Strange Grief Wants to Retire ~ The Weakest Hunter Dreams of a Hero ~

The two pursuers were waiting in a common area on the ground floor of the inn, looking like ordinary people.

However, Gark-san had a terrifying face, and the Baa-san1, who burns everything, had an aura of a champion around her, so she was tremendously intimidating.

The atmosphere of a big merchant or nobleman is different from that of an excellent Hunter. This is probably the reason why there is empty space around the two of them.

As soon as he saw me, the look in Gark-san’s eyes, which was bad enough in itself, turned into that of a criminal. The expression on the Baa-san’s face did not change that much, but I knew that she was an arsonist who would burn her surroundings when she is in the mood to do it.

There is a part of her that thinks that as long as you don’t die, it is okay to do anything she wants, and if she kills you, there would be nothing left of you so it is also okay. I am sure that she destroyed the city during their clash with a magic organization during my vacation, but the fact that she is able to walk around out in the open like this makes her much worse than a mere criminal organization.

A space had formed around them that I would normally never approach, but Lucia was pulling my hand, so there was nothing I could do about it.

Somehow my stomach, head, and heart hurt. My body was heavy. I wanna puke. Sytry pulled out a chair for me, so I sat down. Then I let out an involuntary deep sigh and said.

“Gark-san………… Do you have nothing else to do?” (Cry)

“Haaaaah!? You open your mouth and that’s the first thing you say!?” (Gark)

“I am not free, you know……” (Cry)

“Leader, please be serious about this.” (Lucia)

Lucia chided me when I was completely giving up. Maybe have no allies…… I turned my gaze to Sytry who was standing nearby, but Sytry was just *nikori* smiling. You are wrong, you know. I don’t want you to smile.