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

The flashes of several muscles running into the night sky were like giant shooting stars.

The sound is shaking the air. It's still a long way off, but I've dated Lucia's magic test many times before, and it turns out that the meteor is quite destructive.

... Is even a dragon rampaging? I'm so glad I rushed down the mountain.

Put down the crocodiles looking at the light and head to Citrie.

On the side of the campfire, Wallace Liz was glistening her eyes as she looked up at the sky. You look like you're even watching fireworks. It contrasts with Tino's drawn expression sitting next to him.

Citrine grinned when she looked at me and offered me a spoon in her hand.

Smells like stew. Smells good. I'm suddenly hungry.

"Go ahead. It's been a while since I've stewed it. I think it drops more than usual because of the limited seasonings and potions -"

"Oh, thank you.... Yeah, it's delicious."

"Good. Your sister's gonna get all the weird meat, so I'm gonna have a hard time making it up..."

Apparently, Citrie doesn't care about the light. It's true that the stew is excellent, but I can't help but worry about the light.

A knowledgeable citrie should be able to predict who that light is too. Sitting down next to him, Citrie made a decent look and for some reason she came close enough for her shoulders to touch each other happily.

I get a sweet smell from my well cared for hair. It smells calming somewhere.

"... Citrie, it's that light..."

"Huh?... Oh, that's the usual"

!?... you know... usual... usual, huh?

There's plenty of danger out there. It was supposed to be a vacation, but I've already made three near misses with Gras on Elan and in the Garest Mountains.

How do all the pedestrians and other people who do it travel safely? I want you to tell me the trick.

Lights similar to thunder shine sporadically, with no sign of stopping. I know it's not a natural phenomenon. It looks like a bad vibe.

"... Should I run away?

"Uh... and... I think it's a little early... but I haven't even finished my meal"

Unlike me, who is cowardly, Citrie is calm. I'm used to traveling.

A number of pieces of meat stabbed on the skewers are set up in the incineration and broiled. I have stews, I have fish. You can't load everything in a carriage. I was supposed to spend the night here. [M]

Waiver of this occasion had shown that we had to march again at night. I just told Mr. Shiro and the others not to be terrible - but the thunder also seems to be slowly approaching us. Whether you go or not, what the hell is this?

Citrine suggests to me that I carry the stew to my mouth while I only make the face of what to do. Looks like we're having some fun in this situation.

"That speed would still take a while to get here. Yes! A little... I also have alcohol. Shall we get it out?

Really? Is it going to take a while to get here......... why is it a big premise that we are on our way here?

No, I think so. I think there's a slight chance he's not on his way here. Before I answered, Citrie took a beautiful bottle and glass out of the rucksack and poured me alcohol.

Receive it as it is flushed and lick it. How strong the liquor is, the heat spreading from the tip of my tongue like I put a fire in it.

Citrie is narrowing her eyes, dyeing her cheeks and looking up at the night sky.

"But that's a lot of output...... it didn't seem like a treasure tool - is it from material?

"? Materials derived?

"It must be Thunder Dragon. Being a dragon-class warcraft is a first-class material. According to one theory, oh such phantom beast class beasts are not aware of death themselves even after being crusaded, and therefore remain in their lifetime power? Don't you think it's a very romantic story, Mr. Klee?

I say it in a glossy voice like Citrine was overwhelmed, but I had no idea how that felt. Apparently, me and Citrie are not the same romance we're after.

The temperature comes from the citrie where you gave yourself away. Body temperature is different in Citrie and Liz.

The skinship is not as intense as Liz's, but when I get this far, even I get along a little sometimes. Maybe it's the alcohol.

Take a big, deep breath and look over the mountain. Oh, Thunder Dragon!

... That doesn't suck?

Thunder Dragon is a species known to be particularly strong in dragons. It is then very delicious to kamatori with Citri's hands.

I just got a stew, but I'm hungry.

That's when Liz notices this way, swinging and screaming the stab skewers of her first broiled crocodile meat, and comes in between.

"!? Sito!! Here, you're too close to Klee! Look, get away from me... there's no alarm, no gap!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Klee. ………… I'll see you later"

"Ah? What's going on, you're trying to get your hands on people's stuff. Eh! Don't you have common sense, hey! Klee, don't delude me!

I'm not deleading... there's no way I'm deleading the hard void.

Liz pushes Citrie over and sticks around, but she's oddly limping because she was in the lake until just now.

"Liz, dry your clothes because they're cold. Make fun of me. I'll catch a cold."

"Yeah!? It can't be cold, can it? Me, take off your clothes and take a bath! What, were you in the way? Okay, should I take it off? too!"

"!! Sister, no! That's so mundane!

Tino jumps from behind, resolutely, to Liz, who undresses without hesitation. It is instantly flipped, but still instantly rises and hits the body. I just cleaned myself up in the lake because of it, but what a thing to do.

No one was looking at Thunder anymore.

Liz has a lot of exposure, but Tino is probably also. I am not out of the stomach but my shoulders are out, and I am exposed to quite a bit of the base, especially for the legs.

