Strange Grief Wants to Retire ~ The Weakest Hunter’s Hero Dream

Growing up at the age of fifteen, we formed a group of six, including me, as planned, and had several arm trials at the treasure hall certified as Level 1.

It is ranked by location, gimmick difficulty, threats and available treasures, even if it is a sip of treasure palace.

At level one, it was an easy treasure house for rookie hunters. Not our enemies who were endlessly passionate and through strenuous training.

We attacked the treasure hall in the fastest group of newcomers in history, and while we felt a definite response to the future of treasure hunters - I was certain that I was only one or two turns strong.

In fact, I had noticed thinly during the training phase, but when I was actually poked, I was poked, and I felt as if I was going to fall to the bottom of the Naruto.

As for the difference in strength, it's done to that extent now, but in a few years I won't be able to go about their hunt. They're geniuses, but I only have the same talent as a general treasure hunter no matter what I quote. I also have a bad foot clump.

At that moment, I first understood it from the bottom of my heart.

We are - not equal.

At the same age, growing up in the same environment, we are never equal.

Some have a lot of magic, others are strong. Even the same brothers and sisters, my sister had a magical gift, and I had nothing. How much I regretted that. Well, it wasn't really blood connected just for my sister.

We were childhood friends, best friends.

We've been in groups together for a long time before we decided to go hunter. There were disagreements and sometimes fights, but good things came. My hometown was a small town, so it's like half my family.

It's so different that I can feel the weakest. Perhaps everyone felt that I was not talented and that my growth rate was slow.

Still, it must have been because of their kindness that not a word had been touched on the matter until then.

And the night I attacked the treasure house for the first time, I wet a pillow in the first inn I stayed in, worried about my troubles all night and - I decided to give up everything myself.

The treasure hall accumulates wealth and danger. High concentrations of Mana Materials generate treasure halls and treasure objects, while at the same time generating phantoms (phantoms) that live as adversaries and rejecting what they visit.

If we keep hunting together, one day I'll be the one pulling my legs and putting the whole party at risk. If you abandon me when I step on Doji, it's not so much of a problem because I'm just going to die (no, it's a problem), but I'm sure they don't choose that choice. Besides, I don't want to die either.

Giving up on your dreams was a frustrating thought, but you should give up if it's enough to put your friends at risk.

My adventure ends with a treasure palace attack for beginners. But that's kind of a story to think about, and if my friend became a first-rate hunter, he could boast that I was a former member of that group.

I gathered everyone in one of the rooms the next day, and I told everyone that I would give up the treasure hunter.

Tears had already flowed through the night, so I probably shouldn't have.

Then, at the outset, Luke Psychol said with a serious look that I couldn't beat, a friend of ours who started out as a treasure hunter - who would later become a disciple of Kensei and be widely known for his transformative sword.

"I've been thinking seriously about it all night, too, Klee, and you, you, you don't have a particular role to play, so do the leader."

"... did you hear me?

That was the beginning and the end of it all.

My friends' talents far exceeded my expectations and instantly increased the level of the treasure hall they attacked.

I couldn't keep up with them in just one year, and it hasn't changed the whole time that I'm the leader. Because they were stupid.

It was stupid, but it was the strongest. My passion soon disappeared when I was drunk by the fear of 'death' that I couldn't handle alone, and from there I was in the mood to quit hunter immediately, not reluctantly or anything, but still I remained a leader.

And even after a few years, I am still in charge of the leadership among the monsters who have followed the path of growth.

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"Is that the member of the rumored Mourning Spirit? You look weak at all, huh? I was out of my hips."

"Where have you been? I was making a fuss. '

'... until just now he was lined up behind me in a line outside...'

Rumors have been told. I deserved it.

Lie on your torso at the table of The Mourning Ghost and let your gaze wander blindly.

Members other than me rarely attend such events, so they have a spacious table to themselves. That is, all the other members have left the Imperial capital in the treasure palace offense, and are not there.

My gaze was poorly focused. It singles out the gaze all over the room. But no one comes near.

What was I doing... I thought I was just a little late for bed. So you just had no choice but to go home!

You didn't mind if I wasn't there. Ahhhhhh!

"This is... loneliness, or..."

