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

Bad luck lately.

There are waves in a person's luck. Whatever you do when you're up and running, it works, and when you're down and running, casual behavior leads to bad results.

When I've been a hunter for just a few years, somehow I can feel something called a wave.

I'm a hunter, but I work mostly in clan operations and rarely explore treasure palaces.

That's the wings that go out twice in this short period of time. Even if I leave it there because it's always the same thing that happens every time, I'm pretty sure things are going down.

What we need to do as soon as possible was charge treasure gear.

If Luke starts his training at the bottom of the treasure hall, Lucia won't be back for the time being.

Most of the magic of the treasure is exhausted, and the trump tag I received at the time of need is exhausted, and there are even a few "Safe Fingers" left to protect myself.

Usually you just have to wait for Lucia to return with a twitch in the cranhouse, but given how things have been going lately, it's pretty dangerous.

The question is, how do you charge me for the magic of more than five hundred treasures I have?

Originally, treasure magic charges are a huge burden for hunters.

Treasure demands immense magic to be proportional to its immense power.

Ordinary hunters often limit themselves to charging one or two or even five or six Magic Instructors who excel in their total magic power.

Those whose magic has been depleted will be attacked by a tremendous sense of vanity, and they will not be able to stand. Sometimes you lose consciousness if you're not used to it. Magic depletion is one of the things hunters should be most careful about in the Treasure Palace.

So hunters don't have many treasures.

There are limits to having your fellow Magi charge you. In the first place, the Wizard consumes magic even to use magic. I can't afford anything.

Magic recovers naturally if nourished and sleep slowly. For this reason, it is often mistaken that magic is - a valuable resource for hunters.

Above all, the problem is - number.

Regardless of one or two points, more than five hundred items of treasure are suspicious numbers as to whether they can be covered by collecting most of the Clan's Mages.

There are also a number of magicians in Imperial Capital who commercially charge their magic to treasures, but they can't charge a tenth where they are gathered, and they can't fall either, so they say no first.

In that sense, my sister - Lucia, who has always charged me with my treasures, was a 'special' magician.

The amount of magic needed varies depending on the treasure, but especially the treasure that demands a large amount of magic - the "Safe Ring".

Prevent attacks only once. Simple but therefore powerful, it is a treasure that everyone wants to keep just in case, but "Safe Ring" requires a great deal of magic for its power.

That amount - five to ten times the amount of coarse treasure. It is an amount that cannot be charged by a concurrent hunter. That's also one of the reasons why junction fingers aren't used very often.

But you can't just not charge me.

The junction finger is my lifeline. If not, I've been dead about ten times in the last few weeks.

Anyway, I just got home and was supposed to be exhausted, and Citrine was rubbing my shoulder for some reason.

There's no one else in the Clanmaster's room but me and Citrine.

Eva's been organizing the rewards for her investigative assignment for a while now, and all she's got is me sitting deep in my chair, which is my usual fixed position, and Citrine dressed in private clothes.

I had my problems solved right after I got back from the treasure hall of high difficulty, quote, having me rub it to my shoulder, am I a bad person?

Even though I am in debt...... I was a complete hippo.

"Hmm... what do you say? Feel, okay?

Citrine's luxurious fingertips crawl as if rubbing from my neck to my shoulders, pushing around my less elaborate shoulders.

You know what a bump is, a feeling of paralysis runs up your spine every time you gain strength, and it feels so good that it stuffs your breath.

With that said, she was also deeply concerned about the human body. An alchemist is an excellent scientist, a magician and a doctor.

All the members of "Ghost of Mourning" are close, but Citrie in particular is close to me.

This is due to the fact that Citrie was a late bloomer compared to other members during her training years before she was still a treasure hunter.

In the end, the reason for this was that the position of Alchemist was "Daijuku Late Molding", which required immense knowledge and equipment for mastery, but she still remembers that I revitalized Citri, who at one time was frustrated by inferiority, with talent empty and free time.

Citrine cares about me like this from time to time. [M]

I should have already paid back the loan to that extent with interest a long time ago, and I'm suspicious if it's a loan in the first place, but I can't say no sadly saying, "If you don't want to..."

I'm sure you'll feel lighter when you rub your shoulders...

Slowly pressured along the spine as it glides and relaxes the muscles. Citrie looks luxurious and powerful.

Have heat like your body lit a fire. Behind his head, his exhale touches his ear and tingles.

