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

Liz stands forward to protect me and picks up the stone that was rolling.

The end of that gaze stretched across the river, behind the tree. I stare too, but all that's there is dark darkness and I can't see anything.

But I don't know what's going on, but I was sure something was going on.

Disturbing signs that I can clearly understand even when I'm blunt about being a hunter. Experience to date has shown that there is only a limited amount of trouble that occurs when these things happen.

Demons or phantoms. That, too, is hard to tell from Liz's expression - perhaps the type of physical attack that Liz isn't very good at.

High-level hunters with extraneous power also have areas of expertise and bad taste. We have a party to make it up to.

".................. Already! This feeling, long time no see!

Liz says grumpy. It's not my fault, but it just makes me feel a little sorry.

I guess the fact that Liz doesn't fly right away is a pretty strong opponent.

I didn't come here on request. You don't deal with bad demons with a handful of me on your back. [M]

Besides, it's rare this time - they're not under siege.

I say it in my ear with my gaze pointing at the back of the forest without alarm.

"... Liz, I'm getting away. There's no fighting."

I have a "Safe Ring," but Liz doesn't have it.

Only the user basically protects the junction finger. Actually, if you can't, you can broaden the boundaries of the bond, but you still need to be snuggled up perfectly to protect others.

"You can get away with this, right?

"Er... if the demon is against you, isn't it violence?

... It's not my fault the demon came out. Liz should understand that, too, but I guess she's not convinced by the emotions. Apparently, the fact that they interrupted the mood combined with his stomach.

Instead of turning your mind to the demons, persuade Liz of the obstinate tone.

"Well... it depends on the hour and the case. I've told you many times, this time it's our policy to refrain from fighting as much as possible."

"............... I just wanted to explain now, it's too late, ahhhhhhhhhhh!!

Liz swung big and threw a stone.

Stone flies. Leaving the sound behind, a strong impact shakes the whole body. The stone rolled out of the thin arm of the high level hunter draws almost a straight line and hits the tree that was growing on the opposite shore.

A tree that is not particularly thin breaks and falls. If the same demon is the opponent, it is likely to become a sufficient means of attack.

Are you going to fight...?

Liz looks back at me narrowing her eyes to the roar.

"... well, if Klee says so, run away? I'm a little worried because I have a tee, but I have a sito, and I think I can handle it."

Do something... will it?

"See, come on? You know, it doesn't even stop me."

Liz walks right through the neighborhood like she doesn't. I caught that right hand.

Walking stops. I should have been in the water until earlier, but the skin I touch is smooth, and it's terribly hot. When I grip it with force in my hand, Liz grips it back with a little force as well.

The twitching of the trees does not stop. Even though there is no wind - I can't hear the demon squeal, only strong pressure comes through.

"Klee......"

"What?"

"... your right hand, because you use it to escape, hold your left hand?

"... whoa"

Change the hand that connects. Your body temperature is coming through. It's okay, I have Liz. There are also junction fingers.

As usual, Liz finally smiled slightly at me as I began to pray to God without putting it on her expression and ran out with my hand.

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"Ha, ha... oh, I feel like I've been drawn like this for a long time"

"Hmm... what's going on? Suddenly!"

To the sound of trees falling, the impact of rocking the ground. Holding my hand in the middle of a reality escape, Liz makes her eyes shine and laughs.

There was nothing left after our run. It just overlaps an unbroken cut tree, like a simple barricade.

It wasn't the demons that cut him down, it was Liz. I don't know how useful it is, but it would be better than not.

Every time I wave my right arm wide, a small object crosses me, and the trees on my left and right fall in bulk.

It's been a long time since I've seen you use 'it'. And I've seen it many times - even from close range, it's like you're using magic.

In fact, Liz's Origin to Heaven (Highest Roots) is not a weapon. Her weapon is on her right arm.

"These things can be surprisingly, thrilling, and fun! Usually, all you have to do is run and run.

Sure, if Liz was alone, she would have gotten away with just running.

I'm pulling my leg. There was no sound of tracking from behind, but the signs have not disappeared.

Wouldn't I be able to do something too... At that time, "Dancing Light Shadow (Mirage Form)" came into my right hand, which was connected to Liz in my eyes.

A treasure you've just acquired during this time, if you're within a meter, you're free to create illusions. It won't help in the fight, but it might work if it's about stopping. No, it must be better than not. I would be able to distract you enough.

