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

11 White Wolf's Nest

The Great Forest Zone extends northwest of the imperial Zebuldia.

There was a treasure house at the end of a narrow path, like a half-beast road, which was followed to break into the woods where many wild demons lived.

"The White Wolf's Nest".

A wolf with a fur resembling a glowing silver moon, an inherent demon that originally existed in the Great Forest Zone. A massive herd of 'Silver Moon' was said to have been a territorial area.

Fur bouncing back any aggressive magic to a bent limb that can travel fast through the gaps in the woods with poor scaffolding.

On the fangs that chew up the body of a trained hunter, the forest reaper has the wisdom to use magic, albeit small in effect, and even hunts superficial demons over himself by acting in large herds.

Silver Moon, known as a fearsome demon that wasn't a glimmer, had only two major weaknesses, however.

A small body that can only be about a meter in adulthood.

And the fur of the moon from which its name came, which no one can help but fall in love with.

Bones, fangs, and furs, Silver Moon's biological material boasted one of the finest values in the demon.

That is the treasure palace attack at the risk - to such an extent that it is comparable to its achievements.

Therefore, Silver Moon became the food of the visiting hunters.

Wisdom, power, and number. But the demons who possessed them all were prey to more numbers, power, and wisdom for the hunters.

Demons are creatures. No matter how powerful you were, you don't naturally occur like Phantom roaming the Treasure Palace.

And the wolves were hunted before long.

Silver Moon reduced its number as if inversely proportional to the development of the imperial capital, and the fact also increased the scarce value of fur.

Its existence, which was supposed to be vigilant when entering the woods, was demeaned by its status of 'luck' if met.

And by the time the imperial capital became known as the sanctuary of the hunters, Silver Moon had left the remnants, many of which were present in large herds, in extensive nesting holes, completely disappearing.

"The White Wolf's Nest"

It was only in the last decade or so that it became rumored that a wolf wet in blood had appeared all over the nest where no one was supposed to be.

"Frightened! You're such an absolute resentment... uh, I can't do that."

I shook myself up when I threw in the material I was handed to me. Just a thought and I'm going to throw up gero.

I was just a miscellaneous fish, but I was more famous inside the party as a miscellaneous man in the haunted treasure hall.

He is an absolutely impossible person to test his liver. First of all, I don't have a liver to try.

Eva is laughing at me. [M]

"You don't have to be so frightened..."

"It's more of a historical reflection type. It's a deep business."

The treasure hall basically manifests itself in the overflowing land of Mana Materials, but it is known that there are several varieties of them.

Something that emerges completely unrelated to the place.

The environment of the place of appearance, something that leaves the characteristic color dark.

And... something that reflects the history left in that place.

The laws of treasure palace expression are still being studied in various countries. We still don't know what's right, but this case is a second and third composite.

A crimson giant wolf emerged from nowhere, a wide walk through the nest hole once uprooted and left behind by man.

Not that I sympathize with the Silver Moons, but it was a story I don't feel comfortable talking about.

"In the testimony of a hunter who once had experience fighting Silver Moon... sounds a lot more fortified than real"

"Ha ha... so there's no fur left, you won't do it"

At least, I'll give you an empty laugh.

The living illusion that appears in the land that became the treasure hall - the Phantom - was manifested by Mana Materials on the same principles as the treasure hall.

Aside from whether they are strong or weak compared to demons, there are some distinct differences between the phantoms and demons.

One of them is - not to leave any carcasses behind.

"Phantom" is restored to Mana Materials when destroyed, and soon disappears into the air.

Yes. As if it really - was an illusion.

Sometimes some or all of the most strongly expressed parts of the body remain objects, but at least they cannot be furrowed.

I don't go all the way in and out of such a monstrous place. I just think Hunter deserves it.

Give Eva a thoughtful look as she paralyzes the treasure palace material she retrieved.

There is no appearance of fear. Maybe it's because you think we're talking about a different world.

"But with this information, level three seems to be due to the strength of Phantom, not to the terrain or the way it works."

"Mm-hmm. Well, I don't know if it's okay. Tino is probably..."

The level of the Treasure Palace is comprehensively defined, including all difficulty levels and the number of hunters who have returned alive.

There was a strong tendency for phantoms and demons to emerge when gimmicks and environments were easy.

It depends on the hunter which one he specializes in, but in this case he will manage where a somewhat powerful 'phantom' emerges because Gilberto boy and Tino are brain muscles.

Well, I haven't seen Tino fight in a long time, but he stopped being half human.

I was kind of anticipating it, but I can't do that anymore. That's...

"Well done, Gilberto."

"Come on. I guess Tino gave me a spill and I had something to think about. Maybe it was a good idea to tease Eva with the information she examined..."

Eva Renfeed is an amazing person.

There is no hunter experience, but it has already been several years since I was involved in running the clan, and most importantly, I have lived the experience of being in business all the time in the Imperial City.