The way they hang together is a little fancy. My skin is glowing glossy reflecting the lights of the campfire. Honestly, I think you can take the money if you put it where you put it.

When you can look like this, eye blessings, or more, you're uncomfortable. This wouldn't happen if Luke or Anthem were here...

"... Mr. Klee?

"Ahhh... haha... stay, well, for now - yes, Mr. Crowe, aren't you going to have dinner? If you want me to do your job, I need you to get some rest."

"... you're not releasing me here"

Citrine gave a look that seemed unexpected to the words she put out.

I don't... I don't imitate abandonment. As always, we're all going home alive. Mr. Crowe and the others are outsiders, but the guidelines remain the same.

I need to do something about the two of you rubbing together on this ground to do that...

"Rice and you're going to get the carriage ready. Sorry for the inconvenience, but I think Klee will be back even if she leaves her sister behind."

"Oh - no, I'm not leaving you!?

Citrie chuckled and walked towards Mr. Crowe and the others.

Well, how can I cure this Liz's mood?

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"Yes, Klee. Uh, yeah? The crocodile I've been hunting for, delicious? Delicious, isn't it? I'm not at the bottom of the lake... I got the biggest one. Yeah, next time you want to come with me? It was beautiful in the lake, and I'm sure Klee would love it."

"It's not, I did. I'm not such a mundane woman. Your sister said," Please, don't look at me. "

How did this happen?

Right next door, from close range, Liz offers a crocodile skewer as she speaks up to the cat. The outfit isn't as usual, but the cheeks are trendy and the pressed skin is hotter than usual.

Apparently, the distance between the Citries was a little closer than usual, so much so that I couldn't get to my stomach. Heart beats can be heard from the hard pressed chest.

But the problem was Tino, who sat next to him on the left.

On an order from his master, Tino had taken off the gloves he had always covered up to the elbow he was wearing, exposing his skin. He settled down there, categorically refusing to accept orders to take everything off. But that alone seems to have greatly increased the exposure compared to the usual Tino.

Tino rubs his skin against my arm as he brightens his face to his ears.

I have long sleeves, so my skin and skin are not in contact, but that alluring trick will always be a disgrace from a careful tino.

I felt like I was getting some kind of sexual service. Rough exhalation tickles my ears and only slightly tingles.

To some reluctant behavior, reprimands fly from Liz.

"Here, tee! Properly its pointless growing. Push my chest! How are you going to take responsibility if Sito takes Klee? Ah!?"

"Ugh... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I did. Sorry...... sorry............ whoa!!

Tino hugs my arm like he's ready.

Liz's use of his apprentice is insane. All I could do was keep Tino's expression so he wouldn't be embarrassed at all.

I didn't stop trying to stop it beforehand. There's something about the energy of the runaway Liz that I'm no match for. I don't know where that energy will fly this time if I'm forced to stop it. In my experience, at times like this, I have to wait for Liz to feel better about accepting me.

By the way, how can Liz and Tino be so soft?

It's really weird because you're so thinner than me in your arms and feet, you're knocking down demons and phantoms all the time with such a physique.

Mana Material is amazing.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry..."

Tino comes to me with an apology. I don't know why, you should be taking it all the time from Liz, but it's so fresh because they're different. Apologized, but one way or the other, this one would like to thank you.

It was an unpleasant condition. It may look like it surrounds the girl from the side, but it's very different from Ark.

But since this is all that's left, it's time for Liz to feel better.

I'll apologize later. And let's convince Liz not to involve Tino again.

Deeply and deeply determined, an international thunderclap rose in the distance.

When will that end? I looked up over my head and noticed something strange floating in the night sky.

He's a big man with a shining sword. I don't know the expression in the backlight, but it drops here.

I jumped Liz at a discretion, hugged Tino, and arbitrarily activated the junction finger (Safe Ring) that I hadn't forgotten to wear even at a time like this.

Light and shock falling from the sky are torn apart by a tangle activated by a ridge.

Thunder burns the earth, a giant blade flexes in front of him, bouncing heavily at the junction. Not even while I scream.

In an instant the darkness returned, and suddenly the shadow that had launched the attack flew away in great measure.

So I found out who the raider was.

"Ki, sa, ma... what are you doing!?

"Uh... no, that's our line..."

It was Arnold Hale who came down from the sky with a mighty blow. However, it is dirty with mud all over its body, even though its strong face is warped like a demon.

Tino, with her head up in her arms, screams small. A tremendous intention to kill - heavy pressure all over your body. I stroked Tino's head too close to the mess. [M]

Arnold had a shining giant sword in his hand. The golden blade is noisy and charged, and I can finally think of the identity of the light that was stuck in the Garest Mountains until earlier.

Angry, red-stained face. Because of the glowing sword, I saw its appearance well.

What the hell is going on here?

Arnold is trembling in anger.

"... everything, push - heh, myself - heh! Nah, nah..."

"... Meiko?

"And die, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

He roared like a full of emotions, and Arnold attacked him.