"Then this is the price of the slave."

　That's how the superior guard pays Ray for the bandits.
　The price there is somewhat below average.
　Ray doesn't seem particularly concerned about it either.
　It would have cost the thieves a little more if they had taken them to other towns or put them up for auction.
　Ray, however, originally had no intention of making so much money from selling the robbers, let alone taking them to another city, so he compromised on a reasonable price.
　The result is the money Ray now has.
　And another reason why Ray put up with this price is...

"Please take good care of the women who were captured by slave traders."
"Yes, of course. It's a disgrace to hear that slave traders were active near the city. I'll send them home."

　Yes, as the man now in front of Ray said, the guards promised to take each of the women in the slave merchant's carriage home.
　Fortunately, most of the women captured by slave traders are from villages and towns around here.
　The financial burden itself won't be so great.
　If this had been a long way off... it would have been impossible for anyone from a place that would have taken months in a carriage to get them all home.

"Well, as for slave traders... apparently there's no background. When I looked into the bodies and luggage of slave traders, I found out that they were individuals... or a few people, even with their companions."
"I see,"

　The guards' words give Ray a little relief.
　Being a slave reminded me of the country of Levrellina that I had to go some time ago.
　I was wondering if that was the case, but it was not the case, so I felt relieved.

"All the procedures are now complete. Thank you again for exterminating the thieves and illegal slave traders."

　The guard bowed deeply to Ray.
　It's out of gratitude for defeating the notorious Ray, the former Guildmaster Marina of Guillum, and Elena, who is not a party member, but is purely close to the city and dangerous.

"No, don't worry. It's pretty much all going on here, too."I got the thief's treasure. Besides, he was small, but he had a connection with me."
"Innocent? If you don't mind, can I ask you about it?"

　Having been told so, Ray talks about a particular part, since it's nothing to hide.
　The guard frowns uncomfortably when he hears it.
　It was only natural for the guards that the special parts used to treat the disease were not delivered because of the bandits.

"It's... it's a great help to me that I've been hunted down."
"It was a coincidence. I didn't think it was based around here."
"Ah! How can it happen that someone who is even called a thief-eaten happens by accident?"

　Laughing at the guard, Ray gives up on anything more.
　This may also be a negative effect of being famous for having a different name.
　With that in mind, I got out of the guard post and saw him... and Rellie was waiting.

"Have you kept me waiting?"
"Gruly!"

　Rey's words make Seto cry happily, but Relyu is a little disappointed at the end of his time with Seto.
　Watching Rellieu's appearance, Ray was stroking Seto's approaching head with a small smile.
　On the way from Gillum to Goltz, Lerieu was still somewhat self-respecting the act of loving Seto and trying to hide from them that he loved Seto.
　However, it could not have been completely hidden, and it was soon known.
　But it wasn't that obvious at first...I'm on my way back to Gilmoo.
　And when they arrive at Gilm, it's because of Mireinu and other people who love Seto, and a man like Relieu's love for Seto will inevitably be ashamed of themselves.
　That's probably why they want to love Seto enough to reach Gilm.
　He had already stopped trying to hide the act of loving Seto.

(Well, I don't think I could hide it any more on the way to the Goltz.)

　Perhaps he envies Seto for being on good terms with her, but his eyes are mixed with envy.
　Ray asks, understanding it.

"And what happened to the dark elf?"

　The women held by slave traders have already handed over to guards.
　As I told the guards earlier to return to their hometowns.
　But... the dark elf, which had been severely assaulted, was to be taken in by Marina temporarily.
　I guess they had a strong sense of kinship as dark elves there.

"Now that I've finished treating the wound, I think I'm sleeping to recover my strength."
"Well... but what do you think you're going to do with that dark elf?"

　Ray asks, as he heads to the inn with Rellie.
　Ray and Relieu... and Seto's appearance was understandably noticed by the city dwellers.
　Still, Ray and Sett must have been lucky that they didn't get as much response as they did at Somis.

"If you ask me that. I'm always with you in the form of auxiliaries. I don't care much about it."

　Ray nods at Rellieu's words... and eventually arrives at his destination.
　This is definitely a luxury hotel in this city.
　It wasn't because the Reys wanted to be extravagant, but because of the sheer size of the stable that Sett would fit in, this is the chosen place.
　"I left my set with the staff of the inn, went into the inn..."

"Oh, Ray. You're early. Are you done with the procedure yet?"

　Vichela, sitting in a chair talking with Bune, notices Ray and Relieu entering the inn.

