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

"Huh? Ark, aren't you there? Why?"

"He was called by a nobleman about the White Ya Garden he attacked during this time... and he won't be back for a while"

"Uh, well. Bad timing."

Eva answers without raising her face from the paperwork.

The Son of the Holy Spirit (Arc Brave), led by Ark, is a featured party in the Imperial City.

The leader is seriously tolerant in the hunter with a soft, good-looking figure, besides being so strong. It was only natural that you would be called by an imperial nobleman who from day to day has managed to make a handover.

Especially in the meantime, you should anticipate that you have just completed the treasure hall of high difficulty.

Were you rather lucky to have been here until this morning?

Bad timing, though. I brought the proper request because I thought I was going to shake it to Ark.

Ark is an honorary student, but he's only too busy to be flawed by balls.

"Oh, my God. What are you gonna do, you punitive game?"

"Wouldn't it be nice if Mr. Klee could go?

Tell me to die. [M]

Occasionally there are people watching the treasure hall sweetly. It's too sweet to recognize, especially if it comes from me, who has seen the treasure hall of high difficulty up close.

If the average person enters, well, the only thing that doesn't have a problem is the Level 1 certified treasure house. After that, it's like a demonic realm. When ordinary people come in, they have a high chance of dying, that's the world.

Mostly, I'm about half way out of the front line.

"Me, you're getting a lot weaker because you haven't been in there long."

"Too much skipping, is it"

Hunters are strong. Dimensions are different.

One reason for this is the accumulation of power - the accumulation of Mana Materials.

The treasure hall is full of dense Mana Materials.

Hunters attacking it are almost always exposed to strong concentrations of Mana Materials, and by taking it in, they gain the power to deviate from being human.

By its specifications, the hunter who attends the treasure hall of higher difficulty increases its power, but the mana material captured in the body does not remain in the body all the time.

There are personal differences, but if you stay in a city with low concentrations all the time like me, the power accumulated in your body will quickly fall out and you will return to the constant.

This is why hunters attacking treasure palaces are often stronger than ordinary military personnel.

I was just not talented and weak, but I was even weaker than I was.

The Level 3 Treasure Palace is not that difficult from the members of this clan, but I couldn't do it to the extent that the average person had hair.

And of course I was unmotivated.

If I was going to do it, I would have asked for it anyway. Don't lick the weakest footprint.

Turn back your heels as you sing your nose song. Yes, I have footprints, even without Ark.

"No. Someone who seems to be appropriately free in the lounge, look and shake."

"... it's not a good idea to push someone else to make an urgent request."

Eva frowned and looked at me like she was blaming me, but I think people have the right material.

§

There is a lounge upstairs at Clan headquarters.

It's a spacious space with sunlight gliding through a large window into a high blowout ceiling.

Bar counter installed on the wall on a large table placed only the same number as the party to which it belongs.

In addition to being available for meetings, the bar counter also serves a complimentary meal and drink, so it's a relaxing space for members who seem to have a lot of free time.

I can't put the money I collected from everyone in my wallet anyway, so I left it all to Eva with the intention of running out.

It was now one of our clan's sales. It is something that we do not know what works.

I looked all the way through such a proud lounge, but I frowned.

"... it's rare. There's nobody here."

"Yes! Good morning. You look nice today...... what's wrong with that 'face'?

"Broken"

Even though it's daytime, there's only Tino. What happened to the others?

Poor Tino, who was spreading the book on me about his seat, approaches me.

He should be Ten himself who halved the tavern yesterday, but he doesn't seem to care about that look at all.

"Yes, I think your usual face is better than that weird mask."

"If you tell me I should wear a mask, I can't get back on my feet."

Until a week ago, I always hid my face with special treasures.

"The Converting Face" is a mask of flesh that freely changes the face.

Some hunters couldn't help but want to sell their faces, but I was the opposite type.

But there are no more treasures. It's broken.

There are no alternatives. Treasures are created in nature, and rare objects are very expensive to find.

At the end of the day, its treasures, which conceal their identity from none other than those with more than a certain perceptual capacity, were in conflict with several imperial laws, something that would not have been available without the good fortune of picking them up at the treasure hall by chance.

I just have to get out as much as I can when this happens. I think I'm gonna throw up.

Tino checks his soaking surroundings and asks, giving him an atmosphere like a puppy he misses so much.

"Yes... what about your sister?

"If it's Liz and the others, it's the treasure house. Level 8" Castle, "that's it. I was hoping that this time I'd dive into the back and take something home. I guess I won't be back for a while."

Bad timing. If anyone had stayed, I could have shaken the punishment game.

And we can't just wait till we get back.

To my words, Tino had blinked a few times and looked strange, but he immediately returned to smile and showed off his flat hand.

"Speaking of which, I did. I got this."

"... Ugh..."

Tino flickers his left hand as if to show off. A familiar treasure tool finger had fitted in.

There is an unexpected strange scream.

Unsurprisingly, Tino Shade does have remarkable growth, but only in the middle of development, and there were several other more powerful monsters there.

I cleaned up the Gilberto boy by surprise and even saw him take the ring away, but Tino is not strong enough to guard it dead.

But to see the results...... I guess that's what it is. She used to be adorable. Apparently, her sister grew up to be a fine monster within a little while.

