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

"Unbelievable. I couldn't find one around the six kennels! Not one, huh?

"Yeah, yeah. It's a crowded time."

Liz, who has not returned in a few days, speaks fervently.

Regardless of the outcome, it looks like he was able to return safely and without major injury. No matter how low the certification level is below aptitude, I've never heard of laddering six treasure halls, but I don't see fatigue in that look.

"As much as I was wondering whether to expedite or even look for a bounty neck. So, the prize neck takes time to find and redeem, and the expedition could start auctioning during travel time, right? Then I wondered if I should sell the phantom and demon drops I defeated and increase the funds a little bit if I can't make it. Yes, I have redeemed this money!

Liz smiles and gives it to me to push the big leather bag.

Revenue from the sale of demonic materials and phantom drops is not foolish for hunters.

In particular, unlike treasure and phantom drops where luck is involved in obtaining, demonic materials are definitively available if you defeat that demon, so to some extent, some hunters with high combat skills are targeting demons.

The bag Liz gave me was packed with gold coins. It's flat, but if you don't try pretty hard, it won't be your forehead so far.

Citrie, who peered gently at the bag, frowned and said.

"Sister, useless"

"... Huh? I don't know why this is happening. Why are you spreading all the treasure that Klee is after?

Sorry, that's my fault......

I felt guilty looking at my sisters, and I turned away silently.

Entering the auction period, the Empire was overflowing with people.

The Zebuldia auction will be held over the course of the week. The Empire City during this period is a festival.

The main street is lined with outdoor shops, and a small auction is opened on the main street. The Seekers Association is overflowing with requests, and it's time to make money for merchants and hunters alike.

Thoughts have been taken by The Converting Person for some time now, but if you think calmly, there will be other useful treasure items on offer at the auction. I can't get my hands on you in the current economic situation, but I'm just a little lonely because I haven't been able to attend the festival.

Sandwiched by Liz and Citrie, he walks in the crowd. Suri and the like also frequent, but if Liz is around, I don't have to worry about the damage.

"Hmmm. Even with your sister's share, it won't reach a billion... because I won't save"

"You can't help it, can you? I was fully committed to the [castle] offense, and the results are at Luke's disposal and no..."

[Castle of Ten Thousand Demons] is a treasure house where no one has attacked for a long time. There will be a treasure sleeping just commensurate with the risk.

Our party has a rule that if some member comes off the party along the way, he doesn't bring back the results.

Had it not been for that rule and Liz and Citrie had brought home a little treasure, the outcome of this auction might have changed.

To Liz pointing her lips, Citrie also leaked a small exhalation.

"Right...... it wasn't a good time. Usually I can move forward a little more favorably..."

You still don't have enough hands to hit that much...

Citrine turns to me.

"The odds of winning at this stage are probably, I just said, 70%. Some hands can hit more if Mr. Klee doesn't say NO..."

"No. Enough already, Citrine did it for me. Thank you."

"Oh no..."

Citrine smiles in my words. [M]

Citrie is smarter than Liz, but he had a hard time pushing things too deep. Perhaps that is the fate of a good human being.

"Right! Cry, what if I didn't get the treasure..."

Liz laughs confidently as she hugs my right arm and snuggles.

"I'll steal you out of that fucking kid."

"... they're nobles, aren't they?

No, you don't have to be noble to steal.

'Bandit (sheaf)' doesn't play that role. Stealing people's things is a crime.

"Huh? What's wrong with that? It's okay, no matter how many peaceful knights you have, you can't lose!

"Sister, if you do that, Mr. Klee will suspect you! If you want to... yeah, make it look like a robbery or something"

"Stop."

Stop it. Don't you guys have brakes?

I know it's just a joke, but if they ask around, they might really think about it.

The venue for the Zebuldia auction was the White Asian theatre present in the heart of the Imperial City.

It's usually a place used for concerts, plays, etc. Sophisticated buildings made of marble lined with people of different ages, genders and attire.

How many of these auctions are intended to be auctioned off? How many will compete with us? As far as I'm concerned, I just hope the auction ends happily.

The entrance was parted by nobles, hunters and others. Needless to say, nobles are assigned a dedicated entrance to hunters because bringing hunters and ordinary people together will undoubtedly cause problems.

