Ray and Vihela go down the hall.
　Their gaze captures one existence.
　It's a door.
　So far, there have been only basements where the expression "preserve" is appropriate, and there have been no other doors, except paintings or artworks in the corridors.
　If it's an ordinary house, it's obviously strangely constructed.
　But in this case, it's not that strange.
　This is because the estate is probably the home of the current Cobolt outbreak in Guillum...and the other Cobolt incident that is invading Guillum endlessly, and, above all, the pink tentacles Ray saw in the underground space.
　That is why neither Ray nor Vichela, though questionable, did so by saying it was particularly strange.
　It would be impossible not to question the appearance of a door in such a mansion that is now in front of Ray and Vichela's eyes.

"What shall I do?"
"We don't have the option of stopping here or going back."

　In Rey's words, Vihela simply says so.
　Ray also nods to Viehla's words.
　I've just heard about it, but considering Vihela's personality, it's unlikely that she would choose anything other than going straight.

"Then shall we go?"

　We confirm each other's intentions through a brief exchange of words and head towards the door.
　At present, Ray holds a spear of death size and a spear of twilight, respectively.
　If you were climbing the stairs, you could not imitate the use of a long scythe or spear because of its narrowness, but you could wield a long object in this corridor.
　...and of course, as it was in the house, Ray would have to shake his head if he had been asked whether he could make full use of the merits of twilight spears and death-size.

"I wonder what kind of partner you have,"
"What kind of person do you have? There's a possibility that there's a civil servant."

　Ray told me jokingly, but it's far from impossible.
　As long as you think about such a big plan and put it into practice, you will naturally have a lot of paperwork to do, and you won't be able to let it go without thinking.
　If so, it is not surprising that some of the people planning this case have such abilities.
　...and Vihela seemed to be plainly weak when she heard it.
　It was obvious that the reason for this was that, despite the expectation of a battle against a strong opponent, the option of civil servant emerged there.

"Don't say too much to me, sir. ... For the time being, I'm sure there's no such thing as unattended."

　The approach of the door must have felt the presence of people at the end of it.
　Vihela says so with anticipation.
　However, being inside is not always as strong a partner as Vihela wants, given that she only felt a hint.
　At any rate, even though Ray's words give a slightly unpleasant feeling, Vihela opens the door... half reflexively brings her armored hand in front of her face.
　Almost at the same time as the Vihela's movement, high-pitched metallic sounds echoed around.
　Ray looked at the floor and saw a long hand rolling there.
　Moreover, seeing the tip of the long hand wet with some liquid, it was obvious that it was not water, but poison.

"Oh, that's a very interesting way of welcoming you."I like it."
"Oh, come into this place. It's troublesome."

　Watching Vihela outside the door, Ray understands from a voice coming from inside the room that it was a man inside.
　I guess that's the other person who let go of the long hand.
　Did Ray or Bune throw it by hand, or did he throw it with some tool?
　Ray didn't know about it, but his words and actions definitely made him an enemy.

(the mastermind's men, and perhaps the same kind of men who guarded yesterday's mansion and attacked Vihela to-day.)

　Ray outside the room couldn't see the face of the person inside, but I could still make that prediction.

"Vihela, what shall I do?"
"I'm sure I'll do it. That's why I'm here."

　Say so easily to Ray, and Vihela goes straight into the room.
　For Vihela, who uses fighting as a weapon, fighting in the room doesn't bother her.
　On the contrary, fighting was more advantageous in terms of how to handle weapons when fighting against opponents who used weapons such as long or long swords used by Ray.
　If a person with a weapon has the skill to attack him unilaterally, then that's another story.
　...but when Ray moves to the front of the door and looks into the room, he sees a dagger in the man's hand facing Vihela, and decides that he is almost equal in arms.
　Dagger is by no means an excellent weapon.
　However, in terms of ease of handling, it is superior to many weapons, including long swords and spears.
　And when it comes to fighting in the room, the ease of handling is of course important, and there's no doubt that you'll be able to compete even with the fighting Vihela.

"The long hand I had just mentioned was good, but isn't it unwise to say ... poison?"
"Oh, what are you talking about? You can win a fight, let alone a fight, but it's not a fight, it's killing each other, is it? Then it wouldn't be a problem to use poison."
"...that's my taste. I'm a little disappointed. I'd have liked to fight a hot-blooded opponent if possible."
"Well, then you'll go home..."