Nihil grins and tries to tsunami.

My stomach broke clearly. I'm definitely the least physical of the hunters in this space right now.

It's nothing to joke about or anything about trying to escape the fight. I was scared.

How would people who look at me like frigid react when they find out I'm not just a member of the Mourning Spirit, but its leader?

The only thing is that Tino, who pulled me to the table, is swelling his cheeks and holding back the rumorers. My eyes are swallowing swords.

"I will. Ah, never mind, please. I know how wonderful it is."

"Because of you, I'm in a lot of mental pain right now."

Tino Shade is the disciple of one of my childhood friends, Liz from "The Shadow", a genocide monster who can get his hands on before words.

Once upon a time, I nostalgic from circumstances still immediately after I came to the Imperial Capital, and several years after I apprenticed to Liz Smart, I was also the girl I followed along with when I launched Clan, "The Footprints of the Beginning (First Step)" with several parties, beginning with "Son of the Holy Spirit".

I admire your sister for Liz and call her Master for me on that edge. I'm not a party member, but it was like half the mascot in The Ghost of Mourning. Although at some point I became one of the promising monster candidates as much as I didn't deserve to call myself a mascot.

By the way, my name may be Master because I am the leader of The Mourning Ghost, but also the Clan Master of The Beginning Footprint (First Step).

It is the top of a group of monsters, if you will. I would have sat in my seat at some point even though I wouldn't have wanted it if I had said yes appropriately at the meeting at the time of the establishment of the clan. I think I'm going to throw up Guero when I think of it.

"Why are you here? What about Hunt?"

To my question, Tino grabbed my arm and turned to me as I shrunk. The mesmerizing tricks and shortness of temper are just badly influenced by the master.

"... because today," The Ghost of Mourning (Strange Grief) "is a party member... I heard you were looking for..."

"... I didn't say it. I just said it with a little too much face..."

Besides, the deputy master of the clan told me to show my face once or so because it's the system you've been thinking about.

For once, I dress up every time and sneak up on you as a guest.

In the first place, I think it's odd to make a scene with such vague rumors. But if you can get people together, let's keep rumors coming.

The mourning ghost has already solidified its members, but some parties are still looking for outstanding members.

I'm not coming anymore. [M] Next time... or I won't come again. Please don't fight. Please get along.

Everyone was confused by me for making a dramatic appearance, and Tino said it was nice not to come near me, and a handsome man came over from the next table.

It clears the way for those who were surrounded by far-flung windings to crack.

A man who looks better than anyone in a white uniform made by homage to imperial army uniforms, made in clan common.

Golden sarah hair with nostalgic blue eyes. Born in an empire, raised in an empire, and undoubtedly one of the empire's strongest hunters.

Brave man. Hero. Leader of The Son of the Holy Spirit (Arc Brave).

There are only five Level 7 certified hunters in this imperial capital, with two names: "Silver Star Lightning". Ark Rodin.

He is also a rival of my childhood friends. He's a cute girl and a bad guy stiffening up the party.

Plus, he's fucking strong, but he doesn't look great, and he's a pretty good one, which cripples his eclampsia. And I am even more angry when I see my narrow amount through the fact that I suffer from eclampsia. It was a negative chain.

"Klee, you were late. Is something wrong?

"... nothing. I just slept."

"Hahahaha, it's still an interesting joke"

Ark laughs furiously at what's funny. I'm not kidding.

"Stay away from the master. Thin shifts."

"hahahahahaha"

He was intimidating the handsome man Tino showed up. Maybe he's got something in his bump, but he's laughing as Ark slams the table all the time. On the contrary, I'm scared.

And I don't think it's a good idea to bite whoever he is because he's in the company. It was a complete mistake in education.

"I can't sleep looking forward to today."

I was anxious, anxious, blinded and unable to sleep until dawn. That's why I slept.

I would never show up in front of short minded, and strange monsters if I wasn't afraid of the deputy mass.

Hunter is a power supremacist, so even though he's a master, my position is at the bottom.

"I see... so you were assessing in the shadows as a participant.... Isn't that sloppy? Mostly, it was supposed to be the rule to wear a uniform, but I'm not wearing it, and I don't have a mark."

"You're telling me you just slept with me. Listen to people."

