"Hey, 'Black Gold'..."
A slight eye-catching, brown-haired man hunter stares down at Sven.
He was a member of a party engaged in exploring the 'White Wolf's Nest' on a different route from Sven.
'Footprints' is a large clan in the Imperial Capital clan, but not the majority of hunters subscribe. Members other than 'Footprints' have also participated in multiple battles in this operation.
Surrounding Sven, who made a safe retreat, was the party that had escaped when it heard the signal of an emergency.
Treasure hunters are rivals to each other.
The resources produced by the Treasure Palace are almost limitless, but the amount obtained over a period of time is limited.
As a result, hunters rarely collide with each other in the treasure hall. Outside the city is extraterritorial, so buying grudges can kill you enough.
But this request is a formal request for an investigation from the state. There will also be a need for some collaboration in requests for investigations that do not know what will happen.
The warning signal was that compromise.
We'll do it on our own. Let them know by sound when an emergency occurs that seems out of their control. That's the thing.
Nearly twenty hunters were gathered in a temporary formation made near the entrance to the 'White Wolf's Nest'. They all came back with the whistle of Sven.
There was a tingling air in the field.
"What do you mean? You're telling me you didn't have any anomalies in particular, but you heard about them and sent out an emergency signal?
"Yes."
Eyes of hostility. Eyes to observe this condition. The look on Sven's face is unwavering, even if he receives a strange gaze from a fully armed hunter.
The hunters who were gathering for those words cut off well. The hunter who had strangled me also frowned.
The Black Gold Cross is a famous party.
Some hunters timidly laugh at the configuration of everyone being resilient and their standing around emphasizing stability, but achievements don't lie.
Above all, the fact that not a single person reached a high level without a shortage of members was worthy of respect.
But that's not what I'm talking about.
Imitation that would confuse the situation should have been avoided as much as possible, beyond the fact that it is an investigation being undertaken jointly by parties of different factions and levels.
The brown-haired hunter punches his tongue and looks over at the other party members and confirms them out loud.
"... has anyone found anything in this? You can be the boss of the example."
Sven frowned slightly at the voice.
Sven is in the middle of this investigation. It would not be interesting to say that it is coming at the request of a formal exploratory, from the very first point of view of which it was requested.
To the words, each leader of the party who was gathered around answered briefly.
"Nothing in particular"
"Neither do I. I ran into a few phantoms, but I handled them without any particular problem."
"... The boss heard that 'Shadow Out' killed him. It won't happen for a while."
The White Wolf's Nest is a treasure house of medium size.
The road is complicated and there are many blind spots, but with this many people, it won't take long to fill all the maps if you proceed with your investigation with vigilance.
The boss, who has concerns with strong enemies, has also already been crusaded. Except that the cause of the anomaly has not been identified, it is an easy category request.
And the hunters' requests are an investigation of the situation on the scene, not an investigation of the cause.
The brown hair hunter squeaks his nose and stares at Sven.
Sven knew about the man hunter in front of him. He's not a good barber, but he's a man of solid strength.
Hunters who only have problems with a request for an investigation like this one will not be mobilized.
No, even if Sven was in the position of the man in front of him, he'd want to complain about one of them if he whistled for that reason.
"... Apparently? You believe more than we do in the words of a man in the city without coming to the scene. Is that what you're saying?
He had intimidating eyes.
It's the sword that hasn't pulled out, but I guess that's because there's a bunch of other hunters around.
Henrik, the newcomer, breathes anxiously and alternates between Sven and Brown Hair Hunter's face.
Sven glanced around slowly once and glanced over his shoulder.
"Oh, yeah"
"... ugh!
Was it an unexpected word, brown hair hunter opens his eyes. Its face is all red and its brows are distorted.
Sven sighed deeply as he stepped forward with an attitude that was still full of beatings.
"Poor thing."
"!? What the heck!?
"Let me tell you something first... we whistled with 'warmth'"
Seeing the faint faces, Sven continues with a pale voice.
A wolf howl echoes from behind the cave. The intruders who suddenly disappeared - are you intimidating Sven and the others? The roar seemed to indicate even some foretaste.
