"Hahaha!"
"Oh, it's delicious. It's really delicious. I'm so glad I got involved in this job.
"Well, I can eat such delicious wine and food,"

　All the woodcutters are drinking and eating.
　There are ten woodcutters in all.
　It's the number of people who have traveled around several villages and towns since the first village.
　After an hour or so of flying down to the ground and taking a short break, and so on and so on, it was quite small and almost impossible to move in a set basket.
　It's only natural that a set basket is designed for about five people.
　However, since I had expected to camp out today from the beginning, I have been preparing well for drinking and cooking.
　The food, however, was originally stored by Ray in the Mistilling, and the liquor was this time... confined in a small place, so that the woodcutters had bought quite a bit of the reputation for its deliciousness.
　As a matter of course, the purchase price of the liquor comes from the guilds and guilds and guilds.
　For this reason, the woodcutters were having a feast as if to dispel their anger that had been crammed into a set basket during the day.

(I could have taken more of the set basket if it were a little bigger.)

　Ray, who doesn't like to drink, thinks so while eating the food he and Seto have taken out of the Mistyling.
　However, the number of people in the set basket is five to six, which means that everyone can spend a relaxing time without stress.
　With that in mind, it would not have been too much of a stretch to have ten woodcutters.
　At least it seems a lot easier than the city packed train Ray saw when he was in Japan.
　...but Ray didn't have to have such a narrow mind as he moved on Sett's back.

"All right, then I'll go first!"

　One of the woodcutters, drinking and making a fuss, suddenly stands up and begins to sing.
　What was surprising to Ray was that the woodcutter's singing was by no means bad... no, much better.
　It's a song about a childhood friend who goes missing in the mountains and a woodcutter heads to the mountains at night to find it.
　Toppling monsters, toppling thieves, and finding a lost woman in the mountains.
　There is a flower in a woman's hand that blooms only once every few years on a full moon night.
　The woman presented the flower used in the confession of love to the woodcutter who had come looking for her... and the woodcutter hugged her and made a confession of love.
　A woodcutter who sings such a song with a subtlety that is different from what it seems to be, receives great applause from the other woodcutters who have heard it.
　Ray also applauds frankly.
　Some suggested that the woodcutter was better at singing than the poor minstrel.

(Isn't it more profitable to be a minstrel than to be a woodcutter? No, being among the members of this group of skilled woodcutters means being a woodcutter?)

　I'm a little impressed by the unexpectedly versatile woodcutter.
　However, it must be a delicate feeling for a woodcutter to be told that he is a multi‐talented man by Ray.
　From the sidelines, Ray is the only known, high-ranking adventurer with a Gryphon subterfuge, a very rare item box, and uses a variety of other magic tricks besides fire - in fact, death-size skills - and even a top-notch warrior.
　It's no wonder Ray complimented me for my versatility.

"Well, then it's me next!"

　The first woodcutter followed by another, which was clearly inferior to the first woodcutter.
　Still, if you see people singing comfortably, you'll end up smiling in spitefully.
　Then the banquet lasts for about two hours, and then Ray speaks.

"Tomorrow is early, and I'm about to go to bed. I've brought some cloaks, so hang them up and sleep. But even in a magic tent, it's pretty small, so he can sleep near a bonfire."

　Ray's magic tent is quite large.
　But for some people, if there are too many people around, they can't sleep, so I'll just say that.
　And Ray's concern was probably right, since the four of them had actually said they would sleep outside the magic tent.
　But the reason they didn't want to sleep in the magic tent was because they didn't want to sleep yet.

"Well, Seto. I asked you to keep watch... ...and those four, too."
"Gruly!"

　Seto exclaims that he understands what Ray says.
　The woodcutters were afraid of Seto at first, but after some time together they were never afraid of him... at least they knew he had a friendly personality, unless he had done any harm, but they had come to believe him to some extent, even though it was the first day of the year.
　Seto knows this, so he lies a little further away from the woodcutters talking around the bonfire and watches out for others.
　However, this place is not particularly close to Gillum... it's not like a frontier, so basically there's no monster that strong.
　Basically, there are strangely strong monsters coming out sometimes.
　Outside of the frontier, the important thing is...

"Oh, when you see the light, you've been camping here, after all. Isn't it dangerous to camp in a place like this? Don't you need a guard?"

　It was a man in his twenties who emerged from the bushes around him and said so.
　From the side, it seems to me that I am saying it with good intentions."

"Roll-rolling.

　As the man talks to the end, Seto gets up with a squeal.
　Perhaps the man didn't notice Seto's presence, but when he saw Seto suddenly rising up, he stopped moving...

"Roll-rolling.

　When the set calls, twenty wind arrows appear around.
　Seto's skill is wind Arrow.
　The arrow of the wind flies toward the surrounding bushes, not the man who appears straight...

