Hunter of the Perished World

Lt. Carl's mouth is wide open, staring at Jean like it's some kind of daylight snarl.

Gene accurately describes the stolen weapons, as well as what Junk Wagon looks like. Of course, Lt. Carl knew Jean was right about everything because he was identifying the traits of the enemies he needed to track down.

"But knowing them doesn't prove you killed them. Maybe you just saw them and passed them by."

But I didn't intend to pay Lt. Carl the same.

"Also, if the quest was already resolved before they sent it, it seems that there is also an error in retroactively paying you."

Of course, if it has already been resolved, if you don't give up the quest, that's it. Gene didn't realize there was such a quest, and Wargrave was under no obligation to retroactively pay compensation for cases resolved on a needless basis.

Common words, just say what you don't have. It's hard to believe what Jin says, and there's no reason to reward even if you do.

"A reasonable question, but this will change your mind."

Gene pulls the heat warhead out of the vacuum. Of course, it was no wonder Lieutenant Carl's eyes lit up.

"Missing weapons, aren't we supposed to find them?"

It's dangerous to show that you have Wargrave weapons, but Gene considers Lieutenant Knife to be quite flexible.

"Ha…."

Lieutenant Carl laid eyes on the evidence, but he could no longer doubt the camp. It's only Wargrave that uses these firearms without having to cross-reference the lot numbers.

"As you can see, it's a hard sheep for me to carry. I'll give you the coordinates if you have a good reward."

Gene is very fond of weapons, but he prefers chips even more. Weapons are only used to kill enemies, but chips are absolutely necessary to prolong Gene's life. There were many benefits to cashing weapons on the Korean Peninsula that might come back.

"Ugh..."

Lieutenant Carl is troubled.

I can think of a reward for the slatters' deaths, but the coordinates buried in the weapon are certainly of practical value.

No, no, no.

Rather, they may have to give more rewards.

"... going down?"

"Yes."

"You followed me down here and now you're going back down? I heard you right, didn't I? You didn't hear wrong, did you?"

"Yes, we go back to Ad Point."

"Shit..."

As soon as Jean gets back, Leona is stunned by what she has to say. Soon after, he regained his senses and looked at Lieutenant Carl sitting next to Gin.

"I didn't know you had company, huntsman."

"Don't worry, little guy."

"Well, I tend to shorten my time a lot if I get it right. This should do it."

Yo-Yo did.

Since we don't know if the coordinates are really armed, Lieutenant Carl has asked us to escort him to Gene and Ahd Point. If the weapon is confirmed, pay 1500 chips in remuneration with an additional 100 chips on the promised 1400 chips.

The repairs were truly devastating, and a normal Monster Hunt quest would take at least 10 trips to the Jinn of the Heights.

But Leona was devastated by all the explanations.

"We must go back and climb back up there after walking away..." "

I walked for a week. I didn't struggle, I didn't struggle. Gene looks at the murderer, Leona, and says, "Throw."

"What are you doing? Wait here. I'll stop by on the way back anyway."

"Well, that should do it. Then I'll wait here...."

All you have to do is stay here until Gene returns. Nothing tiring or annoying. You need to be alone for approximately two weeks in the free city of Shira.

"Well…. It's the same with being here and following him around."

Two weeks in Shira, no money, and Jean won't give Leona a single chip. Perhaps you should steal.

Leona clears her head for a moment as her head gets complicated.

Then I thought like lightning, and my glabella twisted.

"Mister, isn't this a bit strange?"

"What's weird?"

"Why do you take the money when I've got most of them?"

"Hmm?"

"That's right. I blew up the chipbox, and they were almost dead, and you had to kill six people."

Leona claps her hands together.

"Fairly divided by 8: 2. I'm an 8."

"That's crazy."

"What, am I wrong?"

Gene stiffens his tongue slightly when Leona says something unthinkable.

Leona wasn't wrong.

However, it is dismissed.

"If I'm wrong, explain it to me in a difficult way. I killed most of them. Why do you care? Isn't it strange?"

It was Lieutenant Carl who responded.

"Wait…. You're saying this kid killed all the slatters?"

At that, Leona nods.

"Not all of them, mostly?"

"Hunter, is this kid right?"

"Mmmm..."

Jin gives you a trembling nod, a very reluctant look on his face. Leona paid Jean well. So Leona actually blew up most of Slater's herd with her own power. So this quest was won, but Leona's stake is actually greater.

"That's right. Don't."

