Grange, whose neck was held back by Ray, was unable to move, but he told Ray to let go, perhaps because he had really given up.
　But Ray doesn't seem to let Grange go, holding him by the back of his neck.

"If you want me to leave you alone, shall I ask you to answer my question first? You can afford it, can you?"
"Even so... it's winter and there's snow on the ground, and if I stay pressed to the ground, my body will cool down."
"I suppose. But if you give me the right information, I don't have to hold this position forever. ... Now, so what did you think of getting the red cloths to break down the mud wall?"

　That's not what Ray wanted to know most... but if he really had the information he wanted... and if he had the information, he was willing to tell it to himself, the question was a safe one.

"No matter what you ask me to think... if I were to think about it normally, wouldn't I have wanted to put Cobold in the guillem?"
"Why do you do that?"
"Well... I'm afraid I don't know everything unless I'm so trusted by them."

　In one word, Ray stresses Grange's grip on his neck.
　Of course, Grange feels it, and he starts talking in a hurry, wondering if he thought he would break his neck.

"It's not that we don't have any other information. For example... if we destroy the mud wall, it's only natural that the covolts overflow from there. They told us to use them to clean up the red cloths."
"...what?"

　Ray stops grabbing his neck, perhaps because of the unexpected words he uttered.

"Why are you getting rid of the red-cloth people? Aren't they using them as limbs? ... Well, they've become too famous in a bad way."

　As far as Ray knew, the red cloths were making a lot of noise.
　In fact, it would be clear to see that one of the groups we had previously glared at was a man of red cloth.
　In other words, it was clear that even if some action was taken, it could easily be detected as a red cloth, making it difficult to use as a hand piece.
　But... nevertheless, everything is useful.
　If you're an undisclosed entity, you could have used it behind the scenes... where it didn't really come to light.
　Nevertheless, if what Grange is saying is true, he was going to collectively dispose of the red cloths that were supposed to be hand pieces.

"Well, I don't know the details, either, but it was a little as if it had been done."
"...done the business? Then did you get any other hand pieces?"
"I don't know about it either, but it's true that they were trying to get rid of them."

　They say it's a punishment, but it means killing men.
　Still, Grange didn't show any sign of guilt and said so.

(Why? Do I need to cut off a piece of hand so easily, even if I have a new piece of hand? No matter how much I use it. Wait. I heard from the guards that red cloth wasn't about 30 people like before. So, to cut off a useless piece of red cloth? ... Can you agree with that?)

　I feel somehow convinced, so I'll leave that point alone for now.
　Indeed, in this case, it would have been a great deal to say that if you look at the red cloths' reactions to Ray, they could have been classified as useless.

"Well, for the time being, you can agree on that point. ... Then next. How do you get in touch with the person you've been asked to do so? Or you can get in touch with them."

　Ray was surprised to hear that he was going to clean up the red cloth, but this was actually more accurate information.
　Once the contact information is known, that means there's someone behind the red cloth, and it's more likely that Ray is calling Cobold in some way -- he hasn't given up the magic item theory yet.
　That's the absolute information you need to know.
　...however, it is not so fatal, as Ray built the mud wall, and most of the Cobolts are no longer able to enter the guillem.
　There is no particular problem at the scene of the demolition of the Gigant Turtle, as the guards are knocking it down.
　In fact, it was very important for Dusker, the guild, and the inhabitants of Guillum that there was much less fear of Kobolt entering the city.

"Well, that's... a matter of my credit, and I don't want to say it if I can."

　Grante asks Ray, but instead of answering, Ray strengthens his grip on his neck.

"Oops! I see! I'll tell you, I'll tell you, so relax a little!"

　Grange says flusteredly, as his grip almost breaks his neck.
　But if Grange's mouth had been a little harder, he wouldn't have really broken his neck.
　Because Grange is finally... really a clue to the Cobold case that I finally found.
　That being the case, there was no way he would have killed the clue.
　It was imperative to make me think that if I didn't answer, I'd be killed.
　Fortunately, though, Grange knows rightly how extraordinary Ray is.
　That's probably why I felt like talking like this without really threatening it.

