The day after encountering thieves and illegal slave traders, the lays were in the sky as planned.
　The Dark Elf case, as Marina said, was to recover from the wound well yesterday and return to the village by herself.
　Ray was thanked for using the lotion, but if he had been told that it was actually because he kept Marina's angry eyes off him... I wonder what would have happened.
　With that in mind, Ray looks up at the sky.
　Clouds are floating here and there, but they are still not cloudy.
　It's definitely fair to say it's clear autumn.

(Come to think of it, I finally cleared the dungeon in a few days, but will I be able to get back to Gilm in time for Gamerion's season?)

　Rey doesn't know whether the word "season" is correct or not at this time.
　But Ray's honest opinion was that it was probably the most appropriate word in the current situation.
　Unless something extraordinary has happened, the gamerion hunt may already have begun.
　Originally, Ray thought he would not be able to participate in this year's Gamerion Hunting, but since Dungeon was able to capture it faster than expected, he has hopes that he will be able to still hunt Gamerion when he returns to Gilm.

"Grull?"

　Determined if she was bothered by Ray's behavior, Seto jumped back and shouted, "What's the matter?"

"No, it's nothing. I just think, if we hurry, we'll still be in time for the gamerion hunt."
"Gururururling!

　catch a gamerion
　The moment Ray says so, Seto flaps his wings violently to speed up his flight.
　What made Seto do that... It's obvious, needless to think.

"Ah... have you done something?"

　It's not surprising that Ray thinks so, but he gives up saying that he can't help it anymore.
　Besides, there was a good chance that we could really make it to the Gamerion hunt.

"But... you're free while you're flying like this. But if you say that, most of the time, you're flagged and your carriage is attacked."

　Just like yesterday's illegal slave traders were attacked by thieves.
　What's more, it's like Ray's double collection in the sense of flags, as he was a band of thieves who attacked the person carrying the special portion he was asked to carry the day before.
　If this happens again, Ray stops thinking about unnecessary things and turns his eyes to the sky.
　It feels like clear air, perhaps because it is approaching from autumn to winter.
　Of course it's not because it's cloudy today.
　It's been a couple of hours... quite different from yesterday, and it's almost noon with absolutely no interruption.
　If you're traveling on the ground, you shouldn't be so easily caught up in trouble as long as you're flying.
　At any rate, he finds a river running through the forest and asks Sett to go down there.
　It's a little cold to have lunch near the river in winter, but the temperature is rather cold today, but the sun doesn't feel that cold either.
　That's why Ray decided to dine near the river.
　He then unloads the cages near the river, and Ray also descends to the ground with Seth.

"Grull?"

　And when he sees Ray getting ready to eat, Seto quills, "Are you not going to catch fish?"
　For Seto, eating in the river and catching fish in the river are probably a set.
　It may also have something to do with the fact that we caught a lot of fish in the sea a little while ago.
　It's not that Ray hates river fish, either.
　Many fish have a different flavor from those of the sea.

"Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!"

　And on the side of Seto, who is about to catch fish, the yellow that has sprang out of the Seto basket is chirping vigorously.
　For Yero, he has faced crabs many times in the sea and in the river, so he has a strong desire to win this time.

"Yero, calm down a little. You can play, but that's only after you eat the lunch Ray prepared. OK?"

　Elena tells him so, as if to tell him, and he looks a little by little.
　I suppose it means that they are well disciplined.
　And... when Seto sees him, he doesn't appeal to Ray to catch any more fish.
　Discipline is like that, but most importantly, delicious food means more to Seto than to play.

"Oh, it's not long before I can work with them like this. I was honestly quite envious of them being able to eat fresh food in the middle of work."

　Ray began to prepare... muttering deeply as he watched the dishes coming out of the mystery ring.
　Lerieu usually acts solo, but by working with Ray and others, she was already accustomed to the extravagance of being able to eat fresh food outside the city.
　...it hasn't really been a month since he started working with them...but it must have been so shocking to hear such words from them.
　If it's just a warm meal, it's possible to make a simple soup using the kind of bonfire, or if you're lucky enough to knock down animals and monsters, you can skewer the meat.
　But... you can only cook amateur food like that's all you can do is do amateur cooking.
　Of course, there are people who have worked in places like restaurants, but such people are far from professional chefs who have trained for many years in cooking.
　It's not enough to take a cook out of town to enjoy the same level of food Ray prepares.
　The cooking facilities themselves need to be carried around, and ordinary adventurers can't afford it, let alone the aristocrats and merchants.
　...a notorious, high-ranking adventurer like Lelieu would have the financial resources and power to imitate him, but it would be difficult for Lelieu, who is working solo, because he would have to protect his cook in the event of a battle.

