Lunch time is over, and I've started work in the afternoon for a while.
　The sky was so bright that I couldn't believe it was winter now.
　Clouds are floating, but they are not snowclouds, they are white clouds.

(It looks like a cloud, but... wouldn't it be possible to do that unless it's summer? Weather conditions?)

　Although it was completely a vague knowledge, the sight of clouds floating like entrance clouds is not so bad for Ray.
　It would be a problem if it snowed, but now it doesn't look like that at all.
　...and yet winter is winter.
　Even though the weather is nice and the sun shines warm for winter, the cold is still winter-like, forcing the body to cool down.

(Why don't we magically make a big bonfire? Well, if that happens, it's only the people nearby who are warm. Moreover, from the perspective of guillem, it could look like a fire or something.)

　I'll dismiss the bonfire at once.
　Or if this was a somewhat sealed space and air-replaceable place, we could have set a bonfire and warmed it up to a certain extent... no matter how many bonfires we had outside, it was certain that it was not very warm.
　Then watch the demolition of the gigant turtleneck.
　The demolition of the snow monkey had already been completed in the morning, and its materials had already been stored in the mistling.

"Ray, what are you going to do now?"

　Watching the demolition of the Gigant Turtle, Vihela, who was next to me, suddenly asks so.
　However, even though Vichela was next to him, she was not looking at the dismantling of the Giant Turtle, but at a monster approaching from around her.
　Vichela probably wants to be seen as a snow monkey-sized monster. Unfortunately, most of the monsters that appear today are covolts.
　The reason why he is not so displeased is probably because of the morning battle with snow monkeys.

"Whatever you say, there's nothing to be done. I don't think there's any magic items hidden at the site of the extension."
"Oh, are you finally going to drop the magic item theory?"
"There's no way,"

　Rey doesn't really know how to find the magic item, even though she immediately responds to Vichela's words.
　Even so, the reason why I stick to the magic item theory is probably because I would like to have such magic items if possible.

(It's quite convenient depending on how you use it, for example, when you're hunting for thieves, because you can collect the covolts and listen to simple orders like where to go.)

　One of Ray's hobbies is bandit hunting.
　There are many ways to use it, such as collecting cobolts to break into a thief's hideout, or fleshing walls or abandoned pieces when encountering a herd of monsters.

(It's not limited to the Vestian Empire, but the possibility of a war has not disappeared.)

　Basically, Ray was more about quality than quantity, but I don't mean to underestimate quantity.
　Even if it's a cobolt-sized monster, it's a pretty handy thing to use.
　That's why Ray wants the reason for this incident to be a magic item.

"Well, if Ray thinks so, I don't mind, but don't forget the possibility of anything other than magic?"
"Oh, that's... Huh?"

　Ray tries to return words to Vihela, but suddenly stops moving.
　Because from Gilm, I noticed that someone was running on a horse.
　Now, if the horse was an adventurer or something, he wouldn't have been particularly concerned.
　Some will join the demolition later, just like the Vihelas did yesterday.
　Of course they receive less money and the amount of meat in their gigant turtles than those who have worked since morning.
　At any rate, if the approaching adventurer was an adventurer, Ray didn't seem particularly concerned, but when it comes to Lenora, the story changes.
　Lenora, Ray's man, comes running on horseback.
　It was clearly an abnormal situation.

(You've been able to ride a horse, haven't you? And you're quite used to it.)

　I think a little bit of that, but soon Ray calls out Seto, who was lying a little far away and enjoying the warm sunshine for winter.

"Set!"

　Seto, who had been sunbathing a moment earlier, immediately gets up and runs when Ray calls him.
　If you know what Ray wants you to do with just one word, it doesn't stop completely, it just slows down a bit.
　Does Ray understand Seto's behavior? He jumps quickly onto Seto's back as he passes by him.

"Renora is coming from Gilm. Go over there."
"Gruly!"

　Seto sings quickly and starts running towards Lenora.
　Even though it's some distance, it's a set.
　In about 10 seconds we reached the side of the horse with Lenora on it...

"Shaking".

　Naturally, the horse is frightened by Seto's approach and stops moving.
　For an average horse, it is nothing short of fear that an absolute strongman like Seto will come at his own attention.
　or, if it were a horse towing a guild carriage, he might have acted with Sett, and might have been a little accustomed to it."This was the first time Lenora had encountered Seto, not such a horse.
　However, for Ray, who came to inquire from Lenora, it was a very welcome thing.

"Mr. Ray!"

　Lenora, too, knew who was going to ride the set, so she screamed without any hesitation.

"What's going on!? Lenora's arrival means you've got something to do with me, haven't you?"
"Yes. Actually, I heard from a guard..."

