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

I've come to my intentions, Citrine. Haunt me to take His Royal Highness from every one of you.

It's not like I have time to say that I will strengthen it, etc. Training is a backlog. No matter how versatile Citri haunts you, you won't be able to fortify it that far, but even in the sense of escort, you'd rather leave them to the Crown Princess than to the side of Cruz and me (and Kilnite).

Her Royal Highness's entourage (escorts and servants) were fiercely protesting my decision to throw the Crown Princess, but they convinced me that I should go with them. If they had eyes, Liz and the others wouldn't be impotent, and it's the perfect measure.

I'm scared of myself. Perhaps this is also the power of a smartphone?

Citrie has asked with a look as if to peek at her as she leaves.

"Mr. Klee... Her Royal Highness Princess Mulina... how far would you like me to go?

I'll be home as soon as the talks are over.

"... as good as a blood test?

How does blood testing have to do with training? I have no idea, but I guess she would do a good thing to see Citrie's eyes shine. Well, even if you don't get the worst of it, if the escort succeeds, you'll be complaining a lot. Her Royal Highness seems reasonably unlucky, and maybe her talents are as empty as mine.

The haunt was gone, and the only cruz left to hold his mouth to me, who threw it all away.

"Yowaningen, you're incredible."

"It's the right material. I'm still the leader."

"So what is Yowaningen doing?"

Cruz's judgmental skills are among the best people I've ever met. I slip away and change my mind as I take my latest smartphone out of my pocket.

"With that said, what do we talk about this meeting?

"... you don't even know that, do you? It's hard to say in a mouthful... but it's a lot between nations."

I see... all sorts of things between nations, huh?

It's too much of a mess, but the look on Cruz's face doesn't look deluded. I've known you a lot too... but now you... you know exactly what we're going to talk about in this meeting?

Apparently, even though Cruz is a spiritual man, he knows more about common sense in human society than I do. It would be reassuring to shake Cruz even if he was suddenly told about the talks. I snapped my fingers. [M]

"Okay, I did everything I could. Free time after that. Dismissed!"

"Dismissed. What are you doing?"

"Huh...?

What... is sightseeing or messing with a smartphone. It might be a good idea to fly in the carpet.

Staring at each other. I didn't say anything, but the look on Cruz's face was strong.

"Get to work, it is! The talks haven't even begun yet.

"I hear Mr. Franz and the others are in charge of the escort, and it's in your job to rest yourself so that you can move at any time."

"I don't need an excuse, it is! Look, make sure you show your level eight prowess, Yikes! What do I have to say when I report to Lapis?

Cruz is serious. And apparently, Cruz has an obligation to report to Lapis. Maybe I was measured for my qualities as a hunter. [M]

Reminds me of what I did this time. I've always been comfortable and all I remember was playing with the carpet. I wasn't acting decent when Childragon attacked me, or when Term or Ketchachakka betrayed me, or when I was relative to a phantom in a stray inn. This… If reported as such, Star Thunder (Starlight) may fall out of the clan.

"... I gave you shelter about once, didn't I?

Cruz shook his lips at me when I said something horrible and shameless. [M]

"Yowaningen, I sheltered you, too, is. Come on, sir."

…………

"Besides, you've been off the ladder every time,"

I don't remember at all, but I guess if Cruz were to say so. It's not like this is a lifetime goodbye where "Star Thunder (Starlight)" falls out, so I seriously twist my neck.

I must be able to achieve much more without Eva and Tino asking me how my escort was. [M]

"Oh, yeah, I helped with the plantation."

"Plantation...? In this country?. There's no way plantations are going to succeed in Toaisant, is there? It's a business where many spiritual wizards have failed to visit. Maybe no one thinks they'll succeed."

Cruz's face is further flattered. Apparently it wasn't right for her glasses. Well, you just pushed your sister fox and it hasn't produced any results.

But put your arms together, sigh small and say hardboiled.

"The plantation has to be seen in the long run, Cruz. There's no way you're gonna get results yesterday today, is there? Besides, it's a terrible saying that they didn't expect to succeed, they were working really hard in this harsh environment. I need you to look at ten years."

