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

And as I asked, I solemnly offered a "carpet".

I had no choice. My heart is ringing hard against tension.

My long, fox-sided brother, with a round carpet in one hand, told me to lean down.

"Sure, I received it. If you punish me for this, you'll never get lost again."

"My... not will. You knocked us out..."

To my words from the bottom of my heart, the fox face flaunts my shoulders in such a way that I don't seem to believe much.

"Same thing."

Their fairness is not fair to us. No matter how much they say it, this is just a treasure palace rule. It's not the rules that apply to us, it's the rules they move.

For example, if I had the strength to help them, I would have managed to escape safely without having to give them anything important. But this can't be helped.

There was no goodbye greeting. My vision switches without touching forward, and my fox-sided brother disappears.

It was as if everything was an illusion - there was a former place in front of me, a familiar airship hallway.

Outside the window there is a blue sky with no clouds. We escaped the treasure house.

I checked it and breathed heavily. We survived a disaster with little or no survivors. The carpet was a noble sacrifice.

Where will [Lost Inn] go... Unknown, but if we continue to fly, we will never encounter it again in the future. I have to pray that it will never happen again.

Cruz accidentally grabbed my (perhaps sad) back looking at the window with a distant eye.

Redness returns to the face that was white. Apparently, there's no more nausea left. Maybe the vessel has grown.

"Oh, hey! Yowaningen, what are you thinking?

I did something bad to Cruz. But at that moment, I was sure Cruz was the most important thing.

I can't believe that's the carpet I didn't even think of... that fox-sided reading mind, it's so precise.

"Stay, well, calm down. I'm sure it's their plan to break up with us!

"Yowaningen, don't you think I'm stupid? Come on, it's really good!

That's not true... but I'm sorry about this one. Ahhhhhh.

I'm sorry for everything that happened to Cruz. I'm going to do whatever I can. But I made a serious face and told Cruz.

"But Cruz, not if you're in contention. Now we should check on His Majesty the Emperor. I can trust the fox-sided word, but isn't that a first-rate hunter?

"... you, come on, or I'll punch you,"

§

When he was swallowed by the treasure hall, the structure was overwritten by the treasure hall, but it seems everything went back to normal when he was liberated. I guess that was fair to them.

Follow your memory and head to the hall where you were gathered on the verge of being swallowed.

There was a man down there in the hallway. Knight, civilian, servant, and magician. Probably not someone who was hit by a phantom, but by a tellum.

Cruz, who rushed over to one person, takes his pulse, checks his pupils, hears the sound of his heart, and says flashly.

"He's alive... he's still alive, is. I don't know what that means."

Thelm's arm was definitely top notch. I don't think they'll survive while we hang out in the treasure hall, even though those who were attacked by such a wizard have not been treated.

Cruz mutters when he checks on the others.

"Well... the power of Mana Materials..."

I see... I'm convinced.

Absorbed Mana Materials make a person's body tougher. Magic is given to those who seek it, power is given to those who seek it, stamina is given to those who seek it, and strength is given to those who seek it. If that were a dying man, it would be vitality to be strengthened.

Originally, the speed at which Mana Materials created and changed a person's body was slow, but the [Lost Inn] Mana Materials were thick anyway. Whatever happens, it's not weird.

What the hell is going on with me that won't be strengthened even by the average person......

Or maybe the fox face did something. They said they would return all my people safely. If those who entered the treasure palace while alive were dead when they returned, that would not be safe. Well, we no longer have the art of knowing about its authenticity, and either way, we can call it luck in the midst of misfortune.

Full treatment will only be available once everyone is safe. Now that I know my life isn't in the way for now, I'm headed to the hall.

The hall wasn't any different from when we left.

"You're back, Thousands of Changes... Looks like you solved it outside"

His Majesty the Emperor looks at me and opens his mouth to say the best. All the other faces look like they're dying, but they still retain their majesty. That should be the head of the great powers.

