Let This Grieving Soul Retire: Volume 4 [Parts 1 to 5] by Tsukikage

Author:Tsukikage
Language: eng
Format: epub

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“He’s—He’s gone?! What do you mean?!”

“Yessir, Arnold. This was in the bathroom.”

One of Arnold’s party members held out a piece of paper folded in two. Arnold ripped it out of their hand and unfolded it. The paper was the type used to write a check, but there was a message scrawled where the monetary amount would go. It said,

I’m busy, so I’m going home.

Words failed Arnold.

“It looks like he escaped through the bathroom window...” said a member of Falling Fog.

“Is he really a Level 8?” asked another.

Arnold’s cheek twitched as he crushed the paper in his hand. He had never even imagined that Thousand Tricks would run away.

Arnold might have been prepared for this if he was after a civilian or an ordinary hunter, but this was someone of higher level and renown in the hunter’s holy land. It was disrespectful for Thousand Tricks to give not him the time of day, but Arnold was well-acquainted with how powerful he was.

Arnold tried to understand why a proud hunter would run away through a bathroom window before the fighting had even begun. But when he really thought about it, Arnold remembered that Thousand Tricks had previously made those women fight on his behalf. He should have expected an outcome like this.

Arnold looked up at two glaring individuals. When he first arrived at the imperial capital, Arnold did what many hunters would do and looked into the country’s notable hunters, parties, and clans. Naturally, he had come across the name “Hidden Curse.”

Hidden Curse was a powerful clan of Magi, run by one of the capital’s best hunters. Standing before Arnold were two members of this proud group. They were still young, but that didn’t mean they could be trifled with.

Falling Fog had the advantage of numbers. Typically, one might think that Thousand Tricks had thrown the two Magi under the bus. However, even after seeing the note on the check, there was no shift in the woman who introduced themself as Artbaran. They let out a slight snort, showing no sign of unease.

“What’s with the face? Listen well, rustic,” they said brimming with confidence. “The truly strong don’t draw their blades over trivial matters.”

“So the Level 8s of the capital...” Arnold began. “They flee out the bathroom window?”

And nobody sees a problem with this?! he thought. He was after revenge against Stifled Shadow and the others who had picked a fight with his party. With their leader, Thousand Tricks, no longer at the cafe, there was no reason for him to stick around.

Mary and Artbaran were well dressed, but not for combat. Except weapons weren’t always necessary for an adept Magus. Looking closely, Arnold could tell that Artbaran and Mary, who was wearing a strained smile, were on guard. In this regard, they were quite unlike Thousand Tricks, who never looked in any way like he was prepared to fight. Arnold figured that for members of Hidden Curse, casting spells was as natural as breathing.

However, Magi were best at long-range attacks. No matter how strong they might be, a Swordsman would have the upper hand at this range.

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