"I mean, when were you doing it! Call me, it's!! Yowaningen! I am a forest people, yes!

You're absolutely right. But I had no choice but to plant plantations.

Well, well, forgive the angry cruz. Because I was born into a beautifully shaped species called the Spirit Man, I need to smile more.

"Is there a man here called 'Thousands of Changes'!?

So I heard a yelling noise. Outside the room. Looking down through the window for a moment, there are tons of men packed in front of the inn as well.

Turban on brown skin. On its hips the crooked knife lowers, the outfit is only crude and not rough, but rough.

Definitely not robust. It's still midday, and besides, this inn is supposed to be a super luxury inn for guests from other countries, but it doesn't seem to care at all. What the hell is happening to the security of Toaizant? And what have I done now? [M]

We have to run. Check left and right in a hurry. The fact that a voice is heard from the hallway is already suppressed in the inn. If you want to run, it's the only way out. This is upstairs, you'll lose your junction fingers when you jump, but I have a carpet.

Don't make me run away. I smiled and whistled. [M]

I have a contract with the carpet. Promise me you'll come when you whistle.

…………

……… not coming. No, not yet. It's possible I didn't hear you.

The carpet is staying in the room right next door. You can't possibly not hear my signal, but there's no chance you didn't.

"What are you doing, Yowaningen?

I whistle many times but there was no sign of the carpet coming. Now you're snuggling with a female carpet. He's a real freedom guy.

Even while we're doing that, the noise downstairs gets bigger.

What am I supposed to do?

Cruz frowns in its good shape and says it's pompous.

"Yowaningen, those guys, desert soldiers of Toaisant - regular Toaisant troops, is. You did something again, didn't you?

"Huh!? We have to run."

Cruz was right, and if you look closely, the soldier's clothes were decorated with a Toaizant crest.

It just looks like a bandit or something, but apparently he's definitely a regular soldier. It is also convincing to see him appear dignified all over town. But it must be something you must run away from.

I don't remember, but I've never had a good time getting involved in another country's army.

You can't escape through a window more than you can fly through the sky. The inn is surrounded. When that happens, should we go out into the hallway in disguise?

The opponent shouldn't be going to dominate with strength. If suppression was the aim, it would not be such an obvious and conspicuous imitation. If we do this right, we can get away with it...?

And so, silently, Cruz grabbed my arm. Beautiful eyes looking at this one like they're sucked in.

……

I'll take a step back to try, but there's no sign of letting go of my arm.

"... what's wrong?

"I'm holding onto you so I don't miss you, sir."

"!? Why!?

It is just a betrayal. Cruz said nothing and smiled somewhere good.

Cruz, who pulls an arm but is a magician but seriously a hunter, seems to be more powerful than me, who has hardly ever smoked Mana Materials. He doesn't look like he's putting his strength into it, but he can't get away with it. They are poking at the weakness of the junction fingers.

"Yowaningen, you should work a little serious too, is. Throw your precious mission round Citrie - there's no reason to run away from the Regular Army, by the way."

Shit. Cruz is serious. Apparently, my previous incompetence has snuck away.

Maybe Cruz also wanted to be in charge of training Her Royal Highness.

"Don't worry, it is. If anything happens, I'll help you, too."

Well... that's not comforting.

As I think about how I should convince you, the door to the room gets slammed more and more. That's the Regular Army, working fast. The room is also found out. Apparently, I just have to take a look.

I smiled small and prepared to push Cruz to work. [M]

"Okay, it's my loss. But I need you to help me get to Cruz."

"Oh, I know, it is. So let me show you something cool."

Cruz replies on my behalf and opens the door.

And it came to pass that he was a mighty soldier, just as he that encircled the inn at the table. In particular, the costume of the first man to go to the room is quite splendid compared to the others, with some plain colour ornaments hanging on his chest.

The majority of the skin is hidden, but the flesh glimpsed from the gaps in the white cloth was developing, reminiscent of the forged steel.

The sharpness of the eye is not comparable to that of the people of the Empire. Perhaps when the commander-like man looked at me, he came out in front of me and said with a slightly trembling voice.

"You're The Changing One."

