Watching the mud wall, Ray and Sett were patrolling to see how adventurers were fighting against Cobold.
　It's because of hopes that many of the fighting cobolts may be rare or superior.
　However, since adventurers were already fighting, even if Cobold was a rare or superior species, he could not imitate it.
　Or perhaps the number of adventurers has decreased, or maybe... I thought there might be some rare or superior species of Cobboldt walking about it.

"In the end, it was the usual Cobold who was fighting."
"Glu".

　At Ray's muttering, Seto chants regretfully.
　Ray continues, caressing her encouragingly.

"Perhaps I was lucky enough to step on my fellow co-bolts and cross the mud wall, or ... I was found hiding in building materials yesterday without being knocked down."

　I didn't know if Cobold was staying quiet overnight, but the possibility was undeniable.
　But it's not impossible, given that there are more Cobolts over the mud wall than Ray expected.

"That would be bad for those who were in front of the mud wall,"

　One man complained to Ray about the reduced number of cobolts to be knocked down.
　For the man, it's safe to think that the current situation is not bad at all...
　However, the number of covolts will surely decrease compared to when there were no mud walls.
　With that thought in mind, I was returning to the scene of the demolition of the Giant Turtle... suddenly Seto stopped and looked forward.
　Less than a few seconds after Seto stopped, Ray heard a rant coming from the front... and, most importantly, he noticed a sign of strangeness.

(What? It doesn't mean that it's a battle against the Cobold... is there a fight between adventurers over the Cobold? No, but there's no sign of it...)

　For a moment, I thought it was a fight over a dwindling number of Kobolts, but there were clearly a lot of people.
　No, it was too much.
　Ray didn't know what was going on, but if he still felt a hint of murder ahead of him, he couldn't leave it alone.
　No, as long as you are an adventurer, you are basically responsible for yourself, but if you leave it as it is, it is likely that many people will die before the self-responsibility, and it is bad aftertaste to abandon it.
　Most importantly, if trouble arises here, the dismantling of the Giant Turtle could have a negative impact.

"Here we go, Seto. Let's finish the trouble quickly...Ah, but if I go back to where I'm dismantling the gigant turtleneck, Vichela will probably be angry. Then, should I waste a little more time? Anyway, I'm going to finish the trouble right away."
"Gruly!"

　He was choked at Ray's words, and one and one of them ran on the ground toward the voice... and towards the dangerous atmosphere.
　And what I saw was... more people than I expected.
　It was a scene of about ten and thirty people facing each other.
　What surprised Ray more than anything was that the ten were earlier in front of the mud wall.
　The group of about thirty people facing it, and those who look ugly.
　The next thing Ray looked at was a group of about thirty.
　The whole group consists of young men in their teens and twenties, and, what's more, everyone has an axe in their hands.
　It's clearly an unfit weapon to fight against Cobold.
　Cobold is basically quick to move and therefore not suited to fighting with heavy weapons such as axes and clubs.
　A man of comparable ability is the other way around, but from Ray's perspective, every man of about thirty was definitely weak.

(Is it a tactic to take advantage of the advantage of numbers to give someone a blow to Cobold? No, but Cobold? The number is already decreasing by the mud wall, and it should not be a good profit to knock him down by that number of people.)

　While thinking this way, I speak to the two opposing groups, thinking that maybe I came to confirm the cooperation.

"It's a very dangerous atmosphere, but what the heck happened?"

　At that moment, two groups of people turn their eyes to Ray, telling him not to interrupt half-reflectively... and look astonished when they find out that it was Ray who had spoken to them together.
　A group of about ten were surprised at why Ray was here, who had left the mud wall before them... and the group of about thirty looked as if they had seen through what they were doing.

"Why are you still here?"

　The first person to call out so was the man who complained to Ray in front of the mud wall.
　Ray says to such a man, caressing his neighbor's set.

"I'm just trying to figure out how many covolts there are here doing some extensions."

　To be exact, I was looking around with a small expectation that there might be rare or superior species of Cobold, but I didn't bother to mention it here.

"So? I'm afraid I'll repeat the question, but what are you all doing with a dangerous atmosphere?"
"Well, that's..."

　The man who was talking to Ray hesitated for a moment, but he looked at the men holding the axe and tried to say something...

"Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh

　One of the men with the axe screams before Ray opens his mouth.
　Those who have axes...now don't wear their distinctive red cloths, and those who should be called ex-red cloths know who Ray is, of course.
　No, on the contrary, some were even caught by Ray when he was raging as a red cloth... ...though he didn't notice at all that some of the former red cloths had caught him, because he wasn't considered a particularly important person, and there were many similar people.
　That's why Ray is acting in such a way that he thinks it's absolutely troublesome if he finds out who he is.
　She screams, as if she had forgotten that she was in front of Ray, a man she couldn't defeat.
　...the large number of our own people may be influencing in this case.
　But the man's attitude disbelieved Ray.
　If you know yourself, it's understandable that you want them to disappear as soon as possible, because there's no chance of winning a fight here.
　I could do it, but when I looked at it this way, it seemed clear that there was something else to feel about it.

"Why do you want me to be gone so soon?"
"That's true,"

　Ray's question was answered by the man who complained to Ray in front of the mud wall.
　The man continues his words, not worrying about the group of men with axes glaring at him to shut up.

"Ray doesn't seem to notice them, but they're the red-cloths who were raging in guillem before it snowed."
"...what?"

　with a pinch
　The man's words stop Ray's movement.
　That's what Ray thought, albeit half-intentionally, might be using magic items or something to attract Covolt.
　At the man's words, Ray sees men with axes... men with red cloth... suddenly he realizes.

(Wait. Why are they here?)

　When I first saw the two groups here, I thought the group with the axe had come here to confirm their cooperation in the fight.
　But when it comes to red cloth, the story changes dramatically.
　Red cloth, axe, magic items to attract Kobolt, and mud walls to prevent Kobolt from entering.
　They are combined... ...with a smile on his face at the red cloths.
　However, it is appropriate to say that the smile is not a normal smile, but a smile.
　The red cloths that are turned on their smiles... not only the red cloths, but also the group of people who had been arguing with the red cloths before, have a cold spine.
　It's as if I've had some snow in my back that's still piled up around me.
　If you move a little, you could be attacked by Ray.
　Under such strain, Ray suddenly opens his mouth.

"I'll ask you just in case... you don't say that you're here to break down the mud wall I've built, do you?

　As he asks, Ray predicts that the information he has and the way the men focus on the axe in front of him probably won't be wrong.
　In fact, the men on red cloth were silent on Ray's words.

"What's wrong with you? If you don't, can you be honest with me? Otherwise, I won't be able to take any measures."

　What specific measures should be taken?
　It was obvious to the men in red cloth.
　They soon realized that they had been ordered to tear down the mud wall, but it is clear from Ray's appearance that they would never believe it."Gruly!"

　Seeing these red-clothed men, Seto shrieks sharply as he watches next to Ray.

"Huh!"

　They were red cloths that had stirred up the inhabitants of Gilm, but they still did such a thing by doing evil things.
　If a Gryphon, like Seto, becomes sullen, his legs may tremble as soon as possible.
　Some of the red cloths had seen Seto playing with children in the streets, but the set he was doing now in front of them didn't show the innocence of the time.
　When Ray sees such people in red cloth, he smiles and then opens his mouth.

"What's wrong with you? You should be honest or Seto will be in a worse mood."
"Oh, okay! I'll tell you! I'll tell you, stop it!"
"Hey, you fool! You know what's going to happen if you do such a thing.

　When one of the men, instead of his usual round eyes, shouts a sharp look as if he were looking at prey, another man nearby shouts a rebuke.
　Naturally, we know that the people who employed us are not decent people.
　A normal person wouldn't even hire someone to make things worse.
　The market price is determined that there are circumstances in which such things cannot be made public.
　I understand that, but... that's why I can anticipate what you'll do if you try to betray the person you're hiring.
　At the very least, it would be impossible to end with verbal warnings.
　That's why I was frustrated by the man's actions, who shouted at Ray, but now that I've told him that there's a clear betrayal, it's nothing but too late.

"Well, then... well, let me know what you were going to do."

　Tell me.
　The man who looked at me like that was the one who screamed at Ray.
　Because he betrayed his colleagues first, there is a feeling that no matter what he says here, he won't be able to trust him anymore... even though he understands that some of the people around him are staring at him, he says he.

"Well, I've been told to destroy the mud wall you've made."

　The remark was not so surprising to Ray, but unbelievable to a group of men who complained to him in front of the mud wall.

"Stupid! Breaking the mud wall means putting the covolt in the guillem again!"

　It was the man who complained about Ray who shouted so at the men's words.
　Ninglei was surprised at the man's remark.
　This man would have been unhappy that Ray had built the mud wall.
　When I think about the words of those days, I don't think I'll be dissatisfied with the words of the men on red cloth.
　But at once he judged that there was more to be asked of the men of red cloth... and turned his gaze on the men of red cloth.