"Is that so? I think it took a long time."
"I think it's quite early to hand over that number of people or to think about slave traders. And? What about the profit?"
"That's about it. I didn't want to make any money out of this, so I don't mind."
"Yes,"

　Vichela is not particularly angry or complimented by Ray's words.
　I guess it wasn't a subject that was originally so interested and shaken.
　Vichela's attitude was understood by Ray, so he approaches the Vichelas without any particular concern.
　...and, of course, Vihela stands out very much in this inn.
　Since it was already early in the evening, the people who stayed at the inn would come back and breathe into the beauty of Vihela and the sensual body surrounded by costumes such as prostitutes and dancers, and they would keep each other in check by who would call out to Vihela.
　In the meantime, Ray ignored them and called out to Vichela -- he called out to them -- so for those who were watching the opportunity to speak to him, his presence was not very interesting, if interesting one.
　Still, he wouldn't entangle Ray because Rellieu, who was by Ray's side, clearly looked like a great adventurer.
　Compared to Ray, whose abilities were not visible in appearance, and Vihela, who was dressed to show more of a woman than of strength, Rellieu was a legitimate power.
　Among those who were about to speak to Vihela, the adventurer hesitates to speak to her, judging her to be overwhelmingly superior to him when he sees her.
　The merchant, seeing that the person he employs as his bodyguard or the adventurer is frightened, considers it unsavory to talk to him and refrains from doing so.
　As a result, there was no particular uproar.
　However, they didn't care at all about what was going on around them.

"What is the condition of that dark elf?"
"Marina told me that Ray's portion was effective, and that there would be no problem tonight."

　At first Ray couldn't understand what Vihela was talking about.However, I immediately remember the part I gave Marina in a half-mistake way to avoid her sullenness... at the magic item store in Goltz.

`That portion shouldn't have been so high-ranked,'

　In fact, Ray heard from the clerk that the potion had only a reasonable effect.
　How can it be so effective? ... For Ray, it's only a question.

"Isn't that the effect of Marina's spirit magic? Actually, water spirit magic can recover."
"Synergy, I mean... but if that story is true, I think it could be more widespread."
"If you ask me, I don't know the details. Wouldn't it be better to go to your room and ask Marina directly? I was thinking of going back soon."

　That's what Vihela told her, and she didn't feel the need to stay here in particular, so she nods easily.

"OK, then, shall we go? We should ask Marina what she's going to do with that dark elf. ... She's not from the same hometown as Marina, is she?"

　Vishela nods back to Ray, recalling the village where the world trees exist.

"I hear so. Isn't that because the fewer elves and dark elves seem to have a strong sense of fellowship?"
"Well, a race that has fewer people than a human race naturally has more solidarity."

　Lerieu, who had been listening to Ray and Vichela's words, muttered, and Bune nods back expressionlessly. ... Ray and Vichela are a little uncomfortable and look away.
　This is because Bune is the only one on the wings of the Red Lotus led by Ray who should be called a decent human being.
　Needless to say, Ray is an artificial human being created by the Zepail family with the best of technology, Marina is a dark elf, and Vichela is a former human being who absorbed Ambris.
　Although not a member of the Ray's party, Elena is no longer a human being because she inherited the magical stones of the Ensent Dragon.
　In that sense, only two of Ray's associates can be called decent people.

(It's a very high percentage, isn't it? That's why I'm talking about it.)

　For Ray, since he's in a fantasy different world, he doesn't mean to worry so much about his race.
　For others it should have been no big difference.
　With that in mind, Ray and his men go up the stairs.
　...there was a cry from behind that regretted the disappearance of Vihela, who had no more presence in terms of eye health, but the Reys did not seem to care about it.
　Then she comes in front of the room and knocks lightly, and the door opens and Marina shows up.
　The reason why I can't get in the room is probably because I don't want to show the dark elf's sleeping face.
　If it had been Elena or Vihela, they would have invited him in without a hitch.

"Oh, Ray. What's the matter?"

　Marina was quite calm when she called out to me.
　Of course, I don't think it's completely settled down, but at least I'm not trying to put pressure on people around me.
　Relieved about it, Ray opens his mouth.

"I was wondering how the Dark Elf was injured, and what he was going to do when he left tomorrow."
"Oh, that's no problem. I heard a little about him when he woke up, and he seems to be quite strong, so he can go home alone to his village. ... But he said he'd be careful not to be fooled this time."
"...are you fooled?"
"Yes. When I went out into town, I was treated to drink, and after I drank it, I fell asleep, and before I knew it, I was already caught by slave traders."
"Ah... yes. How can I put that, my condolences?"

　He said so and smiled misrepresenting his discomfort.