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

That battlefield was the most tragic substitute I've ever met in the hunter's life that Ruda walked.

Unexpectedly descend from the carriage and look over the plain.

A strange odor like roasted meat drifting from one side on the carcass of countless piles of demons. Dozens of soldiers equipped with armor helmets are struggling to collect the carcasses, but they are too numerous to handle them at all.

Barely all around the road is opened, but the fact was more telling of the woes of this battlefield.

Most of the carcasses were oaks, but there were also armed men inside, as well as large warcraft. Many of the crusade adequacy levels were relatively low, but still a roll if this many are gathered together. First of all, there won't be any hands or feet in Ruda.

"What the hell would happen if I could get a sight like this..."

Gilberto also looks at the misery in a dismal manner.

The information we got at Elan told us that the crusade of the Orc herd was still ahead of us. No, this tragedy was clearly a planned battle in the first place - not something that could have been done in many versus many battles.

I'm guessing some of it has been cleaned up, but the carcasses that are left behind are not the only number they can deal with at a side party. When that happens, one makes one's own assumptions.

This is - the power of high level hunters...?

[White Wolf's Nest] So Klee barely fought. So I didn't really get a feeling, but seeing this sight - I can also convince you that you're one of those "Shadowy" people.

Ruda suppressed the upset and coughed small.

"... remains, well, level eight, so that's how much you can do..."

"... right. Looks like the right way to go... damn it, let's hurry"

Gilberto nodded with some regrettable face at Ruda's words, which were put out with half incredible thoughts.

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The town of Gras was vibrant and enveloped. An investigation in Elan heard the flag was raised, but I can't see the shadows or the shapes.

Overall, he looked a lot like a hunter or mercenary, but he didn't have the unique tingling air before the war.

Everyone had a relaxed look, including townspeople and merchants. There are plenty of dewstores out near the gate, busy with lots of people.

Looking at them, Ruda sighed small.

"I don't have a flag... I knew that was the fruit of a bunch of oaks I saw on the road..."

"Hmm... but how could there have been a fight over there... Elan So you didn't tell me they built a fort nearby?

"Come on... you just have to ask the person..."

Gilberto distorts his eyebrows at Ruda's unspoken words.

"... what? Is Ruda not interested?

"No, but... for now, it's a letter"

I'm interested in Ruda and what modus operandi attracted a swarm of wise oaks to the plains. That knowledge may be useful in working as a hunter in the future, and the opportunity to learn about high level hunter M.O. is valuable.

But first, we have to make a request.

The request that Ruda deposited with the Gark Branch Manager is a communication of the letter.

We've come this far based on a few clues, but Klee moved very quickly. If we don't catch him soon, he may get misplaced again, and it's not something I would have enjoyed had he been caught in a trial like the last time [White Wolf's Nest] because of it.

Sure, that adventure had a lot to gain, but I don't think I'm going to experience it again. Only in that regard was Ruda sympathetic to Tino, who seems to have been involved in many trials.

So Carmine Saian, the leader of Gilberto's party, The Flaming Wind (Crimson Flame), who had gone to check on the information with the department managing his entry into town, returned.

A young man the same age as Ruda, but he looks older because of the calm atmosphere. Unlike a small gilbert, he was wearing a large, however sturdy, blunt armor.

Originally Gilberto, the strongest, was in charge of the leader, but he gave up the leader when rebuilding the party.

Carmine approached Gilberto on a small run.

"Gilberto...... I confirmed that such a hunter, he hasn't come to this town"

"What? Isn't that some kind of mistake?

"Here is a thank-you note from the Seekers Association. I won't deceive you... it should be."

The Explorers' Association is strong in this Zebuldia. Not to mention that this request involves nobility - Count Gladys. It is unlikely that the town of Gras will lie.

However, if it had already happened, the answer that it had not come was unexpected.

"... then where did Klee go?............... No, wait, then who knocked that orc herd down?

After all, I just assumed that Klee had defeated him, but if Klee hadn't come, there must have been someone who actually fought.

To Ruda's inquiry, Carmine put her arms together and nodded loudly.

"It seems to be a party called Fog Thunder Dragon. He's the hero who saved Gras by defeating the orcs and the runaway demons in just one party."

Fog Thunder Dragon (Fallen Mist) ……?

Fish memories, but there was no name for Ruda to think of.

A hunter who can crusade all those hordes of demons, I bet he's a high level hunter......

Gilberto frowns and says with a surprised look.

"... you don't know. I should have checked the names of reputation hunters and parties... are you new here?

"Looks like a hunter just recently arrived from outside the country... we're talking about level 7 awesome"

"... level seven... below Thousands of Changes, but so-so."