I'm getting ready. I didn't have time.

Ark narrows his eyes and looks at me. [M] Even when it comes to handsome genius hunters and such, he doesn't listen to people often because he's also a hunter.

Hunters, basically, don't listen to people.

I didn't make an assessment. I'm not involved in recruiting members for other parties, and I don't need new members for my party. Today's participation is only a decoration.

"Yes, this man, too disrespectful. Remove the clan."

"Hahahahahaha, Tino is as funny as ever!

"I wish everyone was as nostalgic as Ark"

If Ark was Master Greg or that boy who was relative to Tino until just now, there'd be about three outbreaks of fighting.

He reached out to stroke Tino's head to intimidate him, and he's being avoided, Ark.

Great work against the little monster. You can stroke me, but I'll bite you, so be careful.

I rarely go outside because I don't want to get tangled up, and I'm disguised when I go outside. Ark would be the best known face of all this.

A bunch of internal and external hunters are spying on this one, but there was no sign of him coming in between if he was reluctant to arc. I want you to stay with me until I'm done recruiting members.

"So, did you find a good member?

My question draws Ark's attention.

Members of the 'Holy Spirit' are still scrutinizing those who wish to join in a progressive fashion.

As soon as he gives his name, the party leader, a new member will be decided. Even if you didn't decide, you must want a hunter as recommended by a super celebrity as Ark at any party.

Ark leaned over like he was having trouble with his eyebrow root, roaring for a while but shaking his head small to the side.

"... Honestly, that's hard. There are some people who seem to be good, but can you come about our attacking treasure hall?"

I accidentally opened my eyes to the word.

That's right. The monster is born among the monsters.

The strength of the hunter is proportional to the number of treasure palaces attacked for a certain reason.

There is no way that it is so easy for a member to enter a party of the Holy Spirit that continues to attack the treasure hall of high difficulty in its present progression and become instant. He said that if he had that much strength, he would already be active.

This is a place to find those with a promising future. It was pathetic to have a member candidate who was hit by an unlimited high hurdle.

Ark's eyes glow brightly. He asks in a calm voice.

"Was Klee like that a good member?

I don't know because I'm not looking at all. Face up and look around. The hunter with his gaze drew his expression like he was nervous.

I stand at the wall and gaze at Luda, who looks uncomfortable. Greg, who was next to him, opens his eyes and pulls his cheeks with an indescribable look.

A red-haired boy, who was selling fights to everyone aloud, peeled his teeth out while being feathered by footprint members.

When I look at Tino, I tremble my shoulders. I'm going to throw up a lot when I get noticed.

"Hmm? We have enough members now. If I were you, would I take it from you?

to the words he joked and put out, Ark had meditated on his eyes for a while and thought,

".................. Fine. Let's believe Klee's words."

Everyone on the field made a scene. Not to mention how many of the same clans, which world has hunters leaving the selection of party members to other parties? Moreover, it is a super promising party in which even the young men of Imperial Capital contend for one or two.

"Hey, Ark!?

The party member cleric girl speaks up like she panicked.

When I woke up, I put my arms together, my legs together, and I swung back. I smile at it.

"............ well. That's funny. Whatever?

"... I'll ask you alone. We can't afford to raise so many people either."

Ark swallows the saliva. I really miss this guy.

But the recommendation, huh? Funny. Don't think funny, Ark is.

This is a good opportunity. It would also be a topic of discussion. There must be more hunters coming together for the next round of membership if we talk about it. We need to make the room we rent bigger.

The problem is that I have no eyes at all.

All I saw properly were garbage that seemed a little talented, interesting garbage that the hunter experience seemed to grow there, and reasonably strong but unfamiliar garbage. It's not very much, but it's not the kind of lineup I can recommend to The Holy Spirit, and it doesn't have the power to read potential or anything.

Whatever it is, if you really refer the members appropriately, you will have a ".

The quick part is recommending the solo guy as a member of the footprint. Our clan is excellent, so some strength is guaranteed.

And his eyes met, and Tino blushed his cheeks, and beckoned, and said.

"Yes, it's nice. But I've decided to go somewhere, so it's an honor to choose, but I can't go to this non-handsome bastard's party. Please choose from none other than me"

"Next time I have to check with Liz on my education policy..."

