Me, Adventurer! - Undoubled Skills Are Flat Magic (WEB Version)

That's how we enjoy an early summer vacation, but while we're off, the public is naturally moving.

As I've heard before, Bunny, the Earl who rules Dorton, and Mr. Bernard headed to the battlefield again. Naturally, I'm not alone, I'm taking the adventurers. That made the adventurers of the city of Dorton all women, young men and old men again.

Even though it's war, there's no choice, so it's the Adventurer's Guild of the Day that's in trouble.

"Please, no, take any of them."

When I put my face on the Adventurer Guild thinking 'Collect information as usual', Mr. Tamara cried at me that much.

"I almost ran out of intermediate or higher adventurers, and I couldn't handle the request and it accumulated. The adventurer I always got for you, he followed me to the Count because that's better."

Dorton is a peripheral city surrounded by demons. Naturally, there are many demons out there. Tea is what happens when a field outside the walls is vandalized by pigs and sea lions, and caravans coming and going between the city and the villages are attacked by pigs (oaks) and goblins. Especially now it's a lively summer for demonic movements, and there will be a lot of damage.

The extermination of such demons and the escort of caravans are the work of adventurers. Naturally, the request is also brought to the Adventurer Alliance. But now there are no adventurers to do it. There's not enough quality or number, so Tamara says, while we accumulate requests that can't be processed. Cat ears, usually standing pins, are also dripping today without power. Sounds like you're in real trouble.

Mr. Tamara has been under a lot of care since he came to this city. Sometimes it's because you're an Adventurer and an Adventurer Guild employee, but it doesn't make a difference that you're being looked after. If you're in trouble, it's people's way to help. Do you want to take off a piece of human hadda here?

"Yeah, fine. Let's start with the crusade request. Look after it properly."

"Thanks, that helps. Wow. Well, I'll take care of it first."

Mr. Tamara's ears pin as usual. A broken ear would be nice, but a triangular ear is the basics of cat ears after all. The summer vacation ended in half a month, but not at all if you think it's for these wonderful cat ears!

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Demon hunting is one of my specialties. As an adventurer, I'm still a newbie, but I'm proud to say I've reached veteran territory in terms of the number I've hunted so far.

I think this is due to my ability being good for hunting.

Normally, hunting takes the most time to find a prey. Look for traces of footprints and meals, analyze and predict behavior. It is a world of craftsmen whose skill and experience are required.

And they set traps, push them, confront them and stab them in the stomach, but they say this is the most dangerous moment in the hunt. Because hunted down prey can strike back unexpectedly. Even little rabbits have the power to kick and shatter people's arms, so don't let them relax.

But my planar magic and signs perception overcomes the dangers of its craftsmanship, experience, and retribution.

Using sign detection, the location of prey in the range can be rounded out, and even if there is no prey in the range, you can quickly search for a wide range of prey by traveling on a plane.

Once we find the prey, we check with the camera from an unpretentious position, while remotely stabbing the planar spear. I'm not on the spot, so there's no risk of payback.

It's like being organized to hunt demons. It is no exaggeration to say cheat. You can't blame your father.

But I usually limit killing remotely because it's too easy and my sensibilities are going to be paralyzed. Because without some danger, I'm going to forget the thankfulness of my life.

However, this is not absolutely true, especially when your buddies are in danger, they are immediately shelved. I don't even have to hang my emotions or the lives of my people on the scale to see which is heavier.

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That's why I'm hunting in the Dark Forest, an enchanted realm east of Dorton, quickly. Only accompanied by Woo. I came out as soon as I asked, but I'm telling everyone at the mansion with a flat microphone.

"Oh, are you going to the dark woods? I understand that."

'Oh, yeah. The usual walks. Careful. "

The Dark Forest is a daily Woo walking course, so I'm not doing anything so different. It's always the same to come hunting demons. Just hunting a little more today than usual.

This time, the prey is a large deer demon called Spear antler (Spear Moose), which is over five metres long. It's characterized by a single horn growing from your forehead, like a unicorn, but it's not a horse, it's a deer, it's a puppet hoof eye. Horns grow in both males and females because they are deer, but males have thicker horns and longer. You're no different from the creatures of Earth around here.

It's a relatively quiet demon, but the farmer hates it like a snake scorpion because it often comes out of the woods and roughs up the fields. So did Japanese deer. Only tourist destinations were appreciated. Is that the same place?

Every year in the spring, the breeding season, they put out a request for extermination for the thinning, but this year they're understaffed by the war and have been abandoned forever. You think it's because no one hunts, even though the damage is greater than usual because they weren't pulled off? That's troublesome.

Spear antlers have hunted several times before. Kind of fleshy, like a fatty beef. It doesn't smell that bad. I personally preferred pigmen and pig demons, so I'm not actively hunting. If there was no other prey, it would be hunting. We don't attack humans.

"All right, Woo! That's where Deng is!

Woo runs over to the spear antler cornered by the planar wall, quickly putting the left and right feints in. Spear antlers, who would normally intercept with their sharp corners, can do nothing because they are disoriented by the motion.

By the way, 'Deng like this' is an add-on. You don't have to say anything, Woo can think and act on his own. Clever.

Woo's fangs eat into the neck of a spear antler that just horns. The spear antler, pulled down as it was, had been rumbling like a bull with a bumob mo for a while, but it cramped bickly as if it had been electrically shocked when it sounded like 'cockroach', and then slowly stopped moving. Apparently Wu chewed up the bones in her neck.

And Woo brings that spear antler with a cheat. Placing it in front of me, you sit down and stare at me, waving your patties and tail waiting for something. 'I got you, praise and praise!' I guess that means.

Of course I compliment you, I'll stroke you! Wow, that's great!

I let Woo tailor his prey because of Woo's stress.

No matter how accustomed you are to humans, some animals remain something called the wild. That's instinct, so no matter how many years have passed, it won't disappear. Even human beings, it remains without disappearing. I usually just hold it down with reason or dissipate it with a compensatory act.

Well, it doesn't bother me because I'm usually very dear, but Wu is a monster with a history of being a meadow wolf. No matter how cute you look, there's a raging wild swirling inside of it.

A meadow wolf, who would otherwise be running around the meadows hunting for prey, lives in the city with humans while holding down his instincts. It can't be stressful. If we leave it as it is, one day it will erupt and be irretrievable.

So this is how from time to time, I let you hunt. It's not a compensatory act, it's an act of itself that makes you stress. The wild is best left wild.

You felt better after stroking me for a while, Wu flipped over on her back and showed her stomach. You mean stroke this one too? You're already satisfied with the wild. Yes, sir.

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Then he exorcised about four heads, and brought a total of five back to the city. You enjoyed the hunt in full, and Woo's footsteps are light. No, you always looked like this when you walked. As usual.

Crusade proof is Demon Stone and Horn, but skin and meat are in considerable demand too, so this time we submit it to the Adventurer Alliance as a whole, except for one for ourselves. Not only do you crusade, but you also get points for sourcing and a great deal.

"Thanks ~! You cleaned up the nastiest crusade so quickly, it really helped. Wow!

Tamara's liking has increased and it's even better value for money. Make steady points and let me moff those ears one day.

It's just that I cut off all my prey's neck to drain blood.

"My neck is dropped again..."

"Even if they do, is" Neck Hunting Rat "a" Neck Hunting Rat "? Kuwabara Kuwabara"

What a voice I heard, but I don't care. It's the usual.