I handed the notebook forward.

The names of the humans on the upper left and their respective grades are recorded next to them.

Lena, grade A, 10.

I can see the sentence again.

When I first saw it, I passed it on without thinking.

Hunting book.

Why the hell did Lena's name say it was here?

One hypothesis crosses my mind.

When I was with Rubia, Lena was being hunted, and when I met her in the cave, she was on the run.

Then it fits just fine.

Lena continues to think that most humans are just trying to exploit themselves. The exploitation may have included a life of slavery.

‘That's how I hated humans.

Huff.

I shook my head.

Soon I erased my thoughts.

Anyway, Lena didn't tell me this. You don't have to assume anything unless you say it with your own mouth.

Of course, there are many possibilities that the human written here is just the same name.

“Ugh. Ugh.

I'm fluttering my notebook, and I hear a little groaning next to me.

I forgot I had a boy. I see a bruised face. My face is full of fear.

I decided to erase it from my mind, but I felt even more sorry for the boy because I thought Lena might have experienced something like this. I looked at him and spoke to him.

“Is this the best you could do? ”

“Hehehehe!”

The boy has hiccups and groans.

It's awkward to see him shouting confidently for help. I thought you'd be bothered by a thank-you, but you look unexpected.

I looked around and soon understood the situation.

At the boy's feet, the bodies of the ‘villains’ he spoke of have been brutally destroyed.

Of course he wanted you to save him.

But when he faced the flesh of overwhelming violence, he felt fear before gratitude.

The corpse of a black-headed man whose shoulder armor shattered half his body is near the boy's forehead. His corpse is disgusting to me.

Was it too much shock? The white lens protrudes slightly in and out. The boy hardens and clamps his hands together.

‘Let's abandon it. ’

I was going to throw it away, but then I suddenly remembered Rubia, looking at her shaky face. You might want to pay a little attention.

“Hey, human. ”

“Ugh. Ugh.

Failed.

The boy stuttered because the sun was stiff even further.

I soon realized my mistake.

‘Maybe the title is wrong. ’

I called without thinking. The moment you call me a human, it's obvious what the other person will think of me.

Gulp.

I turned my head toward the boy who was taking a deep breath while swallowing his saliva.

I need a fix.

[Activate Masquerade Ball!]

[Apply a human face over your face for a short period of time.]

[Transformation: Batienne von Leandro]

[65% similar.]

[Remaining parts will be randomized.]

[Timeout: 10 minutes]

[Next use in: 6 hours]

A skill that has been used for a long time.

It's a long way to go to a nearby city anyway. I'm going to relieve the boy of his helmet.

Doesn't he seem like a trustworthy, clean human being now?

Huff.

But the result was the exact opposite.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh! ”

The boy steps backwards on a crushed corpse.

‘What, what's the reaction? ’

Not at all likely

The boy who had seen overwhelming violence and remained still, this time, he was terrified and turned back, as if he had seen a ghost from a nightmare.

“Yoo, ghosts.! ”

Ghosts?

There's no one around.

Just me and the boy.

I saw him lift his sword and shine.

Skill is working properly. It's hard to realize what's wrong right now.

“Hee, hee.! ”

Chop, chop!

The boy rolled the floor slippery, crushing his entrails.

He tries to run away from me with his blood all over his body.

What are you going to do? ’

I was watching him with my arms crossed.

[Crisis Evasion (Li Triggers!]

[Kill the boy!]

[Next Trigger: 167: 59: 59.]

"What? A weak human like this becomes a threat? ’

The light of the hidden pendant disappears again.

Pendant received from Lena.

This is a clear scenario item and an artifact with special powers.

The night with Raleigh brings back the power of the pendant who saved my life.

However, I want to complain that there is a degree to jokes.

The boy who opens his eyes is likely to die with a tap of his finger.

Huff.

Nonetheless.

Maybe the body trusts the pendant.

I was cautiously exhausted by the sword in my hand.

‘Really, do I have to kill him? ’

Hmph!

The boy's body twitches as he looks at the tight dagger.

Chop, chop!

The man who stood up suddenly started running away.

I chase after him like a walk.

There's no one around but me and the boy anyway.

I'm still confused.

“Aaahhhh!”

The boy runs away screaming.

I glanced at the pendant. Check the window that rises above it.

[??? Kill.]

[Next Trigger: 167: 58: 59.]

I think, following behind me, as if walking.

A weak human who looks like he can kill even if he throws lumps of dirt together. Rather, he hesitates.

In front of a small glass that will break too easily, my side will be cautious.

Why would the pendant consider this a crisis? I was more curious than worrying about missing a boy.

Shoot 'em.

The path narrows a little.

A place to call a flurry spreads to the left, and you hear a deep, rapid stream flowing down there.

I chase him four steps behind the boy.

