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

I am a lifeless person. [M] It doesn't always work when it's at stake.

For example, when creating a party. Because of my name, The Mourning Ghost was mistaken for a criminal (red) party and was constantly targeted by criminal organizations and parties of the same hunter throughout the capital.

For example, when I made a clan and we all tried to go see flowers. For some reason, crust fluctuations occurred and a high level treasure hall emerged.

Something unexpected happened when I sent Tino to the [White Wolf's Nest] recently, if I may say so, and few things have worked out by my decision.

Originally, I wasn't lucky enough, but the drop in my luck, especially since I became a hunter, is remarkable.

I have survived all of that with strength, following around and being grounded. [M] But that doesn't mean I'm okay with any bad eye, and I'm not used to it.

A few days after the scattered auction, I still couldn't regain my vitality and lay back on the couch for the reception in the Clanmaster's room.

Originally not surprisingly vibrant, the recoil was huge, when all the struggles of the last few years became bubbles of water.

Eva told me that "The Converting Person (Reverse Face)" looked fine when she was told that Miss Eclair had won the bid, but the more time passed, the more tail she was pulling.

Nothing, I don't regret winning Citrine's bid. [M]

Originally, most of it was Citrie's money, and it's true that I didn't think I needed any treasure gear if it was enough to make her cry. I'm also used to Lucia getting mad at me.

But apart from that and this - it took a while to break it off.

I don't feel like doing anything anymore. I don't feel like going outside, or going out for sweet food.

We all know I'm after the mask. [M] Naturally, you also know you escaped like a loser without taking part in the competition.

I'm sure right now, if I get caught in the eye of curiosity, I'll have a serious attitude in the master of a first-class clan. That's all you have to avoid.

Hunters are forbidden from entering from the fourth floor of the clan house with the intention of keeping me from being seen by the hunters who periodically lose my temper.

As I roll over the couch as I turn around, I accidentally fall straight to the floor.

Exhale small into the impact. What a miserable, loser-worthy state. Such thoughts plunder the back of my brain and make me laugh the other way around.

By now Miss Ecclair will be mocking and laughing at me as a wretched man who escaped without a fight. Maybe it has facilitated Sir Gladys' hunter discrimination.

And the mask I wanted so badly would pass to Ark, who wouldn't need it. Oh, life is such a mess.

Roll down the floor of the clan master room as your instincts whisper. It doesn't hurt because Eva distracts herself in the Clanmaster's room and lays a fancy carpet.

I want to crawl and live like a potato worm all the time already like this.

I feel like going in if I have a hole. It doesn't mean it's embarrassing or anything, it means it seems more calm in the ground. There is no concept of shame in me. [M]

As I worked for an extremely pointless act, the door to the Clanmaster's room was knocked.

Reply to the door only on the face while reducing the burden of gravity by widening the extremities and maximizing the ground area.

"Ugh."

"Excuse me. Klee - huh!? Hey, what are you doing?

Eva sleeps like a corpse on the floor. She gives me a slight look.

By and large, only a limited number of humans come into this room. Eva knows my vulnerabilities, so it's okay to be seen.

She's the one who's been carrying rice to me for the past few days, pulled into either the Clanmaster's room or my room.

"... look. Don't you get it?

"!?............... at all, I don't know"

"... you know what? I was rolling on the couch, and I fell off."

"Oh, already! Look, if you're hanging around like that, it'll get dirty! You must be level eight!?

Eva takes my arm and gets me up with her shoulders. [M] As it was, he installed me vertically on the couch, completely weakened.

I'm really sorry for the inconvenience.

Unlike me, Eva is still undisturbed in her outfit today. The white uniform from "The Footprint of the Beginning (First Step)" looks great. I don't think you're doing dozens of times as much intense work as I am.

... No, zero is zero no matter how many times. Oh, how rude of Eva to compare you to me.

"What's wrong with you? Take it easy the last few days!

"As usual."

"!? That's... well..."

Eva gives a troubled look.

My dependable deputy master only leaked one sigh when he heard about me spending a billion dollars, or about me not being able to drop my mask at an unexpected expense.

My nostalgia is so deep that I want to try how forgiving it is on the contrary.

"............... I hope it's okay with me, but if you have a problem, I'll ask, right?

I have too many worries and all, and if I get just a few gears of worries, I'm out of debt.

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

"No more. It's high time. It's not a vessel. Life doesn't always work out the way I expected it to. I want to retire."

"Huh!?

To the classic stupidity, Eva opens her eyes wide and retreats one step later.

At last, I seem to have become a bad person at the level of not even a good deputy master. [M]

That's right. No, you're not human. I can't do this anymore. I want to live quietly under the sea like shellfish. And I'm sure they'll be attacked by an octopus or something, and they won't be able to exchange it.

".................. this, now, hasn't it worked yet?

"If you're talking about a hundred points, aside, maybe fifteen. I didn't even get a mask."

"Fifteen!?

Eva is flirting with my proper answer, which my soul is about to fall out of. I'm so sorry to bother you all the time.

I'd really like to thank you one day, but that's gonna get on my back anyway.

"I couldn't get the treasure... as I assumed, I heard...?

