Izek looked at him blankly. He wanted to talk to him first unlike his younger brother, Andymion.

 

“I just found a suspicious woman in District C. She looks like a poacher… “

 

“The poachers are roaming around in this season?”

 

“She was unconscious. I don’t know if her friends left her or what. Anyway, I woke her up and she’s talking nonsense.”

 

“What nonsense?”

 

“I don’t know. It sounds like gibberish, but it’s also a little weird. She mentioned seeing a big raccoon, the raccoon ate her colleagues. And, a Griffin who was playing with a blonde witch… would you like to take a look?”

 

“Wow, a good harvest.”

 

Taking advantage of the brief pause in the pouring rain, a forest with hazelnut trees and raspberry bushes came into view.

 

While Popo and I were diligently collecting fruits, Griffin sat in the bushes and ripped off a chunk of meat that he had brought as its lunch box.

 

“Look, who are they?”

 

“Po, po, po.”

 

“Are they your friends? Hello?”

 

As I waved my hand warmly, the monster shyly swung behind the tree… must be another raccoon monster, but it still waved its arms. While staying here for a few days, my friend circle seemed to have gotten bigger.

 

I walked barefoot since I lost my shoes, but I’d gotten quite used to it too.

 

Still, I was really surprised when a basilisk with a big apple popped out of the bushes.

 

For your information, the apple was very delicious. Popo and Griffin were stuck next to me except for a brief time, and other monsters also alternatively pestered us. It was funny, but it felt like the monsters had come on hearing rumours about me.

 

And the hypothesis that Popo was unusual or that I was unusual, was later confirmed. Rudbeckia in the original book had this ability, but it was unclear whether no one knew or if something happened when my soul entered her.

 

It was dangerous from what I’d seen so far. They were more docile to me, and I didn’t feel any threat or fear. Although Popo seemed worried that I might be scared when I saw him gulping people. I just closed my eyes and turned my head, so I compromised by pretending I didn’t see.

 

It didn’t occur to me that it was horrible.

 

Popo was definitely a monster, and they illegally hunted and sold monsters.

 

They were poachers.

 

like wild predators, it was impossible to

 

fainted, but I don’t know what happened after Griffin took her out. Even if Griffin had shown mercy,

 

cave.

 

“Po.”

 

rocked his body back and forth, but Griffin puffed up and snorted. Its attitude said that the rain

 

was because of what the poachers said before they died. There were a lot of Paladins around, and

 

looking for me,

 

it would not be able to launch a full-fledged search to find me. If someone was kidnapped by a demon, they’d most

 

said to be lost, everyone would have thought the same… well, maybe

 

Maybe my husband…

 

well, he was always a

 

“Po, po.”

 

came closer to me, stretched out his flapping arms and pulled me. I must have looked down again. Good boy. Haa, should I just hide here with them? Even if I went

 

concept of human rights and security, no matter how much wealth I ran away with, I would become a prey to the underworld and bounty

 

where I could hide my identity and hide safely was the monastery, but Cesare was someone who would search all over the world to find

 

of giving up the benefits of civilization, it may be one way to live in hiding with

risk here, I hadn’t met all sorts of creatures yet, and we were desperately hiding out of sight of poachers

 

or later, a massive witch hunt will begin… damn it,

my fate look

 

“Purung…”

 

all the horse ribs, suddenly

 

did the poachers

 

bated breath, I

 

cavalry appeared beyond the misty forest road, I thought they might be Paladins for a moment. But fortunately, they weren’t Paladins. Those were

 

“Grrrrrr…”

 

as if it were saying something. Popo, on the

 

afraid

 

when we first met, Popo hid with me when the Durahan had come close. I didn’t know why it was afraid of the Durahan when it gulped down

 

is

 

to care if Basilisk or other raccoon monsters were around. What was different about Durahan? Was it because it was

 

Griffin’s new reaction made

 

threw something toward the basket of leaves on the floor. The helmet landed at my feet. I was

 

“AHHH!”

 

ear with its two front feet and started running fast! This was the moment when my soul flew out of my body and scattered. This was truly being stuck as a chick in an eagle’s

 

Durahans didn’t just stare blankly like a

 

they were chasing us in a terrifying manner. It almost

 

horses made shudders run down my spine. What

 

“Aaaaaaaaaaaah!”

as if he had been sliding and dropped down like a cannon. Soon after, Popo

 

with a whistling cry. Finally, the endless

 

on a pile of stones for a moment

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