Mr. Franz can't seem to afford to stare at me now either. He wakes himself up and stands, fluttering with a ghostly look.

I just checked inside the room - I found the rumbling carpet hiding behind His Majesty the Emperor and breathed relief.

Good...... no one is gone. Cruz trembles and threatens to whisper in my ear.

"You, come on, you really are. What were you going to do if you failed?"

No, he only said carpet...

Good...... I'm so glad I bought a carpet for my lover.

§ § §

But the thing about humans really doesn't make sense. I'm not particularly sure about that human being with no sense of crisis.

Number two of [Lost Inn]. Instead of the Great Mother Fox, the fox face, which was in overall control, threw away the blue carpet that was in his hand. One of my men picks it up and carries it to the warehouse.

People are the most important things. Some things matter, some lives matter. And - some people will say that memories are important. But it was incomprehensible to the boulders that they should have had a lot of company, but they should have gotten a powerful mother fox tail, and the answer of carpet would be returned.

Rarely do they come into [Lost Inn]. This is the first time that anyone has visited the [Lost Inn] since that human visited it.

But I guess that uncritical human sensibility was still weird because the 'precious things' I could read from the spiritual man next door were extremely genuine that I could understand even on the fox side.

Maybe it was someone's shape...... pretty inferior to what it was supposed to take away, and I didn't think it was very valuable stuff, but I didn't care about the long fox surface.

What we needed was a price. It doesn't matter what it's worth to the fox side. Any object or person is not of great value to [Lost Inn]. The only thing that would have been best was if I could get my tail back, but I wouldn't accept a mother fox trying to give it back.

But we need to take action. It is unusual, such as encountering [stray lodging] twice in this short time.

How unlucky, or having the power to go beyond the [stray inn] cover-up... it's extremely irresistible to do so, but I wouldn't say it's too good to keep going through the sky like this. Every time a tail is taken, the [Lost Inn] is greatly weakened.

But it's definitely not a good idea to head for a secrecy without human beings. This time my youngest brother ran off and was killed because he was too used to humans. It was a difficult place.

But this time it was a winnable battle. Even if I didn't win, I should have been able to take it to the draw. The rules are absolute, but it's not like you don't poke holes in the fox faces.

The fox face sighs small and goes deep - to what humans call the boss room. In the room, 'Mother' was rounded up like a plump.

"Mom, you lost. I was the one who showed you around."

An encounter is a coincidence. It's like capturing a word butt, but it's not considered against the rules unless it's a coincidence. That way, at least I won't be tied to the words I threw the last time I left.

In the words of the fox face, the mother fox - the phantom of 'the fox once called God' narrowed her eyes and raised her head. Once thirteen existed, two tails were taken, with only eleven remaining. But still, its power is absolute. Each and every one of them has just enough power to kill a human being a thousand times.

The mother fox trembles and narrows her eyes.

"That man, let's pity this me with his little body, etc... I won't bear it"

Voices contain strong anger. To the words, the long fox face was convinced.

That was not even a comparison of wisdom. It wasn't even a battle.

It would be more humiliating to God than to admit defeat, such as being pitied by a much lower dimension being and conceded a win.

After all, that crisis-free person is - a cutter. Too little crisis and the opposite is incompatible. A concurrent person would not be able to abandon an overwhelmingly advantageous situation.

But it's something that requires a different ability from that pure power to trample on a treasure hall that's too different.

"The sense of crisis freed them as promised. We may need to change our course."

My mother fox didn't say anything. I'm just looking at the fox face with shining eyes.

The fox flaunted his shoulder and continued.

"I kept my promise. I don't know anything else. They 're-- they're gonna fall. It was an interesting ride, but the drive was destroyed. The only reason I haven't fallen before is because we were caught."

"... I'm Not Going To Mouth It"

They took my mother's tail. I have no grudges, but it's not like I have nowhere to feel anything.

He's an interesting person, but he didn't have the in-laws to help him.

