Hazure Skill “Kage ga Usui” o Motsu Guild Shokuin ga, Jitsuha Densetsu no Ansatsusha

The man said he belonged to a group called the Welger Chamber of Commerce.

It was a chamber of commerce I had never heard of.

A chamber of commerce is called a commercial guild in some regions, and a large number of merchants are registered.

This man, no matter how he looked, didn't look on the merchant side.

"Anything. We'll have everything we need to buy and sell anything we want."

Organisations poaching, smuggling......?

No, maybe his face is different between the surface and the back.

"So now you're Greywolf's fur,"

"Oh, oh..."

The man's voice was trembling somewhere because he was still poking twigs into his eyeballs.

Even though certain beasts are forbidden to hunt, trafficking in humans is not forbidden.

Now that I think about it, it's strange, but, well, humans are so rotten.

"Now it seems to me that in Kuniku, having the fur of Greywolf is a kind of status. So, the story rolled this way. The opponent is rich. It's going to be quite a business."

"Let's hear it again in the Knights' Stuff"

It is not my job to decide on the treatment of sinners.

"Fine... but you better remember, brother. Our Chamber of Commerce will not abandon our people. He'll definitely come and help me."

"Bella, you talked to me about the information, huh?

"I don't know about that, Holla. I don't know my people."

He was a stronger man than I thought.

You can turn this guy off at the bottom, but it won't solve the problem.

As it is, Greywolf disappears from the woods. Then it becomes a paradise for small animals and lacks food, and all sorts of herbs are eaten and scattered, not just candles.

Adventurers are in trouble, guilds are in trouble if they are, and the general public is in trouble because they are medicines.

"Don't chain like balls poking"

Trouble.

"Will retaliation or recapture take place against any town Knights opponent?

"Of course."

Now, what should we do to solve things reasonably quickly...

……

I stopped poking twigs and appealed for no more hostility.

"Then there's no point in keeping them captured."

"Ho, is that true!?

"Instead, I want me to bite one too. I'll gather information from adventurers and flush it out to you."

"Hehe. Brother, it's your fault too."

"I'm not bad. I know you, and I don't know you, and I just feel free to talk about my job."

"Okay. The information fee is… Results reward, which means 50,000 Lynn per head. How about this?"

That's a good forehead.

I guess I'm pin-hanned anyway, but do I still have 50,000 shares?

"... okay"

"It's a wild warcraft. It didn't even take me to get your info and set a trap in the woods, for God's sake. Besides, you just spill it on someone I know who doesn't."

"So is that."

If you don't know who's furrowing where, but you smuggle it into the country, and you go through some human hands from there to reach the hopeful, how much will it cost at the end price?

Because the rich seem to be opponents, they will definitely be ten or eighty-nine aristocrats and millionaires.

"There are woods where not many adventurers step in. You haven't been there yet?

"Where? It would help if you told me."

"Adventurers just don't get in, and there are many Greywolves. I can't confirm it until it's a real number, but it's a lot more than the forest there."

Explain the location of the forest as you pull the horse and walk.

"That's the guild clerk! You can count on me."

"This is the information we now know. You'd better bring that chamber of commerce moveable person. Adventurers just don't lean on it, it's dangerous."

"Sure. One or two of us wouldn't be enough to set a trap in a vast forest."

"Tell me the day you go into the woods. I can tell you where to set up an efficient trap."

"Helpful"

Bye, and the man slapped me on the shoulder and left.

You were a man who unexpectedly didn't know to doubt people.

I went back to the guild to report.

"The number of Greywolves in the woods seems to be decreasing."

The correlation of the resulting tunolabic increase was explained to the Iris Branch Manager.

To the Iris Branch Manager, I lay low about the Welger Chamber of Commerce. Personally, I want to look into it later.

If I teach you weirdly, you have the possibility to get involved when something happens.

"I don't know what to do," Branch Manager Iris knocks with his finger.

"I will try to investigate the causes that are decreasing and to be able to remove them"

"Mm-hmm, I don't think it's the staff's job... but it's a dead end issue for adventurers. Can I ask you a favor?"

"Yes."

Don't know when that day will come, so just get ready.

Three days later.

On the way to the guild, there was that man with the inert mustache.

We had a small conversation on the verge of being different.

"Today. Into the woods at noon"

"Okay."

"I asked for it."

We didn't even look each other in the eye, so from someone else's point of view, it just seemed wrong.

... how many pests will be gathered.

At the end of the morning ceremony, explain the situation to the branch manager's office.

When I got permission, I ran my horse to the woods after the morning job.

At the entrance to the woods were gathered men like Gorotsuki and men who seemed to be fond of martial arts.

The number was about fifty, and it seemed like a pretty hectic operation.

I know exactly what it's like to be a bearded man.

"Brother, this way!

The man raised his hand and called.

"You've collected"

"Oh. Right."

