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

He survives Mr. Gark's abduction safely and walks inside the Explorers Association with his shoulders turned.

Because of half-time, there were only rare people in the lobby queued up in some time zones.

When I first came to Imperial Capital, the building looked terribly rudimentary, but even just me would get used to it after five years.

Look through the billboards with innumerable billboards affixed to the requisition tables, look through the billboards with the most recent news affixed to them, and look through the billboards with the information on the prize neck lined up sideways.

I just checked, and I can't do a level 8 norm on my own.

I walked around the Seekers Association slowly, checked in front of the counter, checked the delivery and appraisal office, checked the materials room, and ended up unable to find what I was looking for, and I frowned and sighed.

What I was looking for was an escort. To be clearer, it's a hunter with the "First Step" mark that's going to listen to me.

Basically, I don't want to go out alone. The journey from the Explorer's Association to Cranhouse is also crowded, equal to no chance of being attacked along the way, but still doesn't want to leave as much as possible.

When I go out spontaneously, I find the right escort in the cranhouse and take him for the right reasons (or only when I have an escort), but when Mr. Gark abducts me or calls me, I really walk alone.

I have no problem going because Mr. Gark is here, but I can't help but be afraid to go home.

Of course the equipment is perfect. It's stiffened with treasure tools from toe to toe, but that's the only way to rest.

"At all, Mr. Gark suddenly calls every time, so I have trouble. I didn't have to rush it... even if they didn't tell me."

I gently glanced out through the entrance door as I moaned the chain on my waist.

It's a big street before the expedition. Sometimes the sun is still high, and unlike some of the ones that weren't busy, there are many crowds.

Townspeople narrow their eyes to the passing carriage, dazzled by the shining sun. No one has an uneasy look like me. [M]

I'm just a little distracted by the sight. Even though the general public is not frightened, it is strange to say that I am frightened, even if I am a hunter.

When I put my chest up and pretended to be calm, I felt tempered and took a step outside all the time.

§

High level hunter name values are quite strong in Zebuldia.

Although hunters and bites may vary from job title, track record, area of expertise, etc., the general hunters are considered first-rate from around level 5, so that they can be heard by the country, nobility, large chambers of commerce, etc.

Since then, he has come to have a strong backbone as if proportional to the level.

It is also around this time that ordinary people fans come out. As a descendant of a hero, Arc boasts explosive visibility in Zebuldia, as well as fans of violent Liz.

A hunter is a single warrior, but also a kind of idol.

Such visibility is one factor in the immense wealth and honor of the hunter, but on the other hand, I have few such fans, whose strange powers have made me one of the best level 8 in the working empire.

Because he felt a sense of crisis around starting to become somewhat famous and tried to hide his face as much as possible.

I've never even had a face in a newspaper, and, well, there's no way I can perfectly hide my face or anything, so there's not many people who know me, but in general, thousands of changes go by without knowing who I am.

Face unknown would be top notch among high level hunters, including two other Level 8 present in the Imperial Capital.

Neither that nor this is to make any 'enemies' to high level hunters.

For example, a combat maniac like Luke, whose opponent knows the strong and tries his arms.

For example, a criminal who is hunted by a hunter and has a strong grudge.

Hunter's enemies can't afford to list even criminal organizations that specialize in hunter-owned treasure and those who come by to inflict a spill of authority.

And this is important, but unlike other high-level hunters, I don't have the strength to deal with them.

That tries to hide his face, and when he goes outside, he tries to put on an escort. Wear treasure gear as much as possible, and avoid unpopular paths as much as possible.

Nobody understands, but I'm - I'm a chicken.

Walk carefully and carefully down the road to Cranhouse. I wanted to hide my face, but I can't hide it because if I hide my face in this situation, it will stand out the other way around.

Unfortunately, the practice of "Dancing Light Shadows" had not yet reached the realm of changing one's face either. It was possible to make some changes from the beginning when "The Converting Person", but this is not the strength or weakness of the treasure tool, it would be unsuitable.

