Chapter 19: Strange Grief Wants to Retire ~ The Weakest Hunterâs Hero Dream Chapter 19 \n19 ĺĺ¤ä¸ĺ Infinite Variety\n
Apparently, it seemed like I was able to stop safely.
A little perplexed, I tried to lower my arms and stand up before realising that I was already standing.
I was unharmed. It had been a huge impact, but I didnât feel any pain. I seemed to have survived somehow.
It had been a while since I had solid ground beneath my feet. I had to endure the feelings of nausea. I shook my head that was on the verge of a blackout, and maintained consciousness. Even someone thatâs been away for a long time like me knows that loss of consciousness inside a Shrine has a direct link with death.
With brushing strokes I dusted off my shoulder, and for the time being I just took a deep breath.
My heart was still screaming. If I didnât calm down quick, it would explode. My face was also still frozen stiff. When I looked back on it though, only to this degree was a great success.
As I thought, the ăDark Wings of the Night Skyă was an absolute defect. What first came to mind was my childhood friends, the inventor must have been about as crazy as that. Shouldnât the deceleration function be the thing you design at the outset?
The Phantom I used as my cushion was stuck entirely into the wall.
I couldnât see that well, but it looked like there were two bodies there. The piled up bodies were lying completely still.
Since they took a human missile from behind, the Phantoms of a level 3 Shrine must be able to put up a bit of resistance. The bulky black armour had a big dent in it, and had become cracked. What the Phantoms had probably been carrying were rolling by the wall, a giant bow and sword.
From the phantomâs size, to their form, to their colour, to just about everything was different from what I had heard. Just what the heck was this?
What appeared in this Shrine should have been wolves, but what was knocked over was clad in bulky armour and equipped with the gear of an advanced knight. The poor direction this had gone in was in a class of itâs own.
In the olden days there was that time I was abducted in a Level 3 Shrine⌠no, the Phantoms then were considerably weaker. I hadnât been going to Shrines lately, was this the way it was?
Maybe itâs just their outward appearances. I think Iâm going to throw up.
And then, I finally took a look at my surroundings. My dizziness and blurred vision became clearer.
When I was flying, I didnât have time to check where I was going, but this was an open room, not a passageway. A high ceiling that you wouldnât expect underground, and flat ground and walls that you wouldnât expect to have been dug by wolves. If there was a window so it was bright instead of gloomy, and if there werenât any Phantoms it would be a wonderful room.
Near the walls I found a figure I recognised.
Black hair that had become disheveled, and a pale white face. There didnât seem to be any wounds, but compared to when we met at the clan house, the girl looked extremely rough.
Or rather, that was Tino. That was Tino who I had accidentally handed down a strange request to.
The boy Gilbert and Greg-sama were there next to her, and they were all gasping and looking at me in amazement.
âMaâŚster!?â
âFound you Tino.â
Lucky.
âŚâŚNo no, not âfound youâ.
After so much chaos, a lighthearted greeting was awful. This was the time for a serious apology.
Although she was safe, compared to her usual appearance she looked unbelievably worn out. It was obvious this level 3 Shrine had taken itâs toll on Tino.
Had it finally become time to display my kneeling down skill to my junior?
I couldnât do anything except smile.
To me grinning, Gilbert shouted with desperation.
âH-Hey, old guy. Behind you, Behind!â
âHuh?â
Itâs not old guy. Itâs big bro.\n
That those words were what first came to mind was a show of my time away and acclimatisation to peace. Showing carelessness in a Shrine was a disgrace to Hunters.
When I turned my head leisurely, what came into my view was the same type of Phantom that I had made into a cushion a short while ago.
A giant Phantom equipped in black iron armour. And there were two of them.
I didnât notice before but it had the head of a wolf, not a human. And the right half was concealed by a human skull.
Itâs red blood like eyes shined in the darkness. It was looking down on me, an intruder that couldnât read the mood.
It rolled itâs shoulders and took a deep breath. Saliva dripped from itâs cleft palate.
If it were the usual me I would be unable to stand up from fear. Just the glint in itâs eye would have me throwing up. However, due to my complacency my senses were paralysed and I was struck by another thought.
