The morning after leaving the sandboat, Ray was by the side of a magic tent.
　The magic tent was set up near a sandboat.
　In the end, as for the captain's cabin, they decided to stay in Seto and slept in the magic tent as usual.
　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . in particular.
　The magic tent is a large room, where we slept together.
　She asked me if I should sleep with her around the marina, and I asked her to sleep with me half-invited me, but Ray went through it and slept alone.
　Ray's honest impression was that he should have brought Elena's carriage, which had similar features, because there was a mistling.
　It was meaningless for a carriage, as there was no horse to pull it over, but... as a magic tent, I could use it enough.
　Also, even if it was pulled, it was impossible to bring any living things in the mistling, but under the current circumstances, some horses were taken from Rossi's cavalry.

(But some of the horses are getting sick.) Water can be managed by Marina's spiritual magic, but food needs to be well-fed, not grass growing around it. even if it were that grass, it would be all right to see the grass still running, but it wouldn't last forever.)

　Looking at the surrounding meadows, Ray thinks about the future.
　Fortunately, the number of horses is not so large.
　Still, there are about thirty horses, so it would normally take a lot of effort just to carry the horse's tails, but in the case of a mistrung ray, there is no need to worry about that.
　It's no problem to buy as much as you can.

"Good morning, Mr. Ray,"

　When I think about horses, I hear voices like that.
　It was one of the resistance members that Ray looked towards the voice.
　He's obviously older than Ray, but it's a light of respect.
　After Ray became famous, he was used to being looked at -- often looked down upon for appearance -- and now he didn't mind being looked at like that anymore.

"Oh, it's early,"

　As Ray said, it's still early in the morning.
　There is still nearly an hour left at 7 a.m. when breakfast was scheduled.
　At such a time Ray may well wonder why the Resistance man came out of the sandboat like this.
　"Basically, Ray was weak in the morning, but that was only when I was sleeping in an inn, and it wasn't so weak in the morning during the request like this time."
　Of course, as long as it's not absolute, I sometimes oversleep.
　For the time being, I had succeeded in getting up normally today.
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"Ah! I never thought I could sleep in such a fine ship."

　There are ships in the country of Lavrina, for the time's sake.
　However, the only people who have it are the merchants who have it or are connected to the country.
　It's only a ship filled with a few people, such as a ship that's been on board by someone who's been on a resistance.
　There was no opportunity, if not very much, to board a ship the size of a sandboat.
　While we were talking like that, time went by, and then people came down from the sandboat... things like morning dressings and breakfast preparations began.





　There is a natural rumor about sandboats, and when they return to the highways, a number of suspected merchants try to talk to them.
　However, time is invaluable to the laymen today, and only those who were going with the laymen managed to get information.
　Some merchants were supposed to go the other way, but some went back to where they had come to get a little bit of information about sandboats.

"And what on earth was the ship?"
"I'm sorry, but I can't tell you anything about the ship, for I'm not supposed to divulge it."
"Well, that's a little better, isn't it?" It looks like everyone has a lot of reasons. I'll help you with a lot of things, if you like."

　A horse-drawn merchant tells the woman who seems to be a little quiet among the laymen.
　As long as they own a carriage, they are probably more of a merchant than a peddler who walks around, but the goods that fit into the carriage are nothing more than burnt rocks for the Lays.
　The woman, perhaps aware of this, speaks apologetically to the merchant sitting in the coach's box next to her.

"Well, I can't answer that question even if I ask you, so could you ask Mr. Ray, who is at the top of the group?"
"Mr. Ray?"

　When the merchant hears the woman's words, he turns his eyes to Ray, the leader of the group.
　It's not hard to guess who the person is when you see him stroking the Gryphon.
　Merchants must be keen on information.
　That being the case, it was impossible that Ray, nicknamed crimson, did not know.
　And since I'm a merchant, it's only natural that I want to get to know celebrities like Ray... but there's a reason why I can't.
　Because there are many merchants around this group now led by Ray.
　The merchants wanted to gather information about Ray's sandboat, of course, and to get to know Elena, who was near him and nicknamed General Princess.
　They understand that... and that if they become friends with the wings of the Red Lotus led by Ray, there will probably be a great deal of opportunity.
　However, the number of merchants gathered around this group is more than ten…to be exact, there are about ten groups of merchants working together in a single company.
　And the merchants who gather have many faces that they know.
　All such merchants are on guard and in check.
　If only one merchant talks to Ray here, he will incur resentment from the other merchants.
　As a merchant, it is only natural to move to earn money, but if you try to provoke resentment from other merchants, it will hinder your future business.
　As long as that is the case, the merchants shared the desire to make the waves as much as possible.