Fortunately, no one came looking this way.

I won't allow anyone else to follow me in my ability to get into the ordinary people around here. I told Liz, "That's Klee! It's like you're just a person! 'That's the level they say.

Of course the absorption of Mana Materials is the lowest class, and it seems as though she hasn't become a samurai until she gets to the point where she is. That's not acting...

As I walked thinking that there was no such benefit, I accidentally had a hand on my shoulder from behind.

The chill races and slowly looks back.

"Mr. Klee. Long time no see."

"... oh, long time no see"

Standing in an obscure manner was a blue-haired boy with cold eyes like ice.

The year is probably about the same as Tino's or a little under. The outfit belongs to the general public, I don't wear protective equipment or anything, and I don't have a weapon, but that's why I feel uncomfortable about the gap with my sharp eyes.

But more than that, it was one question in my chest.

... who?

"Suddenly, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I haven't seen you again in a long time, but I need to talk to you."

... who?

It's been a long time since I've accidentally said anything, but I have a gentle grin on my face that I don't recognize at all.

As I mentioned earlier, there are not many people matching my name with my face. I wouldn't be a member of Footprint.

For some reason, there is a rule in Footprint that when a member joins, I conduct a direct interview. I can't help but think that my face doesn't match my name, but I can't think that I've forgotten my face itself.

From the mouth to mouth, me and the boy seem to know each other. It's unlikely that it's the wrong person.

Maybe you're a fan of mine?... There is no way.

Noticeably through, frozen blue eyes. He's a handsome guy with a cold impression. He's the type who's not at our party.

... who?

"At the time of my arrival, I think you were wondering about the errands."

... who?

The boy talks about me elsewhere in confusion. I want you to introduce yourself first or put a name tag on your chest.

Don't think I remember you, do you? Even though I don't even remember the members of my own clan.

"I know the Gark Branch Manager called you in. I won't let you take the time. Would you join me, please? Mr. Klee?

".................. oh. I see... that's an odd encounter. I was just hoping I'd see you, too."

I decided to do everything I could with a smile. [M]

I don't know which one it is, but I wouldn't retire anyway where I said no.

It's out of the question that you don't know the name. I would have run out to say I wouldn't know if I was as strong as Liz, but unfortunately I was a fluffy man. It's also big that I don't feel like killing at the moment.

The boy opened his eyes for a moment but quickly returned to his original faceless expression.

"That's right -" Thousands of Changes, "I can tell the story. Okay, come with me. It's not like talking in a stand-up. Even in a nearby coffee shop..."

Right here! I'm not stingy to hang out with (no, I'm stingy to think calmly), but even if we talk about it, this Klee Andrich, I'm not going to be hairy to join it alone. Even younger people who don't have a weapon!

"Sorry, it's just around the corner, so I left my stuff at the cranhouse once -"

"I found it, uh, Run! All of a sudden I ran out on my own..................!? Huh!? Maybe, you found it!?

My words were blocked by abrupt intruders.

It was a blonde girl like sunshine who approached me from across the road.

Big green eyes, spotless skin. The outfit with no highlights still doesn't look like a hunter. And I still don't recognize him.

To the girl who had spoken brightly, the boy called Ahru said without changing his complexion one.

"Oh, Marie. Apparently, Mr. Klee was looking for us, too. They're coming with me."

"! Thank you, Mr. Klee. Great, now I have one less concern..."

A girl called Marie strokes her chest down as relieved.

That diminished concern, it seems you're coming to me? Pick it up?

It's Marie. I still don't remember. I'm going to throw up nervously.

In the meantime, we need to get through this situation.

§

It was a coffee shop with no stranger to my anxiety that was guided by Ahru.

I've been here a few times, too, and the tea flavoured pound cake is delicious. I'm relieved I wasn't suddenly surrounded by strong surfaces in the Chamber for now.

