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

There is a dangerous place in this world where entry should be as discreet as possible.

Treasure hunters tend to forget, but for very common travellers, mountains and forests that are not placed under national control are at the head of it.

In mountains and forests that are not accessible to people, there is a wealth of food and valuable resources that can be picked up at high prices if taken to the town. But there is an extra danger there of undoing its benefits. There is a reason why items that can be taken there are bought and sold at high prices.

That's the demon. Carnivorous wildlife and harsh terrain are also troublesome, but a few steps inferior to the dangers of the former.

Compared to plains within easy reach of people, mountains and forests away from towns are out of sight of people, and troublesome demons create their own ecosystems such that if found near people, they are immediately targeted for priority crusades.

There are also findings that the terrain pulse, the passage of Mana Materials, often passes under mountains and forests, and that demons living there grow more potently than common species.

The Garest Mountains were a land that existed within imperial territory but was barely accessible.

The barely existential path is not long managed by objects built long ago and is only wide enough for one carriage to finally pass through.

Compared to the streets, the ground is also uneven, just sit still in the carriage and you will see that this road is of the kind known as the evil road.

I thought to myself, in the midst of a violent vibration, that this path would eventually disappear.

Outside the carriage there was an anger flying. I don't know the sight outside because I'm closing the curtains, but I only know that I'm fighting demons.

I hear strange demonic squeals and screams, and the carriage rocks loudly. The horse hisses and the metal noise overlaps it.

Liz rolled sluggishly on her back, grinning unnervingly as she rubbed her stripped stomach.

"Hey, Klee. What am I gonna tell them next? Wouldn't that be a good provocation? The one that makes you want to fly right away! Think about it together?

... By the way, treasure hunters tend to forget the dangers of forests and mountains because they are even more dangerous than mountains and forests - a treasure house that one of the most dangerous places in the world is always exploring.

Compared to the phantom that appears almost infinitely and most of the time leaves nothing to defeat, I guess demons that are definitive and easy to leave behind flesh and money if defeated are better. I don't know why. But I don't think we should be alert to both, not better yet or anything.

I changed my gaze from Lizzie sitting next to me without worrying about what was going on out there.

"You know... is this okay outside?

"It's okay, I think. Because the layer is still shallow. Any anxiety material?

Sitting back on her knees, smiling with her hands on her knees, Citrine gave me an imaginary look for a moment, but she answered immediately.

"... heh. No, I hope so..."

He snorted like the best and frowned.

Change course for a few hours. I was suspicious of my mistakes. [M]

... Isn't this way too monstrous?

The only Tino you should know how I feel is that he held his knee and lay down his face around the beginning of the first battle, and now he just shivers himself as the carriage vibrates, and he won't even look at this one.

The constant sounds of battle and screaming cannot be described as flattering or mentally sanitary. I did my best just to act fine. [M]

The Garest Mountains seemed to be home to more demons than I imagined.

The carriage stops suddenly from time to time, and from the screams and screams heard from the outside, it can be seen that the three escorts are very short of hand.

But I expected as much demons to appear in the mountains and woods. There seems to be only a few high numbers, but, well, I was thinking a little bit about the possibility.

The most unexpected thing for me...

I roll over and watch Liz stick her cheeks together to sweeten me on my lap.

View Citrie reading a book while Nico.

Watch Tino enter his world with his knees in his arms.

...... hey, why aren't you guys fighting?

It is clear that we do not have enough hands, even though we have how many escorts we employ. And Liz is definitely stronger than an escort. Even Citrine is a guard, but there's no such thing as being unable to fight.

I took the mountain path more than Arnold because I thought safety would be secured with them.

If it's the usual Liz, there's no way she's standing still with all this noise outside the carriage.

If I was wondering when I was going, I'd lost the time to point it out. Is it also for any reason?

The carriage rocks again loudly, and I hear a slight cursing scream from the outside.

... I've been wondering, Mr. Crowe... how pathetic you are.

Even with some intent, it's very uncomfortable from me, the common sense man.

But am I the only one who doesn't understand the situation that nobody talks to?

I hesitate a little, but be prepared and check with Citrie.

"... Hey, Citrie. It looks like it's outside..."

