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

The carriage stops, waiting to hear a call from the outside, before descending to the ground for the first time in a few hours.

The sun was falling, and the world was stained with thin darkness, a bright moon gleaming brightly in a cloudless, pearlescent sky.

There was a river running from nearby. Perhaps former travellers also crossed the Garest Mountains using this as a relay point. Unlike the surroundings, the spaces where the trees were unnaturally felled and opened had enough space not only for the carriage to be stopped but also for the three parties to camp.

Of course, we're the only guests today. And that, too, would be the first customer in a long time.

Citrie, who worked in fieldwork with Liz, dyes her cheeks as excited as she gets, putting up black fangs about thirty centimeters with pieces of flesh and blood as if to show off her treasure.

"Look, Mr. Klee! It's a General Troll fang! This treasure is rarely available in this vast Garest Mountains! He's a very uncontrollable thug, and even hunters trick him, so he rarely gets on the market! You're usually supposed to be in the back of the woods, but I can't believe you're walking down the road and attacking me, no matter how old it is! Boil it, bake it, sharpen it, it's a fine item!

Trolls are subracial demons lined with oaks, goblins, and ghosts. It sells extraordinary giants and power, toughness, and is in a fairly handy category among the subraces. I didn't know I was going out to the Garest Mountains, but it's not surprising to encounter subracial demons because they operate fairly extensively and the troll habitat should have been in the woods.

By his side, Liz is lifting her arms to contentment and stretching her spine.

"Mm-hmm............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... There was hardly a demon out there to go, but I knew it, Klee, sago!

"... you see... I had a brother to go to"

"Brother Anthem, it's because it stands out... well, even when the demon comes out, it's going to be a good deal with Luke..."

What would you say I did...

Liz says she looks in a good mood. A few meters away, three people hired by Citrie were sitting on the ground with their half-dead bodies.

I don't know the expression because I'm depressed, but my armor and coat are sticky with blood, and my strength is out of its forged flesh. The gap between the two childhood trainees is terrible.

When Liz and the others were new hunters, it was something they used to do every time they encountered an incident (such as the emergence of a strong enemy or a natural disaster), but how long has it been since they stopped caring at all like this?

And should I rely on, or miss, the childhood I've grown up with? [M]

"With that said...... sister, it's too violent. Don't scatter too much! You're gonna annoy people who come later, aren't you?

"I don't know what! Anyway, Arnold, right? Seems like it's not the way people rarely go, isn't it? You mean you unlocked the fight here, and Klee's gonna do that, right? Right?"

"No, I don't mean to..."

In the first place, Arnold and the others are unlikely to succeed in the pursuit. Rather, isn't it more likely that they are ambushed in the Imperial Capital... after all, we need to do something to bring Luke and the others back.

We had a light conversation, but Citrie's hand wouldn't stop. Light the fire, feed the horses that were walking through, and prepare the wild boarding house. The motion without precipitation showed that she was doing the same thing from time to time.

But Liz is never playing either. I'm alert to my surroundings whistling, and Citrie doesn't really like getting her hands on her job in the first place.

When I was working at the party, Citrie and Lucia prepared for the wilderness, and Luke and Liz and Anthem were in charge of hunting and alerting the surroundings. It was my role to see how everyone was doing.... I also say I didn't do anything.

"Mr. Klee, is Tee..."

"I'm asleep. Looks like he was a lot tired."

I guess it was the limit already. You should rest tight, as your consciousness seemed to be flying a bit, and the extra escorts would be enough with Citrie and Liz.

What they were doing... there was nothing I could do.

Citrie grinned nicely as she took out her portable pan and her big knife.

"So... it's been a long time since you've had Mr. Klee, and you make something sophisticated. I got a lot of material."

"I do... miss you a little..."

Until I was able to party Eliza as a new member, only Citrine could cook with our members.

Citri's cuisine is excellent. It shouldn't have been that far at first, but I immediately lifted my mechanical arm.

Seasonings are commercially available, and the ingredients use animals hunted on the spot, picked vegetables, etc... Somehow, they fit my tongue. I hardly had a chance to eat it since I stopped leaving the capital, but even if I could just treat it to a treat, I might have been out of the capital this way.

I get kind of emotional, I narrow my eyes and sigh.

Before we started the clan yet - when we were adventurous together as party leaders, I was always dying because of the demons and phantoms that struck me, the harsh environment and the stress of challenging the treasure house.

But still, if I had only bad memories at the time, it wasn't. I'm not talented enough to be put out by a mask, but at that time, Klee Andrich was - he was a hunter.

When I do this, I can remember when we used to be adventurous together as if it was yesterday.

I was soaked in grief for a while, but I noticed that Citrine was watching me, and I scratched my cheek and said:

"... it's just standing. I'll get some water."

".................. Yes. Please."

"Ah, Klee. I'm coming, too! There could be fish, right?

Liz takes my arm. [M]

Citrie sighed to her sister, who had not changed anything for a long time, as she had given up.

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A few minutes walking towards the smell of water opened my sight and a large river appeared.

Water fields are important to people, animals, and demons. Without water every creature cannot live. The exception is about Phantom, an illusion of the past.

"Yay! Beautiful... I knew hunters had to be like this."

Liz opens her eyes and looks around the river with joy. Was the time slot good, no demonic appearance, etc.

It was a much more relaxed river. The sun also falls, and the black water reflects the dark moon glittering.

"Does the water look okay?

"Yeah! Looks like there's plenty of fish too!