"If they're from The Mourning Ghost (Strange Grief)... don't ring it. Klee says it's okay. If it's Liz or Luke, it doesn't show interest itself, and if it's Citrie - it rather puts you guys ahead. But for once, we're healers. It's against the 'funnel' not to stop the casualties we know will come out."
Hunters are at their own risk. Helping each other in an emergency is an implicit understanding, but I'm not obliged to warn you until you complain.
But Sven did. In the first place, Sven had predicted this development. That's why you're so calm when you complain.
Sven continues as he keeps his back in the trees and tramples the grassy ground.
"Soon there will be a lot of members of our clan. It's not too late to reinvestigate. If you're dying, do as you please. We'll wait here."
"... ugh."
"There's no point in dying of high rewards. I'll just leave the information. You're lucky."
Although the request for an investigation promises a certain amount of remuneration, additional remuneration is given, in particular to those who have obtained valuable information.
The input of multiple hunters is also an aspect of competition.
Brown hair hunter bites his lips.
Additional rewards are not enough to be ignored. but we've been investigating 'black gold' since before it came, but so far we haven't got any strong information. It would be unlikely that we would gain anything if we continued our investigation.
But still, if we wait here as we are and a large number of 'footprint' parties join the fight, the competition rate will be even higher.
Men are hunters, too. There is more greed than a crowd. And I don't feel a big risk in the present situation.
The other hunters are looking at each other like confused. I guess I'm thinking the same thing.
It's supposed to be a warning to smile. But the fact that the other party was famous in the capital was putting a stop to it. Now, the hunter in front of us does have the attitude he deserves for the two names "Storm Strike" he has.
Still, the story would have changed again if only 'Black Gold Cross' had said things like keep exploring.
But they're waiting.
Raise your voice as if one of the hunters couldn't stand the air.
"It's a wolf out here... I can't believe it's slime... there's no way out! By and large, it's no problem if you leave! I have a magician at my party."
Possibility of slime. Everyone would say zero if asked.
Even if it wasn't zero, there's no doubt there's only a chance it's close to zero. It's something we didn't have to assume.
"- Don't forget, back in the day, we just had a clan of 'Footprints'. Klee... my clanmaster once told me to go outside the city to see flowers."
Sven, who suddenly started talking. I quiet around that serious look on my face.
The brown hair hunter, who had eaten and roared his teeth to the point where his teeth snapped earlier, also raised his face.
Behind the talking Sven, the expressions of the members of the 'Black Gold Cross' were bitterly distorted.
Only Henrik, who has just come in, sees the faces of his people with strange eyes.
"If we all go, we don't need to hire an escort, outside, so don't forget to take a proper weapon or something..."
"?... What are you talking about?
"The place is now a treasure house."
"Some of the guys here may remember, but the earthquake just slipped the 'ground range' a little bit. Off, I bumped into him just around the corner heading to see the flowers. You guys ever see that moment where the treasure hall can be done? That was... a sight to behold. It's like hell has appeared in this world. Well, you won't get a chance to see it first."
Nobody said anything.
If you're purchasing information about the treasure hall, it's natural for a hunter. At that time the emergence of the treasure hall became big news.
I guess we all know it.
The brown-haired hunter asks the words in a stunned look.
A treasure hall of high difficulty near the Imperial City, yet not even challenged by most hunters because of its very poor environment.
"Is that... that 'garden'?
A treasure house called the worst near Imperial City, which has only recently emerged and has led to a Level 7 certification in just three years.
Ark recently attacked and talked about, how many hunters can just challenge that in this imperial capital right now.
And he answered not his voice, and Sven looked up to heaven and said,
"'The Thousand Changes' see 'The Future'"
"... that's... stupid"
This is absurd.
The variety of treasure tools is so abundant that it cannot be grasped apart, but it is assumed that all of them are imitations of a civilization that once existed.
There is no such thing as too unreasonable. Futuristic vision and other things in the hands of man.
But most other treasures cannot be reproduced in modern civilization.
Who can completely deny its existence?