　You may go home.
　Normally, that's the way the word goes, but the man suddenly starts to move in the middle of the word.
　It's a perfect blow that a normal opponent would have taken unawares.
　However, that's only the case with an ordinary partner, and Vihela is not an ordinary partner at all.
　Attacks fired at me... not cut, but the fastest attack, using a dagger of maneuverable lightness.
　Moreover, the blade of the dagger is wet with the same poison as the long hand, and if it is slightly damaged by the blade, it will certainly bring about the worst consequences for Vihela.
　Though such a fatal thrust, Vihela avoids the man's blow with minimal movement.
　Even in a room with all sorts of furniture, the movement doesn't seem to be difficult at all.
　By using furniture such as chairs and desks, Vihela continues to fight against men.
　Ray was watching the battle, but suddenly he turned his gaze to the corridor.
　But it wasn't the person who came, it was the direction that we went.
　At the end of his gaze... three men, to be exact, appeared down the hall.
　One was a muscular big man, one thin man, and the last average man in terms of physically speaking.
　These were the three men, but only the average man had a distinctly superior presence to the other two.
　Is it natural for the other two to follow such a man, especially without thinking.

"Well, I thought you might come to this house one of these days, but it was much earlier than I expected. I think you might be wary of coming here during the summons. ... What do you think?"

　A man of average build... the most important man talks to Ray.
　The glance was fleeting, but Vichela was probably directed into the room where she was fighting because she knew exactly what was going on there.

"I don't know what you think. Now that a fellow with a red cloth came from here yesterday, it's only natural to look into it?"
"Well, that's what happens. d*mn, you're pretty quick to move. If you could get a little stronger, I could have quietly withdrawn."
"I suppose that's why the guards decided to move the next day. ... Your failure is that you didn't withdraw from here yesterday. You could still have had some leeway yesterday."

　Rey's words make the man look disgusted... really disgusted.
　A man would have liked to have done so, but for various reasons he could not have done so.

"Well, I thought I'd like to do that, but... as I'm in charge of this case, I can't imitate you to simply desert the others and run away with yourself, can I?"Ray is a little surprised at what he says.
　I knew from the content of the conversation that the person in front of me was in a certain position.
　But from what we've just said, it's not that you're in a certain position... you're the greatest figure in the Kobolt case and in the pink tentacles Ray fought yesterday.

"Oh, I thought he was in a certain position, but I can't believe the boss would come out directly."
"Well, I wasn't supposed to come out yet... but if Ray was a big shot, I'd have to come out."

　Ray opens his mouth with a slightly amusing expression at the man's words, calm and even smiling.

"Then it sounds as if you could beat me... is it just my imagination?"
"No, it's not just my imagination. It might be hard to beat Ray, but I can manage it. And there are these guys."

　The man looks at the big muscular man standing on his sides and at the skinny man.
　However, the two men who were looked at remained silent, without any particular reaction.

"Do you think you can beat me if you have those two?"
"Well, I don't know. I think we'll know about that when we actually fight?"

　and he clenched his fist, not his weapon in particular. . .

(No, knuckle guard?)

　Watching the man's fist clenched, Ray privately considers it unusual.
　Vihela doesn't usually bother me that much, but there aren't so many people fighting with bare hands -- in this case with knuckle guards -- without weapons like long swords or daggers.
　Face to face with such three people...

"Oh,"

　Suddenly I hear a voice like that.
　Naturally, Ray knew whose voice the voice belonged to.

"Very early,"
"Yes, because Ray alone is trying to enjoy the fight against a strong enemy, leaving me alone."

　I looked into the room listening to Vihela's voice, where I saw a man leaning on a chair and unconscious.
　He seemed to be good at fighting with poison on long needles and daggers, but for Vihela he was probably a little unsatisfied.

"I didn't steal it, but I came from over there. ... So what do you do? We've got two."

　The words in the second half were directed at the men, not at the violas.
　That's what he said if Ray was the only one to fight against, but with Vihela joining him, it would be a completely unexpected development for them.
　But the man in front of Ray's eyes only smiles ferociously, not caring at all, even when he is at his disadvantage.

"Oh, I'm sure I'm at a disadvantage, but that doesn't mean I'm going to lose because I'm at a disadvantage."
"Well, that's his personality,"

　I'm not too confident... but I think I'm actually strong enough to say so.
　Ray understood that he was quite strong.

(Unknown partner? I wish this was a monster.)

　Even if you are a strong enemy, as long as you are a human being... no, you can't learn new skills by magic unless you have magic stones.
　I couldn't leave such a person alone as long as he was the mastermind behind this case.

"Well, now I'm going to fight... you seem to know my name, but I don't know your name. Can't you tell me that much? I need it when I carve it in my grave."
"Huh, what are you saying? In this case, what you need to carve in your grave is Ray and Vichela, right? ... Well, good. You should know the name of the killer. I'm Javis. ... It's the name of the one who buries you, remember!"

　Screaming sharply, the man who called himself Javis would cut his distance from Ray and Vihela at once.