A hot, sweet voice with a mixture of excitement strikes my ear.

"Huh... so, so hard... Mr. Klee, it's very, very nice - duh! Ah...... ugh!

I don't care, but I don't want you to sound weird because I feel like you're being sexually serviced.

Why does the shoulder rubbing side sound so weird? Because I'm not so shoulder tight.

I kept my weird voice down and tried to remain calm when I felt awfully comfortable.

Party leaders are expected to remain calm at all times.

I took a deep breath and calmed my heartbeat, and for some reason I spoke to Blaine at my party, who was up in voltage.

"................................. uh, what am I going to do with the treasure charge? It's not good enough."

"Mmm...... ugh!

Citrie replies with a loud voice. Which one of you has that voice......

Alchemists are a form of magic instructor, but magic is only as powerful as concurrent hunters. So much so that the alchemist is generally thought to be something of a wizard with no talent.

Citrie's magic power is better than that of a regular alchemist, but she doesn't leave the habitual realm, and her magic power, a good alchemist, deserves a thousand gold.

"Me, but...! If I could modify Noto Coclair... Ahhh!"

He kept breathing and listened because he was saying something noisy with a glossy voice.

I can't deal with Citrie no matter how she reacts to this.

Her jokes are going over Liz. I have that sister and I have this sister.

A heartbeat comes from the body of a tightly pressed citrie. I have almost no more force caged in my fingertips touching my shoulders and back, rubbing force applied or subtracted but still feels pretty good.

"Worst case scenario, I have to ask The Star's Holy Thunder (Starlight)"

The Star's Holy Thunder (Starlight) is the biggest Demon Instructor Party in the Beginning Footsteps.

Each of the six existing members is one of the leading magic leaders in the Empire - not a pure 'human'.

Being the 'Spiritual Man (Knoble)' famous for demonstrating far higher wizard aptitude than pure humans, they have a unique sensibility, well, in short, they look down on humans naturally.

It's a pretty suspicious place to ask for a favor that comes from personal affection.

Citrine screams a fine scream, turning her arms around my neck and leaning over her reddish cheeks.

"Huh... no! Mr. Klee... when you're with me, don't talk about other women... please!!

It sounds like fun, but I'm always the one to be misunderstood.

Citrie's whispering voice tickles my ears.

"You don't have a sister... now's your only chance, right? More, feel me..."

"... yeah yeah, right"

If Liz were here, she'd fly. Even the others can misunderstand. It would be terrible to just hear your voice.

and at that time the door of the clanmaster's room opened as if it had been a plot.

Eva puts her finger on her forehead and frowns. My cheeks were slightly stained. Few people can make Eva look like that when she doesn't move into anything.

...... sorry to bother you all the time.

"... for once, I ask you... what were you doing?

"As you can see, I had my shoulder rubbed"

"This floor... hunters are off-limits..."

He was dressed properly, and there was nothing wrong between me and Citrine.

Eva points out more rules now with a trembling voice.

I haven't raised my voice yet because this isn't the first time.

...... sorry to bother you all the time.

"Hey, to the habit of knowing nothing! Between me and Mr. Klee, please don't pinch your mouth!

"Yes, sir. Don't grease the fire."

They gave me some weird voice, and I'm getting murky, so I slap Citrie's arm twice that was spinning around my neck.

If I piss Eva off, I'm the one who eats for it.

Sounds fun at all, but I want you to think about it there.

Citrine sees my will and unfortunately unties my arm.

When I stood up, my body was incredibly light. It's as if all the fatigue that remained had been washed away.

I said to me gently turning my arms to make sure I was doing well, with an innocent smile that I didn't think Citrine would have raised a slutty voice until earlier.

"Now, not just the shoulders, but the whole body massage... how about that?

Hmmm...... hard to resist.

"I have a good potion. I'm sure... it feels better than I've ever felt before."

"I'm going to stop because something's not going to work."

It feels very dangerous to be aiming for a gap in the method.

Whether it was the alchemist's sex or whether he tried to use drugs or needles every time was one of the few weaknesses in the city.

"Okay, I don't feel like it, but will you charge me? Preparation is important."

"Let me negotiate.... One end of the responsibility for losing the magic of treasure belongs to me... and I've always been interested in the Spirit Man (Knobble).... I could have made a great magician if I'd made a good mate with Mr. Noto."

I wonder why discomfort occurs in one conversation.

As I leaned my neck, I decided to take Citrie to the Clan Lounge.