My friends have been rivals for years with the Son of the Holy Spirit (Arc Brave), and unlike the nostalgic Holy Spirit, we were very narrow minded.

For a while, I checked to see if there was any good, but I don't see that this is it.

What's with all the smiles on your face, you might want to tell me you're not here.

But the monsters staring at us with serious eyes are too funny, and I get that attitude.

He frowned and said with a face that seemed like he had an idea.

My goal now, being completely unmotivated as a hunter, is to be a hardboiled, well-dressed and capable man on the upper side alone.

"Um, yeah... I'm here, though. Look at the timing. I want it for us too..."

"Hey!"

Hostile voice. The boy, who was being held by a footprint member, was forced to shake off the restraint and hugely clamped his finger against me.

That's just the level 4 certification, and they're pretty powerful.

"If you really want to keep your head down, heh! You can come in here with me!

Let me cut my breath and scream. You have the guts, this guy. I'm not supposed to be the same level four hunter as the average person from an arc anyway.

"You don't have a party member or anything?

"... that doesn't matter!!

No, it matters.

Put your hands on your chin and identify the boy as serious. I guess I have talent. I also have the guts. Poor mouth and disrespect can be improved if the Arcs stick to it. There are also statistics that unipolar forms will be stronger than full and strong.

I'm sorry that I'm going to get caught and killed by an existing member when I put him in "The Mourning Spirit," but this time it's "The Holy Spirit," and I don't care about Ark's hard work.

I slapped my hand heavily and laughed at the boy.

"You, what's your name?

"Huh... Gilberto Bush. The Purgatory Sword, Gilberto!

The Gilberto boy screams, stifling for a moment, but suppressing his emotions. Does purgatory sword mean the great sword from the treasure palace that bore its back?

It wouldn't be two names. There is only a handful of hunters with two names in this imperial capital.

Ark is identifying Gilberto boy with serious eyes. Maybe he just looks like a hell of a bad kid right now, even if you look at him.

I slapped my hand and said with a gaze from the top.

"Fine, Gilberto. I'll recommend you to Ark. [M] However, there is one condition."

"Conditions...... so!?

I'm blind. [M] Ruda just looks a little bit like talented trash, Master Greg looks like funny trash, Gilberto boy looks like trash he doesn't know as much as he does, but that's not certain.

Being blind means that whoever you choose is lucky.

"Oh. There's only one condition… 'Unbeatable', that is. What do you think Hunter needs most?" Victory. "

Gilberto boy is listening to me with a surprised look. [M] No, all the members of the clan were quietly listening to me.

Don't worry, I'm just saying it out of my mouth... I'm going to throw up gello.

"Without that power, sooner or later you risk your people. That's why show me the 'unbeatable' power. By the way, I've never been a hunter before."

"What...... so!?

Because I have never fought. Because I have never fought properly.

I have used all means to escape all battles. Sometimes we shield our people, sometimes we use power, we use wealth.

Therefore, this battle also uses its hands.

Remove the gold ring that was on your left pinky finger and release it to the Gilberto boy.

The ring is a 'bullet finger'. It is a treasure from a treasure palace, although it is very common. It's not a big deal to have power, but if you want to buy it for gold, it's something that costs a lot.

Catch it with your right hand and Gilberto boy frowns.

I smiled and shouted softly.

"I declare to everyone who is here now. I'm going to recommend Gilberto Boy, but if anyone defeats him and takes away that ring I just gave him, I'll recommend him to The Son of the Holy Spirit (Arc Brave). By the way, that ring isn't a big deal, but it's a treasure piece. Even if you don't need a recommendation, I'll give you that ring when I take it away, so good luck."

Ark whistles briefly.

With an instant understanding of the situation, Tino stuffs his distance from Gilberto boy in an instant and kicks that face.

I stood up quietly with a pulling smile on my face so that no one would notice me.

- Well, run.

§ § §

This is a hero's story.

Full season of treasure hunters. The time when people want wealth, honor, power - glory.

The tale of "The Ghost of Mourning (This Me)", which was to be watched as the only one, a party but a bystander, with a radiant talent for the strongest and fellow clans with similar aims.