To Carmine's words, Gilberto nods again and again in a great way for some reason.

Level 7 hunter. I recently found out about a level 8 hunter (besides not looking very strong) so I don't really feel it, but level 7 is a superb enough range.

You can say that there is as much difference between heaven and earth as there is between Luda at level 4.

But it wasn't there that mattered now. Ruda's purpose is not to be a strong hunter, but to be Klee Andrich.

I tried to believe Tino's words and act, but I lost track of him.

"Oh, what do I do... the Gark Branch Manager tells me to deliver it before entering Gladys territory if possible..."

Of course, you wouldn't expect to catch up with Ruda and The Flaming Wind (Crimson Flame) - Level 8's The Thousand Changes at parties below average level 4. Not to mention, when the request was received, the Gark Branch Manager said that it might not be a problem without it.

However, it is a painful mistake from Ruda, who was hoping to satisfy the demands well and sell himself in.

Gilberto arms up and makes a strange voice.

"But then" Thousand Changes "means you didn't stop by the town of Gras when you saw the flag rising... No, maybe you didn't notice? I don't think I knew about that" Thousands of Changes. "

"............ right. Maybe something happened..."

The fact that Gras was in an emergency was widespread in the town of Elan. You should know as soon as you try to do a little research, I don't think the Level 8 hunter noticed.

That means "Thousand Changes" didn't get into this town knowing Gras' pinch.

Rather than strange, it was an unnatural story. Accreditation levels are a sign of strength, while at the same time indicating contributions to the country and society. Regardless of if you're just a hunter, it's hard to imagine that a hunter with a proven track record won't even stop by knowing the town's pinch until he reaches level eight. Even if I didn't have time, I'd try to listen to about it, and it's off the "I did" review Tino asked me.

Gilberto opens his mouth and sees Carmine as he rethinks.

"... what do we do, leader?

"... oh, anyway, I can't help not stopping by. I don't have any other clues. We'll have to keep going to Gladys territory."

Carmine looked at Luda, at the party members, and finally turned only to Gilberto.

There are limits to the luggage you can carry, and travel outside of dangerous towns drains your strength and spirit. The essence of the journey is to make sure the town is supplied and rested along the way.

But if you hadn't stopped by the town of Gras, it would have shown that Cry was in a hurry than you'd imagined.

Even though they have different strengths, it will no longer be difficult to catch up with Luda and the others on their feet.

If this happens, we'll have to go to Gladys territory at full speed, hoping we can make it.

And, at that time, I heard a voice from behind my lid.

"Thousands of Changes"... Did you just say "Thousands of Changes"?

It was a tall, magnificent man with sharp eyes who had spoken. You were in the buyout, holding a paper bag in both hands.

Clothes are made of fabric, but from their standing and muscles all over the body, colleagues can see that they are also, perhaps, superficial. My skin was burning in the day and my long gray hair was bound behind me. Given his age, Hunter's history would be much better than Ruda's.

I don't feel as intimidated as The Shadow, but I'm not the only one.

"... what, you?

Gilberto returns the bluffing words. It's not malicious. I know Ruda, who has quite a relationship. Gilberto - he just doesn't know anything else called attitude.

But that doesn't necessarily make sense to them.

It was Luda who made herself nervous for a moment, but the man didn't seem particularly concerned about it. However, I confirm the Luda and the others as if they were going to prescribe the product, loosen their mouths and make a laugh.

"Suddenly, I'm sorry. I can't hear you... and we need to do something about Changes."

"............... for now, why don't you tell me your name? You're a colleague, right? I'm - Luda Lumbeck. What about you?"

It's still early to feel safe, but it doesn't seem like we can't get through.

"Come on, you did. I've forgotten that it's a rare thing to raise a name lately, I'm sorry. As you can guess, we're in the same business. I'm - Aye Larrier. Mr. Arnold is Aye Larrier, deputy leader of Fog Thunder Dragon."

The man replied with an invincible grin to Ruda, who introduced himself even as he was vigilant.

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It was just a coincidence that Aye Larrier captured the word.

Fighting lightning elves in the town of Elan. After a fierce battle with numerous demons, including the oak, the Fog Thunder Dragon (Fallen Mist) is now in a state of utter malaise in every sense.

The members are mentally and physically fatigued and have used up most of the consumables, starting with the potion, and the carriage they have just bought is damaged. Weapons also need maintenance and replacement due to damage and wear and tear, and will need time to return to full condition.

There are a number of things in this world that cannot be solved by gold alone, although there is not so much financial difficulty because gratuities come out of the towns of Elan and Gras.

