if you don't attack me, it's true that I' and it is hard for us to fight while protecting the woodcutters.)

　There are more than ten woodcutters, if only two.
　It was more difficult than I could to keep that number of people together with three people.
　Ray has nothing to complain about, because he doesn't have to do it.
　If you keep walking with caution around you, you'll soon see a cut in the forest.
　The Fectus didn't go that far into the woods, so it's fast to get back here.
　...however, it was the Facts who couldn't manage that little distance.
　If the lays hadn't come, they'd undoubtedly have been wiped out.
　And when I get out of the woods... the woodcutters scream with joy.
　The soft moonlight blocked by the trees of the forest descends as if to rejoice over the safety of the woodcutters.
　What a sight it was for the woodcutters, who were in real danger of their lives.
　Some woodcutters are gazing at the moon in the sky in tears.

"What a success,"

　Marina calls out to Ray, watching the woodcutters patting Seto.
　Vihela was also looking next to the marina at the noisy woodcutters.
　But, aside from Marina, Vihela's eyes are discontented.

"What's the matter?"
"I thought the battle was over more easily than I thought".

　Vichela's expression of dissatisfaction was not against the woodcutters, but about the fighting in the woods.
　In fact, Vichela's blow... Trent was easily destroyed from within, and the match was soon decided.
　Having heard about Trent's forest from Ray, he must have thought he could fight a strong opponent to his heart's content.
　The disappointment I felt was also great, as my expectations were high.
　Ray opens his mouth to encourage such violas.

"You can't be so dissatisfied, can you?" Today was a battle of this magnitude, but I know that this forest is strange. You can't keep the forest of Trent spreading forever, can you?"
"I know that... but do you really think that day will come? Looking at the guild's response so far, you see this forest as just a resource?"
"Well, I suppose it's true that it's actually useful as a resource. That's why the woodcutters are coming."
"Then wouldn't you pretend to get rid of this forest in earnest?"
"No, you will,""...how can you say so?"

　Vihela wonders when Ray declares that he will get rid of it easily.
　Ray opens his mouth to such Vihela's words, looking at the forest of Trent.

"I understand you're dissatisfied because you couldn't fight, but think carefully. In the first place, the forest is not the only place where we are. Even if we cut down only the trees in this part, the forest should spread from other places."
"Well, I suppose so,"

　Even if a woodcutter or adventurer concentrates on logging all day, the range of logging is about 10 meters.
　More people would lead to more logging, but it would still be a dream to cut down 10 meters around the forest.
　Moreover, the extent of forest erosion and spread is only about 10 meters, not necessarily 10 meters.
　In fact, Ray has confirmed that the range has widened by about 15 meters.
　So, little by little... there was no doubt that the forest was continuing to spread towards Gilm, and at this rate, there was a good chance that the highway would be eroded by the forest.

(As the lord of Guillum, Dusker would never be able to accept it.)

　Gillum is not entirely self-sufficient because she is on the frontier.
　Wheat, in particular, relies on merchants coming from other towns and villages to sell.
　Other than that, they naturally rely on merchants for a variety of goods that are not available on the frontier.
　That being the case, if the road is blocked... well, even if it doesn't go that far, the number of merchants visiting Gilm will surely decrease if information is circulated that the road is threatened by forest erosion.
　I'm sure the product will sell well in Gilm, but I'm not sure if I can get there safely... let alone if the highway is swallowed up in the woods, I won't be able to drive around.

(Well, there's a way that I can go to other towns and villages for shopping... Is it for everyone living in Gilm? It's a little unrealistic.)

　Of course, there are many kinds of goods available in guillem.
　Especially when it comes to meat, that's where the monsters come from.

(Oh, goblin)

　For a moment I think about the meat of a goblin, but I immediately remember that this is the time to talk to Vihela.

"Anyway, we're going to do something about this forest in the end, so I think we'll be able to fight the way Vihela wants us to fight. -- well, I can't say for sure."
"...yes. Well, for now, I'll believe the story."

　Vihela, though reluctant, agrees with Ray's words.
　Marina, watching them, interrupts the conversation when she sees that the conversation is over.

"Ray, let's go to Gillum anyway." They'd better go home as soon as possible."

　Where Marina's gaze is directed, naturally, there are woodcutters.
　Now that we've escaped from the forest of Trent, there's no particular danger.
　But if the forest spreads and is re-entered, there will be another battle.
　Of course Ray was confident that he would not lose, but he could not predict what action would be taken by the woodcutters who had just been relieved that they had survived.
　That being the case, Marina was right to leave this place as soon as possible.

"Yes, I will," I just promised you. I promised. I'll put that tree in for now."

　Beyond Ray's gaze is a tree cut down by the Fects.
　Having promised to take this tree, I had no intention of breaking it.

"As soon as I put that tree in, I'll leave! Get ready for each one!"

　Ray says to the woodcutters who are still delighted to have come out of Trent's forest.
　The woodcutters must have recovered from Ray's voice. I immediately began to get ready to leave here.
　However, preparation doesn't mean there's anything in particular.
　Each axe is in his own hands for his own hands.
　Some lost their axes in the battle, but they have nothing more to do.
　That's all you need to do when you calm down.
　Watching these woodcutters, Ray reaches out to the felled tree and stores it in a mistling.
　Not many trees have been cut down.
　As a result, all the trees were stored in the mistling... it didn't take long for the Lays to leave the forest of Trent.