"No, sir."

"Yes, it is. Bad times, sir."

Immediately Cruz arms up and narrows his eyes. I'm just kidding. You cruz...... you're starting to look a little like Lucia. Was it something blown in?

But what would the regular army of Toaizant look like? This is my first time in this country. [M] There should be no cause.

When Toisant's soldiers silently confirmed that I was terrified of war without being on the table - I knelt down on the spot with momentum.

In front of me, I say it with a voice like a push to death.

"On behalf of the entire people of the vast Toaizant - let me thank you, Thousands of Changes. Well... well done for bringing the green back to this land."

"... to?

What are you talking about, this guy...

§

It was the woods that appeared in one photograph handed to me.

The lush trees are blue, and a little behind them stretches a large tree. There's no such thing as a weird philosophy. It's just a forest.

If it's the only thing that makes you uncomfortable, is it - the men who looked familiar nearby?

The men were desert people. Skin burned in the sun in a turban that protects itself from sunlight. But the face looks flashing somewhere.

Cruz, who remained silent long after Toaizant's messenger disappeared, says he is pompous.

"... Yowaningen, what have you done, sir?"

That's what I want to hear.

The photograph shows what it looks like in Plantation Village, where I left my sister Fox yesterday.

Until yesterday it obviously hadn't worked out, but what could it be like in just one day?

Perhaps no one would consider yesterday's sight and today's sight to be just the same place to be shown.

"The sand in this land is not suitable for the trees to grow," he said. Even if there's plenty of water, it won't. "

The forest people say with a serious look.

It hasn't even rained in the first place - apparently my sister fox did something.

I was no longer on the level of being a rain beggar. Should I say that creating forests in the desert in just one day is just a phantom of the ultra-high level treasure hall?

Fortunately, the Toaizant side has been thankful rather than angry. I stuck around saying I didn't know, but when I took my sister Fox to the village, it was my revenge to introduce myself.

Green was a really difficult thing for the land, apparently, because it just came quick to say thank you. What would they look like if they found out that the main reason for my actions was to throw away dangerous foxes?

The only people who know the truth about this case are me and Citrine. I have to take this to the graveyard.

I had a hardboiled smile on my shoulder. [M]

"I guess it's some kind of mistake. I don't know. Everything is the result of their efforts. I'm sure it was a good day to day."

It's all settled. I don't want to thank you. I don't even need honor. Nor is it an act done in good faith.

Cruz stared at me, but sighed deeply.

"I'll keep my mouth shut to Franz and the others," he said. Maybe you'll find out. "

For a moment I didn't know what Cruz was talking about.

But if you think about it calmly, this time from the outside, you'll have done whatever you wanted with Zebuldia's escort.

Toaizant's side is happy, but it's not an act he did with his prior permission. For the sake of relations between the two countries, I guess we should have decided that we didn't. This is where I want it.

Fatigue strikes me more and more at once because of the dramatic change in circumstances from next to next.

I'm glad there's nothing new to ask for in the meantime. I hope this thing doesn't lead to new trouble later......

So, Cruz inadvertently grabs his fist and says:

"All right, Yowaningen. Let's go get a drink."

Unexpectedly round your eyes to a sudden proclamation. I've never been invited to drink cruz, but I've never been invited. In the first place, the sun is still high, and for once we are Zebuldia's escorts. It is a serious statement in the honorable Cruz.

"Huh? Why?

Unexpectedly asked, Cruz said clearly without changing one complexion.

"Because I worked hard, is. We could talk about souvenirs to Lapis, and I'm going to do it specially."

§ § §

That day became a special day for Toaizant, the land of sand.

A celebration at a level where the heads of State who were scheduled to meet in Sandy Country don't even care about the talks. The success of the afforestation project, which took advantage of the pulse of land that was thought to be hopeless, was a historic feat and gave hope to the people of the desert.

But few people know that there is a high level hunter behind it.

A vast desert area extending to the other side of the horizon. A desert people groaned before an unnaturally lush forest in part of it.

"Definitely... more than yesterday - it's spreading. I'm not supposed to be planting trees anymore... and it's not raining... how far does it spread?