The phantom born in [Lost Inn] is very fair. The fox face smiles.

"Then I'll go get the price from the two left. I hope your mother's resting for a while."

§ § §

The change was abrupt. The airship trembled tremendously and leaned.

Mr. Franz rolls down the sloped floor. I was the only one comfortable.

"!? Shit, it's falling! Yes!"

Didn't you let it go safely!? But Cruz was right.

I don't know why I'm flying when I actually fly, but when I started falling, I started falling and I'm in so much trouble.

I hadn't even treated the crew yet. We've confirmed all survival, but very few can move. (By the way, there were no Terms. Maybe he escaped)

"Cruz, can't you do something with magic?

"Magic isn't that omnipotent, it is!

"That's... unexpected"

I didn't make a scene, so I just sat on the shaky floor. [M]

I knew it would fall... I have flying carpets and junction fingers so I don't have to worry about falling to death, but the others are bad. Mana Material-enhanced humans are sturdy, but if they fall from this height, they die normally unless they are also anthems.

Some will have their own means of confrontation. So I don't think they're all going to die, but there are non-combatants on this ship, too.

"Mr. Franz and the others are okay to fall?

"!? So there is!

Mr. Franz doesn't have a scratch on him either. Just in time, Mr. Franz's men will be back.

"No, all the parachutes are destroyed, too. Huh!

The Telm guy, he's very handy...... I want to go back in time and start over from where I choose my members.

In the meantime, I think I can help His Majesty the Emperor and His Royal Highness with a rampage carpet...... Kilnite is...... let Cruz handle it. Some of you may lend me your junction finger. But doing just that will help very little.

"If you jump willing to die at the time of the crash, can you handle it?

Half the words I put out for real, but the knights blues. Mr. Franz told me as he crawled.

"Thousands of Changes," you do something about Your Majesty!

"... Mr. Franz is a nice guy who doesn't look good on his face."

"!? I'll kill you!

"Well, calm down, we still have time. My magic could awaken, and it could fall into the water."

"This is the desert already!

"... yes! You had a bed, didn't you? Put the sheets on your hands and feet and glide away like rust..."

"Yo, Yowaningen, are you serious?!?

"... try to stand as hard as you fall."

"Don't go with level eight!

All my proposals are rejected. If you were a member of The Mourning Ghost, you'd accept it.

Standing up, peeking out the window, the ground was already clearly visible. Desert. Desert, as Mr Franz put it. I don't know how many minutes later it will crash.

"... the desert sand seems soft."

"Oh, hey! No way, no hitter?

"... everyone relies too much on me. You should think about it for yourself. That's why I told you I might fall..."

This one said earlier that he was desperately trying to use magic to bird the airship......

That's level 8, so I may have no choice but to rely on it, but it's my life, so I have to protect it myself...

In the meantime, His Majesty the Emperor and His Royal Highness help with the carpet. No, wait. Since His Majesty the Emperor can use the junction finger, I wonder if I should give the junction finger to His Majesty the Emperor and put Mr. Franz on the carpet. Cruz will figure it out because he's a tsyonooble.

Other members are...... still jumping at the time of landing. Since the airship is a balloon at the top, I'm sorry it's totally unfounded, but I don't have to feel like I'm going to survive depending on where I jump. I can't?

I feel a lot of pressure. Everyone seems to be waiting for me to come up with a name. I think from now on, the passengers of the airship should be limited to only those members who can survive when they fall.

And so I opened my eyes.

Outside the window - Aunt Sheets is flying. Those wearing worn out sheets are flying in a big kite like a joke. It was a ridiculous sight.

Apparently, we didn't have to get caught up in the treasure house. I had a hardboiled grin and snapped my fingers.

"I don't know what else to do. I'll take care of it."

I desperately sent my thoughts as I watched the sheets aunts.

Lucia, you can magically float an airship! Lucia, you can do it! An airship is like a big balloon! For the rest of my life, I need you to fly! Rushhhhhhhhh!