As Grande grew quiet, Ray decided to go to a base to get in touch with for now... but he realized that there was a little problem going there alone.
　If you step in on the spot, there's no problem at all right.
　In this case, however, the main objective is to solve the current situation by catching the person who is involved in the Cobolt case.
　That being the case, we need to keep an eye on it for a while, rather than pierce it directly.
　That doesn't mean Ray is going to keep an eye on himself.
　Ray has a lot to do, including dismantling the gigant turtleneck.

"So I'll go to the guard post to increase the number of people who can move here."
"...what will happen to my safety? If possible, I'd like to refrain from being captured by the guards."

　Grange tells me so, but he has not tried to run away from Ray.
　In this case, Seto, who was far away, would have been able to get caught even if he ran away in the current situation.

"Don't worry. You're supposed to hand over to Gillum's intelligence unit, so I won't hand it over to the guard. But if you do something strange now, it's a different story."

　Grange nods to Ray's words, of course.
　I guess it's because I know my situation is pretty tightrope.

"Then, don't worry. They're professionals in a way. They're suspicious of something, but if I say I'm responsible, they won't go that far."

　The guards are the ones who keep the peace in Gilm.
　And this guillem is not an ordinary city, but a frontier where many adventurers gather.
　To keep such places safe, it is only natural to have an eye for strange movements.
　Then, of course, you can wonder about Grande, who Ray is with.
　...but when Ray intervenes there, the story changes.
　If Ray is responsible, he's likely to miss it.

(If you still don't agree with me, I can say I'm going to put you in charge of eggs. ... Not yet, but I'm actually going to do that.)

　Thinking this way, he leads a reluctant Grange to the guard post.
　The atmosphere around the city seems to be quite brighter than it was yesterday, perhaps because the mud wall incident is spreading from adventurers.
　Even though he knew that Gilm had the power to do anything with a Cobold, he must have been still worried.
　But the mud wall has dispelled the anxiety.
　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
　In addition, since the boundary that normally covers the guillem is not developed at present, it is far from perfect preparation for monsters flying in the sky.
　Still, the former is probably a more obvious threat, given the constant daily attack of Cobolts and the uncertainty of when they will come.
　With that in mind, we move through the city... in front of the guard post.
　Even if Ray didn't say anything, the set he couldn't get in the stuffing room was lying in the empty space... but as it was always the case, Ray didn't seem particular about it and knocked at the stuffing door.

"...I never thought you'd come to the station for something like this."

　As he says so, Grange takes a deep breath to calm himself down.
　And the door opens...

"Huh? Oh, Ray. And there's... a face you don't see. Did something happen?"

　One of the guards who came out of the door looked Ray in the face and told him so.
　As a security guard, Ray has many things to do with him.
　Ray, too, spoke without any particular nervousness, as the security guard who came out of the station was his acquaintance.

"Something has happened, or something has happened..."
"Well, if you can, it will be a matter of great importance to me,"
"Oh, is that so? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

　The moment Ray tells us so, the guards' eyes sharpen.
　Gillum's face as a security guard in charge of peace, not as if he had been comfortable talking to Ray a few seconds ago.

"Really? I'll tell you, it's not a joke?"
"Oh, that's all right. We only have circumstantial evidence now, but it's almost certain."
"...get in. It's not something you can do outside, is it?

　In his conversation with Ray, he must have really decided it was no joke. The guard says so and tells both Ray and Grange to get in the station.
　Ray went into the camp without a sign of particular concern, but it was probably because Grange had done anything so far that he looked a little uncomfortable, but he still couldn't get away from Ray, so he quietly went into it.
　It was not so much a living room... but a place to call a waiting room.
　There were five guards there, except for those who appeared outside, who were now ready to move in case something happened.

"Huh? With Ray... What about you?"

　One of the guards at the waiting station sees Ray and Grange and tells them so.
　The tone was also light, as if Ray had done something, but Ray and the security guard, who had been responding earlier, opened their mouths gravely.

"Ray says it's been a problem with Cobold for a while. It's about the criminal doing it."

　The moment you say that, the guard, who was listening comfortably, took a serious look on his face.
　Naturally it's not just the guards we've been talking about, it's the same with the rest of us.

"Really?"

　Ray nods back to one of the guards asking for confirmation.