"I don't care if you're not a good-looking party, but you can't give a ring to an undead like that."

"No, it's just a bullet finger, that"

"Bullet Finger (Shot Ring)" is a treasure that allows you to fly magic bullets.

It is one of the most found and therefore least valuable of the ring-shaped treasures.

The great sword Gilberto boy was showing off is probably more expensive.

Tino says he's so happy this one I gave him.

"Where I can't see it, it's worth it. He also said that it was an interesting event and that he was not handsome."

"Arc, Arc."

"I will............... is this really going to be me?

"I won't lie to you. I'll give it to you, I'm sorry for that."

"Yay."

Even if you say a bite about treasure items, the performance and price are pinnable. Hunters who use bullet fingers are limited.

He shouldn't have used Tino either, but he doesn't care when he sees him go around cheering small. Cheap kid. I get tears.

... There's only Tino anymore, okay Tino?

The requested Treasure Palace has a certification level of 3, and a Tino at level 4 would well go.

"Is Tino free now?

"Huh...?

Tino stopped perfectly and opened his eyes slightly.

She's basically a solo hunter. Easy to accommodate time.

When I say hunter, I don't have time for anything other than hunt.

You always need to be trained to perform at your best, and you will need to gather prior information to attack the Treasure Palace relatively safely.

I can support it on the clan side to some extent, but most hunters are generally busy because they die if they fail. A solo would be even more dramatic because it would require closer preparation.

But Tino immediately says in my words with a full grin that is rare for her.

"I'm free! Probably the most free moment of my life! So I've been waiting for you!

He says that if the master asks, he's going to have a harsh curriculum first.

But are you that free...

I decided not to hesitate to push Tino through the punitive game I received from Mr. Gark.

"Just fine, I had a job from the expedition. I'll take care of it."

".................. eh"

Tino gave the look of a pigeon wearing a bean cannon.

§

"Yes, I am the most shocked person in my life right now. My maiden heart is full. Yes, but I didn't think you were someone who would do such a terrible thing. Fooled."

"I'm not cheating. I'm not cheating."

"Raised and dropped"

"I didn't drop it, I didn't raise it"

I'm losing motivation even though Tino hasn't done anything yet. My eyes were half dead.

I put my cheeks on the table, resentment and look at this one.

Remaining in that attitude, Tino said grandly without a bare gesture to hide his lack of motivation.

"To be honest, I was going to go have ice cream or something with you."

Tino has no eyes for sweet things. I think they'll definitely exploit that nature one day.

"Your master tells me not to eat too much sweet food."

"... it's a trap. Your sister doesn't like dating when she's not around."

I'm talking about a date or something. If the master was the master, the disciple was also the disciple.

Maybe it was a bad idea to take him around instead of escorting him for a time.

This junior, who has known since he was a freshman hunter, was easy to use in terms of ease of handling, next to Ark with his friends.

Looking cute also scores high. Asking for things on the strong side is mentally tough.

Pushing files around the hectic Tino.

"Hey, Tino? Fun, fun job, huh? Good for you, Ururi..."

"Oh, don't you think I'm a convenient woman?

"Apparently, there's the one who defiled our Tino who was pure."

Fucking weird shit.

"Yes, it's you, you"

Tino starts following the letters with only his eyes as he relaxes.

And after a while of silence, he zeroed in with the potpourri.

"It's a request like an unprecedented piece of shit, I did."

"Yeah, you are."

"There is absolutely no reward, no detention time, no request details, no treasure hall difficulty, no matter where you cut it. Who's gonna take this?"

"Yeah, you are."

"... now it's a punishment game"

"Yeah, right?

……

I guess that's why it flowed this way. That Gark bastard said he was replacing the garbage dump.

I'd just say no if I didn't have a junior who could round me up at the tip of my mouth. What is not worth this is something that flows to the weak of the East and West in ancient times.

Tino moves her body around and excuses herself with a very unpleasant look.

"I will. Ah, my level is only four. I'm a young man. I'd like to be of use to you, but I don't want to be of any help to you this time... but I can't rescue five people with a solo."

…………

"............... I just remembered some errands"

Tino wakes himself up with momentum. By the time I blinked, I had already turned myself in and rushed out.

That's right, Bandit (Sheaf). He's gone from the lounge while he's circling his eyes.

The pieces of paper left over from the requisition were left on the table in vain.

It's like running away in love.

Come on, now, Tino's guy, too, took the ring and ran away.

I'm sure Liz is imposing harsh training on me so I have an escape habit.

That, don't get intimate when you think about it like that.

I un-chained and placed it on my desk about two metres in length, which I had silently tied to my belt and lowered.

Even though the thin chains shining in silver do not touch them, they snake as if they were snakes, making noises whispering.

This is a beast. Chained but 'faithful beast'.

A toothless dog who knows no fatigue, does not need bait, and swears allegiance to the Lord.

Hence the name - "Dog Chain".

Once upon a time, they had a clan that used chains back in the old days, when there was no longer even a record.

He planted a special technique, which he did not touch, and said that each had strange powers that supported his life.

It is now only a legend, but it is also the remnants of that once doomed civilization that the 'chain type' is popular among the treasures that appear in the treasure hall.

The chain lifts up and takes a moment to mimic a small dog.

As I pointed at him with my jaw, he fell as-is and left the lounge in a snake-like motion.