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

Break up with your old man, the inn he was addressed to...... dorm? Back in, there was a blonde and a gray-haired woman in front of the dorm.

It's Celier and Florentine.

Apparently he's playing with a cat.

... It's a cat, right? It's huge though.

"Ah, Mr. Ayle. Good morning."

I noticed me. Celier greets me with swallowing, but I'm concerned about the cat being caressed very manly, sitting well. I don't seem in a bad mood...

"Morning. Is that okay with cats?

It doesn't look like a normal size cat to me.

I don't know...... I'm about the size of a big dog.

Beautiful white fur with black spotted pattern and green eyes. Do you like it as beautiful as a cat or not? It is refreshing.... are you a cat? It's as big as the back length of a small Florentine at the sitting stage. Isn't that too big to argue with a cat?

"Hmm. It's just a big cat."

Florentine affirmed. While stroking the cat. I wonder why I can assure you. I don't look like a cat.

Well, let's not.

I guess being here means being a village cat. Then I guess it's not that dangerous. Looks like there are kids in the village, and if they're in danger, they shouldn't be left alone.

... but is it a cat? I know it's a cat family, but I don't think it's the size of a cat.

Well, okay. Let's leave the cat alone.

I decide to have breakfast first, then look at the drawings I received from my old man and go to the nearby mountains from noon.

Then start preparing breakfast. The gaze of the two women gathers on me stabbing the thinly cut boar meat on the skewer.

"Do you have any for me?

Answer Celier's question without looking back.

"Because I've already been baptized for self-sufficiency. I just can't lift anything."

Florentine next.

"Let's do this cat. Give me something to eat."

"You're not a Florentine cat. I mean, I have your share. Shall we bake it?

"Oh, whoa. Is that all we have? Then please."

"Oh, why just Flo?

"Because you carried a boar yesterday. I still have my share."

I just want to divide it more properly and strictly, but Florentine can't dismantle it, and she doesn't know how to handle it being raw meat, so I'm managing it over here.

For now, my share of meat and leather, which I skipped for this breakfast, will go to your old man.

That means my hunting is urgent. Because you don't have my meat. I can't stand a life without meat.

"I was surprised that our mean-spirits were taken for granted. Oh, my share of meat, turn it a little to the seriers."

"Oh yeah. Okay."

If that is the request of the owner, just ask.

"Thank you, Flo"

"Never mind. It's just a loan."

"... Oh, yeah. You're cynical."

"Oops, we're not the only ones. The reality is tough. My noble daughter may not know."

Well, that's the thing. Because reality is never gentle, whether it's tough or not.

The meat for such a Florentine is half gone.

"Hey, I'll eat..."

Because I raised the meat to a cat who wanted it.... Will you be happy to eat boar meat? Is that really a cat?

After breakfast, I went back to my room.

It is a small but private room. After all, the environment is calm with no one around.

You'll be able to calm down and read books here.

Well, are you still tired of traveling, I fell asleep a little bit. Still, I tried to roll it apart with a flush reading.

I've had two concerns.

First, that certain pages are easier to open.

And that only certain pages are marked with dirt.

Think about it, it means you've looked back at a particular page over and over again. I guess I read it over and over again enough to get my hands dirty. It is the trace that is dirty.

This book, maybe just like us, has been in the hands of many students who came to assassin training school.

The fact that there are traces of certain pages that are only easy to open and have been seen over and over again means that for that person the page contained important information that should be seen that often.

Probably means that the demon on the easy page opens up in the neighborhood.

- At any rate, it means I couldn't read half of it, thanks to some difficult words. I think I should learn some more letters.

When it was past noon, I decided to get ready and head to the mountains.

Still looking good, but I need to see the hunting grounds once anyway.

Hopefully we can finally hunt some birds and rabbits. Because I can't stand a life without meat.

…………

And there are many demons.

Into the mountains often.

As far as I can see, there are many demons nearby. I wonder what's going on with the territory or something. They coexist?

Moreover, the demons suddenly retreat and run away when they try to flutter in the direction of the village.

Obviously, I'm afraid of the assassin's village. Don't try to get closer than a certain distance.

I'm pretty sure there are a lot of dangerous people out there.

It's a feeling that humans don't have, and they may feel instinctive fear.

That, after all, means no prey.

The presence of demons keeps animals away. Sometimes it feeds them, but it can be avoided as an outside enemy.

As a hunter's basic knowledge, it is common sense that there is no prey where demons are.

... but you have a lot of demons.

There must be demons you can eat, but you couldn't read half the key drawings.

There's a demon with the phrase "meat is good," so I guess I'll see if I can hunt for a bit.

To try, the nearest demon...... looking at the "numbers" of the big insect-like demon.

- And you'll find out the stunning facts.

"Dude..."

As far as I could see, the numbers indicated "1".

I mean, there's hardly any demons I can hunt in this mountain.