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

The Seekers Association Teito Zebuldia branch exists about fifteen minutes' walk from the Clan headquarters, in a form sandwiched by large shops and taverns.

It's a small building once compared to the buildings next door, but it's no worse than those two when it comes to flourishing. A flag with a treasure chest (treasure box), a symbol, hung small on the red ground.

I just check my surroundings and dive through the entrance feeling like I'm going to throw up a guero.

I get a little enthusiasm and frown.

Inside the building was the Negijo of the monsters.

There is a clear difference between treasure hunters and the average person. It's not about age or gender or gear, just looking at it somehow shows the difference. If I insist, should I also say the difference in character as an organism?

The imperial capital is the sanctuary of treasure hunters, but still the absolute number is not that high. A hunter's nest that you can hardly meet walking outside, the expedition can be called one of the finest demonic realms in the Imperial City.

Stretch your spine and walk through the spacious lobby.

There was constant anger, mockery and cheerful singing in the blowout space, as if it were war.

Some call it the smell of adventure, a unique smell mixed with slight blood, alcohol, sweat and metal on the nose.

A hunter's man, two times bigger than me, stares down at me and leaves without saying anything.

Some hunters are really suspicious of the same person.

Explorers Association - The Explorers Association is an organization that supports hunters.

From buying and selling treasure and demonic materials to replenishing items, party-member good offices for information and partitioning everything treasure hunters need from anything to anything, it is a huge organization as historic as the position of treasure hunter itself.

It is also exploration that assigns levels to treasure halls, hunters, parties and clans, and creates ranks.

Breaking into the treasure hall does not have to be a hunter in itself, but if you do that, you will generally die, so it was half common sense to enter the expedition if you are going to be a hunter.

Of course, membership is not just. Every year, I have to pay my dues according to my earnings, and from time to time, I get pushed by the exploratory council to make a request that doesn't fit the bill.

When it came to a clan about the size of "Footprint," we could turn it all by ourselves, and some clans actually did, but I didn't really want to get caught up in it, and well, the dues would work out, so I was spoiling the dogs in the exploration.

Later, it is also high point that the girl at the reception is adorable as an idol. It is an organization of reference in many ways.

He stretches his spine through a group of hunters scattered with smells of blood and excitement, cutting the wind with his shoulders and proceeding.

I'm so scared of bandaging and walking through the hunters' side with old wounds on my face, but I've known well in my previous experience that I'm likely to get tangled up when I'm upset.

Weak things are eaten. Why are you eating meat all over town, this place?

The newspaper that one of the hunters was spreading gets a glimpse of. What was huge on it was a picture of a half-baked tavern.

It's not a Zebuldia Days newspaper, but apparently other newspapers had similar articles.

It's not my fault. It's not my fault. I know there's something else I can put on it, but this mass garbage. Oh, oh!

"You're sad... that you're famous"

I grinned nihilly just on the surface feeling like I was going to throw up and line up at one of the receptionists.

My order soon came, not even through the desperate prayer that the order would not come.

"Thank you for using the Explorers Association today"

The brunette girl at the reception responds with a smile that washes her mind.

The receptionist at the exploratory is not a hunter. The fact that the staff of our clan operation are not hunters can also be because they envied it.

Dress up, bang your hands on the counter, and stretch your full vanity with a low voice color.

Anyway, because hard boiled is the goal.

"I've got a favor for the Gark Branch Manager. It's a good story, show me around."

The receptionist replied with a full smile, without atrophying on my bench van.

"Yes. You let the liquor store destroy it all. One sermon in. Mr. Klee, I always say, when you call, you don't have to be in line, do you?

It's not total destruction, it's half destruction.

§

"I wasn't bothering you - whoa!!

"Huh!?

Apologies are important in good faith.

He had a great attitude on the table, but that was external, and if the other guy was Mr. Gark, he wouldn't have any hesitation about throwing away his pride. Anyway, I've already been seen pitiful many times.

He was passed into the reception room and let go as soon as he met his face, in the dungeon, just as the chief of the Garc branch of the war also opened his eyes and caught his cheek.

Chief Gark is a human being. You look like a monster, but you're human.

His height is two meters over. An ancient wound that ran diagonally on his cheek, with blood vessels floating out on his bald head, forged to such an extent that he didn't think his flesh was retired, an evil person of any sort, but he is a human being.

And a great man. Always wearing a sword but an ordinary person (now).

