"Wait,"

　On the way to Gilmoo, Ray muttered suddenly.
　The voice was unexpectedly sharp.
　The coachman pulls the reins half reflexively.
　As a matter of course, it is impossible for a horse to stop at once if the horse stops.
　It is still possible to slow down.

"What's the matter?"
"...it seems these black costumes are very important to them."

　The words that came out of Ray's mouth made him understand what was going on... no, he was surprised.

"Are you going to attack me in a place like this?"

　The carriage now runs in places where it has not yet joined the highway, but it still exists.
　As a matter of course, it is possible to clearly see the people on the road.
　In particular, many people now go to Gilm where the extension work is being carried out, and that is why many people go by the highway.
　In fact, Ray on the back of Sett, there are groups of people who think they are merchants, or adventurers or ordinary people who think they are looking for work in guillem.
　It was quite an unexpected development for Ray to have someone who would attack him where they were.

"There must be some circumstances which they don't want us to know,"

　They don't want to know exactly what's going on, but what's bigger is the organizational situation.
　The new request was made by an organization that has just expanded into Gilm.
　This is also an organization that has no connection with existing organizations and has made them recognize their existence with their abilities.
　...and, of course, he has been damaged in the struggle.
　For such an organization, the available forces are rare, but they have been captured in a lump.
　It can even be fatal to run an organization.
　That's why I was able to work in Guillum, but I could have been crushed immediately.
　To prevent it, we need to somehow save those captured by Ray.
　Naturally, we understand the danger, but we still have to do it.
　Also, if Ray is able to make a fool of himself, it will be a great advantage in terms of showing off his ability as an organization.

"What shall I do?"
"He's going to kill me completely. ... Well, what shall we do?"

　Ray was worried purely because he didn't have enough hands.
　The only friends here are Ray and Sett, and the coachman.
　And in terms of military power, the coachman is out of the way.
　He may have the ability to defend himself, but Ray doesn't look outstanding.
　In other words, we cannot expect it to be a pure force.
　If it's a pawn, Ray won't lose to those who are about to attack him.
　Considering Seto's presence, there was no element to lose if he fought head on.
　...and the problem is, of course, they understand it, and that's why they don't always attack you head-on.
　There is a high possibility that they will use some sort of entanglement because they can't win head-on.
　There is also an element of anxiety in the carriage.
　Those dressed in black are now in the carriage.
　It's tied tightly so that you can't get out of the ropes, but it's only for one person.
　Considering that they were pushed into the carriage quite forcefully, the black outfits were closely attached to each other... in other words, they could touch and cooperate with each other.
　If you're on the move in a carriage, Ray is right next to you, so you can deal with such an incident, but it's not interesting to see black people make strange moves when the other person attacks you.

(I mean, do you usually imitate attacks in places like this? There are people on the street. They'll definitely stand out...?)

　When Ray thought that far, he suddenly remembered the lord's residence.
　The man pretending to be a merchant stopped trying to kill the knight.
　To try to kill a knight in the lord's residence in Guillum is nothing but suicide for an organization.
　If left unchecked, Dusker would rightly retaliate against the organization to which the assassin belonged.
　As long as it has knights and soldiers, its strength is naturally high.
　It is natural for the attacker to know the circumstances around him, so it is not surprising that he acted without thinking about the consequences.
　Of course, there might have been some hope of doing something about Dusker's retaliation.
　Anyway, it's true that the assassin was attacked here, right next to the road.
　There is no evidence of any kind.
　But it didn't seem to Ray that the two had nothing to do with each other.

(Well, that's not what I think. That's the man in charge of the interrogation of the Knights. That's what Mr. Dusker will decide afterwards.)

　Deciding that there is no point in thinking here now, Ray jumps off Sett's back and opens his mouth as he drives alongside the coach and the set.

"Set, when the enemy attacks, I'll be the one to deal with them. You make sure the blacks don't behave strangely in the carriage. ... All right?"
"Glu?"

　a set of voices asking, "Are you all right?"
　Seto doesn't think Ray's going to lose to the other side at all.
　But the story changes when enemies attack from multiple locations.

"It's all right. If Sett protects this carriage, I can concentrate on intercepting it."
"Ah... well, if you could, I'd be happy if you could protect me."

　The coachman, who was watching Ray and Sett, slowed down the carriage... and when he finally pulled up, he said to Ray.
　The coachman is by no means as strong as Ray saw.
　He had a certain level of ability, and while he was good enough to win against ordinary people, he knew that he could hardly beat an opponent who had trained himself to specialize in fighting.

"I know, but you must keep a good eye on the carriage."
"...wouldn't it have been better to go down the road rather than slow down?"
"It's no good. If there's no one on the highway, that's fine, but given the current situation, it could involve people on the highway."

　Ray paused there, but he also considered the possibility that some of the people on the street might be in black.
　From the perspective of the other side, this attack is an act worthy of being called a completely outright commitment.
　If there's a way to hit it, it's not like you're not going to do it.

