Let This Grieving Soul Retire: Volume 2 [Complete] by Tsukikage

Author:Tsukikage
Language: eng
Format: epub

Gein made his way through the woods, stomping on the thick underbrush.

He hadn’t expected the Crosses, whose leader even had a moniker, to be a bunch of cowards. Gein had a long career in treasure hunting. And though he hadn’t earned a moniker himself, he’d made a living as a hunter in the capital. He respected the Crosses for steadily climbing the ladder to greatness one step at a time despite not having flashy talents. But it was precisely that respect that fueled Gein’s fury towards the Crosses, so much that he couldn’t even pity them for their blind obedience. He couldn’t understand their faith in the words of a man with a career shorter than half of his, who hadn’t even bothered to show up to the front lines. If this supposed prophet had been the descendant of the famous Rodin, the subject of many legends, it would’ve been one thing. But Krai was an outsider who barely went into treasure vaults himself. And so no amount of justification from Sven could quell Gein’s outrage.

He called the appearance of a treasure vault? wondered Gein. Not in a million years.

He’d sooner believe it was just an innocent outing that had just so happened to bring Sven and the others to the wrong place at the wrong time.

Gein had heard many accolades of the Grieving Souls. But still, he couldn’t understand how that pathetic-looking Krai was their leader and was even considered to be on an equal footing as the Ark Rodin. Gein expected Krai to crack sooner or later and reveal his true colors—a mere mortal like him couldn’t possibly foretell events in distant treasure vaults while sitting pretty in the capital.

The White Wolf’s Den was surrounded by dense forestry. Waist-high underbrush made it very difficult for hunters to traverse, and the thick branches shaded most of the daylight. Monsters occasionally appeared in these woods, but there couldn’t be sustainable populations of them this close to a treasure vault. Powerful monsters didn’t appear near the capital anyway.

He thinks there are slimes somewhere in these woods? thought Gein. The very idea of this was so outlandish that it couldn’t even pass as a joke.

Gein made his way through the quiet woods and put some distance between himself and the treasure vault. Keeping one eye on his surroundings, he answered nature’s call.

He was beginning to wonder if the recent activities in White Wolf’s Den really were indications of abnormalities. Though, while he wouldn’t be paid less for the lack of evidence, Gein had expected to find at least something. It was rare to not find any clue about the cause after such a thorough investigation.

If nothing turns up, thought Gein, even that stubborn Stormstrike will have to admit his mistake.

Then, a faint growl came from deep in the woods, so faint that it was nearly drowned in the ambience of leaves rustling. Only hunters whose senses of hearing had been enhanced by mana material could’ve picked up on it.

Wolf knight, thought Gein. This one has got out of the vault, I guess.

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