Ray, who borrowed from Sharia a magic item from a slave collar that he thought was responsible for the disturbance, naturally stored it in a mistling rather than carrying it as it was.
　Deciding that it wouldn't be bad if it were only for portable food, barrels of water, and sandwiches, Ray broke up with Sharia.
　I would have liked some more information, but it was almost time for the carriage to leave for Rossi.
　If you miss this, you'll be back tomorrow morning.
　If they did so, it was certain that the Elenas would suspect them.
　However, among Ray's dragon robes is Yero, so if you look at his memory, you will understand that Ray is innocent.
　It's no surprise that Ray thinks it's better to have fewer elements to suspect.
　So now Ray was in a carriage and moving towards Rossi.
　Unlike when Rossi came to Mejogo, some horse-drawn cabs have a relaxed atmosphere and smell of liquor.
　Ray could understand what it meant.
　Many people with light expressions, perhaps remembering the joyful times they had experienced, are loosening their cheeks.
　In the midst of this, Ray remained alert to what was going on around him, without any particular change of facial expression.
　When I first came to Mejogo, I asked Kotnara, who was in a carriage to Mejogo, many things, and that was known to the people of Jaya.
　Fortunately, Ray didn't pretend to ask any important secrets, so he didn't seem particularly interested in the Oak-like woman who would be in a certain position in the Jaya, but that's because he was really lucky.
　That's why the Jayas knew the conversation they had in the carriage... Ray was curious about it.

(It's a system where you can eavesdrop on the inside? Well, Jaya seems to be an organization that uses various magic items, and it's strange that you can do that much.) You don't have to use magic items if you're just eavesdropping on the inside.)

　At that time, Ray remembered an old ship he saw on TV when he was in Japan.
　A device called a transmission tube that allows you to talk freely away without having to use a communication device.
　...no, it's not as complicated as a device.
　It shouldn't have taken much trouble to set up a carriage.
　With that in mind, Ray's current carriage has such a device... if not obvious, it may be it.

"Hey, boy, don't see me for the first time. Is it your first time in Mejogo?"

　It was a man sitting not far from Ray who asked me so.
　The man in his twenties has a pretty strong body.
　There was no doubt that he had a routine physical occupation, such as carpentry and woodcutters.
　However, Ray did not recognize him as an adventurer because, contrary to his muscles, he seemed too used to fighting.
　If you're sitting in a seat and you're not particularly flamboyant, you can predict whether you're used to fighting because of your trivial movements.
　Of course, it takes a certain amount of strength to be able to do such a thing.
　Fortunately, Ray had an eye for it, so he was able to find out the man's background, if anything.

"Yes, I was a little surprised to see how bright it was at night. In the case of the entertainment district in the city, it would be rather bright, but in the case of Mejogo, the city itself seemed to be shining."

　The man is momentarily stunned by the words he says in Ren's mask.
　That's what he must have thought when Ray showed himself embarrassed about having a prostitute for the first time.
　Nevertheless, what I received was a compliment on mejogo.
　He was instantly dumbfounded by Ray, but he couldn't feel bad about being praised for his frequent visits.

"Hahaha. I guess so. It is said that this country is a small country, but its national power is not so low. I don't think I'll ever follow a country like the Kingdom of Mileana."
"Really? But in terms of national power, they are overwhelmingly superior, aren't they?"

　Ray's expression of surprise is by no means a performance because he wore a Ren mask.
　There is a difference of several tens of times between the kingdom of Milliana, which in fact has many smaller countries as its subordinates, and one of its subordinates, which is by no means a large country, in terms of national power and military strength... or even in terms of the quality of adventurers.
　Not very much, but there is no element of a decent fight and victory for the country of Lavrellina.
　That's a different story if you've got a bunch of Rank S adventurers.
　Unlike Ray's world, it is not so much quality as quantity, and it is not uncommon for quality to drive out quantity.
　That's because Ray buried many of the vanguard units of the Vestian army in a fire whirlwind during the war with the Vestian Empire.
　But it's also true that not many people have that much strength.
　It could not have been more indicative of the scarcity of Rank A, Rank S adventurers and notorious adventurers.
　In the face of Ray's doubts, the man smiles with a superior smile that Ray doesn't know what he knows.
　The man, however, immediately opens his mouth to see if he has anything to do with Ray.

"Well, I don't know the details either, but it seems that there is something above me that I think of the kingdom of Mileana. They seem to be thinking about doing something about the current situation."
"No, but... I don't think there's anything we can do about the difference in military strength and national strength."
"Oh, I think so, too. But do you think a great man won't notice anything that I can think of? Well, that's not the case. In other words, it is rumored that there is still a way to do something about it."