Gene admitted the fact with a very unacceptable expression. Leona puts her hands on her waist and says to Jean,

"Sir, I will demand a 'fair' price for this quest."

"…… Haha…."

It's impossible to explain that it's not cheap anymore. Looking at Leona's attitude, Lieutenant Carl felt that the kid he thought would be a hunter's squire was quite strange. Gene is not a robber or a slater.

It does not act according to morals and ethics, but according to the hunter's rules and tries to comply with them in most situations.

You don't covet other people's prey. He doesn't even say he did the hunting he didn't do.

"What are you gonna do, mister?"

Gene chewed it out, feeling helpless.

"Yes... So... let's do it... No.... We should do that."

"…… are you mad at him?"

When Leona asked, Jean made an impression.

"No, not at all."

Gene steps down to the first floor of the inn in a rather emotional manner, and Lieutenant Leona and Carl stare closely at the place where Gene had gone down, and their eyes meet.

"You look angry."

Lieutenant Carl says Leona snaps her tongue and kicks.

"But isn't it a little cute?"

Leona shrugs.

They have now come down to the first floor of the inn to fill their hungry stomach. Gene pauses to order Leona's share of food.

If Leona comes out modestly, you can use the method to limit her price to pay for her meals. Leona will be in trouble.

Gene sorts things out for a moment, and then he's out of his mind.

'What was I thinking...'

What the hell are you doing to keep this from happening? I can't believe that Leona went behind my back after being taunted by a child. She'll make a fool of herself with this. Gene thinks he's a reasonable consumer and producer, and he's never felt so petty before.

The price of steamed sweet potatoes, corn and one chip is neither generous nor pressing. Gene looks at Lt. Carl and says, "In order not to get discouraged."

"Lieutenant Carl."

"I'm listening."

"You'll be okay with the quest from now on, right?"

"Hmm, something like that."

"It is the Bondi Hunter's principle that the client pays full attention to the meal during the accompaniment quest."

"……."

Leona looks at Gin with a look of horror, and Lieutenant Carl nods kindly.

"Is that so? I didn't know. Then I'll pay. Hey, three meals. Please."

"Yes, yes, sir."

There was no objection to paying for the chips at all when you took out three chips in advance. Gene had no idea that he looked smaller than anyone else in the world.

Rather, Lieutenant Carl seems to be willing to give it to you that much.

Leona bows her head, her face turning red for some reason. Gene is nodding satisfactorily because he can't even see how modest he is and he also solves his meals for free. Of course, he did not find the principle without gin.

Longevity doesn't necessarily make you wise.

Soon, the meal was ready and it was no wonder that a great meal was not prepared. Above all, the innkeeper was shot by that dreadful Wargrave in front of his eyes. I couldn't even ask for the brokerage fee, so I said everything.

Lt. Carl paid the innkeeper for the brokerage, as if he had forgotten, only after Jean had said one more word.

"Everywhere you go, you treat me like I tore down a town."

"People get scared just knowing they can do it anytime they want."

Lt. Carl nods at Jean's words. Leona was looking at Lieutenant Knife in a clean outfit as if it were strange. Leona was surprised because she was a Wargrave soldier who had never encountered anyone before in his life.

Lieutenant Carl skins the sweet potatoes and eats them, and Leona opens her mouth.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm eating a sweet potato."

"No, why are you taking it off?"

"…… Isn't it tasteless to eat with a peel?"

Instead, Lieutenant Carl tilted his head toward the skin-eating gin and Leona, and Leona became bored with the sight of any great creature. Of course, Gene didn't say anything about it.

"Ah…. Yes..."

Leona quietly eats the sweet potato peel. Taking care of the taste, Leona had never imagined. I've never thought about just eating something, where it tastes good, or where it tastes bad.

Of course, grilled or poisoned dog meat was reluctant to taste truly dangerous, but that was a slightly different matter.

Sweet Potatoes are okay if you eat the whole shell, and it's a shame to throw away some of your food.

They're full, aren't they? '

Somehow, Leona pushed the sweet potato upside down and drank a cup of water with a few tears.

"Whoa…."

However, Leona enjoyed seeing someone like this strange person from another world. They have to go down a long time. You can cover your sweet potato peel now, but not in the wilderness.

'Grilled meat is not worth the peel.'

Just thinking about how this weird blonde jerk's face distorted when he eats grilled meat, Leona felt like flying away.

Leona's personality isn't bad for anyone.

Of course, in a bad way.