Don't hesitate to order cake and tea because it looks like a treat. You have to eat sweet food and spin your pompous brain a little bit.

When I took my seat, Ahru narrowed his eyes, and even his cold eyes. That's what sharpened them like a blade, I said.

"Your opponent won't need a rush. I want you to step aside."

"Indeed, with Noto Coclair's captivity, you are one step closer to level nine. I also have a loan to Sir Gladys. Destroy the rest of the party and you will lead the other level 8 one step. But that's too much - I'm in a hurry. Don't you think?

"Originally, Akasha was our prey. Maybe the Gark Branch Manager is thinking of changing generations. But in the sense of experience, Mr. Klee, you are inferior to the other level eight. I have heard of the fast-forward march of Mourning Spirit, but considering that, you are still not - a level 9 strength. If you take it, there may be no reason for an outside clan to point that out. But that's our point."

"... yeah yeah, right"

Tea. Ugh.

In front of me completely in reality escape mode, I stop Marie like she panicked.

"Ah, so suddenly..."

"Marie, this is something I have to say sooner or later. Besides, I don't think we can make it to The Changing One."

Marie looks at my face with horror. [M] But I don't know anything.

Uh, the tense look on Runo's face tells me. I laughed and waited for the next word, but it never came.

Well, what's the matter? Actually, I don't know half the story. No, I know what you're saying, but there seems to be a big deal about recognition.

Well, what's the matter? If you're a human being, you'll see what you don't know here, one by one, and you'll solve the problem.

But I have the skills that I have developed so far to tell the story.

"I mean, uh..."

"Huh!?

Ah, the expression on Run's face is tense, and his eyelids are drawn.

Huh!? I haven't said anything yet and I missed something?

Marie next door's mouth is trembling as if she was enjoying a laugh. I didn't see it.

"... I want you to take my hand."

"... Yes. I said it first..."

First of all, I don't remember you getting your hands on it, but let's put that aside.

Experience has shown that Liz does something on her own at times like this. And I am jointly responsible for it. [M]

"K, Mr. Klee! Sure, it's the truth that we were holding hands. But still, I think it's against logic to get your hands off the side. I think so.... What do you think?

Marie gives a trembling voice.

I put my legs together and nodded loudly as I stabbed the pound cake with a crumbling fork.

"Yeah, yeah, you are. Let's take a hand."

"Huh!? Ho, is that true!? Thanks a lot!

Ahru and Marie open their eyes wide and bow their heads like they panicked.

There's no more pulling or snagging than I haven't got my hands on, but you can apologize to Liz or Citrine later from me.

I have done this many times before.

I don't know. I just want to go home. [M]

"Hey, I'm sorry you came all this way to talk to me. I'm not really into the rest of the party or level 9. [M] I'm still more interested in this pound cake."

I'm sick of being taken for something I don't know.

I don't know if Aru and the others are bounty hunters or hunters, but I'm just a leader and I don't know what members do. If you're complaining to yourself - no, you can ask me, yes.

Thanks to the achievement of the purpose, the atmosphere of Ahru and Marie was somewhat relaxed compared to earlier.

Put in a harmless appeal.

"Mostly, I was just called in because I didn't fulfill my norm, and, uh, I don't think that's what you think."

"Norma......?

"Yes, no. I wasn't skipping. It just doesn't feel good."

I wish I could achieve the norm with herb collection or something.

Marie is stunned by my words. I don't know where you got my face and my name, but I'm not who you think I am.

It's finally auction-related, but it fits, and I want you to rest for a while.

When I made a big stretch, I stood up with an unexpectedly harsh look. At about the same time, there is a shadow in my sight.

"... what can I do for you?

"... shut up. You're not the one I need."

I heard a very familiar voice right behind me. Uh, when Run slapped me on the shoulder, apparently my ability to detect signs is less than garbage.

Strong men surround our seated table with familiar movements. Uh, unlike Marie, men with weapons and armor, fully armed.