What to put out - think desperately while running.

Demons are creatures too, they won't strike anything stronger than themselves.

Me and Liz both look fancy. Often, it can be attacked because of it. This raider might not have attacked if Anthem had been the opponent.

The magnitude of illusions that can be made is limited. I created Arnold's most horrible illusion these days with a simple judgment. [M]

Arnold's phantom emerges angry at night darkness.

Liz, who was running as she checked behind her back, opened her eyes to the illusion that appeared without any foretaste.

"!? aha... haha... what is that!? Klee, come on. No! Holy shit!"

"Ha, ha,... it was something like that, so all I could remember was my face"

It was Arnold's head that was projected into the darkness at night. Besides, only the first half was precisely made, because the scary face was the most memorable, with no hair growing in the back half.

Apparently not enough training yet...... Ava and Liz and the others could reproduce it soon enough.

Arnold's neck floating in the dark at night. That was horror, but no action from his opponent. No ringing, no sign of stopping.

Rotate your head as you run, making your face point this way. Liz is laughing a lot as she runs.

"... is it shy? I think you're doing really well."

At least only the face is well made. My body...

"Hahahahahahaha. Yeah, it sure is. Oh, my God! Next time I see you, I'll definitely show you? I think I'll be happy!

"... no"

I can see how it will react. Why do I have to go buy my own anger?

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I run desperately and get to camp without being caught up safely.

My heart was squeaking. It's been a long time since I've run so desperately.

Citrie greets me with a gentle smile. The luggage that had been on the ground until earlier had disappeared, and only the incineration was glowing brilliantly.

The horse connected to the carriage starts to hiss, reluctantly, at the sign of the demon.

I apologize for bringing troubles even though I just went to get some water.

"Ha, ha, sorry, citrie. We have to run."

"It's been a long time, but I'm ready. I'll leave at any time. Oh, water, thank you. I'll take care of the water bottle."

Take the water bottle from my hand and get in the carriage.

If you don't think there's any luggage, you felt signs of trouble from this distance... as usual.

My hand is grabbed by the citrie I rode earlier and pulled into the carriage.

The first thing I saw was Tino waking herself up and making her eyes black and white. Apparently, he got up because of the noise.

Liz screams as she does not enter the carriage and ascends above the body of the vehicle.

"Sito, your favorite, 'Lost Giant Ghost (Potato Dracos)'! Could it be that you called it to hit your predictions?

"Please let me out. Because I didn't call you! If I called you, you must be Mr. Klee!

It's not me either...

The carriage moves with impatient momentum.

As Citrie rode herself out of the window and only out her upper body, she pulled the potion out of her hips, removed the cap and threw it toward the bonfire.

When the bottle of potion twirls, it rotates and enters the incineration with the liquid scattered.

For a moment, the sound disappeared. The impact rocks the whole carriage, and the body rises for a moment. Embrace the citrie falling in with shock.

Darkness clears and hot air enters. Wake up Citrie and look out the window in a hurry.

The forest was burning. The flames splashed from the bonfire swallow sparsely grown trees around them, and massive amounts of white smoke flow into the sky.

The fire is strong and I don't think it will fit naturally. It was obviously too much. If you find out, it's a crime. I can't.

Tino looks at me in fright.

"Hey, what's going on, I did..."

"It's an exploration potion. It'll be a restraint."

I only accidentally made a face for words that I wouldn't listen to.

Towing? Did you just say towing? You're saying this is just a restraint? You always show up in front of me with all the strong demons!

The citrie continues with a cool face. I'm so jealous of being calm all the time.

"Without Lucia at a time like this, you still lack offense. I was so unsolicited."

"Can you get away?

"Well... if the demon is' Stray Giant Ghost (Potato Dracos) 'as your sister put it - there are legitimate and risky means"

There are two kinds...... and what kind of demon is' Lost Giant Ghost (Potato Dracos) '?

Is the horse desperate too, the carriage was moving with great momentum. But the scaffolding is bad, and I'm pulling heavy baggage for minutes, so there would be limits to speed and stamina. It's really regrettable that Eva didn't come in the platinum hose carriage she was preparing for me.

Of course, the hand to be taken is a legitimate way. There's no point in daring to take risks.

You must have understood the decision from my expression, Citrine said to the ceiling with a proper slap of her hand.