The entrance fee for the Zebuldia auction is 100,000 Gears. The entrance to the hunter is the one with the most people and the most colours.

First of all, it's different from what we've gathered but dressed as. Why are you wearing full body armor for the auction? Different faces, others bring weapons about what they misunderstood.

When I joined the auction, I became a hunter with a pretty high level of gold, and there were a few faces I remember.

In the meantime, I noticed a group of people I knew.

A burning red-haired boy like heaven. A magnificent man on the strong side with burnt brown hair. Brown-haired bandit, his apprentice clinging to my right arm. It's been a long time since the Dark Hot Pot members were in full swing.

I don't know how many faces I have around, but I don't see Tino's face the wrong way.

I end up speaking to Tino, wondering whether to speak to the Gilberto boy, to Master Greg, or to Luda.

"Tino. You guys here to buy something, too?

"! Yes! Good morning."

A dark pot member looks at me and distorts his expression just a little uncomfortably.

Did we start acting together because we partied together?

Whatever it is, Tino seems to have made friends too, above all.

Liz's dazzling eyes are upon her, and Gilberto boy and Master Greg are atrophied.

"I'm here to see you brave. They were just about to go to the auction, so I thought I'd come with them."

"Tino, you're gonna change your character before The Thousand Changes."

Tino turned a contemptuous glance at the bossly grunting Gilberto boy.

I didn't mean to, but I'm a whirlpool guy at this auction. The man next to the Gilberto boy looks at me with an intriguing eye. I hear a whisper. Very uncomfortable.

"Aside from whether I can see bravery or not, I should have come with you if I was going to do it anyway..."

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I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I'm so sorry, even though it looks like you lent me money. I didn't notice at all.

But let me make an excuse... yes! Maybe I'd rather go with Ruda and the others than go with me. As much as I want you to reposition yourself.

He looks at me like Ruda blames him. [M] Does she know I owe Tino? [M]

"Ah... um... uh..."

Tino is staring up at me.

What a voice to speak of. You can ask her out now, but she has an appointment, too, and she won't feel comfortable being near Liz or Citrie.

And that's when I came up with something good.

"... Tino, if you don't mind - why don't you join the auction on my behalf?

"... Huh? Agent...?

Zebuldia Auctions has a system called Representation.

Call it in. Like its name, it's a system where someone sets up people to participate in an auction on their own behalf.

We will also go to the auction, but we will not speak up, send Tino a signal with our own signature and ask Tino to speak up on his behalf.

It doesn't make much sense, mainly because it's a well-known fact that winning bidders who want to hide their identity information often use it, and in this case I'm after 'the person to convert', but it'll help them enjoy the auction.

Tino blacks and whites his eyes at my suggestion. Citrie narrows her eyes and nods small.

"... I see... that's not bad. It's unclear how the lady will judge you, but it can confuse you...... it could be as restful as it gets. But is that okay? Mr. Klee, didn't you want to compete off yourself?

Sure, I love auctions.

Catharsis is great when you participate in an incandescent auction and can compete off what you're looking for, but you should give in about this time.

"I've already participated many times last year and a year. I'm in a mess this year...... you see, Liz. Don't look like you want something."

You want to represent yourself, you suck at Liz, who was nagging.

Whatever it is, it's too popular.

Liz responded with an extended voice, glaring at Tino.

".................. Ha. Chip, tee, definitely win."

"Ha, yes! I'll take care of it, Sister! I'll make sure you win the treasure!

Tino grips his fist forcefully.

Well, they say you can definitely win, but the funds have limits, so even if you lose, it's not Tino's fault.

A carriage approaches the entrance for nobility. From a carriage with a familiar Gladys family crest comes a girl in a pure white dress, followed by an old man in a butler's dress.

Miss Eclair glanced around for a moment and when she found me, she stared at me with an eye she didn't think was younger.

At the time of the negotiations, there was no dust left on the last flashy expression. Apparently, we've collected more than 200 million.

Citrine shook my hand all the time without putting it on her face. The look on his face from the side remains a grin.

But I could see the anxiety that had pushed me deep into that expression.

Is this... did you lose?