"... assistant?"

　Oh, my gosh.
　With a sigh, Dusker turns to Ray and Anastasia, who are sitting on the sofa enjoying tea and sandwiches.
　It's past four o'clock in the afternoon.
　There's still time until dinner, but it's also about time I got a little hungry.
　That's why Ray was very pleased with the sandwiches Dusker provided.
　Greedy about eating, Ray happily takes to his mouth the sandwiches made by Dusker's cook.

"Yes. I'm not the only one who can get around to looking up Whisp in that basement. Given the circumstances around that, I still want an assistant."
"But..."
"I know what Dusker means,"

　Anastasia interrupting Dusker's words.

"It's so easy to find a reliable researcher. ... I've heard about it from Ray."

　At the remark, Dusker turns his eyes to Ray.
　Ray nods to Dusker, savoring a sandwich of stir-fried deer and vegetables.
　To show that I was the one who told the story to Anastasia.
　Looking at Ray's appearance with some amazement, Anastasia continues.

"He may not be useful to Dusker, but he may be useful to me."
"I mean...?"
"Don't leave it up to Dusker, but I'll pick it myself. It's not the lord's eye, it's the researcher's."
"But that's..."

　Are you sure you'really?
　It was Dasker who said so, but Anastasia nodded as if she were right.

"Did you forget about Kelpey? What I said was correct, right?"

　Anastasia's words leave Dusker speechless.
　Listening to the story while eating sandwiches, Ray, of course, did not know about the Kelpee affair.
　Perhaps it was some sort of trouble Dusker had when he was working as a knight.
　Then Dasker reluctantly accepted Anastasia's words.





"Well, Ray. I'm going to leave now. I'll find someone I can use as an assistant right away."

　When Ray and Anastasia have finished reporting on the various events that have happened today at the lord's house, especially the possibility of monsters emerging from the lake in unknown places, Anastasia tells Ray as soon as they leave the lord's house.
　As you say, you'll be looking for someone you might be ready to use as an assistant.
　Ray is amazed at Anastasia's ability to act... and at the same time doubts it.

"You say you're looking for someone you can use as an assistant. How on earth are you going to look for? You just came to Guillum. Then, don't you know what kind of researchers there are? Also, Guillum is crowded with so many people, so there are some rough guys."

　When Vihela actually patrols the streets, she usually runs into some kind of trouble, I remember what she used to say.
　In terms of trouble, however, Vihela's appearance and clothes make it easy to invite... though it's a kind of trouble.
　However, if you become even a little more familiar with Gillum's situation, you will naturally learn more about Vihela, and you won't bother around.
　However, unlike Vichela, Anastasia has just come to Gilm and is completely unknown.
　And Ray anticipated that if Anastasia was to act alone, she would definitely be in trouble...or even half-convinced.
　That's why I wonder if I can let Anastasia go alone.
　However, Anastasia even smiles and says that there is no problem with Ray.

"You know, Ray. I'm an elf, too. I know Ray... I wonder if he was Marina. He's not as good as he is, but he can use spirit magic."
`...if I could use spirit magic as much as Marina,'

　In fact, in Ray's eyes, Marina's spiritual magic is almost universal.
　With that in mind, if Anastasia is told she can't use spirit magic like Marina, she just thinks, 'That's right.'

"Really? Anyway, that's why you don't have to worry about me. Besides, Ray has something to do, right?"
"Oh, I've left today's Trent wood behind, so I'll just go to the guild. I'm not in any hurry."

　What I will ask you to look into in the guild is the case of a horse made of grass that fought in the forest of Trent.
　In order to guild the question whether the grass that constituted the horse's body can be purchased as some kind of material.
　Ray is almost certain, but if that grass horse really came out of the lake, the grass that made up the body could be the first grass found.
　That's not unusual, though, as there are many unknown parts of the world.

"Right? If you still have something to do, there's no problem here. Leave it to me."

　Then Anastasia leaves in front of Ray.
　The light-footed figure seemed to Ray even to think that he could find a new encounter or something in this guillem.

"Glu?"

　Seto, who was next to Ray, gawns at me, asking, "What are you going to do?"
　Ray was a little lost in her gaze, but she stroked Seto on the head, judging that if Anastasia was saying that it was all right, it would be meaningless to say anything.

"Anastasia says it's all right, and there's no point in me saying anything here. Are we going to the guild as originally?"
"Gruly!"