Like this man, he seems to be a member hunting for Graywolf in another area.

At first glance, I can't see the excitement when hunting or the fear of Greywolf. I got the impression that I was pretty used to it.

One, there was a man with a different style than the others.

I'm still young, but I can see I have a good physique and firm muscles.

"Brother, this merchandise manager, it's Mr. Bail."

I was introduced to activate magic and shake Bail's hand.

It makes it easy to hold the hand of the first person you meet...

What a sense of crisis.

He seems defenseless because of the perception that he is on the hunting side and not on the hunting side.

"Looks like our men are taking care of us."

"No, because it's give-and-take"

"... what about this magic?

"It's like a protection that lightens the signs."

"Yeah. I hear you're familiar with that, huh?

"Yes, this forest, because of its abundance of food, greywolf grows a lot too."

I'll check the assembled men's gear, and then I'll put on some protection.

It's the magic Roger taught me the other day to prepare.

"Oh, and, brother, that's enough. Let's set all the traps by sundown."

You're the one who set the trap.

You can kill everyone here now, but it takes time and effort to process the body.

If you get away in all directions without fighting, you can't finish them all off.

Then it would be more efficient to have 'accidents' in the woods.

A few people join together and go into the woods and scatter.

I went into the woods in the same pair as Bail with the inert bearded man.

"You don't know what's in the woods at night, so this is how you trap them during the day."

When we split into groups and went into the woods for about ten minutes, the effect of 'protection' began to emerge.

Howling and roaring began to be heard one after the other.

"" "" Ugh!?

The severed demon sounded in the woods.

Screams can be heard from all directions because the trees reflect them.

"Now there's a scream -?"

"Oh, I heard..."

Four-headed Greywolf showed up when the men besides me were on guard.

"Oh, so you're out."

"Calm down. They have a habit of not attacking humans -"

"" "" Uuuuuuuuu!

Greywolf is pretty killer.

My eyes are different from what I know.

"Hmm. That works pretty well."

Shoulder grabbed rampantly.

"Oi! You did something!?

"You must be the first one to get your hands on these guys"

"Ha-? Say what"

The Greywolves rush all the way out here.

There are individual differences, but the physique is greater than that of a large dog.

"You take care not to let Wang bite you. You'll chew it up as easily as a human skull."

"What the fuck!!

Bail grabbed my chest.

"You said 'protection'. That's a lie. The truth is, it's magic to make it easier for an elf named 'The Grievant (Hater)' to meet his prey when hunting. During the war, the Waller… was granted to someone with a rugged, big, front-line shield"

One of them with a spear bit off his arm and screamed.

"When they use it, they are more likely to be targeted. Everyone but me is being targeted right now."

"Vooooooooooo!"

Greywolf is bugging me! and bit the neck of the inert bearded man.

"Ah, but...!?

As Graywolf shook his head, his neck left his torso.

"You fooled me, Temeyeyeyee!?

"How could I not think I would be fooled? Because we're always on the side of deception?

This, fuck, it's not close! and Bail is swinging his sword.

"How do you feel on the side of being framed by a trap and hunted?

One was eaten, one had his left leg, one had his neck chewed off, and the only one standing was Bail.

In various places, screams and disconnectors echo.

In the woods it was an annoying cry.

"The Grievant (Hater)" isn't magic that works for a long time, so if that solves it, Graywolf will always go back to normal.

I didn't try though, so I didn't know if it would work properly unless I actually tried.

So just in case, I'm keeping my scary scary vampire sister waiting in the woods.

I'm sure he's just going around stabbing stops at dying men by now.

Apart from that, I gave him one role, but he was happy to take it.

"Why are you doing this?"

"The lukewarm evil is driven away by the real evil. That's all."

Bail turned his back and started running away. I let the Greywolves kill me when I tried to chase them.

The Greywolves dyed Zhu around his mouth, glancing at me with their frightened eyes shaking their bodies, fled in a different direction from Bail's.

All you have to do is wait for Dee's report, which would stand around well.

"Well, you'll do well"

It's a race that specializes in the night, but it's also a race that specializes in the opposite sex.

- Running out of the woods, Bail even ran, even as his knees laughed.

There were large nail marks of Graywolf on his back, but he just didn't get a thousand slices of each arm or foot, even though he was still alive.

I felt terrible cold because of the bleeding.

I heard a loud breathing noise when I did it because of my intense breathing.

The horrible face of that warcraft that killed me swept through my brain, and fear prevented me from thinking about anything else.

Gradually, I don't even know where I'm running right now, why I'm running, or where I'm headed.

The vision that was moving reflected the ground, where I realized I had finally fallen.

I realized I was going to die just like everyone else.

"Oh, well. So full of blood...... If he dies, that's why he's in trouble. Is he still alive? What if?

On the verge of Bail's breaking consciousness, I could only see the face of a beautiful woman for a moment.