"Sister, drop Mr. Hylo! I'm gonna kick your ass!

"Ugh. You annoyed me, if I were alive, I'd be back!

"!? What the fuck?"

Shortly after stopping, the sound and screaming of something getting kicked off overlapped. Whether the carriage is lighter or only slightly faster.

Citrie put in a commentary on Tino, who perceived the situation and turned pale.

"'The Lost Giant Ghost (Potato Dracos)' is obsessive... but I have a habit of preying on it, so it's easy to escape if you have one. In villages near the habitat of" The Lost Giant Ghost (Pote-Drakos) ", there may be fairy tales that decide to seek sacrifice. Isn't that funny?"

Not funny at all.

Palpitations intensify and you have a strong eyesight.

"Citrie!? Oh, my God."

"Huh...? No, oh, don't worry. Because risking their lives is one of their jobs."

Citrine immediately smiled at me for a moment after eating and hanging.

That's an escort, so you might risk your life... but no? Impossible to deal with now?

Could it be a natural course of action for a first-rate hunter just because I don't know? If so - first-rate hunters are deserted.

I'm not a saint either. At times of need, when I encounter a pinch of absolute destiny, I choose the former without hesitation when I have to choose between a life of childhood tampering and a guard who just hired me.

But - I felt too guilty for the look on Citrine's face right now.

The carriage keeps going even as we do this.

I know well that Citrine is not a bad kid, but anything is too harsh.

Every now and then, leading hunters say, there are those who lose their humanity in proportion to becoming stronger.

It's good to be strong, but don't even lose something important as a person. And I had a duty as a leader to keep Citrie from being a bastard.

"I would have liked you to have used the proper method."

"? Uh... that's the right way... Don't worry, there will be two more."

"…… then let's choose a risky method. Stop the carriage. I'll go get Mr. Hylo."

Even if that leads to risk - I didn't want Citrine to be the kind of person who trumpeted people without hesitation. Trust me, you've allowed me to be a hunter. I don't have a face to match their parents.

Citrine opens her eyes wide to my serious words. The colour of instant agitation ran into the iris of the same colour as Liz, but soon, as usual, she had a tender eye.

Look up at the carriage ceiling without asking questions and say it quickly.

"Sister, I'm sorry! Mistake in judgment, Mr. Hylo, I knew you'd go pick it up!

"Er, even though it's narrow here when he's here... Damn, it's a pain in the ass..."

While complaining, Liz jumps off the carriage.

Liz's leg strength would make it easy to catch up with the carriage even with a man on his back. Maybe they've already eaten by that demon - but Liz shouldn't make a mistake.

No matter how many times you taste it, it confuses your mind when something unexpected like this happens in a row. A sense of reality is lost. I feel as if I'm even having nightmares.

Citrie bows her head with a pepper and apologizes in a small voice.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Klee. The... I thought it was a very good hand, with few disadvantages..."

I know. Citrie is not a bad kid. I just can't afford it. Because I kept standing on the battlefield as a hunter - no matter how talented I was, that must have been a strain enough to wear my heart out.

"Citrie, it's okay. I don't want to scold you... I can't even say that. But I want you to remember... people's lives are honorable - they're more risky than most."

"Yes. I should have known the difficulty of replenishing humans - I'm sorry. If there are three of us, maybe one of us..."

Am I doing what I'm saying to get to Citrine's heart?

I'm not talking about the difficulty of replenishing... what is replenishment?

The body shivered and Liz's voice sounded. Apparently, it was recovered safely. Great...... really good.

When Citrie confirmed it, she laughed like it lit up.

"It's been a long time since I've been able to travel with Mr. Klee - and, you know, I'm ashamed, maybe I was up a little bit. I'll be careful."

I... can't you do it with me? When you're with me, does Citrie sacrifice people?

............... No, I can't think about it. Let's think about Citrine's ethics again later. Maybe if you eat something delicious and go into the hot springs and get some rest, you'll go back to your old citrie.

"In the meantime, what is the means for those at higher risk...?

"Er... I turn demons into monsters instead of people. Demons lose their certainty because they don't have control... but there are a lot of demons living here, and I think they're probably fine"

Are you sure you're okay with this demon? Well, much better than cutting off humans.

In front of me swallowing much of my anxiety, I took out the white potion that Citrine had seen the other day with cautious arrangements - the Dangerous Fact.