My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

After breaking up with Lisse, he came to the square a little early but a starting point for the hunt.

This one will be the corner of the blacksmith town.

When I saw it before, there was nothing. It should have been an open place, but today there was an event, and this is how it feels.

A stall serving food and booze.

People singing and dancing to light music.

It is the hustle and noise of drunkards who have already been able to rub, fight and beat each other up and just say that this is what the festival is all about.

Hmm.

Honestly, don't get overwhelmed.

All I can see, all I can see is all the fuss.

Is it special here in Crozheit, or is it this much in a city or country of a considerable size?

I have never seen a festival so massive and unusual for me that I only know the discreet festivals and feasts of my home village of Albato.

Of course or naturally, I don't want to get mixed up in that crowd.

Let's see how things go a little further away from the noise.

- I'll see how it goes, if you say so.

I'm guessing you're going to be in a hunting battle. I care about the armed guys and the guys talking about the betting market so much.

The armed guys, well, I guess they're going to compete. Just like me, we're gathered a little off the wheel.

Of course, more than going into a hunting battle, we're going to fight demons. I don't think there's any booze in there because it's so-called pre-work...... As far as I can tell.

I have an atmosphere where I care about stalls that serve alcohol quite a bit.

It's a tiny size, but it sounds like there's a lot of teams between four and five.

The largest number of people is a group of about ten. Maybe he's going after the big guy.

... I guess the smallest team against me.

Maybe I'm the only one out there alone. What?

Next, the people talking about the market.

Those are probably guys like market people and predictors.

They're frigid people making change by selling their own information, analysis, etc.

But I'm a little curious about what you're talking about, so let's move to where we can hear them.

Moving to a position that seemed trivial and just right, I had a client.

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A beastly girl leaning against the wall and arming herself stood niggling. My ears are moving so pimply.

I think he's probably a tiger beast man.

Curious or green-hung golden eyes move quilomb, black patterns mixed with short, tiger-like golden hair are quite flashy at first glance.

Sippo dripping like a ornament would also be real.

I know he's about the same age, but I don't know exactly because I haven't seen many beastmen.

You may be older or surprisingly younger than you might have imagined.

... Is that it? But is it small for a tiger beast man?

Sure, I remember one day my master said, "Tiger Beasts are just as big as I am or bigger than that is normal" or something. Because the master is a big man like a bear, he is a considerable one.

I've heard stories like they're pretty big, and that one's smaller than me.

Will it be bigger now?

Is it the one in the process of getting bigger?

... Well, how about that area?

More than that, maybe that's the same purpose as me.

I guess I'm picking up a voice that can hear leaks from the market store and gathering information. My ears are moving so fast.

Then I guess I can interrupt.

"Excuse me."

And I followed next to the tiger beast girl.

"What? Who?"

"Never mind."

If you're collecting information, she's likely in a hunting battle, too. You can't divulge this information.

Whatever, you're strong.

Even her numbers were single digits before you noticed me, and now that you recognize me, it's "1".

I can't beat him by surprise.

The tiger beast girl also guessed that the purpose for which I came was the same as myself, said nothing more, and pimped her ears again and went back to gathering information.... I'm hearing ear movements. I can see the whole thing. Is that okay?

Well, okay. I'll listen to you, too.

"- Marr and Zidane joined hands! The winners are definitely those guys!

"- The best hunter in the city, Gino the Swordsman, is coming out, he will win!

"- Breaking news! Breaking news! Assassins from Whorehouse Street“ Seville of Break ”and“ Tyran of Destruction ”enter the war!

"- More breaking news! Brother Justine, the tiger boy who escorts Mr. Beckenberg, is also in the war!

Hmm.

Be careful who comes up with a personal name around here.

I don't know how useful it is because I don't match my face just remembering the name, but let's remember it for once.

Uh, Marr and Zidane and Gino from Kenko?

Lady Seviareau and Tyran know. I don't know what you're capable of.

But those two will be pretty strong.

Whatever. The rough business division that is delivering the whorehouse district is definitely centered on those two. I can't do it because I'm weak, and I can't talk about it.

And when it comes to Beckenberg's escorts, those cold faced people behind him, right?

That one didn't seem motivated either and I was doing a good job. Should be pretty strong.

Because Beckenberg is not incompetent enough to put useless aside in the first place.

"- How about" Sash the Horse Killer ”!? A handsome young man who suddenly showed up!

Gidan, but Gino, but no hands, no legs, the man who set the queen up!

Oh, the name I know.

Or a familiar name came up.

I guess Sash is the starting point.

It's a hunting battle that's cost me so much.

I just want to say that it's a total hassle...... but my thoughts around it have completely changed.

Because the black royal wolf (obsidian wolf) fang knife was better than I ever imagined.

Had it not been for this hunting battle, I might have bought a knife in time and put the tooth processing quite behind me. It was expensive.

And there was a delightful miscalculation.

Grandpa Tatsunami's "nourishment" gave the knife a natural healing effect.

This could only be made in this Crozheit. Other blacksmiths couldn't do it.

Rather, it is such a big miscalculation that even the consciousness arises that there is no place for free.

I didn't think it would lead to such a result around.

It's really just a product of coincidence, but still, I'm a little thankful for Sash.

You can forgive me for telling Grandpa Tatsunami about me on my own.

"Hey."

"...? Something?

The Tiger Beast girl next door smiled and spoke. I mean, this niyanya face is so groundy.

"Sash, my friend."

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I was proud of what you said, it was a word that doubted my ears.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Oh, yeah. Uh, I see.

If you think it's rational and strong, do you mean that?

Which means she's one of the assassin candidates, too.

Sash and I met at the Bryn Tower, and I guess we weren't close.

- "That's an odd encounter. Me too," but I'd like to return it, but let's not say anything.

I often thought about gathering information like this, at that time.

Too much terrible sad news blew in like a glimpse of wind, all of this time deliberately bewildered.

"- Oh my God!! That Bad Kid Zed came to the reception! He's in the war!

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... er... You're lying. Hey...

............... I don't think I should run away?

... I guess not...

Even if Grandma Adiro's letter gives way to a hundred steps, I'd like to see Grandpa Tatsunami's face only for what he did too well with the knife...

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Is he leaving... I don't want to see him...