He is still cordial with the original Chamber of Commerce, and does everything from purchasing supplies for the clan to gathering information using its broad connections to inspections coming from the occasional Imperial upper echelons.

He also collected information on the three people he presented to Tino in a short period of time.

She really doesn't have a head up. I can't get my head up as good as to Ark.

If there had not been a clause for being a level 5 or higher hunter as a necessary condition for a clan master, he would have just given up his clan master seat.

Gilberto's expression passed when he talked to him, and he was overwhelmed with laughter.

"No, he had a good look. Too talented for you, too."

He attacked the Treasure Palace with the momentum of a dashed bamboo. But besides, I couldn't keep up with my people.

It's a story that's rolling everywhere in this industry. Seriously, it happens a lot because you can clearly see the talent difference.

Unlike me, Gilberto was the only genius at the party. And that Gilberto didn't want to get rid of the pangs with the other members and chose to get out of the party by himself.

Or almost the opposite.

I'm sure he was about half mean. His words and actions had an atmosphere of half self-inflicted self-abandonment.

It's really a common story that young geniuses become genius dogs, and that's why they can be certain. Rather, a pattern like mine is rarer.

Well, the biggest victim was a quote about being taken around the treasure hall by a swine rushing Gilberto with more than strength, other faces who fought and got kicked out of the party, but.

"Did you regenerate it?"

"No. I just did what I wanted to say to you. I think I revealed my nose somewhat, but honestly, it's not a regenerative mouth."

There are too many poor qualities to talk about Gilberto boys like Mr. Tino, who looks like he has a weird worship over here, or Liz, who would have blown it in.

And above all - to whom can I preach greatly with proper clan management?

Occasionally I get consulted by a clan member about relationships, but give me a real break. You can't be responsible, so take it personally.

As Eva always does, she nods small with a clean posture that stretches her spine perfectly.

"Okay. Let's do that."

…………

Eva is brilliant, but occasionally in a weird way of understanding. Yes, she is.

It's fine because you work for me. I'm not going to dare complain because I'm looking after you.

Change the story because it was going to be inconvenient.

"With that said, Gilberto Boy's treasure - it was a pretty good one."

Purgatory Sword, is it?

When I remembered the great sword tucked away in the black sheath, my cheeks loosened.

I like treasure gear. It is the only healing.

Treasure is good. Excellent. I can also see that in ancient times and now, East and West, hunters are risking their lives to dawn on that quest.

It's great for anyone to use what's great. Anyone can demonstrate a miracle and freshly confused abilities. Can be used without any special talent. How wonderful.

Well, I don't really use it even if I have it, but good stuff is good nonetheless.

"Nice...... purgatory sword. Would you sell it...... flame attribute granting and range extension, maybe if I did a proper research, it would have other effects -"

But maybe they won't sell it to me.

A treasure tool is something that takes a lot of time to get used to, and once you get used to it, you don't try to let it go early.

Talking about the beauty of the Purgatory Sword I felt a little touching, I noticed Eva looking at it with a frightened look.

Soon they got a fever for the words. Tighten the look that was loosening. Eva's been nailing me.

"Wouldn't it be nice to waste it?"

"No, no, it's not for nothing..."

"Attribute Granting and Range Extension? Mr. Klee, you have many such treasures."

Such a treasure? I don't want you to come with me. Each piece of treasure is a product of a different miracle, something big and small and different, something called habit.

Trying to argue so, I realize Eva's gaze is daunting.

I answered in a small voice because I was in a weak position.

"... Well, attribute granting and range expansion are common as weapon-type treasures..."

There are several stores in Teito that buy and sell treasure, but if you look out for the power and ease of handling, they will sell many. But it's hard to be a treasure tool with both at a high level.

Not to mention, "Purgatory Sword" was very honest and easy to handle compared to the seven similar treasures I've touched before. That would also convince me that Gilberto boy is now available for use in the short term.

But Eva wouldn't convince me where I gave her that reason.

Maybe once in a while, they find out they're buying and fishing for treasure gear at the expense of running a clan. (Of course, I'll fill the hole later)

I stare at Eva's face. But I can't peek at that thought from the clear, thin-purple eyes as if I were foreseeing everything about it.

I had no choice but to smile halfway and sell my melancholy.

"... well, whatever that is, if you like... right, why don't we go eat something sweet next time?

If you take sugar, you can be human tender. Eva shuddered her eyelids tingly at my suggestion.

"... that's just what Mr. Klee wants, isn't it?

"............... No, that's not true"

Eva's guy, when did you realize I was a sweetheart?

I'm supposed to be hiding it because I have a bad image... this is why I'm not alarmed.

§ § §

Clan lounge.

Tino looked at the face of the temporary party with a serious look and gave the first instructions.

"First...... Write a suicide note"