The day after the seafood party, Ray and Sett were in the sky.
　Naturally, Seto has a set basket, which contains all the elenas.
　While flying in such a situation, Ray looked up at the sky with a slightly unpleasant look on his face.
　The reason is that the sky was covered with rain clouds.
　Ray knows that the weather will change easily in autumn, given that women's hearts and autumnal skies are so commonplace.
　...but seasonally it's still the end of summer, and it's not really autumn.
　Still, it was cloudy but never raining for nearly ten days when the Reys were enjoying a vacation at sea.
　It was lucky for the Lays, but it probably means that their luck won't last forever.

"It will surely rain soon at this rate,"

　Needless to say, Ray and Sett don't get sick like catching a cold just because they get wet in the rain.
　Still, I wanted to take shelter from the rain somewhere if possible, as long as it was wet and disgusting to move in the rain.

(If you use a magic tent, you can take shelter from the rain comfortably...and look for a place where you can set up a magic tent?)

　If you're just setting up a magic tent, it's possible anywhere.
　However, setting up a magic tent in a careless place could lead to unwanted disturbances.
　It's like being attacked by thieves...

(Well, if you're attacked by thieves, I'd rather welcome you here.)

　Ray is feared by the thieves as a thief.
　Naturally, they would intercept the robbers if they attacked, secure their treasures, and, in some cases, sell them to slave traders, like pirates in Galanca.
　If we could not get slave traders ready soon, all the robbers would be dead.

"Huh? You don't get much attention around there. Set, go to the place behind that rock."
"Grunt? Grunt!"

　In Ray's words, Sett descends toward a huge rock below him.
　He had determined that there were places lined with rocks of considerable size, and that if they were in the shade, people would not find them very often if they used magic tents to shelter themselves from the rain.
　Then, as usual, we put the cages down on the ground, and then the cets fell on the ground... when we set up the magic tents, it began to rain.





`Oh, it's raining a lot,'

　Marina mutters as she watches the rain falling from the entrance of the magic tent in a place where there is just enough clearance between the rocks to open the magic tent.
　Magic tents let us take shelter from the rain, so we didn't have to pretend to get in between rocks.
　However, since the magic tent could not hold a set, they had thus evacuated to a place where they could shelter themselves from the rain.
　Fortunately, this gap is fairly large, and even with a magic tent, there is enough space for the set to lie down.
　...but it's just lying down, and it's impossible to run around.

"Cute! Cute!"
"Glu".

　Now there was a yellow on Seto's back, talking between the two of themselves.
　Looking at them, Marina muttered in surprise at the intensity of the rain as she checked outside the entrance of the magic tent.

"What would you do with spirit magic?"

　It was Ray who was suspicious and asked.
　The question is only because Marina knew how clever she was at manipulating spirit magic.
　But Marina shakes her head at Ray's question.

"It's impossible to manipulate the weather itself. That's my kind of spirit wizard. That's the sort of spirit wizard who can do that."
"A spirit wizard more skilled than Marina..."

　As far as Ray knows, there's no one who can use spirit magic better than Marina.
　No, in the first place, the use of spirit magic itself is very rare.
　Fewer wizards can communicate with spirits, even though even ordinary wizards are quite rare.

(Oh, there was someone in the Vestian Empire who used spirit magic.)

　I recall an elf who had a way of fighting to shape water dragons using water spirits.
　I never remembered the name, though.
　Marina is delighted with Ray's trust, but at the same time she is a little dumbfounded.

"Well, I'm sure I'm good at spirit magic in my own way, but I'm not the best spirit wizard, as far as I know, there are countless spirit wizards above me with my fingers."
"...the world is big,"

　Ray mutters deeply at Marina's words.
　In fact, the word is by no means wrong.
　There are still many things Ray doesn't know or can't imagine in this world.

"Well, if you're talking about a Spirit Wizard better than I am, Ray's the same thing, isn't he?"
"Me?"
"Yes. Ray is definitely strong. That's the country... No, he's probably ranked high in the world, right? But he doesn't have a stronger opponent than Ray... can you say that?"
"I can't say for sure,"

　a ready‐to‐assert Ray
　In my mind, I remembered the faces of two Rank S adventurers from the Vestian Empire and the Kingdom of Milliana.
　Also, there are currently three Rank S adventurers in the world.
　That means there's one Rank S adventurer Ray hasn't seen yet.

(Well, there's chemistry in the fight, so in some cases we might be able to win... but there's no doubt we won't be able to win easily.)