　When Seto hears that he is going to the guild, he chants happily.
　For Seto, a guild is a place where everyone can play while waiting for Ray and even get a lot of food.
　In that sense, Seto loved guilds.
　Let's hurry up and go, sweet voice.
　Waving lightly to the gatekeeper's knight, Ray heads to the guild with Seto.
　It's too early to call it evening, so there aren't that many people in the city.
　Still, the streets were rather crowded with people shopping for dinner and people who finished work a little earlier were about to take out to the bar.
　Some young children are still doing their job well.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. ... Is it the same that we're all busy?"
"Glu?"

　She looked at Ray's muttering and said, "What's wrong with you?" But Ray shook his head and suddenly sharpened his gaze.

"It's a very bad tail,"
"Rolling".

　a consenting set of voices
　As long as Ray is aware of it, naturally a set of five senses sharper than Ray should not have noticed it.
　After leaving the lord's residence, when more and more people were walking for a while, there was a partner following Ray and Sett.
　However, it is not very unusual for Ray and Sett to be followed.
　As long as Ray is famous for his guillem, that kind of information can naturally sell at a high price.
　Or chasing Ray could lead to some unexpected money grab.
　Some people sometimes appear and follow me like that....it is usually difficult to follow because you go to the marina's residence in the aristocratic district, the wheat-tei in the evening of a luxury inn, or outside the guillem.That's why Ray wasn't particularly concerned about the person he was always following, but... if the person he was following was hostile, the story would be different.

(Well, what shall I do? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .."

　I don't mean to kill you, but I can't leave you alone as long as I'm hostile.
　Moving along with the person you were following could have caused trouble to those around you.

"Shall we go around the stalls before we go to the guild?"
"Slurrurling.

　At Ray's words, Seto purrs happily.
　Sett knows that this is a way to deal with those who follow him.
　Still, it was a pleasure to visit a new stall.
　A stall is basically open to anyone upon application.
　Many people set up stalls for various reasons, such as those who make a living from stalls, those who set up stalls for hobbies, or those who set up stalls for a change of pace.
　That was why it was so close to being a one-time meeting.
　There's no guarantee that the stalls that we had on that day will always be open after the next day.
　That's why Seto was happy to explore a new stall.
　Realizing Seto's appearance, Ray puts his hand on his head and scratches it lightly.
　Perhaps he was happy to feel the scratch on his head, but Seto sounded happy... one by one heading for the alley.
　There are street stalls in the back alleys, though not as much as on the main street.
　Given the limited number of street stalls, it's only natural that people who can't open stalls go to places like alleyways.
　Ray and Sett stop by some of these stalls and buy recommendations from their respective owners.
　Nevertheless, there's nothing like a dish that makes you think it's so delicious.
　A little rare is bread baked with juice of fruit resembling mandarin orange, which is sweet...I bought some extra sweet and sour bread.
　However, bread that uses so much juice is naturally reasonably priced.
　It wouldn't have sold much in the street, but it didn't seem like Ray would have sold much in the back alley, and it was actually quite unsold.
　One of the reasons Ray didn't want to buy so much, though rare.
　Ray, who had been roasting river fish and eating sandwiches with sauce and ingredients, wondered if it was about time for him to walk from one side to the other... at that very moment he heard footsteps running from behind.
　Looking back, Ray saw a young man running toward him with a dagger in his hand.
　...but he was older than Ray in his mid-teens.
　He holds a dagger, but from the way he runs, he doesn't seem to know how to fight.
　Or, if any, it would be a little bit of a snarl.
　At least not enough to be Ray's enemy.

(Well, I could have expected it from his poor tailing.)

　The posture of the weaponry is like that of a yakuza in a movie, shouting, 'I'm going to take my life!' and thrusting my whole body into the enemy.
　The use of a dagger is far from correct.
　Moreover, if you attack someone like Ray who is clearly physically superior to you, that action will be avoided easily...

"Yo,"

　ward off a man's attack and clear his feet
　Move the man who is about to fall down in the air to prevent him from falling down on his face.
　If he fell face down, he was more likely to stab himself in the stomach with a dagger he had.
　Ray doesn't have to worry about his life as long as he's the one he's been trying for.
　However, in order to ask why he had been aiming for his life, he would not want him to die.
　...in Ray's case, there are many circumstances in which people blame him.
　That's why I had to make sure I was attacked for what reason.
　Once you know what's going on, it's easy to think about how to deal with it afterwards.
　Was there an unavoidable situation, or was it out of personal interest, or for any other reason.
　You'll never know about it until you hear it firsthand.

"Well, why on earth did you attack me?"
"Uh... Ah..."

　There was nothing to faint about, but the shock prevented the man from speaking immediately when he was hit on the ground from his back.
　With that in mind, Ray waited until he could speak, watching the man.