The next morning, as usual, the coachman of the Knights' carriage, who brought to the tower of his birth food and delicacies, documents for the knights, and so on, opened his eyes to the sight there.
　It's only natural that a group of people in black, apparently, were there with their arms and legs tied together so much that they couldn't get out of the way.
　If this had been the night, we could have pretended to be in the dark of the night.
　But now it's daytime... No, it's morning.
　In such a morning, black looks nothing but stupid.
　Those in black probably understand that.
　The coachman's gaze seemed somewhat embarrassed.

"Well... what about this?"

　The coachman asks the Knight bewilderedly.
　The knight, addressed, glanced at those in black before speaking.

"These guys were here last night... ...most likely to have come to scout the lake... ...and were able to catch them because of Sett's presence. They were not very skilled in combat technology, but they were very skilled in covert operations... ...they must have had some reliable information that they had come to scout in such numbers."

　Understanding what the knight wants to say, the coachman looks sternly.
　If information about this lake was leaked, he was also one of the suspects.
　The coachman, however, is a man who has served Dusker for a long time, and he has great confidence.
　It never occurred to me to do such a thing.
　In that sense, there is no doubt that the adventurers I took with me yesterday are more suspicious.
　In fact, there was information from you... only the adventurers who leaked the information, the people who heard it, and the people who heard the report from him.

"Anyway, I think they came here to scout, whether they were hired by someone or someone else's men. Take them to Gilm and let them spit out the information."
"All right, but if we were to take so many men, it would be dangerous for us, too. Some of these black-clad companions might come to get our side back. Can we ask for a bodyguard?"
"That's what I'm going to do,"

　I'd like you to send some of the guards to the tower of birth.
　When the coachman says so, the knight nods at once.
　In fact, there is no option to carry so many people dressed in black without a bodyguard.
　They might come back, but if you put ten people in one carriage, and move around without anyone watching, you could do anything to disassociate them or to dislodge the rope that rope.
　In that respect, someone still needed to keep watch.
　As a knight, I understood that this incident was important, so I was going to do my best to escort the black suiters.

"Ray, can I ask you?"
"All right,"

　As a matter of course, the knight relied on Ray.
　Given that he is the most powerful adventurer of all those guarding the Tower of Birth, it is quite natural.
　If Ray goes with him, Sett will also go with him.
　The capture of these black costumes was largely due to Seto's ability to find them earlier.
　There was a prediction that black people would not be able to behave carelessly if they had such a set together.
　That's why Ray expected that he would be asked to escort.
　It is also responsible for transporting felled trees in guilms.
　...and after breakfast I had cut down some trees and stored them in a mistling, so I wanted to pass them to the alchemists.
　Unfortunately, since the woodcutters are going to work now, I wonder if there are any trees that have been cut down... maybe a few trees, if any.
　If so, it's easier to collect them later.

(and it is necessary to report that the underground space is unknown.)

　Now that black men have come here on reconnaissance, there was a possibility that some had gone to investigate the underground space where Whisp was located.
　When Dusker hears about black, he will naturally.
　That's why Ray had to let him know in person that nothing was wrong.
　To inform Dusker outside of direct reporting is to use letters and messages.
　Letters can be stolen by someone, and messages can be taken by someone.
　Either way, you'll have to misrepresent yourself with some kind of metaphor or something.
　If you do that, Ray doesn't know if Dusker will notice it, and he'll have to worry about whether Dusker notices it.
　Considering that, it was true that I should still go to the report in personally.

"And will you carry them at once, or will you do anything here?"

　At Ray's words, the coachman opens his mouth unconcernedly.

"Of course I'll be right there. I'd like to shorten my time with them as much as possible. And the more time it takes, the more likely the master or employer of these black-clad guys might come back to pick up their information, wouldn't they? Then you'd better bring them down to Mr. Dusker as soon as possible."

　Ray had no objection to the coachman's words, so he nodded honestly.

"If you do that, I'll be saved, too. ... Then shall we go? Shall we put it on the loading platform?"
"Oh, it would be best to let them walk in a carriage, as if they had caught the robbers, so that they would let them know that they had been caught, wouldn't it? It might not be very meaningful, but I'd like to keep them as secret as possible."

　Then the coachman pauses and opens his mouth again with a meaningful glance at Ray.

