My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

11. Mr. Glasses, I'll take your nomination.

Neither did they come for use from the castle, and ended up out hunting today and for the second day in a row to redeem the prey they had captured in their hunting guild.

Under the skies that are stained only half the night, that the sun will soon set, we head to the Adventurer's Guild with its feet.

Today is the third day that Lyla and I had promised to meet, and it is already evening.

If my sister was back, I'd see her today.

"I'm not home yet."

Though I haven't seen Lyla in two days, she says the pivotal horn hasn't returned to the King's Capital yet.

The old man from the arms store, the source, did say "at least three days later".

So if it slows down somewhat or something is not planned ahead of you, it means you'll be late.

It's often the case that everything doesn't go as planned.

I'm not coming for use from the castle, and there's nothing in the way where I missed my plans for a few days.

"Okay. I'll wait a few days."

"Is that it? Are you going already?

Pretending not to hear Lyla, I left the Adventurer's Guild.

There were many people in the Adventurer Guild. And it was busy.

Leaving before being tangled up with those who were with Lyla, drunk, narrow-minded middle-stopped troublesome veteran adventurers, etc. is a natural choice.

Soon this time of night seems to be just in time for the adventurers who were at work to come home.

There are many people in the guild and the table and counter seats are completely filled. Besides, Lyla seems to have arrived at the table with her buddies, so she's not in a position to stay long.

Buy dinner appropriately and head back to the inn.

The inn doesn't even leave a meal, the room is small, and I really feel like I'm just going to sleep, but I'm just glad you care about having a bath. Hurry up and go home.

Rest your body slowly for the night, wait for the morning after yesterday to yesterday.

Spent the afternoon caring for the hunting tools, making sure no one was coming, and appeared on his face to the hunting guild in the afternoon.

"- Ah, e... e, er... Mr. Glasses. I have a nomination."

Looks like he gave up trying to call his name.

A hunting guild receptionist who never remembered his name called out to me.

I just don't think I'm motivated today. It should be a young woman, but it is a full attitude with no youth or hegemony. I'd say it's just unwilling to feel safe.

I hope you won't remember my name in the future.

By the way, my name is Ayle from the village of Albato. Forget it.

"What's your nomination?

The price of prey fluctuates.

Simply put, the scarce prey sells high and the excess prey is cheaper.

I put my face on the hunting guild just to see the price of today's prey. I'm getting used to that forest, too, so maybe we could go a little further back.

With hunting and fighting, you have to think about efficiency to make money.... my master said one day.

As far as I'm concerned, hunting big prey with a small amount of effort was easier to understand.

"There's been a lot of talk lately about young hunters coming hunting birds for me. I was wondering if you could ask that hunter to hunt a certain prey."

Yeah.

"Can we just hunt?

"Sure. You should bring it as usual. Glasses, if it's from you, it's just a reward rather than just redeeming one."

Oh, I see.

"What am I supposed to hunt?

"Ankle Bird"

Ankle Birds. Also known as Night Birds. It's a nocturnal little bird. The meat is bad, so it is not basic edible, but the feathers that are dispersed in the dark night are beautiful and there is demand as decorative feathers for the edges.

"... at night"

Now, I wonder.

When I didn't have "glasses," I was not good at hunting at night because of my eyesight.

With my master, I could chase and push larger prey, but when I become a small bird...... I'm a little anxious. I've seen it, but I've never targeted it.

Will these "glasses" make your vision clear and clear at night?

... Right, isn't it a bad idea to give it a try?

"I'll go for it. But I can't promise you."

"That's fine. It's your nomination, but after all, it's a delivery request. If you bring me an ankle bird, that'll be enough."

Right. Then I guess I'll take aim.

It's a nocturnal bird, so we have to wait till night. Let's go slowly to the hunting ground today.

Usually on the road to running, I walked in today.

The river is close, near the woods.

There is no clear entrance or exit to the woods, so I have expanded around the places I have defined as my hunting grounds, surveying nearby terrain, etc.

So this is the entrance to the forest hunting grounds for me.

It's the ground, and as far as I can tell, it's a place where no one comes at all. I prefer it.

I'm slowly here, so the yang is leaning.

I procured edible weeds and fish living in the river that I had picked along the way, and made it an early dinner with my own dried meat and bread. Good meat, but good fish.

Then, investigate the hunting grounds.

Check out the grass trees with the nuts that wild birds prefer and the holes and nests dug by the trees. The information around here is also something I've looked into on my own feet in the last few days.

Ankle birds are habitats in the back of the forest.

On nights when there are fewer animals and demons to become external enemies, they operate in search of feed. Insects and nuts should have been the staple foods.

Being so vigilant, it would be immediately perceived if we were too close. I wish I could aim at it at about mid range.

My master said I could definitely attract you.

The surrounding trees did not block on the ray, they casually sprinkled the feed of catching nuts on the branches of isolated trees, and they returned to near the river.

I could confirm that nothing had changed. Some birds may still be able to aim today, but they may turn away because of the smell of blood, so let's give up now.

All we have to do is wait for the night.

In conclusion, the night was more pronounced.

"I knew I could see it."

I thought it was just (...) but the night looks better (...).

It's darker if it's just a forest with bush trees, but it's also darker if it's a dark night. If you hold the light, you will be noticed by the prey, so only the night depends.

The master's night was amazing, but he still chose a place with few trees. I guess you wanted even a few star lights.

But I... yeah. I can see it.

The depressed forest is very dark, to the point where you can even see it in front of you. Probably the naked eye of someone whose eyes are used to at night, I think they're visible.

The problem is, yes, it is.

It means that in the dark woods, only the creatures can see glowing red.

If you stare at those who feel the signs, you can also slip through the trees and branches to see them. I can clearly see where I am, my posture and my situation.

I guess it's still because of the "glasses" because I don't care and I can't see them when I take off my "glasses" because I just wonder if the animals are glowing red because of some kind of circumstance right now.

... That's a hell of an ability to think it's not a good idea to rely too much.

This is too groundbreaking.

I'm not sure "Glasses Materials" will make a lot of sense and value if I just take this event. Let's keep it a secret from absolutely anyone.

Still, this is the so-called "dark vision" thing.

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Oh, yeah.

In the first place, you know I can change the color of my lenses.

Yes, we can make it dark and "night". And I could see the sun. It was dazzling, though.

So, what's the other way around?

"For example, if you want to make it 'noon' - oh, will it"

It doesn't look like the lens is glowing.

A dark vision made it clear there in the woods, where I could only see a lull.