Ten kilometers away from this world, it's already a secret place.

People build borders, but they can't control fantasy. Every country is a country where people can live, and the rest is a reign of fame. War of aggression can't be a people-friendly area.

"... six more..."

Thirty minutes into the mountain I decided to hunt. I hunted the lowest number I had ever set.

Horned pigs are fertile, omnivorous creatures that even eat poisonous mushrooms that kill people if they eat them. But the flesh is good enough that if you go to the Adventurer Alliance, there will always be a capture request posted.

Well, because he's a pig living in a fantastic world and has a vicious horn, it's an adventurer or veteran hunter above class D. In a new American adventurer, they just kill you. Besides, even a real hunter is enough to hunt for a day.

"Well, that's obviously unusual."

Even though I say I leave the ex-A class adventurer and the bow to the superior Zamberly old lady, the rate of encounting with horny pigs is too high. They are cowardly, and the speed of escape is as much as detachment. Even Tota's feet won't chase him.

So hunting horned pigs is a must to get ahead. hunt before they are found, is.

That's what I was hunting for this time, too, but the horned pigs showed up in three, and hunting one of them would suffice. The basics of the hunt don't accuse me of lowering my bow.

But the other two attacked us. I'm surprised it's impossible first, but there's no gap in Zamberly's old man.

He led an arrow to flow and struck out the horned pig's forehead precisely.

I thought by chance, the three of them who showed up five minutes later showed the same behavior.

"Something like that happened before."

If you look at Zamberly's old man, he seemed to understand in his skin and experience that this event was unusual, and he looked harsh.

"... scouts, right..."

Zamberly's old man groaned potpourrily.

"I knew it. Do you mean there's something to lead it? Not at all, trouble again."

Well, life is such a thing. Can you even gucci?

"Bae."

His eyes were like, 'I'll buy you some time. I said run,' but I laughed at him with my nose that I wouldn't ask him that.

"You won't be able to make a big face on Tota if you run off at Temei's hunting ground. Look, I'm a dick."

I'm still a big brother. - Shit, we'll have to build one ticket here.

"Damn. I've never been happier with an adventurer. I'll show you what an ex-A adventurer is capable of."

"That's who we are."

He gave his greatest praise as a future son to the future Oyaji, who laughs niggardly.

"He's a hot parent and kid. Then shall I be serious too?"

and when the sage lord pale and brilliant, the gray-haired girl turned into a golden beauty.

"... No way, what is a high elf. You were serious..."

I heard you were there, but high elves are legendary beings. Even an elf would say your name once in his life.

"I can tell you're a high elf. Surprised by the bei."

"Blonde Bigeye is nothing but a high elf - I guess. Or is it a new species of rare creature, not a high elf?

"That's you!

"That's you!

Somehow I got stuck in there.

I don't know if I'm convinced, but I'm not a hutu anymore because I have memories of my previous life or three abilities, but I'm not a jean!

I wanted to say something back, like that, but Zamberly's old man sensed his next prey approaching, and he followed an arrow.

"Whoa. Looks like he's from over here, too."

I don't feel it, but the ex-A adventurer and the high elf are saying, no mistake, I set up Killing Ayumu.

"Damn, you're surrounded."

"And you're going to be warcrafted. You're not a big shot."

Warcrafting. It seems to say something ruled and changed by demons.

"Capture him alive, if possible?

"The meat of the warcrafted thing doesn't taste good. Well, skins and horns are delicious to use."

That's the former adventurer. You have something to say.

Still, it'll feed Elina, so I'm sorry to capture her alive, but I'm also sorry to force you both to struggle. Would you like to try something other than meat this time?

"Coming!

"Hehe. Long time no see."

Lord Sage gave out more than an equal vicious battle axe from somewhere.

The height of the beautified Sage Hall is about one hundred and eighty centimeters. Boncupon on a slender cunt. Oh, no, it's not, it's something you can often manipulate a two-meter war axe with that body.

Nearly two metres of horned pigs appeared neglected from among the trees.

"Come on, you're here to hunt, so hunt. If you kill him, do it elsewhere."

Lord Sage, who leaves one horned pig after another in two. Two, you, actually, would be a combat maniac.

"Huhahaha! Don't be so hard on me. I've hated pigs for a long time, and I want to kill them."

I'm so unobtrusive that all I can say is yes anymore. I don't know where I can use it anymore.

"Well, even a piece of meat will feed, and I'll collect it"

I don't like or dislike sea creatures. Bad eating more than horned pigs. And I can get you more delicious than a horned pig. Pick it up or pick it up. Pick it up for nothing.

"I'm bored. Are we done here?

Kill three dozen of them too. Zamberly's grandma didn't show up at all.

"Even so, you were quite there. Damn, if this was a regular horned pig, we could have captured it and livestock it."

It's close to a miracle that so many come out, not to say warcrafted. I can't blame you for that.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

and the sound of something barking echoed through the mountains.

"Right this way."

Do you know where it came from, Zamberly's old man and Lord Sage moved.

Go out to a good spot on the lookout and look around. but in my eyes, I could only see the mountains.

"Over there."

and Lord Sage chined around the ridge of the mountain across the street.

Hate and my eyesight are slightly above average. It doesn't even look as good as bean grains, such as those that are more than a kilometer away.

So I created a telescope in the junction.

"... here comes another strange one..."

I can't believe the pig is spanning the pig. Somebody tell me that heart.

"It's a world full of life."