"Oh, I see. It's hard to get people together if you do such a thing with your current guillem."

　Ray agrees with the coachman that that's the case.
　Currently, only extensions are in operation, but even those extensions are insufficient.
　That's all to do with the research and construction of surface ships, the care of spices, lakes, and towers of birth... and all that, given the small work, I'd like you to do with man.
　In the midst of this, if those who were heading for Gilm were killed or injured in a battle, many people would not come to work.

"Well, that's why... he's here,"

　With the carriage stopping, men in black appear, perhaps thinking their presence was known to the Lays.
　Some lurking in the grass, others lurking in the shade of trees and stones.

(If they were the same black as the people in the carriage, they would certainly be companions, but at night they would only stand out in the daytime. They might want to hide their faces.)

　Black clothing would be effective in the sense that it would be hidden in the darkness of the night.
　But now it's daylight, not night.
　It's definitely noticeable, and those who are actually on the road are also looking at the Reys as to what happened.

(No, that's what he's aiming for?)In the face of the black men encircling the carriage, Ray wondered... but it was true that there was more to be done now.
　Take the spear of death size and twilight out of the mistling and take the usual two-spear stance.
　When Ray saw it, his face was hidden and he couldn't see it, but the atmosphere told him he was surprised.
　This is not unusual.
　Ray's fight with a scythe and a spear, an unusual combination of weapons, is well informed.
　However, if you actually see such a ray in front of you, you will not be able to accept the power of it simply because you've heard it.
　It was a scene that seemed to show the word "a hundred stories" at first glance.
　Ray is by no means tall, but his death size and twilight spear in both hands are both long-stalked weapons.
　Ray, who had those two arms in his hand, didn't seem like an easy opponent to beat.
　Nevertheless, the black suiters are aware that Ray is a strong enemy.
　If you take time here, someone on the highway will contact Gilm and the guards will come.
　Or a soldier, not a guard... or, in some cases, a knight.
　With that in mind, no matter how amazing Ray was, we couldn't waste time here.
　One of the men in black waved his hand lightly.
　That must have been the signal. All the people around the carriage attack at once.
　...and it wasn't Ray who attacked it, it was a carriage.
　Originally, the purpose of black clothing was not to defeat Ray, but to capture those captured by Ray.
　He might have hoped to defeat Ray if he could, but the moment he saw him, he was blown away... and with his death-size and twilight spear in his hand, he had no choice but to decide.
　It was no use complaining about Ray now, however, that he had been out of his way to escort him, and that he was convinced that he had his companions in this carriage.

"Hit!"

　A flying attack from Death Size attacks one of the blacks.
　Its power would have been enough to cut off the opponent...or to cut and injure the body even if it didn't reach that far.
　However, the person wearing black clothing had his clothes cut and blood spouted from his shoulder, but the wound was not something to be called serious injury.

(What? Is the black costume itself highly defensive or is it wearing something like a chain curtain underneath the black costume?)

　Despite the doubt, Ray's movements are unstoppable.
　The spear of twilight is released by taking advantage of the reaction of a flying sword.
　It was a throw with the left hand, not with the right hand, but with the right hand, and yet it flew with sufficient speed... through the belly of the black suit which was heading towards the carriage.
　Although he had strong resistance to Hidaigiri (slashing with a sword), Hidaigiri was strictly a Hidaigiri.
　It's not a blow that fired the death-size itself.
　In comparison, this blow threw the spear of twilight.
　Flying swords can be prevented, but the spear in the twilight strengthened by Ray's magic cannot be prevented.

"What!"

　One of the black people who saw it screams in surprise.
　They probably didn't expect to be able to penetrate their own armor so easily.
　And the voice raised from the black costume might have been surprising to others, but the movement slowed down for a moment...

"Gururururling!

　the echoing cries of Seto
　The king's intimidating skill was activated, and when some of the black people heard it, they were unable to move, and even those who could move lost their speed of movement was extremely slow.

"Good job, Set!"

　The most troubling thing about the current situation is that the carriage is attacked.
　To be exact, will the black outfits in the carriage be released?
　Under such circumstances, the king of Seto's skill of intimidation is nothing but fatal to the enemy.
　Closer to a nearby black man, Ray returns his twilight spear to his hand and wields it extensively.
　The black costume, which had been beaten with the handle instead of the tip of the ear, blew off and stopped moving when it hit the comrades.
　Even a spear in twilight could easily have been fatally wounded by penetrating a black costume or armor underneath it.
　But what we need in the present situation is to reduce the other party's troubles.
　It's more efficient to blow it off and get it involved... two or so, if possible, than to kill one person for sure here.
　It was only under the pressure of the king of Seto... the blow definitely hindered the movement of the black costumes... and as a result, the black costumes that attacked them in less than a few minutes were completely destroyed.