"I don't care about it. Why don't you go to a labyrinthine city like Egzil and dive into a dungeon, and maybe you'll get an item box... really get an item box?"

　Ray suggests, putting plenty of vegetable and bacon ingredients in each bowl.
　Although Ray, who suggested it, did not expect Rellie to accept it.
　If you're going to a labyrinthine city, that's not the only thing you can do, given how much he loves his wife.
　In other words, I think it means taking my wife Shumin with me, but traveling is physically difficult for ordinary people, and most importantly, whether they can get used to the labyrinthine city or not.
　There is not much difference between a labyrinthine city like Egzil and a remote guillem in terms of many adventurers.
　But the quality of adventurers is very different.
　Most, if not all, adventurers who come to Guillum are above a certain level of skill......however, now that they are building extensions, there are some non-adventurers who would not normally be able to come to Guillum due to lack of course.
　Compared to that, labyrinthine cities are definitely very dangerous as long as there is a dungeon in the city, but they are not really on the frontier.
　Naturally, the number of people who gather will increase, and among them will be a mixture of petty villains who have no power but who work ill will.
　In that sense, however, Gillum has a good scoundrel, but... he is probably more likely to have a smaller proportion, as long as it is the same wherever he is.

"If you think about Shumin's safety, you know, I can't go there alone. If you have a partner like Seto, you can go back and forth freely between the labyrinthine city and Guillem, but I don't have any talent as a tamer."
"He's notorious, and he's a high-ranking adventurer, and he's very few of the adventurers. And he's got a talent for Tamer... honestly, what do you think?"
"What do you think? That's what your leader is like, isn't it?"

　Steamed potatoes are crushed and seasoned with salt and pepper, some of which are cut into small pieces, resembling spinach -- but purple in color -- vegetables boiled into small pieces.
　a dish close to potato salad, though not with mayonnaise
　It's also a slightly unusual dish, although I don't know what kind of hidden flavor it contains, because it has a sour taste similar to that of citrus fruits.
　Ray wasn't the only one who thought so. Elena opened her mouth slightly admiringly, eating the potato salad -- not exactly.















"This food is delicious. Ray, do you remember where you bought it?"
"Oh... I don't know how it was."

　Ray's mystery ring contains a lot of food.
　Of course it's decreasing by eating it every day, but then I'll have them cook it together at a nearby restaurant and try to buy it.
　In other words, I don't remember much about where I bought this dish because of the heavy traffic in and out of the mistling.
　Of course, if it's a dish that's as impressive as udon, it's a different story.

"What? Then, you don't have this dish anymore?"Vihela was probably a little shocked by the delicious potato salad.
　Next to the viola, Bune lowered her eyes slightly and looked shocked.
　Viehla's words must have shocked him, since they were basically expressionless, and not just the atmosphere, but actually the facial expression.
　To calm them down, Ray shakes his head saying it's OK.

"I forgot where you bought it, but you don't have to worry about it because it's still quite a lot."

　When Ray said there was still some potato salad, Vihela and Bune... no, the others looked happy.
　The only thing I regretted was that only Raleu, who would be acting differently from the Reyes once he returned to Gilm.

"Well, there's a lot of subtle hidden flavors, but I don't think you can cook something like that. It's just like that, and it's going to be a few steps down."

　That's Marina, who is the best cook in the world.
　Of course, other people can cook to some extent, but it's really a certain degree, and it's not as good as the marina.

"Really!"
"Yes. I've just told you, but I think it's going to taste a few steps lower than this. ... It's not going to be like a professional."

　Marina's words remind Ray of his time in Japan.
　My friend's sister, who was famous for being a good cook, was trying to recreate the taste of the food she ate out of the restaurant... but as Marina said, she could only cook a few dishes that were inferior in taste.
　Despite being famous as a good cook in the neighborhood, Ray was told that he was still nowhere near his profession.
　...however, I thought it was more than enough for Ray.

"But if you can cook something similar, you can improve it little by little ... eventually it will taste the same."
"Oh, Vihela. Does that mean I should just keep cooking? Well, I quit the guildmaster now, and I'm back as an adventurer, and it's not impossible."

　It wasn't impossible, but that wasn't the only way Vichela would eat potato salad, gently looking away from the marina.