Even if it looks beautiful, it is not necessarily suitable for drinking. Hunters who smoked enough Mana Materials don't break their stomachs that easily, but I'm not.

To my question, Liz took a step in the water without any hesitation when she answered vigorously with her eyes shining.

On the mountain. The water temperature should be low, but the hunter doesn't move to that extent.

Liz stretches her arm in the water in a good mood,

"I put it on ~ I... I got a little blood on me, and I'm a water bather!

In front of my eyes, I began to take off my clothes.

Throw the armor protecting your arm by the river and turn your hand around your back without hesitation. Peel off the clothes that originally only covered about the chest, remove the belt, raise the legs and throw off the short trousers. Under the moonlight, Liz's polished skin (only on her back from me) is exposed. All that remained was black underwear that was infinitely narrow with respect to the area of the back.

Too clean to take off. No matter how many hunters you are, etc., I want you to be a little more discreet because you are a girl.

Without hesitation its fingertips touched the back - the hock of black underwear still left, stopping perfectly.

Now, be hasty and careful.

"... Liz, it can't be"

"... er, fine. Klee and I are friends, aren't we?

What kind of friends? Sure, I know Liz very well, but I just want to say I'm not too far-fetched.

If you just want to wash the blood away, you can keep it that way. I'm not here to see Liz's strip.

Not sure how to stop it, Fuh-Liz chuckled at this one just in the face.

"But... I don't know if I'll stop today. It's a little embarrassing to take it off while you're watching, and it's been a long time since we've had an adventure together."

Pink blonde hair hides her back, moving her hands up and untying the hair she was stopping, with a shiny, somewhere glossy look.

As it was, I dived into the water shortly after I said something.

Apparently the water depth wasn't that deep, Liz twirls as she dips into the water a little below her chest.

"Cry, why don't you come in with me?

"... No, I need to draw water..."

"Oh well... too bad... I'll get the fish!

Liz dives into the water with momentum. Even at a time like this, my legs, wrapped in 'Origin to Heaven', scratch the sky for only a moment.

... I wonder if Liz has grown up a bit compared to her old days too.

In an unspeakable mood, I put the water bottle I received from Citrine on the water.

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I had a burden. [M]

Weakness was a sin in hunters who worked party-by-party and one mistake shaped everyone's life and death. But Liz and the others didn't let them feel it at all. And after I got out of my adventure, I never seriously questioned him about it.

It is because of this that I can still recall as an event that I enjoyed passing through the memories of that time. Liz seemingly careless also thinks of me. [M]

"I knew it would be fun to have Klee... glad she came..."

Lie down by the river and comb Liz's rich hair with her hands, sucking on water. The wet hair I touch with my right hand weighed oddly, but not as scratchy as I don't think I'm in a daily fierce battle. Every time his fingertips touched his scalp, Liz's body shivered small as he lowered his hips and soaked himself in water to his stomach.

"Yeah, I'm fine. There's no dirt. I think I lost my blood too."

"Thanks. I might make mistakes when I have to smell weird..."

A very relaxed, sweet voice.

I have accomplished my purpose, but I feel comfortable returning soon. I'm not Liz's lover or anything - Liz won't tell me to go home, and sometimes this is a good idea.

Silence wasn't hard either. Nature that is not in people's hands for a long time is so beautiful that I never get tired of watching it all the time.

Looking at the water, the two of us, uh, suddenly Liz says in a serious voice.

"Klee............ you're gonna be a strong hunter"

"............... oh, I know"

I think I'm already a strong enough hunter, but I had a strong willingness for that word.

Strong, not chronic, not failing to drill, and beautiful.

Liz is feared in the Imperial Capital but has several fans at the same time. She has something that just grabs her heart, something that stands out.

Standing up, Liz looks back at this one. Black lace underwear with minimal chest and lower body concealed will be exposed in front of you.

I accidentally turn my gaze, but Liz laughed without saying anything about it.

"Go back. Thanks, Klee. It's been a long time since we've had... so much fun"

From time to time Liz wants a calm time.

Maybe it's trying to get something back that I lost because I became a hunter.

"Will you come with me again?

Absolutely.

I have a burden. [M] It was definitely me that made Liz and the others so suddenly strong as they are now. If I had been as talented as Liz and the others, Liz and the others would have been a little 'right' stronger.

But I'm not the only reason I want to be with Liz and the others. [M]

Well, you're coming, or it's Liz who's following me this time, but that's not the word I'm supposed to say now.

At the time I tried to answer Liz like she was lit, with the usual smile on her face, the expression that was shining in front of me clouded.

I frown in a grumpy manner and say in a tone that blames this one.

"Klee............... I... hey, I still heard you squeeze your courage. That was a nice vibe, wasn't it? Whatever... isn't it terrible?

"... Huh?

Even though there was no wind, the noise of the trees squirming from nowhere made a creepy noise of the leaves rubbing against each other. Check the perimeter, but there are no demons.

"Sure, I thought so? I wonder why there are so many troll herds that usually live in the back of the woods."

Liz grabs her hair and squeezes the water.

"I wonder why there are no demons by the water. I wonder why it's so quiet. I thought so.

Put your little hands on your body while it stays wet and put on clothes and trousers. Fasten the belt and tie the hair.

"But come on, isn't this a terrible time? Hey, I know about Klee, but come on, isn't anything terrible?

I hear something crawling around through the gaps in the trees. The sound keeps getting closer and closer.

Big guy. I know because I have experience. At times like this, it's always a nasty demon to show up at these times.

What is happening. Liz said with a grumpy look to me in the confusion.

"Absolutely, because I'll have them make it up to me"