Huh. So recently level 3âs had guys as big as this coming out. Crazy. If this is what you get at level 3, then what comes out at level 8? Iâm glad I stopped going to Shrines.
The old me, I seriously used to be in command. Wasnât that amazing?
The wolf knight carrying a huge iron pole that nearly reached the ceiling took a step back after seeing me grinning. The wolf in behind with the rifle also let out a small growl and fell back.
Their noses were moving around. Their sharp eyes narrowed, and observed me carefully.
With this I finally understood the situation and dropped my smile.
Hm? Is this maybe, certain death? Am I in a pinch?
There hadnât been any attacks, but a promising Hunter like Tino had become this battered, so there was no way I was going to be able to win.
As I frantically searched for a way through this situation, Greg let out a shaking voice from behind me.
âImpossibleâŚTheâŚBosses are⌠frightened!?
âŚEh?
âItâs frightened?â
Thatâs impossible. Those guys are wolves and Iâm a sheep. The fortification of Mana Material was also missing, Iâm a sheep with a high certification level only.
When I raised my eyes towards it, the wolf knight in front of me took another step backwards.
Itâs nose repeatedly moved in an up and down motion, itâs attention strayed from Tino and was centred on me. Indeed, you could see that itâs eyes were strongly alert.
Whatâs so scary about me? Greg-sama over there is scarier.
I followed itâs line of sight. I noticed the spot itâs eyes were directed at. Those crimson glints werenât looking at my face, but at my chest. -To what was hanging from my neck; Sytryâs Slime inside the metal capsule.
I took a step forward. The wolf knights stepped back. The eyes were turned this way, but they werenât looking at me.
Hmmm? Huh?
These huge Phantoms were scared of this capsule just by looking at it. Whatâs inside of it then? What have I brought with me?
With one more step closer, the wolf knights both took two steps back together. Did they completely recognise me as a poisoned sheep?
Luck had turned my way. Looks like this wasnât going to be the place that I died.
Without taking my eyes from the Wolf Knights, I shouted behind me. Although I was feigning calmness, my heart was beating painfully.
âTino, can you run?â
âY-Yes⌠of course!â
She answered back energetically.\nThis room has three paths out. The one in front was blocked by the Wolf Knights. No matter how frightened they were, there was no denying one of the wolf knights might reach the conclusion âEven though itâs poisoned itâs fineâ. Breaking through those two huge bodies was unreasonable.
âThat way.â
I pointed at the road that was the closest. This wasnât a very big Shrine. Once Tino and the others got some rest, we would be able to escape together.
âU-Um, Master. Wouldnât it be better, to defeat them?â
Yes yes, I know. If I could defeat them, that would be better wouldnât it?
There is the all or nothing option of throwing Sytryâs Slime and betting that the enemies will die, but entrusting our fate to a slime that you have no idea what it could be was too risky.
If it worked while still inside the capsule, then it should be used as it is.
I breathed out a sigh, and then remonstrated my cute junior.
âTino, donât misjudge the most important thing.â
â!! Thatâs-â
The number one most important thing. It goes without saying.
It is â your own life.
In my point of view, putting your life on the line for a fight is something ridiculous. You are responsible for yourself so you can do whatever you want on your own, but itâs something I absolutely donât want to do.
Then, a sudden clashing noise came from somewhere. Tino let out a small sound.
âAh-â
A shadow was cast over my field of view. Jet black armour approached before my eyes.
The wolf knight that had received the human missile had revived, and reduced the distance between us in one step. At the time I realised it, a giant sword that was as tall as my own height was swinging downward from above.
An overpowering howl filled with resentment and the stench of a beast filled my senses. As if cramping up, my body went stiff.
I couldnât react. I couldnât move a single finger.
The blade came down like a guillotine.
A blow that could split my body as easily as cutting bamboo.
-And, without causing a single wound it was repelled.
ââŚHa?â
Gregâs voice. The Wolf Knight opened itâs eyes wide. It must have been completely unexpected. It retreated a few steps back, and for a moment it forgot itâs resentment and stared down at the sword it was holding.
