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Estio Volume 6
- Episode 13
"Oh my gosh."
"How much will you give me?"
As soon as the money was talked about, the merchant calmed down and hurriedly started to identify. But soon he found thick blood running down the unicorn's neck and kicked his tongue.
"Tzutsu. It seems that the young man is still hurt a lot. Doesn't he die soon? It's a precious item, but it's hard to pay for a new one."
"Ah, there was only blood from other animals on the hunt! There are no flaws. A-san, something worth cleaning......"
Merchants and hunters and captured unicorns were completely treated as objects. Chase looked around in annoyance that the price had been cut by a seasoned merchant for nothing. All of the shelves were overturned, so there were no items left. At that moment, Chase's eyes caught the handkerchief that the person next to him was holding.
"Hey, give me that."
The person pointed out was none other than Parker. Parker looked puzzled when he realized that Hunter Chase was calling him at once.
"Me?"
"Yeah! Give it to me quickly. You have to wipe it off before the blood hardens."
Chase tried to forcefully grab the handkerchief, but Parker quickly pulled it back. Chase, who seemed to have stirred in the air, raised his eyebrows.
"I can't."
"What, ma'am?"
"I'm going to buy this as a gift for my brother. Clean it with something else."
Parker refused, even in the face of a ferocious hunter. Although he was often teased by Mubin or Ahur for being a coward, Parker was strong-willed in the face of what he had to do. In other words, it lacked flexibility. He had a talent for making his boss stuffy because of his stubbornness while working as a delivery man, but when he recently joined the leader support team, those shortcomings disappeared. It was because Estio, the guild leader, had an indifferent personality who didn't care what Parker said next to him.
"Grandma, please count the handkerchief."
"Uh, huh? Kuhm. 30 Bronze."
The merchant, who was keeping an eye on the two, quickly sold the handkerchief. Seeing this, the hunter could not resist the rising anger and set up a pedestal.
"You bastard! Don't give it to me right now?!"
"Why, why are you here?"
Seeing Chase so close that he almost grabbed the collar, Parker hated it. However, other hunters who were around began to stop the chase.
"Calm down, boss."
"What! Calm down!"
"That's right. There's nothing good about touching it. That guy, that guy, that guild."
"'That guild'?"
At the sound of the guild, Chase's expression wrinkled. Guild members who live in groups were difficult opponents.
'Damn, what a great guild!'
Although he was angry, Chase thought that there was a reason why his subordinates stopped him, so he tried to find reason. He had no interest in the guild, and by looking at the outfit Parker was wearing, he couldn't tell where he belonged.
'Are you ashamed of me for catching a unicorn just for one handkerchief?'
To be precise, it was like blaming himself, but Chase didn't think so. He was a man famous among hunters for his filthy personality. However, despite his filthy personality, he ran wild both in villages and in the mountains, because he was the strongest hunter among those who roamed the Wind Mountains.
It was the moment when Chase was about to swing his fist again.
"Stop it."
Fisting, fists the size of a child's head scrambled through the air again. Chase, not knowing why he had stopped, turned his head to see where his voice was coming from. At some point, a young man with dark blue eyes was standing next to Parker.
"What else are you? Are you a member of the same guild as that joiner?"
"Yes."
Chase smiled at the dark-haired young man. The winged joiners still looked nimble, but the guild member who intervened this time looked like they had no muscle on their body, let alone a proper weapon. Chase, who looked at the two men, who had poor fighting abilities even at a glance, raised one corner of his mouth.
"Hey, I'm sorry. You guys came from the city and didn't know anything."
"Wait a minute, boss, I have a really bad feeling this time..."
"Shut up you guys!"
The men who had heard of the Ignis Guild shut their mouths to stop Chase.
'When you meet Ignis, they tell you to be careful the more you look weak.'
According to the rumors the hunters had heard, Ignis was a guild composed mainly of people with special abilities. It is said that even a boy and girl with a soft appearance, or an old man with a cane, has the ability to not be vigilant. In particular, there have been rumors that an executive-level guild member with unheard of abilities has appeared recently.
But Chase wasn't the type to listen to gossip. He pulled out the battle hammer he was wearing on his back.
"Guild and Nabal, if you fight the hunter in the Wind Mountains, you should see the end."
"Sibi walked there!"
Parker was absurd, but already Chase didn't care who started the fight first. The bad-tempered hunter was just trying to smash the opponent who was bothering him with his usual temper. With a battle hammer capable of slaying even bears, it seemed that the castle would be full if even a single shoulder of the cheeky guild members had to be harpooned.
But, unfortunately, he had one more saboteur.
"What?"
Chase froze at the sound of a very cute cry. White fangs appeared right in front of her.
Neju made eye contact with the hunter and smiled brightly.
"Fighting is bad."
"Hey, it's a white fur monkey!"
