Meet Beast Tamer, the mightiest species of cat ear girl banished from the brave party

She's a certain ghost tribe.

An unusual species among them, its number of individuals is small.

As a result, it is often hard to see.

I often have painful feelings.

Her life was just difficult.

That is not an exaggeration.

I just never let her off the road for that matter.

No matter how hard I saw it, no matter how painful I felt, I tried to be straight.

How could you do that?

She lives a long time because of her special race.

Even if you're not doing anything, you live a few times more than a human.

With proper physical control, you can live even more than twice that.

Having spent so much time with her, she has dealt with so many people.

Because the race of ghosts basically coexists with humans...

I was involved with a variety of people and shared the same time.

As a result…

She finds out that humans are harder and more painful.

Humans are fragile creatures.

Physical abilities and magic are less than half of the ghost tribe.

It is also mentally unstable and can often hurt one another.

And life expectancy is about a hundred years, no matter how long.

From the ghost tribe I think what an incomplete creature......

Physically and mentally immature, weak.

It hurts easily, you can't get back on your feet, and it crumbles as it is.

She has seen so many people like that.

Looking at those people, she had chest pains.

Whatever the difference in degree, because she's been hurt the same way.

So I was going to know what it felt like.

Hence, whenever I start to have one thought.

I want to save humans...... and.

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"... Phew"

One of several squares in Cagne.

On the bench installed there was an appearance of Illis.

Given the orders given to Reese, you can't stand out.

Try not to put together any sharp signs, for Christ's sake, I'm pretending to be a general public.

Of course, the wings are stored.

However, still, Illis is such a beautiful girl that she was taking away the gaze of a man on the road.

While realizing that, Illis pretends he hasn't noticed and ignores the men's gaze.

Or I can't stand for that.

Because there are other things to think about.

"The murder of a new brave man… ha, that's a nasty request"

If the new braves and the dogs are as powerful as Arios, there will be no problem.

I would be more overwhelming myself.

Iris thinks about that.

It's not a chronic mind, it's an objective fact-based decision.

The fact is, that much power is in Illis.

But the problem is not power.

Iris doesn't want to kill humans anymore.

Intense vengeance disappeared, and now, only stray remains.

"Above all, I can't believe you're accompanied by Mr. Rain..."

Iris was saved by Reese...

But the true benefactor thinks of Rain.

He stood up and tried to save me about Illis.

He tried to purify my filthy soul.

I don't even remember forgetting about it for a moment.

I just can't do anything to trample on that grace.

If I did that, at that moment, I'd fall into an outer path below demons.

"Again, is it tidal time around here?

There is no longer an option to cooperate with the lease.

Then leave her...

Away, then what?

I'd love to go to Rayne's, but I can't do such a shameless imitation.

Because there's nowhere else to go.

"… should we travel appropriately"

Oh, I thought so.

A journey without a destination, just fumbling.

Maybe that's not a bad thing either.

"Phew... Me, what am I living for?

The purpose of life of vengeance has disappeared...... Illis had now lost sight of what to do and the path to walk.

"... excuse me"

"Yes?"

Secondly, Illis was called out.

Look to the side, eyes just a little wider.

There was a ghost woman.

Only one horn grows from the forehead, characterised by a soft face.

"I'm suddenly sorry. I need to ask you a few questions..."

"What is it? On the road?"

"No. The... Could you be the most powerful species?

"... why did you think that?

To be vigilant, the eyes of Illis narrow.

Although Illis decides not to ram pointlessly......

If the firepowder flies, naturally, I shake it off.

"Oh, excuse me. I don't mean to do you any harm or anything at all... on the contrary, I hope you can help me."

"Cooperation...... is it?

"Yes."

The ghost woman laughs.

"My plan… to create an ideal home, if you can help me"

A woman's laugh is gentle...

That was what was so sweet as the Virgin Mary.