"Oh, but the information I have brought is only a clue, and there's no proof that it really leads to the guy behind Coboldt's case."
"Tell me the details,"

　Encouraged, Ray begins by talking about mud walls.
　Naturally, the guards were informed of the mud wall from Gilm, so they don't particularly listen to it.
　No, he seemed to want to hear a lot of things, but now he's decided that it's better to hear about the Cobold case than that.
　Then he commanded the red cloth that came to destroy the mud wall, and eventually destroyed the mud wall to get rid of the red cloths by a flock of cobolts that came out of it.
　That explanation makes the guards look sharp and stern at Grange.
　Obviously, he's a criminal, so it's only natural for a security guard to act.

"Wait a minute. This is to be put in the custody of Mr. Dusker's intelligence, isn't it?"

　As Ray asks confirmation, Grange nods back with a smile that won't change at all when the guard looks at him.

"Yes. I thought it was the best choice. . . . . and, let me tell you, I have not yet committed any crime in Guilm?"

　Guillum's unique point of view makes the guards look even sharper.
　In other words, it was as good as confessing to committing some crime in another village, city, or city.
　But before one of the guards can say anything, Ray starts talking again.

"As I have said, this is to be left with Egg... Mr. Dusker. Anyway, Grande has given me important information about the Cobolt case. Can't we thank him for that?"

　Even without the word plea bargain itself, such a thing is common practice.
　That being the case, Ray says, Grande has not committed any particular crime since coming to Gillum, so let's not miss it.When Ray says something, some of the guards in the room try to say, but the guards who bring Ray here stop... speak to Ray.

"For the time being, we understand, but the report needs to be well written. I don't know how to judge it after reading it... Is that all right?"
"Oh, that's all right. I'll get Egg through here, and he'll naturally get through there."

　In fact, the intelligence services led by Egg are always understaffed.
　If you know that someone is going to be ready for business, you should definitely talk to your boss... in this case, Dusker.

(Well, I was told that Gilm didn't do anything, and I don't think it's a problem... but if you commit a major crime outside Gilm, Egg will judge you better than I do.)

　Thinking so, Ray and the security guard exchange glances... and then the security guard breathes out small breaths.
　For the time being, he probably decided to trust what Ray said.

"Well, I didn't see Red Cloth in this case for a while, and I always thought he had left the guillem."

　To the muttering guard, the others nod their agreement.

"As far as I heard of the red cloth that I came into contact with, it seems that he was sheltered by someone who had some bad feelings for Gilm. ... Come to think of it, a woman who seemed to have something to do with the red cloth that he caught before it snowed... What is wrong with her? Wouldn't she have any information about it?"
"Oh... she was taken to the lord's house, and then sent to the royal capital. She was causing trouble everywhere else, and that seems to be the relationship."

　The guardsman told me so, but from his expression he didn't seem to believe the whole thing.
　Maybe it's because we've had several experiences before that the person we've captured will disappear for some reason.
　Dusker is not amused by such an act, but in the end, he is often helpless with the title of count or head of a neutral faction.

"I see. I thought it was very likely that you knew something because you were involved in red cloth."

　That's what Ray says, and he exchanges information with the guards again.
　The exchange of information was over in about half an hour, by which time the guards, who had not been in the room before, were gathering and listening to Ray.

"...that's why anyone knows what Grande calls a disposable base over there?"

　Ray asked, but unexpectedly more than half of the guards in the room knew.
　No, I'm patrolling the city every day as a guard of Gilm, so it's only natural to know.

"Then...what should I do? If the bases are disposable, I think there is little point in attacking them, and I think it's better to watch them and follow the people involved."

　Ray originally came to the guard post to ask for it.
　And the guards nodded to Ray's opinion, and the superior dog beast spoke.

"All right. Then I'll adopt Ray's opinion. It's probably the easiest way to get a clue."
"Oh, but why don't you hire a thief or someone to break in?"

　One of the guards says so, but the dog beast shakes its head.

"If you're an ordinary criminal organization, you can do that, but I don't know what they're going to do, but they're going to... they're going to be able to manipulate the covolts that much. They're more likely to get caught, and if they get caught, they're going to find out they're being suspected."

　Unable to refute the remark, the security guard who proposed sending the bandits into silence.
　Perhaps it was because of the strong persuasion of the dog's beasts.

"Well, no one else has an opinion, then I'll think about the assignment right away.

　Ray would stare no further at the guards who would consult him.