It feels exactly like a beauty and a beast when you line up with Kaina, Deputy Branch Manager of Agile Beauty, who is still smiling and solidifying next door, but she is a human being. It's a secret that the beast still thinks it's more important.

I always take care of you.

"Oh, hey, Klee...?

"I didn't mean to. I'm never offended! I was just thinking about not bothering the average person, and I had permission to tell the owner of the store in advance to break it. Ugh!

It is true. I think about what happened when this happened, and I take great care not to bother.

What I grew up to be a leader was my apology skills, my rooting skills and my vanity skills. Roku, hey!

Breathe out and roll.

"Mostly, I'm in real trouble with those guys, too, hey? I won't stop if I stop, and I'll have to make it grand anyway!! Hey, how do I stop them, dude!! Even I want to stop. I really want to stop it! If you can do it, do it. Ya, you son of a bitch. Ahhhhhhhhh!

Because I can't stop it, I have no choice but to let the average person drain the gas.

I shouldn't be making excuses, but I'll make a clear excuse. To solicit sympathy. Mr. Gark isn't really mad at me anyway.

I haven't harmed the average person, I haven't harmed the average person, and most importantly, I haven't harmed the average person.

Step back as if Mr. Gark was under barometric pressure to me as I just got up and stopped by apologizing.

"Hey... don't try to push it off with momentum"

"Mostly, I just broke the building. Whoa!? I just did a little paper decoration and it wasn't damaged, and the complaint wasn't coming. Whoa!? Fine, enough to break the building! It's better than breaking a human! I'll make amends!! I've known the owner over there for a long time and he's a super good guy, so I'm fine! You will forgive me with a smile!! I want ice cream."

Even though the half-baked shop is a liquor store, the ice cream is super delicious. Ice cream is a delicious place in Teito made by me. This restaurant is famous for entering Best Three.

Convinced me to feel like I was going to throw up, Kaina, who had been silent until now, finally said with a pulling smile.

"Stay, well, relax, Mr. Klee. The branch manager didn't have to scold you that much - he didn't report the damage."

Every time, Mr. Gark's anger stops at Kaina's Well. Probably sharing roles.

It's Mr. Gark's role to blackmail and blackmail anger, and it's Kaina's role to explore compromises, I'm sure.

Mr. Gark sighed at the words.

"I haven't scolded you yet...... well. Sit down."

Okay, I'm forgiven. I'm not apologizing to Dada everywhere either.

Sit back on a mundane, fuzzy couch. I feel like I'm going to throw up a little.

And, just relaxed, Mr. Gark slammed the table with some. Shivering your body at it by accident.

Stick your teeth out and look at me with a tiny eye.

"This way, too, Cry. I didn't call you because I wanted to."

If you don't want to call, I wish I didn't.

Put me down like that, and Mr. Gark continues with a voice as if to tell you.

"But even if I didn't have a complaint - it turned out to be enough to be in the paper. Just forgive me. I can't show you."

……

Should be forgiven. The standard of exploration I know should have been acceptable at my leisure.

Anyway, there's no victim. The destruction of the house will be judged under imperial law, but the talks are settled. If the victim doesn't file a damage report, the empire won't move.

It was in the paper, but the short-minded hunter is always up to something. Half a liquor store is a big deal. There's no way I don't know the Gark Branch Manager, who is a pro at wiping that up his ass.

Looking at Kaina, I've made her smile like a bitter laugh. Pin it.

I can't help it. Let's shake it to the arc.

"No way, is it a punishment game?

……

To my inquiry, Mr. Gark gave me the look of a bitter bug bite.

The main role of the expedition is to help with the treasure palace strategy, but at the same time he also provides good offices for work requested from outside as a side business.

Hunters are so strong that they don't think they're human that requests for work come from merchants and countries who want to borrow that arm.

Difficulties and systems are also variable, such as escorts, demonic crusades, and obtaining certain treasure items, which are utilized by beginner hunters who cannot properly attack the treasure hall for cash or by hunters who want to create connections with the outside world.

but some of them have no hunters to take for reasons such as low remuneration, long detention periods, too much difficulty or a client.

From here on out, I deserve that, and it's not what I found out, but the expedition seems to have all sorts of troublesome circumstances, and I'm going to shake it to the hunter who showed weakness and caused the scandal.

We hunters honored such requests and called them "Punishment Games," and we were repellent.

The way I put it, Mr. Gark's eyelids tremble like tingles and cramps.

"Hey, don't say that in front of me"

"Mr. Gark, you're a former hunter. Mostly, you're in trouble, you know. I'm also carrying the lives of my clan members."

