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

Inn's own room. Roll all over the tatami.

It becomes a creature that just breathes, feeling a tingling sensation and a unique fragrance of tatami. In the meantime, the clanmaster's room was full, but unlike then, the tatami is strictly ground-foot, so I can roll with confidence.

At this moment, I was united with the world. [M]

Unfortunately, Liz and Citrie are outside, and I'm the only one in the room. Liz went searching for a hot spring dragon in the mountains, and Citrie went willingly in the morning because she thought she would deploy a golem. Liz and the others are incapable of standing still.

It was a blue sky with no clouds outside, and because of that I was in a tourist destination and I felt like walking outside, but I couldn't do more than piss Arnold off.

A creature called Treasure Hunter is violent. And I'm out of luck, so when I go outside like this, I get roughly worse.

Sometimes I have a bad feeling. Sometimes I get a bad look. Something's about to cry already.

When will Arnold be gone? Let's ask Liz to go check it out when she gets back.

The bill pushed Arnold, but that man ruined my vacation this time. What resentment do you have against me? [M]

I'm confident it's the most harmless hunter in the Empire City, I am.

The door was knocked modestly as he strained his body and felt the full gravitational pull of the stars as he blurred. Tino comes in before he responds.

I have often been in an open bath for a long time, so I gave them the key.

Tino rolled into a tatami. When he looked, he opened his eyes wide.

"Excuse me, sir... what are you doing?

"Training. I feel the earth."

"So, the earth...?

"It's a form of mental training. I had nothing more to do, and I was feeling the world.... Luke broke an iron sword with a wooden knife through this training I invented."

"Brother Luke!?

Why are you getting more aggressive when you're just messing around? Luke's guy, you're crazy.

If that's what makes you more aggressive, my aggressiveness, which I always do, should be bad by now. I really don't know what talent means.

My half-joke, half-truthly mixed words make Tino even more impressed.

My attitude is obviously just a blur no matter how I look at it, but the look on Tino's face, which is filtered by my sister out of common sense, doesn't have the same color that looks down on this one or the same color that looks down on her.

Tino looked the same in his yukata. I've just been staying here for days now and it looks like I'm getting used to dressing.

I looked upside down at Tino's luster and came up with a good idea.

"Yes, Tino. I'm sorry to hear about Arnold and the others."

I thought you'd have a look, but think calmly. Can't we send juniors against that angry Arnold, huh?

Arnold knows Tino's face, and I don't think he can get away with Arnold being Level 7 certified for Tino's prowess.

Most importantly, I have a sense that I am overburdened with Tino.

"... no, I knew no"

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Tino shows us the same loyalty, but his expression wasn't very energetic behind the momentum of the word.

Probably because I've been seeing things lately. But believe me, I'm not always trying to make Tino look bad.

I thought for a moment and gave him my right hand as I rolled.

"Tino is with us................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... You're free anyway, right? It's not just physical training."

"Huh!? Is that... is that, uh, with you?

Tino steps back and stares at me. The white cheeks are dyed by the vermilion.

I'm not sure about Tino's shy point. I didn't mean to be rude, but it might not have been a good idea to hang out with girls my age, etc.

"That... I, now, am a yukata... and I know it's a training, but - yes, no! Of course, I don't hate it, I don't hate it, I did. The usual, if you're dressed..."

"No, no, you don't have to bother to change, you look great -"

"Ahh."

I think the usual outfit is more exposed than yukata.

When he laughed at Tino, who was me, he rose up again and again.

Nothing. I wasn't really training. It's just that Citrine and Liz aren't here, and I'm free, so it's been a long time since I've had a nice chat with Tino.

"Oh... no, no, no, no, no training."

Is that honest? Luke is the only one who trains just by lying down.

Until now, Tino had a neighborhood under her eyes due to lack of sleep, but her current blood color is good because of the hot springs. There were hot springs dragons and all that, but my vacation here seems to have been a proper yuji for Tino.

Now, how did you convince this serious junior... I said to a cute junior whose face was turning bright red to his ears, thinking a little.

"It's not just training to lie down. I can even get up.... right... you can't go outside right now - let's do that training! Training to eat tea and sweet treats"

"Huh...? Tea and sweet treats - well, do you have that training!?............... Well, I did. I'm not doubting your words, but what do you get?

There's no way you're getting anything. I am the one who has been able to eat tea and sweet treats for a long time. However, I want tea while eating sweet treats. [M]

But I'm so worried that one day the bad guys are going to fool me. I don't think so because it's like half my sister's, but Tino doesn't have to look cute, and the style is good.

I don't want you to pepper me because it's my word, but act suspiciously. With that feeling in mind, I say.

"If you insist - time for bliss"

"... Huh?

Tino rounds his eyes. You still don't seem to doubt my words here. [M]

"Well, you'll see if you try. I'm sorry, but can you get the innkeeper some tea and sweets? I'll leave the choice to Tino. Let's train to eat sweets and drink tea together."

"Huh...? Yes. I'll be right back, please wait!

"Not long enough."

"Yes!

Tino leaves the room on a run to such an extent that his yukata is undisturbed. When I get back, I'll preach to you as I knock out the sweets and the tea.

When I dropped off my back as I stretched out, I lay on the spot again in the big letters.

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"Old man, are you going already...... I came to Hot Springs because of you, I wish I had more"

"Eh, Mr. Arnold's busy! Originally, we just got here. I don't have time to play."

Ei puts the usual scratch on Gilberto's, unobtrusive words to the end.

At dawn of the night, Arnold and Ei, completely undone, had come before the gates, only one present in the city, to leave the town.