Although he was smaller than average and had a chain around his neck, Neju was a beast. The hunters, who belatedly discovered the young white fur monkey, who had been mixed with the party too naturally, trembled anew.
"Didn't that monkey just say that?"
"What do you know! That's a wild beast!"
"But it's really white hair as clean as snow. I like it."
Other than the Chase crew, the other hunters who were watching also looked at Neju and murmured. White-haired monkeys were a minority group that inhabited snowy mountains with clean snow. Although it resembled a human in appearance, it was classified as a monkey among zoologists because of its low intelligence and inability to speak.
The white-haired monkey was also a rare animal that hunters wanted to catch at least once in their lifetime. They live in groups and have a stronger body than humans, making it difficult to hunt. However, when they saw a white-haired monkey accidentally separated from the herd, they caught it and stripped it of its hard hide and soft fur to protect it from the cold, and sold it at a high price.
"To tame a white-haired monkey famous for its viciousness.
Chase, who was sympathetic to Parker and Estio, and held the hammer in his hand, only stopped after seeing Neju. Chase was a seasoned hunter, so he did not know much about this ability, but he understood the danger of the beast.
When the quarrel showed signs of stopping for a while, the merchant hurried out.
"Oh, Chase-sama, I'll give you a towel here, so let's clean the unicorn first with this. If the blood hardens, it'll be difficult to tell."
"......tt. Guilds, know how to take care of them."
It was urgent to sell the unicorns he had caught, so Chase put down the hammer with a dissatisfied face. When I wiped the unicorn's neck with a towel soaked in water prepared by the merchant, the bloodstains that looked like scars disappeared.
"Let's see, you bastard."
The old merchant, who had been examining the cleansed neck, mane, and hooves, shook his head again.
"Ew, wounds aren't the problem."
"No, damn it. What's wrong?"
"Where did you get all the dying people from? Looking at the color of their eyes, the blurry ones are the return boxes that have already passed their breath."
Even the hunters could see that the unicorn was dying with all its energy. But Chase snorted and wiped the unicorn's mane.
"Anyway, even if you die soon, a unicorn is a unicorn. Even if you shave your horn right now and put it up at the Noblesse auction house, you'll earn 10 years' worth of alcohol. Don't think about cutting it, count it right, Grandma!"
"Three days, of course, of course."
The merchant, who was trying to find fault with the product, quickly smiled again.
Estio and his party did not feel the need to remain there any longer, so they turned around after finding a handkerchief and the conflict with the hunters who almost got into a big fight. Although the dying unicorn was not allowed, it was a hunter's livelihood to find and sell game in the mountains. Just because you read your mind, you cannot save all the cows and pigs that are slaughtered every day, and there is no need to save the deer from being chased by lions because of the balance of power in the ecosystem.
"Lydia."
However, a desperate group of thoughts flowed into Estio's head, who had no intention of getting involved.
"You can't be without me. Lydia, I'm sorry..."
"......"
Estio stopped with a complicated feeling. The image was also included in the unicorn's ideological group. I just heard it, but Estio unintentionally learned the face of a person with the name 'Ludia'.
"Whoa."
"Leader?"
A sigh burst out. Suddenly, Estio let out a deep sigh, and Parker's eyes widened.
"Parker."
"ancient."
"Did you know of a join tribe called 'Ludia'?"
The moment he heard the question, Parker even jumped from his seat this time.
"Ugh! Lee, how does the leader know that name?"
Then, before Estio could answer anything, Parker came up with an answer on his own.
"Oh, you read my thoughts..."
"no."
Estio just cut it off and denied it. Since gaining control over his abilities, he has never read the minds of others. This time, I only heard it because the unicorn created a group of thoughts with a strong will and earnestness. It was very tiring to listen to the raw, unfiltered inner voice. So, Estio tried not to read other people's minds as much as possible.
"I heard it from over there, not from Parker."
Parker, who rolled his eyes in the direction Estio was pointing, immediately made a serious expression.
"Is that unicorn looking for Lydia-sama?"
"Yes. Do you know each other well?"
"Lydia-sama, I mean, I don't know him well."
Parker paused for a moment and fiddled with his slightly reddened earlobe.
"She's my fiancee."
After hearing the answer, Estio turned around again. Merchants and hunters were still haggling over the dying unicorn.
"So, how much are you going to give? If you're tired of it, go somewhere else and sell it."
"Hmm, 300 gold because I hit it a lot..."
"I'll pay that double the price."
The complexion of the old merchant who had just called for 300 gold turned white. Due to Estio who suddenly broke in and offered a large amount of money, the noisy surroundings became as quiet as a dead mouse. Chase, who had been hunting unicorns, turned his head with a look of whether he had heard it wrong.
"OK?"
"The cost of taking a unicorn 600 gold. Do you agree?"