Sudden intruder, other customers who were in the coffee shop breathed.

Heavy voices like intimidation are thrown from overhead.

"Long time no see, Thousands of Changes. The other day, you licked me a lot."

"... which one?

"Huh............ level, 8. Damn, that's a lot of extra attitude, you're gonna show me..."

Level 7. The faces of the Misty Thunder Dragon (Fallen Mist), negotiated in various auction relationships, were in a narrow store.

At the end of the day, the negotiations should have broken down safely and smoothly, but for whatever reason, everyone is looking down at me with a faint look of fear and strong anger.

Was there a reason to be stunned?

I lift my head wide, and look up to the Lord of my voice.

Arnold was turning his face bright red. The cloudy eyes lit with a flame of anger, and the thick arms that seemed a few times as likely as mine to have been stripped of, tremble as if they were waiting for the liberation of their power now or now.

This sucks. It's a shitty pattern.

"Level 8. I'm going to make sure that your powers are really as good as your previous reputation."

It is a completely speechless pattern. It's not as good as my previous reputation, and if I get to level 7, my strength should be extrapolated from my standpoint, but they don't even realize that.

Arnold asks as he leaks his rough breath.

"Woman, isn't she here today?

"... will you wait until I call you?

I'll roll you in front of those women.

No more. Did Liz and the others do something again?

Despite being inside the store, Arnold's men pull out their weapons simultaneously. Obviously, you overreacted to me and the others unarmed.

My heart was roaring so painfully. Shit, it's a completely white flag. I can't think of a dead hand.

Surrounded by Arnold's men, he doesn't have the treasure to fly. I have a junction finger, so I can take a few shots, but there's nothing more I can do. I can't beat one of Arnold's men on my own.

... I have no choice. Here's one thing, I have to try to erase that anger in my dungeon (pathetic version), huh? Will you forgive me?

Stand up scolding hands and feet stiff to tension. But before opening his mouth, Ahru took a step toward Arnold and raised his sharp voice.

"Hey, you. Did I tell you to half-kill our guest now?

"... get lost. I don't know who it is, but the only reason we're here is to make a difference."

Compared to the skinny Arnold, Arnold's body length is large for one head. Awesome intimidation, but, uh, there was no fear in Aru's eyes. Look up at Arnold with a scornful look.

"... countryman. No, that's why you thought about trying level eight. Mr. Klee, we'll take this. Suddenly he took the negotiation and accepted it - think of it as a thank you."

"Hmmm......"

I get caught up in a somewhat fascinating suggestion, but I think back in a hurry.

No, no, you don't have that. Uh, you may not know Ru, but the man in front of you is a genuine level 7. Besides the several advantages are also on Arnold's side. There's no way you can win anything.

Well, there's nothing I can do about it.

To me worried, Ahru smiles small and sticks his fingertips to Arnold.

That's when I noticed a blunt silver bracelet on my wrist.

A crest imitating a tripod wand.

Ah, Runo screams.

"Don't worry. We're newcomers, but... hey, countryman. Carve it into that little cerebral miso, my name is - Altobaran. He is the one who will be brought to Hidun Curse."

"Ah Run!? He said he wouldn't bother....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Most importantly, we are a different party from Abyss Fire..."

The moment I heard it, the shock came to me.

Finally, uh - I remember Altobaran and Marie, and I accidentally punch her in the hand.

Everyone's gaze was gathered about how much he looked missing between them.

Take a deep breath, look around Arnold and Aruna in turn, and make a sorry look.

"Sorry, can I go to the bathroom...?

You know the information, Arnold's rugged gaze was shifting from me to Aaron.

I got caught up in Yabei.

The Wand (Hidun Kharth) is an ancient and elite clan in the Empire City.

And its clan master, Abyss Fire Extinguishing, is one of the best magicians in the Empire, and at the same time, like me, a level 8 hunter with only three beings in this Empire.

I think I'm gonna throw up.