"Wait! Wait! Please!"

　Originally, he is accustomed to intimidating people with a strong face, but if he has a death-size blade touching the back of his neck, he can't push through the bull as usual.
　The sight of the blade of a long sword being cut easily by a death-size blade was firmly imprinted in the man's eyes.
　It was supposed to be just a raid on a passing merchant force... as usual.
　Indeed, of the three horse-drawn carts, the driver of the leading carriage was shot dead with a bow, and succeeded in stopping the carriage.
　If the first carriage is in such a situation, the second carriage is naturally forced to pull up.
　There were several adventurers of the escort, but given the number of robbers led by the man, a small number of them could cope with it.
　...that's all very well, but I killed all my bodyguards, and at the last moment came despair.
　From there, the robbers, led by the man, lost their lives without having time to think about it.
　Some were amputated by scythe, others were easily broken by twisting the neck, others were shot dead by arrows... many were killed in no time, and only one man was left before his head was hunted dead.
　It's only natural to decide that there's no chance of winning and cry out for surrender.
　When the blade of the scythe, which was touching his neck, came off, he breathed a sigh of relief, saying,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,.
　But whether or not the man was really saved depends on the man in front of him... Ray's mood.
　The man thinks so... and then Ray opens his mouth as if he knew what he was thinking.

"Will you tell me your hideout? And how many of you are there? If you want to answer the truth about the situation, I can keep it alive now."
"Really? Really? You're not lying, are you?"

　In a way, it's even funny how a man in his thirties desperately screams at Ray in his mid-teens.
　However, he could not afford to worry about it at the risk of his life.

"Oh, I suppose you'll leave it to the merchant over there, and sell it to the slave merchant."
"Oh!? ...but it's still better than dying."

　He was breathless for a moment by Ray's words, but ended up confessing to his hiding place quietly.
　He also hears that the thieves are all here and there is no one in the hideout, so Ray leaves the negotiations to Marina to deal with the thieves and heads to the hideout with Lerieu.
　Being a notorious adventurer, Rellieu showed no sign of being particularly upset by flying while hanging on Sett's feet.

"...Why did you bother to follow Relieu, too? All the income from this request was decided to belong to us, so we didn't have to follow him separately. Wouldn't it have been easier for him to stay with the merchants?"

　Arriving in front of a cave where the robbers were hiding, Ray asks Lerieu, who jumped off Seto's feet, who was also in his grasp.
　As Ray said, it's really late, but... Lerie responds to what he says, looking around her.

"There's no particular reason. But I'm honest about it somehow."

　Isn't it definitely something that matters to me?
　That's what Ray had in mind, but judging from what he's doing now, he must have really decided that he had nothing particular to do.
　I answered briefly, "I see," and went straight into the cave.
　The cave, as the man said, was definitely a thief's hideout.
　It is, however, the hideout of these country robbers.
　Ray's secret expectations of magic items are naturally nowhere to be found.
　On the contrary, there are no spears that Ray could use for throwing.
　However, since I got the spear of twilight, the frequency of throwing it with an ordinary spear has decreased considerably.
　There are still a lot of spears in the mystery ring that were to be scrapped, but the more bullets the better.

(No, it's not a gun, it's a spear.)

　I was fishing in the cave for something, but what I found was a bag of some gold, silver, and copper, and probably wheat that had been taken from merchants and not even used for cooking.
　There are plenty of bags of wheat in particular, which can be used to make you wonder if you'll have trouble cooking with flour for a while.
　Among the laymen, Marina cooks in her own way.
　With that in mind, wheat was probably the most valuable thing the thief had.
　Of course, if you have gold or silver coins, you can buy wheat, so that might be more valuable in the end.

"For the time being, there are no hostages. Arms are hardly likely to be of any use."

　As he spoke, he kept things like daggers, daggers, and clubs in the mystery ring.
　Although clubs are reinforced in many ways, they are basically made of wood, so I even thought about using them as firewood.
　When I went out in a misty ring with the gold in the hideout, Rellieu was caressing Seto with a smile.
　Lerieu smiled as if she were happy, but as soon as she saw Ray coming out of the hideout, she changed her expression.

(Ah... I see)

　Looking at him, Ray understands why he acted with him for the first time.
　Basically, there are many women and children in the Setophile race, but it's not that there are no adult men.
　What is particularly noticeable about that area is probably street stall owners of street stalls.
　However, for the owners of stalls such as skewers and bread, the sight of Seto eating food near his stall means a large crowd of people.
　If Seto is eating, people who want to love him... and when Seto sees him eating deliciously, passersby buy a lot of food from the stands.
　It's not a panda, it's a set... or a Gryphon.