"Wow!"
"Hurt, scratch!"
"d*mn, what the hell happened!"
"Do you know what I'm talking about? I'm going to run away!"

　I heard such a voice and heard a number of people fleeing here, raking through the bushes.
　The first man to speak to the woodcutters must have heard his companions flee.
　He ran away from the spot at full speed.

"...a thief, by any chance?"
"Glu".

　At the words of the woodcutter, Seto cries out "Yes" and lies back on the spot.
　If Seto had been the only one here, he would have chased the bandits who had fled.
　But now Seto is also asked by Ray to protect the four woodcutters here.
　Even though there were only signs of other animals around, it was certain that it would be better not to pursue what appeared to be bandits.

"Oh... Oh? What was it, just now.
"Wasn't he a thief?"
"What? Really?"

　The woodcutters muttered in amazement as they could only watch the sequence of movements in which Seto drove the bandits away.
　I know what happened, but I don't think I fully understand it.
　Of course, it's not the villages and towns where the woodcutters live, nor the robbers' damage.
　No, it was true that there was little damage to monsters in places that were not remote, so there was more damage to thieves.
　Nevertheless, robbers rarely attack villages, and the overwhelming majority of them are one or a few who are heading to villages.
　In that sense, it is very rare for woodcutters to be attacked by thieves.
　It's only natural to think about it, but many woodcutters are as muscular as most people can see from their work.
　It was certain that attacking such a woodcutter would be repelled by the bandits around there.
　Nevertheless, even if you attack a woodcutter, there is very little you can get.
　Merchants have money and commodities, but if they attack a woodcutter, what they get is... an axe and a tool for a woodcutters' tools.Power would sell them if they wanted to sell them as illegal slaves, but it's true that they still have very little flavor as prey.
　As such, it was only natural that woodcutters would be less sought after.
　at least in the place where the woodcutters lived."

"What did you think they were going to do when they attacked us, and... the number that had escaped in Sett's attack was a good number."

　When one of the woodcutters muttered as he looked anxiously at Seto, each of the other woodcutters spoke.

"Anyway, I don't think Ray could be attacked because he has magic items. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .."
"Oh... well, I wish I could show that ability."

　The woodcutter says so, recalling the time he had arm wrestling with Ray in the middle of his meal.
　I knew Ray was a notorious adventurer, but he still looks good.
　Of all the faces here, Ray is the least reliable.
　That's why I tried arm wrestling, but it was only natural that everyone lost easily, and even though two or three of us tried arm wrestling against Ray, we couldn't win.
　However, it is understandable only because he has tasted a part of Ray's ability, and the robbers cannot understand it.

"Well, if you think of the attack at this time of day, you would think of it as having seen the light of the bonfire, regardless of Ray's appearance."
"I don't think so, or you won't attack Ray, who is said to be a thief."
"... Robbery? What's that?"
"Huh? You don't know? Unlike the nickname of crimson, robbers are afraid of Ray, who has a hobby of attacking robbers."
"The thief... well, if he were an adventurer, he wouldn't be strange."

　The woodcutters could understand if they had encountered a thief and knocked him down, but they could not understand the impression that they would search for example.
　But as long as Ray is actually doing it, I wouldn't be dissatisfied with it.
　Thieves are nothing but evil for ordinary people.
　That being the case, Ray, who is willing to defeat the bandits, is not something that should be pleased, but not dissatisfied, however, is not something to be dissatisfied with.
　...I sometimes want them to give priority to the robbers around their village.

"Anyway... Thank you, Set. I'm saved."
"Glu?"

　One of the woodcutters calls out to Seto, who is lying a little further away.
　Thus, perhaps because they were a little far away, the bandits did not notice Seto's presence.

"I didn't notice the bandits were approaching, and I didn't notice that they were about to surround me. If it weren't for Seto, we would certainly have been attacked by them... luckily, slaves alive. In the worst case, we would have been killed. It's because of him that he didn't?"
"Glu".

　Yes. Seto nods as if he were a woodcutter.
　No matter how much physical work the woodcutters do, and how much more powerful they are than usual, they are only ordinary people after all.
　If you're going to fight, you might be strong, but it's not impossible, but it's definitely quite difficult, to fight and win against a bandit who's used to fighting and attacking.
　So even if we were terrified by the existence of Seto, it was only natural for us to appreciate it because they helped us.
　As the woodcutters look like this, the other woodcutters express their gratitude to Seto.
　Seto didn't help her out of gratitude, he only helped her out of Ray's request.
　But if they were still appreciated, it would have been a matter of course.
　Thus, if not completely, Sett succeeded in opening up to some of the woodcutters... which surprised even the other woodcutters and Ray who came out of the magic tent the next morning.