Who told you that? Eva's expression is serious.

It is a word uttered entirely with strength. I'm sure those who believed my words on that occasion are alone. [M]

As you assume... that you can't get that mask you wanted? There's no way.

I can't imagine anything from Akasha's listing. I was only flushed like a kelp that grew under the sea from start to finish.

I turned away and sighed deeply. I want to be stone or something because I can eat shellfish.

"Well, that's true... we could have done better. Life is really annoying."

"............... Shall I make you some tea? There are herbal teas that work well for mental fatigue."

…………

Eva prepares me for tea without waiting for an answer.

That's what makes me want to die. There are too many good people around me. [M]

I only regained a little energy to live, moving my hands and feet and kneeling on the couch.

"... well, don't worry about it. I was just waiting for you to calm down."

"... Yes"

"I think it's time to get back on your feet"

Indolent I really sweeten up around like that.

Everyone around me is independent. Cities and anthems are natural, Liz and Tino live splendidly, and even Luke, who doesn't think about anything, has a misdigit strength as a human being, and he can be respected. I'm the only one who's going to die if one is released.

Now, in retrospect, it may be that I was the only one who gained the rare strength of The Ghost of Mourning (Strange Grief) as a party. I stand out to them. [M]

To that proof, the Son of the Holy Spirit (Arc Brave), whose leader is too strong, is nothing but arc.

I can't tell you how I did it without my mouth torn.

A sprinkled teacup is placed in front. Light lime-colored tea. It smells sweet.

"But we need to go outside for a little while... we're all worried. It won't be good for your health either... I don't know what you're thinking..."

Eva's expression took me into account. I don't know what you're thinking, so I'm not thinking anything.

It's okay, I'm hurtful and prone to situations, but that's why I don't worry too deeply.

It hurts my heart to worry, but it's not a lie either that I think it's time to get back on my feet.

I know myself best.

When you take the teacup, put your lips on slowly. The faint acidity and sweet aroma seemed to work for my heart's recovery, as Eva put it. I don't have any hard work or anything.

When I regain some calm, on the contrary, the content that I have asked myself many times before springs up in my brain.

Oh, why wasn't I saving up?

200 million. If I had saved more than 200 million, I would have been able to get that golem that Citrie wanted and at the same time get the mask.

I'm sure you'll never get 'The Converting Person' again.

Miss Eckler hates me, even as I negotiate. There's no way you're selling me where I was grounded, like a loser and shocked and drawn, and Miss Ecclair gave that to Arc in the first place...

So the angels descended upon me. [M]

To the kind of shock struck by lightning, look right in the eye and look at Eva.

Oh, why didn't I think of something this simple before? Apparently, the period I've been grubbing up was really wasted.

Hourly. I dressed up and rang my fingers. [M]

"Duh, what's wrong!? Suddenly."

"... where is Ark now?

Yes. Yes, I am. If you can't buy it from the lady, you just have to negotiate with Ark.

Ark Rodin is a powerful magic swordsman. He already has the 'Holy Sword' and, as I told him in my previous negotiations with the lady, he doesn't need a semi-legal mask or anything.

I mean - I can buy it.

There are voices in the world that call me and Ark rivals, but actually me and Ark are not rivals or anything. They're from the same clan.

I think we have a good relationship. Not to mention I don't like that handsome guy if we negotiate sincerely. You can trade anything for my collection.

Heh heh. Miss Eckler, tear it.

Even the miscellaneous fish. I'm the clanmaster, you didn't tear it to me. They broke into my connections.

Glad I did the clan master.

Eva answered my abrupt question with confusion.

"Huh? Uh - I'm sure you've been flying around the capital the last few days on a Rodin family case."

"............... Ark's busy too"

I just got back, but I lose my mind to his full work.

Eva frowned and stared at me at the smug words that came out of her heart.

"……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… I'm doing everything... instead."

".................. Well, yes"

"Everyone is accustomed to the fact that Mr. Klee isn't coming already, but for once or so, you can just show your face, so it would be helpful if you could follow me. Hey?"

"... it's always helping, Deputy Clanmaster. Sooner or later, I'll have a post for the Clanmaster of Footprints."

"Fine."

I distracted myself.

Even if you're not a hunter, many nobles and Chamber of Commerce greats are intimidating.

Few of you will be good at wisdom, and even if I follow you, you will just be rolled over your palm.

However, being running around for a few days would mean that the lady has not yet been able to give Ark the treasure that she won because of.

Momentum matters like this. The person to convert looks odd, but if you look at it for a long time, you might get attached. I was. [M]

I need to transfer ownership of "The Converting Person" to Arc before Miss Eckler changes her mind.

"Can you call me about Ark?

".................. I know it's not impossible, but Rodin is also quite a difficult house......"

Rarely, Eva shows difficulty.

The Rodin family is as patriarchal as they once dismissed the title given to them by the Emperor.

A lot of people turn into high level hunters, but Rodin hasn't leaked into that example either.

But you can't leave here. Maybe this is your first and last chance.

I put down the knee I was holding and made a serious look and told Eva.

"Hurry up. You can use the name" Thousands of Changes ". Whatever you do, I want you to summon Ark now."

This is the right place.