You can catch it anytime you want. You can always kill if you want to.

But the desire to see what is being done stops murder and capture.

It was then.

“Hee hee hee! ”

The boy looks back and sees that I'm right behind him, and is shocked and squirms.

‘Oops.,

“Aaahhhh!”

The skinny body drops quickly down.

Birds sometimes walk on earth, but humans can't fly in the sky.

The tearing screams continue to echo up the cliff.

Splash!

concludes.

‘Should have caught it. ’

The boy was wiped out under a cliff of water. I could have saved him if I had just blown him away.

But the pendant's message to kill the boy slowed me down.

It felt strange.

I looked at the pleasures. It's a long way off.

It's too high to detect whether he's alive or dead.

‘Dead.’

I shook my head.

We have a long way to go to find and search.

I kept walking.

I didn't want to get involved in any more noisy things.

Hidden skill used to walk in the air.

The sun rose and rose again, and the moon was dim and clear again.

When I walked along the sign for about three days, I saw a familiar gray wall.

It was Eublam.

A slow winter sunset sets over the wall.

Two guards come out of the gate with torches.

I looked at him for a moment and turned my head.

There's no business in the city.

I walked to a village near the orphanage.

You hear the sound of a tree lighting in a large woodshed.

You can see the winery from a distance, and the upstairs nursery building just pops into view.

I don't see any kids running outside because it's cold.

Lena was no longer surrounded by her favorite children.

"Detection."

You have to be careful from here.

This is a slime zone.

They're all in the building. ’

However, I don't think I've ever felt the Principal Bone Slime before.

Maybe he's away for a while.

Maybe it's gone.

In his old life, Slime left this place to the rest of the humans.

However, there is no adult to manage at this time. I can feel it.

Did he abandon the nursing home? ’

That makes things easier.

You dig inward, hidden.

Of course, no one found me. I clearly remember Lena's face.

I found her on the second floor shortly.

‘Single room.? ’

Lena's sharp, carry-on girl sits quietly in a chair with her hands together.

Be careful not to startle them.

I went outside on purpose and knocked on the door.

Knock, knock.

“Come in.”

"Come in"?

Surprisingly calm.

I changed my tone.

I didn't want to interrupt my sister's time, so I hardly mingled with my child, but I spent three months at the nursing home. I watched the sisters together a lot.

He was an aggressive and cute guy.

Of course, when you are with Lena and when you are alone, your attitude may be significantly different.

It's definitely her face.

You unlock the safe house. You open the door and go inside.

Two black eyes stare at me quietly.

The child looks at me and asks with a genuine curious look.

“But who are you? ”

“Lena's friend. ”

“Your friend? I didn't know you had friends like this. ”

I delivered Lena's letter.

“Look, it's evidence. ”

The girl read the letter from beginning to end.

“That's really your handwriting. ”

“Of course.”

“He asked you to bring me in? ”

I didn't do anything about sparkling. Rather, the child felt a little drowned.

“Yes."

I nodded. I felt annoyed and asked.

“Do you not want to go? ”

“What are you talking about? That can't be right.

Come with me. ”

The child held my hand and waved.

I looked quietly at the child in the red robe, which was a little loose on his body.

The child felt empty somewhere.

But it's the exact same impression I've seen before. It's not a mistake.

Something may have gone wrong with this Human girl.

It's not something you can do.

I was just being asked.

I'm in a hurry to get it out.

Pot!

I held the child and it floated through the second-story window. There's no surveillance.

My body flew so far away.

All that's left is to go to Grasmear.

You feel so helpless fighting the spirit of the swamp and preparing for it.

‘How easy can it be? ’

The child in the red robe, holding her in his arms, is quiet for a moment.

You're on your way to Grasmear in no time.

The child asked me.

“Since when did you two become friends? ”

“Since when?

I thought about it for a moment and replied at the first moment I met you in the cave.

“You just got to know him. Amazing.”

The sunset fades and the son-in-law grows darker.

The child looked at me with unshakeable black eyes and asked.

“When will you take off your helmet? ”

We'll be arriving at Grasmear soon.

Abusing a skill that can only be used once a day is also not good.

I didn't intend to take off my helmet.

To change the subject, I came up with another question.

“Well, do you need anything? ”

It may seem too late to ask.

The child nods.

“Do you have anything to add? ”

“You will? ”

“Something that could hold two marbles. ”

Dry trees stand on the dark side of the road, which is no human being.

Two beads.

I slowed down a little to go through my backpack.

And I talked to him.

“Where are the marbles? ”

Fighting.

Black eyes were pushed forward, like a drawing.

Two eyes pop out, pressed against the inside.

Two eyes of minerals, red on one side and green on the other, glisten in the dark of winter night.

Holding Two Fallen Black Orbs

The child was a horse.

“It's hard to polish, it's a bit of a waste. ”