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

"... I think I sprinkled it... Until the end of the horizon, there's no sign of a chaser. Well, this one runs along the street, and I think we could get caught up later, but..."

From the watchtower, I hear a blur and a report.

I guess I'm not used to respectful language, which seems pretty hard to talk about, but anyway, I finally took a breath of that language.

Next door Liz wraps her legs around and laughs fundamentally.

"Tickle it, did you see it? Klee. You turned bright red on your face and you were mad at me, right? At level 7 in the country, I feel like turning myself around!

I want you to give me a break. Selling fights is on your own, but for some reason, all the blame comes here.

Opponent is level 7. Level seven! Level 7 above Liz! It doesn't matter how much I raise my ability below level 1 (though I don't have a 0 on Hunter's level).

"Stop stirring me up. If it's my fault they fought the orcs, it's not my fault."

"Thanks to Mr. Klee, right!

……

It puts in a tongue-in-cheek following as the citrie sneers.

It's not my fault or my fault. Their bad luck is their responsibility. Just as my bad luck - is my sole responsibility.

There was no one with me in this place. If I insist, Tino was the only one on my side who ran in a state of sleep deprivation and was still about to fall.

Check with Citrie as he opens the box of souvenir chocolates he got in the town of Gras.

"You think they're coming after me?

"You'll come after me. If you don't follow me, you'll be missing something deadly as a hunter."

Right? A good hunter resembles a good hound. Once we find the target, we chase them everywhere, even once we lose sight of them, we never give up.

The troublemakers caught my eye. Ah what kind of settlement did Ru make with them......

If you do poorly - it's possible that Liz and Citries, for example, work hard and won't even give up tracking if you stop beating them.

Getting that far, killing me already is a quick solution, but you can never just use that hand. Not as a hunter or anything, but as a human being.

Even though he understands the situation for some reason, Citrie has no sign of breaking his grin. I give up my thoughts and say them in a calm voice that makes me want to feel safe.

"Well, but the other guy was wearing out, too. I don't think they're likely to come after us any time soon."

I see… indeed, something hunter, something that always requires thorough preparation for action.

My buddy seemed injured, too, and you wouldn't want to deal with Liz in that condition.

And furthermore - Arnold and I don't think they know where we're going. The only member here who leaked something that looked like a destination is me, and I'm hiding my identity with a fake (real) ID.

I use a carriage, so this is a street. There are as many marks as there are. It is unlikely that the pursuit will succeed.

Liz is stretching her legs and her lips are pointed as she bulges.

"Tsumana. It's a mess."

The ghost is a real ghost... Arnold crushed my head like an apple back then. Definitely.

Tino is looking at me with her swollen eyes, shaking her head. It was the limit already.

I made up my mind.

We won't be caught up in the unlikely event, but let's keep in mind. Open the map as you bite the sweet taste of chocolate that spreads across your mouth.

At first, I was going to take safe streets through several towns, all the way to [Castle of Ten Thousand Demons]. It wasn't a rush, and it was safe for me to give priority.

But if there's a chaser - we have to change it. Though difficult to track down, idiot, if you were honestly going down the street, you could get caught up.

Off the road, shortcut. You're more likely to encounter demons than you are off the street, but this one has Liz and Citrie and three of Citrie's hired escorts. Let's just say that safety is somewhat secured.

Better than being chased around by a Level 7 angry hunter.

"... Damn, I should have brought Ark... that handsome guy, he's not here when you need him, is he? Maybe they don't like you?

What is the Empire's strongest for? Liz, who calls herself Arc's rival, swells her puffy cheeks into words that would undoubtedly make her bitter laugh if asked in person. Fluffy Liz is more childish than usual.

"What no? Klee, could you possibly be unhappy with me? If there is, tell me? I love Klee."

"No, it's nothing... yeah, it's enough. Liz is strong enough. All right, it's time to reroute. No more going down the street!

Liz's eyes change color and she embarks herself on this one with a full grin.

Come on, Arnold. My level eight, so maybe I'll show you my escape skills.

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Seriously......

The man who was code-named to the cro who was sitting on your stand did not know for a moment what he was saying to that instruction that was given.

Until then, it was a boring but peaceful journey. The weather is fine, except for the storm on the first day, when no particularly powerful demons appear.

It was used in the jaw and sitting on the carriage's podium all the time was a closed mouth, but it was too sweet a treatment compared to a forced collar.

The streets are flat and demonic, basically safe. But once you step out of there, the danger rises to a different digit.

"But there's a powerful demon in the Garest Mountains - it's too dangerous for this small group to get in."

"So what is it?

The little window opens and the girl with the face laughs. The unscratched white skin and neat appearance were so beautiful that, in some circumstances, they were likely to be prey to the Clos, but the only thing I could see was that smile on Clos now and Shilo sitting next to him.

The Garest Mountains are mountain ranges stretching north of the Empire. Though not so steep on the terrain, forests are sometimes spread around the foothills and are known for their diverse demons.

But the biggest problem is that there is a great deal of breadth in the strength of the demons that inhabit them - even some skilled hunters can't beat them without forming a detachment party.

"There is a one-way street, and the Garest Mountains are no great difficulty when compared to the treasure hall we tread on. Kick the demon and it will be a shortcut.... we got through too."

"Short...... cut?

Impossible. Open and gaze at the map held.

Sure, it makes for a shortcut. Assuming across the mountain as a destination, if you leave the streets and through the woods that extend into the mountains and their hems, it will be about a day or two less time than bypassing the Garest Mountains

But it's only been two days since I was shortened. Old paths exist in the woods, but travellers do not choose the route through the Garest Mountains first. Hunters with as much strength as they can tread avoid that too. Because it's too dangerous, too pointless.

The Clos are three hunter breakdowns, but they have a lot of combat capability. It's never possible to get through the Garest Mountains, but it's dangerous to the extent that you would never normally choose.

How much to escape a hunter is too abusive a means.

"But the destination... the final destination, where is it?

In the first place, Crowe and the others don't know their destination. They just instruct me to go straight down the street and occasionally they just say the name of the town.

While stunned, Citrie Smart smiled profoundly at Cro to confirm.

"Need to know? Please go. This is Mr. Klee's decision."