"...what?"
"No, it's nothing. I'm glad you took care of me so that I don't get bored."
"Oh!? ... oh. I was free too, so I don't mind that much."

　Witnessing him playing with Seto is beyond deception, but Ray doesn't seem to make fun of it, so Rellie responds with relief.
　Seeing this, Ray wonders, perhaps, was it not because of Sett's case that Lerieu accepted the request from Dusker -- which was exactly a reward.
　In fact, that prediction isn't entirely wrong, and there's no doubt that Lerrew took the matter on the spot because of Sett's involvement.
　He is undoubtedly absolutely fascinated by Seto's loveliness, but he understands that it is shameful to know that an adult like him... a Rank A adventurer nicknamed "The Wind" wants to love Seto.
　Rellie really believes so.
　Some men actually love Seto, even if he's older or stronger than Relieu.
　But Relieu can't accept it.

"I see. I'm glad you played with me, Seto."
"Gruly!"

　At Ray's words, Seto purrs happily.
　Relieu feels a little relieved when he realizes he won't be teased for playing with Seto. 　
　Ray was relieved because he understood why they had cooperated for such a reason.

"And was there anything good in the hideout?"
"I'm afraid there wasn't anything I'd expect, but it was quite helpful in terms of food because there was so much wheat that I thought I'd taken from the merchant."
"Well, if it's wheat, I'm sure you'll buy it. If you're a ray with an item box, you don't have to worry about the weight."
"Well, I'm not going to sell it, though. ... I'm done with my business, and I think I'm going back soon, is that all right?"
"Oh, that's all right with me,"

　Relieu nodded easily and headed with Ray to where the Elenas were waiting in Seto.





"Oh, Ray. And Rellie, too. You were quick.""Is that so?"

　Marina calls out to Ray, who has stepped down from Seto's back.
　The reason why Ray replied questionably to the voice was probably because he had no longer seen the merchant corps they had helped.
　It was easy for Ray to say thank you, or to ask for a close escort, or to hand over the man who was leading the bandits, so it was easy for him to say thank you, but he couldn't understand the truth when he was told that he was too early, even though there was no longer.

"Yes, but let's start here soon. At this rate, animals and monsters may come because of the smell of blood."
"Well, let's move quickly."

　It's Vichela who, by a rare chance, said so.
　It's safe to say that we could stay here thinking that we might be able to fight a strong opponent in the ordinary course of the day, but... after all, we probably had a good influence by having a mock fight with Relieu in the daytime.
　Vichela, who is likely to say she wants to stay here the most, says so, and the Rays leave.
　Then he made his way to his destination, Goltz... until the sun went down and night came.
　It's still quite hot during the day, but it's still autumn, so the sun is setting very quickly.
　As a result, the Lays will sleep in the open air. . . . .

"Oh, what's that?"

　Looking inside Ray's magic tent, Rellieu is amazed.
　Magic tents are quite rare magic items, but they are not just a few in the world like item boxes.
　That's what a notorious adventurer should have seen."
　Unfortunately, this seems to have been the first time Lerrew had seen a magic tent.

"It's a magic tent."
"No, I don't have to tell you that, but I'm surprised to see it like this."
"Is that what you're going to do? So, what are you going to do now, Relieu? We're going to sleep in a magic tent."

　If you were told you would sleep in a tent together, you would normally imagine something glamorous.
　But inside the magic tent is a fairly large room, where Elena and others sleep in bed, while Ray often sleep on the floor or sofa.
　... one under the roof, I'm sure, so some of you will have a lot of misunderstanding.

"Huh? Oh, it's me? I'm used to it outside."

　Being a solo adventurer, camping must be a familiar experience for Lerieu.
　With no presence like Seto, it was only natural for solo Rellie to sleep in the open when she slept.
　Sleeping in a tent or sleeping in a sleeping bag can't be helped if you're attacked by monsters or thieves.

(And if you're outside the magic tent, you'll be able to play with Seto enough.)

　That was probably the main reason why Ray decided to spend the night beside the magic tent.
　But Ray didn't bother to mention it, as long as he was trying to hide it.
　In addition, there are many members of the Red Lotus wing led by Ray, and above all, there is an outsider, Elena.
　That being the case, it's true that sleeping in the same room -- magic tents -- doesn't taste good.
　Given all these circumstances, there is no doubt that Lerieu's offer was appreciated.

"I'm sorry,"
"That's all right. It's not that I'm not profitable, either."

　Smiling at Lerieu's somewhat unshakable appearance, Ray would pick out a variety of dinner dishes from the mystery ring.