　Rey nods to the man's confidence in saying so.
　In fact, it is only natural that the people at the top of the country understand the difference in national power and military strength than the ordinary people who are talking to themselves.
　Of course, some aristocrats will only see the reality they want to see...
　But as long as all the upper echelons of the country were not like that, it was certain that there was something to be called the backstop.

(Whether or not the back of it is related to the mejogo... well, from the way things have been going, I think we should consider it to be related.)

　That being the case, I have doubts.
　What does it mean to bring women from neighboring countries and force them into prostitution?
　It never seemed to Ray that the relationship between countries could be managed by sending prostitutes to opponents...

(So why don't you put a collar that didn't work for Sharia against your opponent and put it under control? It would be great if you could do that... but of course, I think what's going on in Mejogo today is very special.)

　Ignoring the will of the other person wearing the collar of the slave, they move it the way the user -- in this case the commander -- wishes.
　No, in this case, should we even describe it as a change of character?
　If there are magic items with such capabilities, and everyone can really get their way without any problems, it will not be difficult to beat the Kingdom of Mileana, even in a small country like the Kingdom of Lavrellina.
　But Ray doesn't think there's such a convenient magic item.

(I think there are probably some restrictions... but if you look at it normally, it's a magic item that's too powerful magic item.) It is strange that an organization in such a small country has such magic items.)

　That's how Ray kept on talking to the man.
　However, since I was concentrating on my thoughts, I didn't listen to the man's words like I did in the beginning.
　Also, the contents of the man's speech were about which prostitute was cute, which prostitute was fond of breastfeeding, and which prostitute was fond of breastfeeding.
　If such a man's words echo in the carriage, naturally the people around him will hear the story, and the men who feel refreshed will enter the subject.

"Huh? Don't be silly. If you say woman, you have legs! Don't you understand how wonderful it is?"
"What are you talking about? Where is the attraction of a woman other than the nape of her head?" Don't you know how excited it is to look at the nape of your head that is usually hidden in your hair?
"Don't be silly! If you say a woman, you're the butt! I won't admit anything else!"
"Stupid, my dear fellow," Side, armpit! I think it's better to be embarrassed to see him there."

　Ray is surprised how to react to the fact that it has become a place to reveal his s*xuality.
　Until a little while ago, everyone had been immersed in the experience of Major Hugo, but why is this happening now?





"What part of a woman do you find attractive to shaved heads? Her legs, right?""No, no, it's your waist,"
`It must be the nape of your head!'
"Yes, that's why the laymen are so good." If you're an expert, you'll be right here."
"Just. You're at your ankles."

　Then, for some reason, Ray comes to me.

"Ah... I..."

　Now Ray is at a loss as to how to answer.
　Not saying anything here will attract attention in a bad way.
　Then I should have said something about the woman that I was attracted to. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ..
　While thinking like that, Yero, who is supposed to be quiet in the Dragon Robes, scratches Ray's body.
　It's not a bloody pain, as I didn't put any effort into it.
　But it was still enough pain to remind Elena that she could see Yero's memory.
　And enough pain to understand that if you say something here, it will definitely be conveyed to Elena.
　I don't know how to answer... Ray eventually recalls the looks of the three people who like him, Elena, Marina and Vihela.
　Elena should be described as gorgeous flower.
　Marina is the most glamorous representation of a woman.
　a carnivorous Vihela with a limp limb
　Each of them was of a different type, but it would be appropriate to say that all three of them were unique in history.
　These three have something in common...that's what Yero is listening to and what the men around him want to know about the little child like Ray are interested in...and soon Ray opens his mouth almost unconsciously.

"Giant milk?"

　with a thud
　The men around them all smile when they hear the words.
　However, it's not a degrading smile on Ray, it's a sympathetic smile that I understand your feelings.

"Oh... I understand." When I was still a teenager, it was my heart when I was a woman."
"Oh, you too? Yeah, I see. The first time you sleep with a woman, it's only natural that you're interested in her heart."
"I understand that, but... what's good about big breasts?" That's just a lump of fat, though I think it's better to have a small chest."
"Oh, I know that. I often hear that smaller breasts are more sensitive."
"Stupid, my dear fellow," That softness is the greatest attraction of women."
"Huh? What are you talking about? If you want to touch a lump of fat, just touch your belly?"
"Oh? Am I fat!"

　Starting with the words, a quarrel begins between the big and the poor in the carriage.
　Of course Ray is a big-breasted man because he was the first to say he was a big-breasted.
　Moreover, for some reason they are placed close to the top of the giant breast group.

(What's wrong with this?)

　Listening to the man's loud appeal to the goodness of breastfeeding, Ray would look up at the ceiling of the carriage.