　Besides Rank S adventurers, there are many other adventurers with different names.
　He's not as outstanding as a Rank S adventurer, but if Ray is still asked if he can fight and win easily... Ray can't nod immediately.
　In fact, Ray is best known adventurers, and Raijin's axe Elk and Ray have fought seriously before, but they won to win, but it's not that they won.
　Given the circumstances around it, Ray understands that he can't call himself the strongest!
　...however, as long as Ray is a superior fighter in the world, he is nothing but overkill and overkill for the bandits around him.

"That's why I practice every day. ... It's not a mock battle like Ray, it's a practice to improve affinity with spirits."
"I'm just a wizard, too, and I'm afraid I'm stuck with my fingertips."

　That's what Ray said, but instead of Marina, Vichela and Elena look at him dumbfounded.
　No, on the contrary, even Bune, who rarely changes his expression, would prove how stupid he was when he looked at Ray.
　When Ray looks at him like that, he hesitates for a moment about how to deal with it... and eventually decides that there is no point in saying something about him in the current situation... and instead, he turns away.
　That's because he understands that he's sure to use magic, but still can't be mistaken for being a wizard.
　Exactly a warrior who can use magic... he's what we call a magician.

"This rain won't stop,"
"...yes,"

　When Marina hears about Ray's blatant misrepresentation, she doesn't rush into him, and just plays it.
　You might have wanted to get into a lot of things, but you probably thought it was useless to say anything to Ray about strength.
　In fact, it's by no means wrong.
　Given Ray's personality, he wouldn't easily bend his style.
　Otherwise, he would not have created a style of battle, such as the two spear streams with a death size in the right hand and a twilight spear in the left hand.

"Yes!"

　Meanwhile, suddenly Bune, eating dried fruit in a magic tent, muttered a little.
　It was the usual murmur, but this time the person who followed his gaze understood what he meant.

"Gah! Gah!"

　A rather loud owl, with such a cry, thrusting through a gap between the rocks into the area where the laymen were.
　Couldn't he feel Seto? Watching the owl, Ray wondered for a moment, but seeing the rain-soaked plumage wet with blood, he could imagine that he didn't come in here on purpose, but that he came here purely driven or something.(Before that, he was an owl, but he was active in the daytime?)

　For Ray, owls have a strong image of nocturnal birds.
　Of course, Ray only knows the general image.
　I'm not particularly an owl or bird expert.


　Landed right next to Seto... No, the owl stopped moving when he noticed Seto was right in front of him -- and also Yero.
　It seems to have stopped moving spectacularly, and if only a stranger saw the scene, he might have stopped for time.

"Hey, what are you going to do? Shouldn't you treat him?"

　Bistol muttered, "I want to take care of it if possible.
　Regardless of appearance, the girl's character, Bistol, must have felt it intolerable to leave the wounded owl intact.
　What are you going to do? All eyes are on Ray other than Bistol.
　Ray is the party leader on the wing of the Red Lotus.
　Then, of course, Ray should make the decision...that's what it is.
　Watching such a glance, Ray thought for a moment as he looked at the owl, which still stopped moving, and then he spoke.

"All right. I can treat you. It goes without saying, but don't let me go wild. I don't think I'll go wild."

　Seeing Seto stop at his side, I didn't think he would act like an owl raging in such a situation.
　If the owl rages here, it will undoubtedly be conveyed to Seto.
　Although the set was only looking at the owl with interesting eyes.
　When asked if he would act like an owl raging near Seto, he would normally say no.

"Leave it to me. I'm good at paying for it."

　At Ray's words, Bistol happily walks out of the magic tent.
　The owl could have gone wild at the sight of Bistol, but perhaps because of Seto's presence. He is quietly grabbed by the bistol and brought into the magic tent.

"Ah!"

　Entering the magic tent, perhaps some distance from the set, the owl yelled.

(It's an owl, right? I don't think it's a monster.)

　That's why Ray can't recognize the wild owl in his bistol hand as a bird, though he thinks so.
　The owl Ray knows makes a 'ho, ho.'
　Like this owl, it never sounds like 'Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
　However, the owl Ray knows is simply the Earth's owl.
　There may not be an owl in the world called Elgin, whose voice sounds like a bird in front of us.

"Hey, don't you want to go on a rampage! Hey, look! You can't see where he is injured!"

　Bistol tries to find out where the owl was injured, but the owl rages to escape from Bistol's hand, wondering if it felt like an act of hostility.
　Aren't you running away because you're scared of Bistol?
　Ray suddenly felt that way, but when an owl asked him if he could distinguish human appearance, he had to tilt his head.

"Here, hold the owl for a moment,"

　Marina, who had created a mass of water in the air by the magic of spirits, might not have been able to see such a bistle, called out to him.