Sven made a deep grin at the hunters who couldn't hide the confusion.
"They keep that kind of 'treasure gear'. It's just a rumor. He denies it... but that's why I decided to withdraw. I said why. Still move on. Whatever he wants."
§ § §
There was a peaceful time flowing through the Clanmaster's room.
Everyone has some quiet air in the cranhouse, which has always been relatively busy because they have headed to the treasure hall.
For the tall and large desk for the clanmaster, I drank the coffee Eva let me in, and I pepper-wrapped the paper describing the income and expenditure for this request Eva compiled for me.
It was very easy to see data only made by former merchants. It's brilliant because even amateurs like me know it.
The number of footprint parties and personnel that went to this request. The amount that the clan deducts as an administrative expense from the reward that comes in bulk from the Explorer's Association.
It is marked for members who are predicted to increase their certification level in this request.
Many other clans have poor management systems for their parties, but "The Footprints of the Beginning" take expensive dues, so management is worn fairly slightly.
You can find out as soon as you check your clan's materials for trends in your hunter.
Still, I don't know what's going on with my hunter. I mean... that's what happened.
By the way, Eva will get an answer as soon as she asks you if you know everything.
The first thing I need to remember is the name and face of my hunter...
Honestly, I don't have more than a "heh" feeling when I look at it, but it's bad for Eva, so I scroll through the material whispering like it's the best. I don't know some things, but I don't ask questions.
and that's where one party name came into my eyes.
"Huh? That? Could it be that 'Black Gold Cross' is also going?
"?? Yes. Didn't Mr. Klee make you head for it?
The strange words of Eva reminded me that I was finally using Sven and the others for my parsley.
Maybe Mr. Gark asked me to deliver what I said. [M]
"Black Gold Cross" is an excellent party. Not explosive but excellent stability and impeccable strength of the leader. Of course, there's a lot more common sense than Liz.
It is one of the typical parties of 'Footprints'. If they were there, there wouldn't be a problem with the command over there.
I pull myself out of my body and take it to my chair like I'm relaxed.
Placing her legs on the desk, she frowned as Eva embarrassed herself. Because there's no one here right now.
"I wonder if it was excessive force after all..."
"... Sometimes you can afford it, don't you?
"No, I can always afford it..."
…………
Eva has her white eyes on me. [M]
I have plenty of room. I'm going to have it. But it doesn't always work.
I have no talent but no luck. [M] It's always a bad time. It doesn't work no matter how it moves.
I still manage to turn the clan, but maybe I'm cursed.
I think I'm gonna throw up.
I have black coffee in my mouth, and I look at it with too much bitterness.
I should have had it cafe ole without dressing up. No more.
"Let's not hunter..."
"Say that again..."
Well, that'll be just fine this time.
I can't believe it won't work by joining the war until 'Black Gold'. It doesn't extend to arcs, but it's better, even if it's not the best.
Is the only question that remains...... is to hold Liz back?
Look down at the underground training ground where Liz should be under stress and sigh.
Now I still believe and adulterate what I said, "I have something else to do," but if I don't give anything up, I risk single-handedly assaulting the 'White Wolf's Nest'.
Everyone in the footprint will put everyone else at risk. That's all you have to avoid.
It's the only job I can do. I'm not motivated, but I have to. I can't bother you.
But yeah...... she's motivated. The move doesn't stop early.
Arms together, blurring and looking up at the ceiling.
Hmmm...... Liz, I'm a thug.
You can go to the right treasure hall... Tino will be forced to take you too, so let's pick an easy spot. Keep it as far away from the White Wolf's Nest as possible... and make it unpopular so it doesn't bother you.
Liz won't even say no if I ask her to.
She's a "moving" person, so it's hard not to move, but it's easy to change the direction of movement.
I'm... I'm confused today.
"Yeah, you are"
He asked me, nodding, with the indescribable look of Eva, who had been watching me in silence.
"... what did you see?
"Huh? No... nothing?
"............... Really?"
I decided to get up and go into the task of selecting the treasure hall.
I'm gonna have an arm.