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Estio Volume 6
- Episode 13
"Oh my gosh."
"How much will you give me?"
As soon as the money was talked about, the merchant calmed down and hurriedly started to identify. But soon he found thick blood running down the unicorn's neck and kicked his tongue.
"Tzutsu. It seems that the young man is still hurt a lot. Doesn't he die soon? It's a precious item, but it's hard to pay for a new one."
"Ah, there was only blood from other animals on the hunt! There are no flaws. A-san, something worth cleaning......"
Merchants and hunters and captured unicorns were completely treated as objects. Chase looked around in annoyance that the price had been cut by a seasoned merchant for nothing. All of the shelves were overturned, so there were no items left. At that moment, Chase's eyes caught the handkerchief that the person next to him was holding.
"Hey, give me that."
The person pointed out was none other than Parker. Parker looked puzzled when he realized that Hunter Chase was calling him at once.
"Me?"
"Yeah! Give it to me quickly. You have to wipe it off before the blood hardens."
Chase tried to forcefully grab the handkerchief, but Parker quickly pulled it back. Chase, who seemed to have stirred in the air, raised his eyebrows.
"I can't."
"What, ma'am?"
"I'm going to buy this as a gift for my brother. Clean it with something else."
Parker refused, even in the face of a ferocious hunter. Although he was often teased by Mubin or Ahur for being a coward, Parker was strong-willed in the face of what he had to do. In other words, it lacked flexibility. He had a talent for making his boss stuffy because of his stubbornness while working as a delivery man, but when he recently joined the leader support team, those shortcomings disappeared. It was because Estio, the guild leader, had an indifferent personality who didn't care what Parker said next to him.
"Grandma, please count the handkerchief."
"Uh, huh? Kuhm. 30 Bronze."
The merchant, who was keeping an eye on the two, quickly sold the handkerchief. Seeing this, the hunter could not resist the rising anger and set up a pedestal.
"You bastard! Don't give it to me right now?!"
"Why, why are you here?"
Seeing Chase so close that he almost grabbed the collar, Parker hated it. However, other hunters who were around began to stop the chase.
"Calm down, boss."
"What! Calm down!"
"That's right. There's nothing good about touching it. That guy, that guy, that guild."
"'That guild'?"
At the sound of the guild, Chase's expression wrinkled. Guild members who live in groups were difficult opponents.
'Damn, what a great guild!'
Although he was angry, Chase thought that there was a reason why his subordinates stopped him, so he tried to find reason. He had no interest in the guild, and by looking at the outfit Parker was wearing, he couldn't tell where he belonged.
'Are you ashamed of me for catching a unicorn just for one handkerchief?'
To be precise, it was like blaming himself, but Chase didn't think so. He was a man famous among hunters for his filthy personality. However, despite his filthy personality, he ran wild both in villages and in the mountains, because he was the strongest hunter among those who roamed the Wind Mountains.
It was the moment when Chase was about to swing his fist again.
"Stop it."
Fisting, fists the size of a child's head scrambled through the air again. Chase, not knowing why he had stopped, turned his head to see where his voice was coming from. At some point, a young man with dark blue eyes was standing next to Parker.
"What else are you? Are you a member of the same guild as that joiner?"
"Yes."
Chase smiled at the dark-haired young man. The winged joiners still looked nimble, but the guild member who intervened this time looked like they had no muscle on their body, let alone a proper weapon. Chase, who looked at the two men, who had poor fighting abilities even at a glance, raised one corner of his mouth.
"Hey, I'm sorry. You guys came from the city and didn't know anything."
"Wait a minute, boss, I have a really bad feeling this time..."
"Shut up you guys!"
The men who had heard of the Ignis Guild shut their mouths to stop Chase.
'When you meet Ignis, they tell you to be careful the more you look weak.'
According to the rumors the hunters had heard, Ignis was a guild composed mainly of people with special abilities. It is said that even a boy and girl with a soft appearance, or an old man with a cane, has the ability to not be vigilant. In particular, there have been rumors that an executive-level guild member with unheard of abilities has appeared recently.
But Chase wasn't the type to listen to gossip. He pulled out the battle hammer he was wearing on his back.
"Guild and Nabal, if you fight the hunter in the Wind Mountains, you should see the end."
"Sibi walked there!"
Parker was absurd, but already Chase didn't care who started the fight first. The bad-tempered hunter was just trying to smash the opponent who was bothering him with his usual temper. With a battle hammer capable of slaying even bears, it seemed that the castle would be full if even a single shoulder of the cheeky guild members had to be harpooned.
But, unfortunately, he had one more saboteur.
"What?"
Chase froze at the sound of a very cute cry. White fangs appeared right in front of her.
Neju made eye contact with the hunter and smiled brightly.
"Fighting is bad."
"Hey, it's a white fur monkey!"
