Ray was momentarily surprised that the ship he touched could not be stored in the mistling, but the surprise disappears quickly.
　Basically, no matter how big or how heavy it is, Ray's Mistyling can be stored, but there are still things that can never be stored.
　That's... living things.
　Whether it's a dog, a cat, a monster, or a fish, living beings can't be stored in a mystery ring.
　Yes, for example... even if it's a human being.

(Well, if you look at the aging of the ship, it is possible that there are mice, not humans, on board.)

　But the ship, which was older than Ray's now touched, could normally have been stored in the mistling.
　Then there is some doubt that only this ship can be accommodated.

"Is there anyone in this boat?"

　At Ray's muttering, the pirates stiffen themselves half reflexively.
　If this was a more prestigious ... real pirate, he would not have been so upset if he had been pointed at it.
　But here we are, after all, pirates operating in the countryside... who might well be called pirates of the last resort.
　If that was the case, it would have been impossible not to be upset by this kind of situation.

"Well... I mean, you know..."

　One of the pirates cajoles, but it's easy to understand by his attitude that he's hiding something.

(I don't think it's a matter of rats.)

　Judging so, he turned his gaze to the ship still floating in the sea.

"I don't know what you're hiding, but I'm sure there's someone here, so I'm just going to take the right attitude. Seto, if anyone comes out of the boat, catch him. Judging from what they're doing, there might be some important person on board. --the one who leads this pirate, you know."

　Rey's words upset the pirates again... and that gave Rey an idea of who was on board.

(Is it this pirate's head... or, if not his head, his influence?) I'm sure he's loved for now.)

　If they were to be hated by the people below them, the pirates wouldn't go so far as to defend themselves.
　At the time of being protected, it was certain that he was loved by his subordinates.

"Well, who is there?" I'm looking forward to it a little bit."

　Say so, and get on board the ship.
　There was a feeling of pirates making some noise behind the scenes, but Ray had ignored it.
　The pirates also judged that they couldn't do anything under the current circumstances as long as they were all tied up.

"...I knew it, but it's a very old ship." Well, it might be enough for me to study to develop a surface ship."

　The first ship in the mistling was much older than the one that Ray was now in.
　With that in mind, I had to force myself to say so.
　If you look around the deck, you'll see the door into the ship.
　There is only one neat door, but there are also several other doors on the deck of the ship.
　Are they all not connected, or are they simply for the sake of travel?
　Ray didn't know about the area, but he decided that if he walked in, the area would be clear, so he headed for the normal door.
　Perhaps the man on board might try to escape through the deck door, but Ray felt absolutely secure that he would only be caught by Seto.
　As you enter the ship through the door, you can see signs of repair in it as well as outside.

"Nobody?"

　I call on people around me to do so, but as a matter of course, there is no response from within.
　After confirming it, Ray searches the ship for signs.
　There's a person

"Bottom... I don't know what the hiding man is thinking, but do you really think he can hide away?"

　muttering, wondering if some trap had been set, Ray headed down the ship.
　But even after walking down the aisle for a while, there was no sign of traps being activated.

(What did you think of doing this? Well, it would be nice if it's comfortable here too.)

　As you walk along the ship, you'll eventually arrive at your destination... where there's a sign of it.
　It's one of the rooms on board the ship.
　But it's not a captain's room, it's just an ordinary room.

(Here it is it?

　Stopped, Ray lightly knocks on the door of the room.
　There's a light sound around, but there's no particular response from inside.
　Knock again a few seconds later.
　Still, there was no response from the room, and the sound of waves outside the ship was heard all around.

(Well, isn't it bad to hear the sound outside in such a place? ... Well, as far as I can see, it doesn't seem to be inundated, so it's all right.)

　If it's just anchored and flooded, it's no wonder it's going to sink at any time under the current circumstances.
　With that in mind, Ray opens the door in front of him.

"Hi, oh, oh, oh!

　As soon as I open the door, the blade strikes me with a cry like that.
　It's safe to call it sharp, but it's not hard for Ray to avoid the blow, who had anticipated that he was still behind the door and probably ambushing.
　Without any particular surprise or agitation, he leans sideways to avoid the attack, grabbing the man by the wrist holding the weapon of what he calls saber, and throwing it at him.

"Oh, my dear!"

　The man, who had been thrown away, naturally bumped his back against the corridor wall and collapsed to the floor screaming.k.a. scream.
　Still, Ray looks a little impressed as he tries to stand up with a saber in his hand.
　The blow I had just given him was a good one.
　That means, however, that the man who had launched a surprise attack on Ray had gained so much momentum.
　At any rate, the man stands up in pain and points the saber's end at Ray.