There's a lot going on in the clan, but our clan is democratic.

Even the master decides by majority. My power is not great. [M]

Mr. Gark peeled his eyes at me as I stood up and just put my feet together and swept back.

Sigh once, and this time I'll tell you as if this one were going to tell you.

"No, no, I'm not saying I won't take it. You've been looking after Mr. Gark for years at a time, and you know where he stands. Let me do it. But I can't do as much or as many as I want. Just one thing. I didn't do anything wrong this time."

"... Mr. Klee, haven't you improved your sedition skills every time you see him?

When I have to peck, I peck, and when I have to get out high pressure, I get out high pressure. If I'm frightened all the time, I'll die. This is my sacrifice.

To my tone, Mr. Gark clenched his teeth and said a word in a low, intimidating voice.

"... Bring it"

Kaina brings the leather file and puts it in front of me.

The request from the expedition is almost compulsory, but rumors say many of them refuse fine.

Hunters are strong in themselves, probably because many don't like to be bound. Especially when you become a veteran hunter enough to make troublesome requests.

As expected, 'Punishment Games' seems to accumulate a number. I have a position where I have accumulated so many troublesome requests, I sympathize, but we are also in business, so I can't do any of them for you.

Mr. Gark turns to me with a sword and swallowing eye that makes me even feel like killing.

"... choose"

"Yes."

Flush and read the parallax and file.

Punishment games are also pinned. Duration of detention. Request details. reward. Or often the requested background is troublesome, etc.

Let's pick the guy who looks easiest and throw him to Ark.

I roll from next to next, but that's just the punitive game and there are many troublesome requests I don't like to think about.

Any of the Arcs will be able to do this, but what the hunters specialize in is still the offensive association of the 'Treasure Palace'.

We will narrow down the subject in relation to it and for now we will only look at the level of the object's treasure hall.

Level 5. Level 6. Level 5. Level 5. Level 4. Level 6. Level 3. Level 7. Level 6 -.

Oh, now, there's level three!

Return page. Then I'll check the contents...... yeah, well, it'll be fine.

I'm lucky to have level 3, even though punitive games are often more challenging.

With two names: "Silver Star Lightning," Arc Rodin's certification level is one of the finest in this empire, level 7.

The hunter's certification level is a guide to the level of the Treasure Palace that can be attacked.

A Level 3 Treasure Hall would be an easy win. The reward is low and the detention period is long there - I mean, it's a really volunteer request, but there's no obstacle to clearing it.

I pulled out the filing requisition and shook it in front of Pippi and Mr. Gark.

"Okay, I've made up my mind. Mr. Gark, I need this simple bone pick up."

"................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ Don't talk to me like that! It's not a bone pick," Shipwreck Rescue. "

... Huh? He said he couldn't be alive anyway.

§ § §

It was like a storm.

Klee was gone, and Kaina, the deputy branch manager, breathed in relief.

Hold the urgent request file aside and smile bitterly at Gark.

"... as always, you're a stormy child... are you glad?

"... Yikes. He's doing just fine."

Hold on to your forehead, and Gark Branch Manager answers blurring.

Footprints are one of the most powerful clans in the Imperial City right now.

The scale itself is that there are several ancient ginseng clans that are larger than that, but the footprint is still growing compared to those clans that are half-stopped.

Being in the paper was also a sign that it attracted that much attention.

Instead, from Gark's point of view, Klee is not thankful that despite having built that big a clan, he has little change in attitude from when he first became a hunter.

It's not strange to be out of the expedition. Because there are few advantages to sitting in an expedition for a clan that has gained some handover and strength.

Few now leave the expedition with promising clans and hunters.

He had a slight tone and a licking attitude, but it was clear that Klee was concerned with exploration.

"Mostly, he said it was easier, and he asked me to suck the most, and I took it."

"... that's, uh... the same."

Kaina narrowed her eyes when she remembered that sight she had pulled out without a wandering bare gesture during a request with more than twenty sheets.

Sure, the treasure palace was the least difficult, but in no way does that match the difficulty of the request.

What a leader needs is an eye to identify danger. The requisition says the contents are correct.

There will be no misunderstanding of the difficulty of the request by Klee, who is the master of a large clan and also the leader of The Ghost of Mourning (Strange Grief).

In fact, Klee has always often chosen the most challenging requests in these settings to take with her. Is it my intention to repay the exploration?

"There will be ghosts or snakes... well, if Klee took it, it would mean no problem. Regardless of his attitude - his eyes are certain."

"You owe me one."