"Yes, we could do the performance tests for the three of us together, and I think it's very efficient! That's Mr. Klee!

I smile like a lit smile and Citrie responds deviantly.

Maybe that attitude is right for alchemists, and I lose my mind in pursuing that efficiency, but I don't think it's much.

"... maybe that's what they do... but what if they die?

"? Uh..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

That hunters are always next door to death, but this situation is a bit unusual.

Thinking for a few seconds like Citrie was puzzled, he put his finger on his lips and tilted his neck.

"Looking for the next...?

"Apparently you don't understand what I'm trying to say..."

"Huh...? Oh, I'm sorry. Um... Could it have been any other use?

……

Take your gaze off the citry showing your unique sensibilities and see Liz rolling all over.

The cloudless, thin pink iris looked up at this one strangely. The outfit is the usual combat outfit, with the 'Origin to Heaven (Highest Roots)' dull and glowing on both legs being thrown, always equipped.

"What? Look at me so much... Ah, my stomach, stroke me? Look."

Let Liz glance at the burnt skin with her fingertips on the day she was exposed... but I won't stroke it.

I asked straight in. [M]

"... Liz, don't you want to fight?

"Hmm.................. of course you want to fight that, huh? It's nice to be lying down, but when you do this, it feels like you're losing your body."

Then why...

Liz lifted her head slightly as she lay down, putting it on my lap and laughing.

"But... endure. No violence, right? Huh? Hey, me, huh? Is it hard?"

... I see. I remember what I said a few days ago. [M]

No, I definitely forbade violence. I forbade special training.

But... that's just to enjoy the vacation - sometimes I invited Liz and the others because I wanted to travel with them, but about half of them are escorts.

"... no, because it's an exception when dealing with demons"

"... Huh?

Liz rounds her eyes.

My decision to ban violence is violence when it comes to dealing with humans.

Or what I wanted to ban - quite simply - was a fight. That's what he told the public and the hunters and disciples not to get into fights.

That's true that I want you to enjoy your vacation, and it's true that I don't want you to do anything dangerous, but it's against the spirit no matter what you think that you're in a relaxing carriage with a small number of hired escorts, even though you're attacked (and possibly) by a lot of demons.

Not only Liz, but rarely even Citrie looks at me with a decent look.

No, maybe I didn't have enough words, either, but think about it in common sense... hmm? Did Liz even think she told you not to resist being attacked by demons? There's no way. What kind of sexuality is that?

Tino lifts his head and looks at me. I shelved my flaws and told Hardboiled. [M]

"Crusading demons is not violence. Extermination. Right?

As if to show the correctness of my words, the carriage stops and shakes heavily at first sight. Liz's eyes shone.

"!! Klee, love it! Let's go!

I also forget how patient I was, and how I can take Tino as usual, and jump out instantly.

The carriage roared loudly just on the move, followed by a guttering voice, no less than the curse from outside until now.

"Ooh, you fucking mutt! If you do, stay back! Just protect the horses!

"... I'm sorry, Mr. Klee. Your sister was so depressed."

The sound heard from the outside becomes so intense that it cannot be compared to earlier. I'm sure Liz is out of her mind.

Citrie looks a little embarrassed. Well, I gave weird instructions too...

"Um... can I see what's going on out there, too? You may be able to take the material... because some materials rarely come out without Mr. Klee"

"Oh, sure, fine. Go on."

When Citrie lowered her head with a pepper, she jumped out of the carriage in a way that floated no less than her sister.

Well, now it'll be quiet right outside, too. When I make a stretch, I see the blue Tino.

"Oh, could it be... is this where it's real from?

"? No, there's no production or anything... right, Tino really should get some sleep. It's tough when something happens."

"!?....................................................................."

He raises a trembling voice and closes his eyes with Tino holding his knee.

Are you sure you want that posture? Thanks, Tino seems to shy away a lot when he's with me.

There must have been something in the luggage to hang from above.

I put my hand on the luggage I was loading in the corner with the constant sound of battle coming from the outside to the BGM.

But what the hell is the material that rarely comes out without me...

In the end, Liz and the others never came back in the carriage until they reached the place Citrie decided they deserved to go wild.