In the stuffing near a wide range of gates with little defensive capability, a group of tourists or several hunter-like people carry out the procedure.

The appearance of the Fog Thunder Dragon had changed dramatically during this journey. Both the equipment and the carriage have been replaced several times after intense battles, making them indigent and unlikely to be parties led by Level 7.

But starting with Arnold, the look on the members' faces isn't that dark.

Unless Arnold, the leader and two names, breaks, The Misty Thunderdragon is indestructible. Seeing the mighty existence of "Thousands of Changes", it also strongly demonstrates the fact that no one has left the party yet.

Both Carmine and Ruda, who came to see me off, looked impressed by the appearance of Hao Thunder Blast, which had completely recovered.

Treasure hunters are harsh jobs. Few of us will ever have a sword again because of mental problems, even if our hearts wear out in the battle that is second to that battle and our flesh is safe.

Those who lose confidence and retire from the hunter when they see their talent shining strong. And this time, Arnold's figure, which fell the moment he saw Klee Andrich's face, was certainly enough to anticipate it.

Arnold frowns at the sight of Ruda and the others. The golden eyes narrowed under his eyebrows sparkled.

"You showed no respect. But... the guy's, okay."

"... you haven't given up yet"

"Come on, Luda. There's no way Mr. Arnold would approve of losing lightly. Whatever it is, it's our purpose - to be the strongest. There is a chance. One day, Thousands of Changes will regret it. I have a pointless pity for a man named Arnold Hale!

Aye, standing next to him, laughed with his nose, replacing Arnold with the words of Ruda, who seemed distraught.

There was strong certainty in that voice.

"Thousands of Changes" did have unusual powers that must be rumours. But the only weakness there is that Ei can see as well.

That's - I can afford it. The man is underestimating Arnold Hale.

Even if at this stage we do not have enemies, there are stretches to the Hao Thunder Blast, which has barely attacked the treasure hall of the land yet.

And the man known as Aye Larrier, "Hao Thunder Flashing", has never said a different word himself.

Sooner or later, Arnold and the others will defeat The Thousand Changes. If your opponent has an unparalleled foresight, you just need to gain power over it.

"You have to think about the incitement complaint, Mr. Arnold"

"... there's no way! I'm... not like that guy."

"Shh, excuse me!

Arnold drinks to the words of one of the members. Apparently, he was stuck in his stomach.

Emotional control is close to essential skills for high level hunters. Naturally, seriously pissing Arnold off mastering that at a high level is not something he can do so easily.

Sure, maybe only the ability to incite deserves level 8......

Weirdly impressed, Ei looked around at Ruda and The Whirlwind of Fire, who had somehow acted together so far.

Shake hands with each other and say goodbye.

"See you in Imperial City. You guys, watch out for that guy if he stays here long."

"It's okay. That's Klee too............... what are you doing in a hot spring town like this?

"Come on, I don't know. We're leaving now. But I've never been too careful."

Ai has also seen various hunters so far, but no one has more grasp than The Thousand Changes.

When I get back to Imperial Capital, I have to rewash the information on The Thousand Changes again. It's Aye's role to assist the leader in his actions, no matter what.

There was no cloud in the sky. It's a good time to leave.

Make a big stretch and look back at the gate.

The Empire Zebuldia is only a few days away with a carriage. The itinerary in a state freed from the plot of "Thousands of Changes" will be a tranquil one, unlike before.

Break up and start walking towards the gate with Arnold at the head.

Only tourist destinations, the gates didn't look too sturdy. The number of guards packing is small, and their strength is not comparable to that of a knight who was protecting the Imperial capital.

I had heard that the number of tourists was decreasing due to the bandits, but whether the situation had changed, there were several groups of tourists at the gate.

It's time to start over. The outcome of this trip will have a huge impact on all members of Fog Thunder Dragon, not just Arnold.

Reassemble damaged and lost gear and items to explore and drill high level treasure halls. At this stage, including the repayment of Arnold's destroyed hot springs, the party's assets are almost exhausted, and we may not have time to rest for a while.

But Arnold Hale and Misty Thunder Dragon should be a step tall when they start all over again.

Physically, I still had a lot of fatigue left, but I felt clear about the hope I had seen anew.

It's the opposite of when you came to Sulphur. My buddies have a blown out look somewhere too.

"... next time, you can't lose, aye"

"Heh. That's Mr. Arnold."

To Arnold's voice like the one that pushed him to death, Aye gave praise, as usual.

At that time, it's just not like one of the parties that came into the city. It's a party of five mixed men and women.

... Yuji? That's a lightweight outfit for a hunter.

Everyone walks in light attire. I wear a sword for once, but I'm not equipped with anything like an armor helmet. I don't know the detailed gear because I weave my coat, but I don't have a carriage, and if I was walking outside with this luggage, would I be too confident in my strength, or poor?

When I look at Arnold and his carriages, a man with a refreshing atmosphere who was at the head of the group makes his way through a meeting.

I'm sorry.

The carriage, which as a rank is almost at its lowest, takes the path that opened up to me with great vibration.

That's when Arnold, who leads the way, went halfway down the road he cleared for me, in front of Aye's eyes, a man who cleared the way spinning wide.

For a moment, Aye's consciousness goes blank. It was a beautiful movement as if it were flowing.

The man had a gentle grin, just like when he met. The blow has no intention of killing or war, incredible from the point of view of Aye, the bandit.

My hands pull out my hips dagger in a natural motion and my white blade arcs as it is. At the end of that polished blade was the neck of the leader who had just passed by.