In the countryside... that's a village everywhere, Zacuニャa.
　It is a small village with a population of about 50, but now there is a lot of fuss in the village.

"Get out of my way, Dad! I must go and find Schiller!"
"No! It's already dark! If you leave the village at night like this, you'll certainly be in danger." Think of it!"
"But Schiller!"

　The man is about to leave the village to pick Schiller... and run out of the house looking for someone he hasn't come back to, saying he's going to pick nuts.
　The man's father was desperately trying to stop it, but because of his age, he ran out of the house dragging his father...

"Calm down, you fool,"

　With such words, one's fist falls on the man's brain.

"Gosh!"

　The man crouches down in pain like a spark in front of him.
　The man who made the spark... the man waiting in front of the house opens his mouth dumbfounded at the sight of the man squatting down.

"You don't have to risk your life for that fool,"
"Why, she's my daughter, but she doesn't say that!"
"Because she's my daughter." ...you don't have to be the one looking for it. I'll go."
"...what?"

　The man with his head in his arms turned to the man again to ask what he had said... to look at Shiller's father.
　But seeing Shiller's father wear a leather armour made of monster leather and carry a giant dagger, the Great Sword, in his hand, can't help but understand the true meaning of the word.
　I've heard of being an adventurer before, but I've never seen anything more adventurous than this.
　That's why men scream.

"Are your knees all right?"

　Schiller's father opens his mouth with an invincible smile at his words.

"Well, I don't care," I don't think I can stand a long battle, but it's better than letting my son-in-law die in the future."
"What!? Hey, son-in-law..."

　It was clear what it meant.
　In other words, the man in front of him recognizes himself as Shiller's husband.
　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . of course. It will take some time before you understand and accept the man's kindness.
　That's why Schiller had not had that relationship with anyone, even though he was over the age of 20 when he was often married in his mid-teens.
　It was a joy for men, but it's certainly not all good in the sense that even if you make a fierce appeal, most of it will be ignored.
　Still, since Shiller's father had this feeling of a man, not everything was completely wasted.

"Wait, I'll find him and bring him back..."

　come on
　Shiller's father was about to say that, but someone ran to the scene before he could finish his sentence.
　Already in what he called adventurous mode, Schiller's father tried to move the Great Sword in his hand, but it was someone he knew who came running.
　This village is a small one.
　Therefore, it is safe to say that all the villagers know each other.
　It was not difficult to understand that the person who came running was a resident of this village.

"Hey, Schiller is back! You're safe! Don't worry, Regula, Jazz!"

　The man called Regula is a man who likes Schiller.
　It was Schiller's father who was called Jazz.
　Such two people open their eyes wide to the words of the villagers who have come this far.
　There was a lot of joy there, but at the same time there was a lot of embarrassment.
　At this time... I had doubts that Schiller had returned at this time, when the sun had set in spite of the summer, and it had become a complete night.
　Of course, I'm glad Schiller came back, but I still wonder why he was able to come back safely despite this kind of course.

"Wasn't there anything strange about Schiller?"

　When Jazz asks to confirm, the man who reports that Schiller is back nods in bewilderment.

"Oh, oh! Actually, it seems that the adventurers are the same. He saved me from being taken away by the Oaks..."
"Ouch!"

　At the word oak, Regula screams convulsively.
　I know of course what it means for a woman to be taken away by an oak.
　That's probably why he wondered if the person he liked had ever had such an experience.

"You don't have to worry about that," that the adventurer had knocked him down, and saved him before he had done anything."

　Not only Regula but also Schiller's father Jazz breathes a sigh of relief at the remark.
　In case something should happen to my daughter. You must have thought so.

"And what about the adventurer? He has saved his daughter, and he will need to thank her."
"Ah... well, that's..."

　For some reason, the villagers kept quiet and listened to the story... Regula, Jazz and Regula's father have doubts.
　I'm sure something happened, but I don't know what it is.
　If Schiller had been held hostage to anyone, the man who came to the news would have looked more serious.
　The absence of it certainly did not mean that it was a fatal incident."

"All right, I'll go."

　I don't know what happened.
　But for the time being, jazz, a former Rank C adventurer, can handle almost anything.
　Jazz's judgment was from those things.
　and the strongest jazz in the village. Regula and her father agree.
　...I didn't notice the subtle expression on the man who brought the news that Schiller had returned safely.
　Seeing that the three of them had left in a hurry, the man spoke.

"I don't think I can do anything about the Gryphon, no matter how strong the jazz is."

　The words would slip away into the darkness of the night.





"Shiller! Safely...."

　Regula, who finds Schiller at the entrance of the village, says so, but the words stop halfway.
　for, in the eyes of Regula, Schiller was fond of the giant Gryphon.
　The villagers around him have not been able to talk to Schiller about what to think about the situation.