Although he was smaller than average and had a chain around his neck, Neju was a beast. The hunters, who belatedly discovered the young white fur monkey, who had been mixed with the party too naturally, trembled anew.
"Didn't that monkey just say that?"
"What do you know! That's a wild beast!"
"But it's really white hair as clean as snow. I like it."
Other than the Chase crew, the other hunters who were watching also looked at Neju and murmured. White-haired monkeys were a minority group that inhabited snowy mountains with clean snow. Although it resembled a human in appearance, it was classified as a monkey among zoologists because of its low intelligence and inability to speak.
The white-haired monkey was also a rare animal that hunters wanted to catch at least once in their lifetime. They live in groups and have a stronger body than humans, making it difficult to hunt. However, when they saw a white-haired monkey accidentally separated from the herd, they caught it and stripped it of its hard hide and soft fur to protect it from the cold, and sold it at a high price.
"To tame a white-haired monkey famous for its viciousness.
Chase, who was sympathetic to Parker and Estio, and held the hammer in his hand, only stopped after seeing Neju. Chase was a seasoned hunter, so he did not know much about this ability, but he understood the danger of the beast.
When the quarrel showed signs of stopping for a while, the merchant hurried out.
"Oh, Chase-sama, I'll give you a towel here, so let's clean the unicorn first with this. If the blood hardens, it'll be difficult to tell."
"......tt. Guilds, know how to take care of them."
It was urgent to sell the unicorns he had caught, so Chase put down the hammer with a dissatisfied face. When I wiped the unicorn's neck with a towel soaked in water prepared by the merchant, the bloodstains that looked like scars disappeared.
"Let's see, you bastard."
The old merchant, who had been examining the cleansed neck, mane, and hooves, shook his head again.
"Ew, wounds aren't the problem."
"No, damn it. What's wrong?"
"Where did you get all the dying people from? Looking at the color of their eyes, the blurry ones are the return boxes that have already passed their breath."
Even the hunters could see that the unicorn was dying with all its energy. But Chase snorted and wiped the unicorn's mane.
"Anyway, even if you die soon, a unicorn is a unicorn. Even if you shave your horn right now and put it up at the Noblesse auction house, you'll earn 10 years' worth of alcohol. Don't think about cutting it, count it right, Grandma!"
"Three days, of course, of course."
The merchant, who was trying to find fault with the product, quickly smiled again.
Estio and his party did not feel the need to remain there any longer, so they turned around after finding a handkerchief and the conflict with the hunters who almost got into a big fight. Although the dying unicorn was not allowed, it was a hunter's livelihood to find and sell game in the mountains. Just because you read your mind, you cannot save all the cows and pigs that are slaughtered every day, and there is no need to save the deer from being chased by lions because of the balance of power in the ecosystem.
"Lydia."
However, a desperate group of thoughts flowed into Estio's head, who had no intention of getting involved.
"You can't be without me. Lydia, I'm sorry..."
"......"
Estio stopped with a complicated feeling. The image was also included in the unicorn's ideological group. I just heard it, but Estio unintentionally learned the face of a person with the name 'Ludia'.
"Whoa."
"Leader?"
A sigh burst out. Suddenly, Estio let out a deep sigh, and Parker's eyes widened.
"Parker."
"ancient."
"Did you know of a join tribe called 'Ludia'?"
The moment he heard the question, Parker even jumped from his seat this time.
"Ugh! Lee, how does the leader know that name?"
Then, before Estio could answer anything, Parker came up with an answer on his own.
"Oh, you read my thoughts..."
"no."
Estio just cut it off and denied it. Since gaining control over his abilities, he has never read the minds of others. This time, I only heard it because the unicorn created a group of thoughts with a strong will and earnestness. It was very tiring to listen to the raw, unfiltered inner voice. So, Estio tried not to read other people's minds as much as possible.
"I heard it from over there, not from Parker."
Parker, who rolled his eyes in the direction Estio was pointing, immediately made a serious expression.
"Is that unicorn looking for Lydia-sama?"
"Yes. Do you know each other well?"
"Lydia-sama, I mean, I don't know him well."
Parker paused for a moment and fiddled with his slightly reddened earlobe.
"She's my fiancee."
After hearing the answer, Estio turned around again. Merchants and hunters were still haggling over the dying unicorn.
"So, how much are you going to give? If you're tired of it, go somewhere else and sell it."
"Hmm, 300 gold because I hit it a lot..."
"I'll pay that double the price."
The complexion of the old merchant who had just called for 300 gold turned white. Due to Estio who suddenly broke in and offered a large amount of money, the noisy surroundings became as quiet as a dead mouse. Chase, who had been hunting unicorns, turned his head with a look of whether he had heard it wrong.
"OK?"
"The cost of taking a unicorn 600 gold. Do you agree?"