"... You're young,"

　Ray, facing him in this way, for the first time, staring him in the face and muttering:
　Of course he looks much older than Ray, though he is young.
　I've just entered my twenties... or maybe I'm not even twenty years old enough.
　At least none of the pirates Ray had caught were younger than the man in front of him.
　The older generation is in their fifties and the younger generation is in their late twenties.

"What are you talking about! There's no reason for a child like you to say you're young!"

　The man screams with a red face, pointing his saber's end at Ray.
　Well, that's true... I agree with the man's anger, but Ray wasn't in any hurry.
　Under normal circumstances, bare hands are overwhelmingly disadvantageous when you have no weapons or anything, and your opponent already has a saber ready to wield it.
　However, it is only in cases of equal strength.
　If there's an overwhelming difference in power... yes, if you're in a relationship like Ray and the man in front of you, it doesn't matter what kind of weapon the other person has.

"Well, I suppose so. ...and what shall we do?"

　When asked what to do, the man looks at Ray, apparently unable to understand what he is saying at first.

"What do you do, what do you mean?
"It's a matter of whether we should go on like this or not." I think you understand the difference in strength between me and you."

　Ray's words stifled the man.
　In fact, the difference in power between Ray and men is obvious between children and adults... or more.
　There is not a once in a million chance that a man can beat Ray.
　It's not only unbeatable, but it's not even possible to escape in terms of escaping from here.
　Do you still resist it when you know it? That's what Ray asked."d*mn it...d*mn it...that's why we can't destroy this new pirate gang!"
"Oh, I see. Is that the case?"

　The man's words made Ray understand why such a young man was the head of the pirate gang.
　Nevertheless, it is certain that he is adored by his inferiors.
　It would not have been possible for other pirates to recognize him if he had succeeded the pirates only by blood.

"So... that's why I can't be quietly defeated or caught here!"

　he cried, and at the same time he put the hand of the one who did not have the saber in his pocket, and tried to strike it to the ground."

"That's too bad."

　With the words, my hand stops moving any further.
　Before I knew it... Ray, who was really moving close to him, grabbed him by the hand.
　Until a moment ago, I was definitely pointed at the tip of my saber, but before I knew it, I was next to him.
　What happened... the man couldn't understand how it could have happened.
　Without understanding, his hand gradually became tense, and before I knew it, the man's hand fell to the floor.
　It was a cubic substance large enough to be completely concealed by the palm.

(What? I tried to knock it on the floor in that situation, so I'm sure it's an effective tool...or a magic item.)

　In this situation, Ray came up with a metastatic stone previously used by the people of the Westian Empire.
　But there is no magic team on the floor.
　For a moment, then, I wondered if I could metastasize just by hitting the cube, and I could not imagine that such a country pirate could do anything that even the most advanced alchemists of the Westian Empire could not do.

"What is this?"

　If you don't understand, Ray asks the guy he knows.
　Originally, a man tried to use what he thought was a magic item, so it was impossible not to know what effect it had.

"Be quiet! You're not going to teach the enemy that!"
"...the enemy?"

　With a questioning look on his face, the man briefly looks mystified... before he realizes that he is not even seen as an enemy by Ray and twists his cheek.
　Though he felt like a brave man -- a pirate -- who challenged an overwhelmingly strong enemy, Ray didn't even recognize himself as an enemy.
　In fact, given the man's strength, Ray would not have recognized him as an enemy.
　What's good about it? What's good about it? What's good about it?

"Whether it's your enemy or not, what magic item is this after all?"
"Well... do you think I'll be honest with you when you deal with me like that?"
"...don't you say it? Well, that's fine if you mean it, but I don't know if it's this magic item or not, but I want to know the effect. So long as that is the case, I have no intention of choosing the means."

　Saying so, Ray gradually, but really slowly, puts his strength into the man's arm.
　At first he was only lightly tightened, but gradually Ray's grip on his hand strengthens and distorts his face painfully.

"Gut! Gut! Gut! Gut! Gut! Let go! Let go!"
"I'm sorry, but I'm not going to do that until you're honest.

　Ray could imagine that it was a magic item with considerable effect because he tried to use it in these situations.
　Unfortunately for the man, Ray probably had a hobby of collecting useful magic items, starting with actual warfare.
　For Ray, I'd like to know the effectiveness of this magic item.
　What's more, it's pirates who know it, and Ray doesn't have to worry about his safety.
　The man's arms in his grasp are already ripped and crushed.
　If you leave it as it is, it will definitely break even the bones.
　The man looked at Ray through the pain... and felt a chill down his spine.
　No, it's right that you felt your life was in danger.

"Oh, it's a smokescreen! This magic item creates a smokescreen according to the impact if you give it more than a certain amount of impact!"

　In the end, the man would answer about the magic item.