, a heavy sound together with a huge arrow struck against my forehead and were repelled in the same way.
Apparently the Phantom I had crashed into wasnât dead after all.
And, it was mad. Naturally. I would get angry as well if I was suddenly thrown into a wall from behind.
The bow, sword, and the other two Phantoms glared at me.
I just gave a forced smile. That was all I could do. This was â death. I was going to die.
At my utmost limits, I finally came up with a counterattack.
I stuck out my index finger and pointed it at the Wolf Knights like a gun.
My left pinky finger was equipped with a Relic â a bullet finger, I started up the ăShock Shot Ringă.\n\nThe ăShock Shot Ringă was a bullet finger that could fire seven bullets that delivered a charged shock at the time of impact.
But regrettably, although the appearance was showy it had little power to speak of. The Wolf Knight that was hit in the back of the head and forced into the ground also seemed surprised. There were a variety of different types of Shot Rings, but none that could defeat a powerful Phantom. They were only useful for keeping them in check.
The Wolf Knight on the ground rose slowly, pushing itself back up with both itâs hands. Like I expected, it didnât have any noticeable wounds.
The wolves formed a fan shaped formation with me at the center. Two vanguards and two rear guards, it seemed well balanced.
Isnât that gun bad news? Rapid fire types are the worst match up for me.
They had been frightened of Sytryâs Slime, but it looked like their anger at my counterattack had won out. In their eyes was 10% fear, 30% anger, 30% resentment, and 30% caution (unreliable).
The first thing I needed to do was make a bit of time for Tino. In the worst case, I would just fly again.
If I took out my weapon, I thought I would more or less be able to hold off the enemies.
With a foolish smile on my face, I reached for the scabbard I carried on my back to unsheathe my sword Relic â and grasped at empty air.
I tried to grab for it quite a few times, but all I touched was the crossbow type Relic. It held the ability to manipulate trajectory. It altered the course of the mana bullet and my human missile, both of which it didnât fire. It was just called the ăCertain hit bullet-kună (The person that named it was me, it definitely didnât have the ability to hit things with certainty).
âSeriously⌠I dropped it?â
I had the scabbard but there was nothing inside it.
I recalled my trip here, I was desperate to reduce the number of times I crashed so I donât even remember when I dropped it. Even though it was expensive. Well, in any case, I didnât have a way to break through this situationâŚ
The Wolf Knights were watching my nonsensical movements with caution.
âMaster-!? What are you -â
Tino, who was supposed to be running, was looking back at me from the entrance of the pathway. It wasnât just Tino, the other members were also waiting for me. But I told you to run though!
Also what is it, I need to hear it. What is it Iâm trying to do here exactly? To drop a Relic inside a Shrine, what am I doing? Itâs not bad luck. Isnât it just stupidity?
âŚJust an idiot.
Itâs unavoidable, letâs resolve ourselves. We can fall together like this.
âIt canât be helped, I didnât want to use this.â
Feeling half desperate, from what was hanging from my neck, I removed the metal capsule that was about the size of my index finger.
The wolf knights eyes went wide as if suddenly remembering and they took several steps back. After all, what these guys were afraid of, it wasnât me. It was this. I knew it.
If we were going to die anyway, then everybody can go by this excessively dangerous Slime made by Sytry-chan. Getting swallowed up is fine. I didnât want to know any further details.
With fingers shaking from nervousness, I took off the cap. I took a secretive glance inside it.
ââŚâ
I rubbed my eyes and looked once more to confirm. Frowning, I timidly put my index finger inside. Tino and the others were watching with worry.
I gave a big nod, and then retightened the capsule.
Like that I held it up, and then at the same time I threw it at the Wolf Knights I sent out a Shock Shot as well.
The Wolf Knights made a commotion, with nimble movements they quickly created a great distance. As soon as I had confirmed that the mana bullet had made impact, I started running towards Tino.
âTino, move!â
Seeing me rush over, Tino and the others all started running together.
The metal capsule burst open. The Wolf Knights let out an overpowering howl, but I didnât have the spare time to care about it.
We needed to hurry away before they noticed it was empty.
Whatâs with that? Where were the contents? Scary.