"If Ray says he's going to catch the attacker and increase the source, I can ride it."
"No, I won't,"

　I understand that Ray should have more sources.
　Nevertheless, Ray thought it would be better to proceed with this case in secret.
　Of course, since all the people in black are not coming back, the boss or employee will decide that they have been captured, and there is a high possibility that they will try to recapture the black people or keep their mouth shut in order not to give them their information.
　Regardless of when he had time to spare, he wanted to bring black clothes to the lord's residence as soon as possible and give them to those who specialized in interrogation.
　Perhaps the coachman understands that Ray really dislikes it, but instead of saying that he should wear black clothes any more, he instructs him to unload his carriage.
　In this case, the use of hippocars instead of so-called carts without hoods was successful.
　It's hard to tell from the side that they're packing black clothes into a carriage.
　...because, in fact, carts are the most popular of Dusker's carts, and many people are waiting their turn to rent them.
　The unparalleled roof and walls of a cart make it quite easy to load and unload.
　It's a small matter, but when you stack up the little things, you make a big difference.
　Then, when all the baggage is unloaded within ten minutes, they then pack the blacks into the carriage.
　It's possible to pack everyone in black considering the number of people.
　...though it's rather cramped inside.
　To keep an eye on the black outfits, Ray had to ride in a carriage as well.
　But given the clogging conditions in the carriage, Ray has no choice but to decide that it is more dangerous for him to get in.
　Black costumes are adept at killing off signs.
　In other words, he is likely to have an assassin aspect.
　If so, even if his limbs were tied and his monkey-tails were fitted, he never wanted to be with them in a place where he could not move.
　Above all, Ray has Seto.
　Even from outside the carriage, if the blacks had made a strange impression of Seto, they would have found out at once.

"Well, I'm off, then. ... I'll give you the report, so don't worry."

　The coachman spoke briefly to the knight, and the carriage, Ray, and Sett set off.

"Ray, I'm going to move a little earlier, is that okay?"
"Oh, there's no problem here. Well, we can move at full speed."That's too obvious, isn't it?"

　a coachman who, as he said, speeds up the carriage a little.
　Usually the carriage would slow down if it approached Gilm, but if it was moving at full speed it would certainly stand out.
　...though it stands out enough when Ray and Sett are moving together to escort them.

"All right. I'll leave that up to you."

　Ray nods to the coachman's words.
　Thus the carriage begins to march towards Gillum.

"So how is the lake going so far? Oh, of course, you only have to tell me what you can tell me.

　On the way to Gilm, a coachman suddenly asks.
　From a coachman's point of view, I've seen it up close many times, but there are still many things to think about in the lake.

"Well, that's right. For the time being, the ecosystem is rich. You can eat fish normally... or rather, it's delicious."

　As he spoke, Ray remembered a fish with tusks.
　I think it's better to treat them as monsters, but in this world, monsters are monsters... as long as they don't have magical stones, why not treat them as monsters?
　I gave that lizard to the guild, and I might as well ask him how he treats the lake monsters one of these days.
　However, the truth is that even guilds are so busy that they can't afford it.

"Oh, is it delicious? Then the inhabitants of Gilm will be able to eat fish from now on."
"Well, I don't think it's possible, though, to have all the inhabitants of Gilm."

　Given the size of the lake, it might be possible to catch fish that could satisfy all the inhabitants of Gilm temporarily.
　However, if you do so, naturally there will be fewer fish in the lake.
　More than a certain amount of... fish have to keep enough to breed naturally and maintain their numbers.
　Ray recalls his favorite food in Japan.
　Worried or broiled was Ray's favorite fish.
　But the catch of the humpback had declined year by year, perhaps for some other reason.
　As a result, the fishing ban was set for several years in order to protect resources, and the catch was limited even after the ban was completed.
　This has led to a gradual increase in the number of humbugs.
　In guillem, where there is no ocean or lake, and there are few people with knowledge or skills about fishing, there is no denying the possibility that they will eat up the fish of the lake just because they want to eat it.
　...more because there are many people who have poor ability.

(Maybe I should talk to Mr. Dusker about this. Guillum is getting people from all over the place. Considering that, some of you may know about fishing.)

　In Ray's case, I know roughly what he's going to do, but I don't know exactly how he's going to do it.
　That's the only way to be honest, though it's up to a regular fisherman to do such things.

"Ray? What's wrong?"
"Well, if the matter of the lake was made public, I thought there would be more people going to the lake. ... And now we're heading into the summer."
"Ah... that's not it."

　The coachman muttered convincingly to Ray's words.
　For the last few days... No, for a while, the temperature has risen considerably.
　With that in mind, it's no wonder that some people will want to swim in the lake because of the heat.
　There are many people who can't live like that, regardless of where the magic of air conditioning is, or if there are other people who can avoid the heat by some means.
　Basically, magic items are very expensive, so it's only natural.
　Or there are few people who can become wizards.
　...if there is a dungeon, there are places where the temperature is constant, so you have the option of staying away from the heat, but unfortunately there is no dungeon right next to Gilmoo.
　As a result, many people would go to the lake to cool down if the lake were announced…there was also a monster case, so it was easy for Ray to imagine a great uproar there.

"Yes, we need to do something about it first,"

　The coachman nodded in frustration to Ray's words.