(But I can't say that either.) There must have been a village ahead. Was it Emma? If possible, I'd like to talk about something before I arrive at Emma.)

　Watching Ray walking with Seto, the merchant man agonizes.
　I don't mind beating the rest of the merchants as long as it's profitable.
　Of course, that's a story if you can make enough profit to bear the grudge of other merchants.
　Other merchants know that there is a village ahead.
　With such a large group, I don't think the village can completely supply food, water or anything else, but there is no doubt that business opportunities will decrease.
　Before that happened, I wanted to get information about this group and try to sell some kind of merchandise if possible.
　When a merchant is worried, he sees a familiar merchant a little further away.
　Then we looked at each other... and nodded silently.
　It's not good to outdo other merchants by yourself, but it's only two.
　Normally, I don't want to do this kind of dangerous thing.
　But this is definitely the best time to do business, and now that we have two people, I think we can manage it. I guessed so instinctively.
　It seems that the other merchant was the same, nodding to each other, and steering a carriage to the front.

"Shaking, shaking..."
"Bull".

　However, as soon as they arrive at the head of the party, the behavior of the two horses pulling a carriage suddenly becomes suspicious.
　Merchants are puzzled by the horse's attitude, as if he were showing his unwillingness to go further.
　The other merchant looked at him, and it seemed as if the horse had no intention of going any further.

"What shall I do?"
"I don't care what you say," I've outdone the others. and if it turns out that nothing can be done here, it will be a total ruin to our face."
"I understand that, but in this situation the carriage is in."
"I'll be looking at your carriage, and you'll come and listen."
"Mr. Kroger... Is that all right?"
"Oh, but if you need anything, pass it on to me, not just to me."
"... All right,"

　After such a conversation, the man called Shumura left his carriage to the Clogger...

"What? I'm telling you to leave it to me and go first."

　I stopped at the sudden sound of that voice.
　Shmullah and Klogger both looked at each other and saw a man there.
　It's obvious who it is.In the first place, Shumura and Klogger were trying to meet this person.

"Mr. Ray...?"
"Oh, there seemed to be some business here. It's just... well... I came from here, thinking that I wouldn't be able to come near in a carriage."

　Ordinary horses are naturally afraid of Seto.
　But if we had been together for many days, we might not be afraid of Seto, but... the horse that tows the cart of the Shumrahs, for it was the first time he had encountered Seto today, would never have gotten used to it.
　Noticing that the carriage was approaching them, Ray had come here himself before the horse was frightened into violence.
　Shumura and Klogger can't hide their surprise at Ray's behavior.
　As merchants, it is a sign of their immaturity to openly express their feelings, but we both think it is unavoidable this time.
　The adventurers of the notoriety have come all the way to their side.
　...some other merchants at a distance have looked at me in spite of their resentment.
　No wonder. If Shumura or Kroger were in the same position as the merchants they were looking at, they were confident that they would do the same.
　It was definitely a good opportunity for Ray, too.
　If you move around with merchants waiting on you, you'll stand out in a bad way.
　Originally a group of nearly a thousand people -- mostly women and many still dressed as prostitutes -- stand out more than ever when merchants are in such a group.
　I thought I might be able to get rid of the merchants even a little... and buy a little of the goods that were missing.

"Well, thank you very much," So... what on earth is that building, which I saw a little while ago?"
"Building? Oh, it's a sandboat. a magic item Have you ever heard of it?"

　Shumura and Klogger seem to be convinced by Ray's words.

"I've heard of it, but was it a sandboat?"
"Oh, yes," ... so what do you sell, I think, for some products you can buy in bulk?"
"...all?"

　In Ray's words, he mutters, apparently unable to understand what Shumura is saying for a moment.
　It was the same with Kroger, who looked as if he were serious.

"Oh, I want as many clothes as possible, especially if you have them. I'll buy as many other things as I can, such as water bottles and food."
"There is cloth, but the clothes themselves are... food in their own right, if they are preserved." How about you, Mr. Kroger?"
"I have cloth, but I don't have clothes, either. I have a water bottle made of leather."

　Ray smiles happily at the remark.
　What I want most now is cloth, and water bottles and food were things I wanted out of my desire to have.

"All right, sell me as much cloth and sewing as you can. Of course, food and water bottles. There are many other things I want to buy, so it would be helpful if you could ask other merchants to gather."
"No, that would be of great help to me. for it is bad for other merchants if we alone make money."

　Saying so, Shumura smiles and says she's saved.
　It was a smile because he outperformed other merchants, but by sharing profits rather than monopolizing them, he had less chance of being hated unilaterally.