"I see. I'm glad you listened to me calmly. ... So I'll repeat it. Where are you going to get in touch with the person you requested?"
"...the way to contact them is to go directly to their hiding place, but I think that's just where I go to contact them, and that's really where they're based. At least when I'm in the house, there was little sign of anyone."
"Don't be cautious. No, given the fact that you hire people, it's natural."

　If you were going to use a truly trustworthy, child-rearing subordinate, it would have been a good idea to have a separate place to come into contact with someone who would only contract for a request.
　In the first place, even though it's a cobolt, it's trying to lure monsters into the guillem.
　If found, they would definitely be caught and executed.
　With that in mind, it was only natural that there was no option for me not to take precautions here...

"What do you do? The place I know is just a temporary base. Do you still want to hear it?"
"Of course. Even if it's a temporary base, it won't change. If you look at the people who are going in and out of it, it should be a clue."
"... All right,"

　Grange nods softly, though still holding his head, perhaps determined that he can no longer deceive.

"I'm going to talk. Can you let go of my neck? It's too cold to talk like this."

　Lying on the cold ground deprives you of more strength than you think.
　Grange understood it...or maybe because he realized it.

(Well, what should I do? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

　Decide so and let go of the back of the neck you were holding.
　Perhaps the reason why he was preparing to react as soon as he moved was because of the decision to catch him immediately when he ran away.
　However, Grange doesn't think he can escape Ray under the current circumstances.
　I was able to find myself in perfect circumstances, even if I was in hiding.
　That's where Ray was right in front of me... he was lying on the winter ground until recently, and he was chilled to the core.
　There is no way I can escape from Ray in that condition.
　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . that I would have run away.

"I have no complaints about this." ...And where is the base where you're going to contact?""It's not far from the slum. Do you know a general store called Mishun's? From there..."

　That's what Grande says, and she honestly explains the location of her base.
　But that's just what Grande says, and it's not clear yet whether there's really a base in the place described... or whether there's a base in use, even if there's a base, it's not yet clear.

"Well, then, I'll be there at once, and I'll have you join me."
"Will you excuse me? I'm employed right now. But when I talk about my employer's information, I don't look good in many things like that."
"Well, I know where you explained it to me, but when I actually go there, I think I need to see if it's really used... or if it's not a trap? ...Above all, I think you're quick to worry about the future."

　Ray told me so, but the words were not exaggerated.
　I was hired by someone who was pretending to bring Cobold into the city... and understand it.
　As a matter of course, handing over to a guard would certainly be a serious crime.

"Can't you do something about it with your notorious influence? I think it's quite helpful to look like this."

　Grange, pretentious as he tells her, has a serious smile in his eyes.
　It's natural. If you don't do something about it here, as Ray says, you won't have a future.
　That being the case, I had to get Ray to talk to me.

"Well, well... then, I can think about it a little, though there's hardly any place I can introduce you to."

　Ray remembered Gilm's... and the eggs behind the neutrals under Dusker.
　Originally, many of Egg's men have a guilty past.
　What is needed as a so-called intelligence organization is its ability.
　That's why, as long as there are many dangers and death risks, the wear rate is inevitably high.
　That's why it's not uncommon for people to be hired for such jobs, even if they have some personality problems... and even if they have a gloomy past.
　However, it seemed to Ray that it would be a good fit for Grange, who was confident in his ability, as long as he had an arm.
　...though I had no idea whether he would allow such a job.

(If you don't want that... you can leave it to the guards for now. That's all I can offer you.)

　Seeing Ray think that way, Grange gets a chill down his spine for a moment but the cold.
　But you still know you can't do anything about it in your present circumstances.
　He opens his mouth with the same smile as before, without showing any signs of anxiety.

"Well, that's what I'd like you to do for now,"
"All right. . . . . and of course you're coming with me, aren't you?"
"Yes. ... Now that this has happened, I think that's the best choice."

　If Grange had not only been hired, but also had strong loyalties, he would not have betrayed them so easily... unfortunately, Grange was really just hired.
　It was natural for Grange to put his own safety before his employer.
　Not to mention Ray, nicknamed crimson, in front of him, and Seto, a Gryphon, who is not here but nearby.
　Until a little while ago, I thought that even if Ray and Sett were against each other, they would not be able to fight and win, but they would not be able to be found behind closed doors... but their confidence was shattered.

"Well, then, let's go at once. If you take a bad time here, you'll be suspected over there."

　Yes, Ray told me.