As a deputy leader of the party, Aye was rushing around town collecting information leading to the replenishment of consumables and the destination of "Thousands of Changes" in an effort to resolve the situation at all.

That was when the name "Thousands of Changes" came into my ear.

It was a group of six young hunters we were talking about. Is it medium-sized in strength? I am not a member of the same clan because I do not wear the symbol of "Beginning Footprints".

I got a little lost, but decided to speak up.

It took something to change the situation. And even if the party that was giving the name in front of you is the enemy of The Thousand Changes (though that was unlikely in Aye's view), it can be something of that.

The situation at the party now is near the worst.

to the depletion of supplies, mental and physical fatigue caused by repeated heavy warfare.

Logically speaking, it's not very clever to have a high level party and grumbling in a situation like this.

But at the same time, Aye understood the leader's idea that he could not leave as a hunter.

Arnold is now losing his cool with repeated provocations. But you never missee an important part of it.

Ei and Arnold have known each other for a long time. At first, Arnold was a hunter and made a party out of it.

So far, Arnold has been making decisions and doing so on a two-legged basis that Aye will support him.

A man named Arnold Hale is an extremely good hunter. He is blessed with talent, brave and courageous, with a slightly more forthright aspect of his thoughts, but only the measure of listening to his fellow men. You will understand more deeply than anyone that the current situation is unfavourable to the Misty Thunder Dragon.

At the same time, however, the situation is not at a point where it is already easy to exit.

He has been threatened, impersonated by demons, and even provoked. If you leave like this, leave not only the reputation of the Misty Thunder Dragon from the outside, but also inside the party.

It is Arnold's charisma that is establishing the Fog Thunder Dragon as a powerful party. Hao Thunder Flashing must be the strongest man. You have to be brave and resolute.

The fact that he fled without a fight to congratulate himself would one day always create mistrust inside the party and create a huge crack.

'Convinced' is what it takes more than anything to solve the situation.

We needed something to convince the Seekers Association, the outside parties, the party members, and Arnold himself.

The quickest way to do this is to cross swords with The Thousand Changes. If you win, that's it. Okay, if you lose, you lose. Arnold will convince you of that as his own lack of strength. I don't want to be dissatisfied with the leader who challenged the party members with courage.

As for Ai, I'd say he didn't doubt the victory, but his opponent was too invincible. It is natural to evade the pursuit of the aides in a relaxed manner, and there is no discernment as to the means by which the orcs were swarmed.

But as a deputy leader, I believe in leaders and just do my best for the party.

It was the luckiest thing I could say when this journey began that I met someone I knew for The Thousand Changes. If you are hostile to The Thousand Changes, you can fight with them, and if you are on your side, you can use them for light shaking.

Listen as you walk. At first he seemed wary, but whether it was a good idea to reveal who he was or whether he thought he was in the same position, he told me the purpose so that I could break it right away.

"I see... Gladys territory... nobility, or... I heard we were a vacation, but I didn't mean to treat noble requests as a vacation..."

"I was supposed to be in this town, empty-handed..."

In the words of a heartbreaking ai, Luda makes the frown a letter of ha as troubled.

Communication of letters. It's a shame we found out where we're going. In case you can't follow in your footsteps, if you ambush there, you'll see him one day.

Gilberto walks next door says to Aye, who sees the future policy in his head this way as he engages in conversation.

Unlike Ruda, Gilberto seems to be getting better for what he asked for, and the subject is about Eides, the Fog Thunder Dragon (Fallen Mist).

"Hey, but I didn't know Level 7 hunters were after that guy either. Olds, level seven is pretty strong, isn't it? I saw that battlefield. Is it true you fought at just one party?

"Oh, the rumor is true. It wasn't as easy as winning, though. I've had experience fighting a lot of opponents, but I've never had that many before."

Especially the last fire sperm sucked. That burned down a bunch of crazy demons by turning a plain strip into a burning field, but that was responsible for more than half of the wounds sustained by Fog Thunder Dragon (Fallen Mist).

The service of the Spirit is in the highest position of the magician's art. Especially when it comes to the art of calling and fighting the Spirit himself as well as drawing strength, the difficulty jumps even more. I don't think I can turn it into a "Thousand Changes," apparently not a magician, but if that were possible, snowflake warfare would be pretty tough.

It was an ai that made a rare face by accident, but I realized what was being seen and broke my friendship.

"That's right. I don't know if I need to ask my leader... but it's the same purpose anyway. Why don't you come with me if you like?

If they have company, they have to put their hands on it.

Arnold may not look good, but not if he's choosing the means.

At Aye's suggestion, Gilberto and Ruda looked at each other.