"Well... What? What's going on, Schiller?"
"Oh, Regula? What's wrong with you in such a hurry? Even your father." You're hurting your knee, so don't push yourself too hard. He even brought up the weapons of his adventurous days."

　Schiller's mouth was neither a cry of relief nor a cry of joy to be reunited.
　Regula is quite relieved about it.This is it. I think this is the shiller.
　and, feeling relieved, determined that it would be necessary to inquire now, he turned his gaze to the Gryphon, which Schiller was fondling... and for the first time he found someone other than Schiller and Gryphon.
　Of course the person, Ray, was there from the start.
　But Schiller, who had thought he had disappeared, and the shock far greater than that.
　In the presence of one of them, it was no use noticing Ray.
　...however, if Ray had taken off his dragon robe hood, he would have been surprised at her face.
　At any rate, Jazz, Regula and Regula's father all feel relieved that Shiller is safe.
　Then, of course, Ray and Seto will be the next thing that bothers about.

"Shiller, what is that man and his Gryphon?"

　When asked by his father, Schiller opens his mouth with a big smile.

"You know, you sang when a minstrel came, right? An adventurer who was active in the war against the Empire of Bestia. He is said to have been nicknamed crimson for his achievements at that time. That's her."

　This child. Shiller calls Ray a child, but Ray has nothing particular to say about it.
　Of course, if you take such an attitude for the purpose of despising yourself, Ray will take the right attitude toward your partner.
　But in Schiller's case, he's not particularly malicious, and he's behaving like that toward Ray without a hitch.
　...whether it's interesting or not, it's still not slightly interesting.

"Well, I can't believe that crimson will help my daughter. It's Schiller's father's jazz. Let me thank you for helping my daughter. Thank you."

　Jazz bowed deeply.
　Regula bowed to such jazz.
　Schiller wondered why not only his father but also Regula bowed, but he took it for granted that he was a friend.

"Why, all together?" Well, I'm sorry to have been taken away by the Oak."
"Yes! Why are you coming out of the village by yourself. You always say that when you come out, there are you?

　Shiller's words screamed Regula, who looked up.
　For Regula, the words were too much for Schiller to understand.
　puff one's cheeks disobediently

"It can't be helped," They were all busy."
"Well, you're busy, you know," Oh, my God. Anyway, I'm glad I'm safe. Mr. Jazz was about to go out of the village looking for Schiller."

　Regula doesn't say that jazz stopped her from going out of the village.
　Some people who know the character of Regula look at her, but she doesn't seem to care at all.
　No, it was right that Regula, who was in a complex situation where she was relieved to see Shiller's safety, was frustrated by the way he was behaving at all.

"I'm sorry," But don't worry, Ray helped me. I'd rather let Ray into the village than that, would you?"
"Well, I don't care,"

　The answer was an old man who had been here for some time to watch Shiller and Regula interact.

"Chief of the village."

　One of the villagers mutters.
　With so many villagers, it is safe for the mayor to come.

"Well... did you say Ray?" I'd like to thank the people in my village for their help. That's right."

　Like the jazz and regulars I mentioned earlier, I bow deeply.

"No, don't worry. It was a coincidence here, and oak is a delicious prey to me in a literal sense."
"Well, I see. ... But I must thank you for helping Schiller." But, as you can see, this Sacu はa is a small village. I can't believe there's something worthy of Ray, the notorious adventurer."
"Oh, I've already decided what I want,"

　When Ray tells him so, the village chief is nervous, trying not to show his face.
　I didn't know what I wanted.
　As he said, Zacuニャa is only a small village of about fifty people.
　If there is anything that a famous adventurer like Ray wants...
　The village mayor's eyes are turned to Schiller to figure out what he imagined.
　Though slightly older, Schiller still looked above average.
　If you wanted Schiller's body... I guess the reason he thought so was because the adventurers he had met had been bad behavior.
　...Shiller's father, Jazz, was also an adventurer, perhaps recognized as one of the few exceptions.
　Regula immediately understood the meaning of the village mayor's gaze.
　Being in love with Schiller, he was very sensitive to that kind of gaze.

"What! Mayor!"

　Regula, who is in a passion, tries to say something, but Ray opens his mouth before that.

"There are specialties in this village, aren't there? They're going to feed me and Seto to the fullest."
"What?"

　Not only village chiefs, regulations and jazz, but also all the villagers who heard the story muttered in unison, wondering if what Ray said was completely unexpected.
　a notorious Rank B adventurer
　It was because I was wondering if cooking would be a good reward for making such a person work.
　But Ray, who was looking at the village mayor, was never joking... he was serious about it.
　When the mayor found out, he eventually invited Ray and Sett into the village with a loud laugh.