　With the words, Ray is convinced that his prediction of why Lenora came all the way to the country was right.
　I was told that if anything happened in the Cobold case, I would immediately let myself know through the guild.
　Still, I never expected Lenora to come.
　I had expected to send guild workers who were working under the table, or who were more accustomed to rough situations.
　...and Ray's closest friend -- Kenny might complain -- might have been the guild's purpose to show that Lenora had something in plain sight.

"It's a case of Cobold, isn't it?"

　That's all I know about the call from the guards.
　Still, maybe not, so I asked... the next moment Lenora nods quickly.

"Yes. The guards who were watching everything were attacked and injured. Fortunately, no one seemed to have died, but there were many broken bones."
"...that's it,"

　It was a little unexpected for Ray that he would attack a security guard in Guillum so proudly.
　If I had noticed that the base was being watched, I would have expected that I would never use it again.

"Yes, and I'm glad the guard came to the guild to let Mr. Ray know about this as soon as possible."

　Lenora had expected that he would probably be here because he had asked for the demolition of the Gigant Turtle.
　In fact, Ray was here by chance, as he had been travelling to and from many different places.
　Actually, I was walking around the guillem in the morning.

"Okay, then I'll be heading to the guard post right away. That's all right with yesterday's post, right?"
"Yes, I don't think that's a problem."

　Gilm is considered to be a city, but it was virtually a quasi-city.
　For that reason, dozens of guard posts in the guillem...maybe more than that.
　When Lenora asks where to go, Ray gives Sett a signal.Understanding the signal, Seto leaves Lenora there for Gillum.

"Then I'll go first!"
"Yes!"

　And then we had a brief conversation... Seth arrives at the main gate of Gilm in a really short time.
　The guards at the main gate knew that the guards had been attacked and that Lenora had gone out to call Ray, so they didn't have to waste their time as usual and went through the process of entering the guillem quickly.

"Please!"

　After nodding to a brief remark from the guard, Ray leaves the set and heads to the station.
　If he had stayed in Seto, he would have arrived at the station that early... if he did so, the inhabitants of Gilm could be confused about what had happened, and some people might fall over in surprise at Seto's run.
　Still, judging from the way Ray and Sett are now, people around them must have understood that they are in a hurry.
　There were many people who seemed to play with Seto, but each of them endured it.
　Some tried to play with Seto without considering Ray's convenience, but fortunately those around him stopped him.
　...very, very fortunately.
　If you tried to speak to Seto without stopping, he would probably ignore you... in some cases you would have heard a grumpy groan.
　It was always a lovely set, but Ray was still the top priority.
　The one who interferes with Ray is naturally recognized as the one he hates.
　Anyway, Ray and Sett, who have made their way unencumbered by anyone, eventually arrive at the guard post that came in the morning.
　There are unusual people standing in front of the station.
　His expression was not grim, but he didn't hide his nervousness.
　The guard, who was on guard for any suspicious approach, looked a little relieved the moment he saw Ray and Sett.

"Anything, the one who was watching was attacked?"
"Oh, fortunately, the people who attacked me were red cloth, and nobody was so seriously injured, but the building I was using was badly damaged. For now, go in and ask me more about it."

　Ray nods at the guard's words and leaves Seto there to enter the station.

(Come to think of it, you said you rented the building you were using as a lookout. I wondered why you looked so displeased.)

　The guards in the station remain stern, perhaps because they don't have to worry about going out in public unlike the outside.

"You were attacked?"

　Ray already understood the situation, but he still asks the guards to learn more about it.
　The guards look displeased at Ray's words.
　But Ray is so involved in this case that he can't pretend to hide the situation.

"Oh, I don't know how they found out you were watching, but you've been attacked with all your might."
"And again, red cloth? ... Is there a survivor of red cloth that Grande led?"
"I'm sorry, but we don't know about that. We've caught most of the red cloth that attacked us."
"Can you check with Ray later?"

　The guard's remark stifled Ray... eventually shook his head.

"I'm sorry, but you'd better stop it. I don't remember the faces of the red-cloth guys, either. If you've had some conversations with them, it's still impressive."

　For Ray, that's just a mass-produced, chimpy red cloth, and his face is quite dim.
　If you look at the red cloths caught in such a situation, you can't tell if they really are the red cloths you encountered yesterday.
　Ray refused because he could make a fatal mistake if he didn't do it well.
　Can the guards understand Ray's feelings? They are quick to agree on the matter.
　If the guards were to be in the same position as Ray, it would have been subtle whether they could remember the face of a red cloth.
　Then a subtle atmosphere spread through the stuffing station.