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

I had Celier read the book a little further away from Florentine digging a cute evil god doll (tentative) because she could be attacked when we were alone.

The room is pretty dim anyway, so it's still better out there now.

I was asked to focus on a page that was rolled over and over, with opening habits and dirt on it.

I hear back every time I don't know words, etc. and keep the contents firm and the letters somewhat tapped into my head together at the level.

For now I could remember the letters "very tasty" and "I want to hold this area down for sure" and "position of the heart".

In other words, whether it can be eaten, the part that is most valuable as a prey to sell high, weakness as life, becomes.

Weaknesses such as head and heart are also easy to understand if you are a beast type or human type, but many parts of worm and reptile type are not well understood due to lack of real-life experience. Because I didn't get out much near the village of Albato.

I won't be able to read the book...... I had it read until the sun set, and that's all for now.

"It's time for dinner. Wait a minute."

I left the village and came right back.

We brought a migratory bird named Feather Bluebird, who was resting his wings near the entrance to the mountain. The power of "glasses" is amazing at all. Don't miss a handful of prey.

……

Wow, the cat stopped by with it. I mean, you've been with me for a really long time.

The cat feels intrigued and looks at the tailored bird in my hand. This guy is definitely not a cat. My gaze is slightly lower when I get up...... I mean, just as much. This is with four legs, so if I just stand on my back leg, I'll probably have twice as many. Because cats have long torso.

"I don't have your share."

……

When I said it with the intent of "go away," I was looked upon with some sadness. I don't even think the words made sense...... or it's not a cat, but it's some cat you own. Come feed me in your own house.

"Oh, poor thing. to innocent kittens."

Florentine, who was watching the whole thing like that, hugs me around the cat's neck as she plants her guilt on me. Did you just say kitten? That's more impossible to talk to than a cat call anymore.

"If you're a man of good sense, you can give him some meat. Yes, he should. Poor thing. Don't I have human feelings like good sense or good intentions? These are terrible times."

I don't think the times matter.

"I wish I could raise your share of the boar."

"I can't do that."

Mm-hmm. Clean enough to have trouble with words.

"But I want this kid to do the meat. That's kind of you."

Yeah. You're not a parent. In the first place, this cat is not Gatai, who is allowed to call him "this child". Or fundamentally not a cat.

... Both Florentine gones and cat gaze are starting to stink, so I decided to hunt another one in the end.

Or maybe that cat, he can hunt on his own. It's not a cat.

Finish your dinner and go back to your room.

Light your own resin candlestick and look at the drawings again under the lights.

Lending information on demons in your head, you can anticipate several possible demon movements from shapes, and work through image training.

It's not good for everything to bump into the real thing. You may get lost in your judgment.

I can't actually gain experience, but that's possible in the image.

The night went by while we developed a better understanding of the information that we were fortunate enough to obtain in advance.

I woke up while it was still dark.

The second day after arriving at the assassin's village. Looks like you've just healed your traveling fatigue.

Exactly a dorm where no one is awake... no, you're awake alone. I left the dorm where they were sleeping and did the morning support.

Pull the bow and practice lightly, then prepare for breakfast.

Time is still early. And before the village arose. There are no cats either. Not a cat, though.

- The demon I chose to target, moving day and night, but basically nocturnal, is going to fall asleep around sunrise and start activity again after about too much daylight.

Well, if he's hungry, he's going to attack his prey without a break even at noon.

So basically, it's only nocturnal.

Or because of their physical characteristics, they seem to be overwhelmingly stronger at night.

So when the demon is tired and falls asleep, he's going hunting.

……

"... oops"

When I felt my gaze and looked up, a giant cat was coming out of the roof of the dorm. No, it's not a cat. Apparently I slept there last night.

And it came down. He came for dinner. You're a cat. I wish I could go home to my owner. Not a cat, though.

Eating alone is also an alley, so I have no choice but to share the bird meat I hunted yesterday with my cat, while killing time while checking my hunting tools.

... Nevertheless, I can't help but feel the sweetness in the hanging of my hands of scraping meat from the bones and putting it on the leaves. I don't feel much different from Florentine defending this cat.... okay.

When the sun began to show itself from the other side and the world was getting brighter, I stood up.

……

After eating bird meat reluctantly, the cat who was lying down beside me dropped me off, and I headed to the mountains - I looked back once on my way.

"You're not a cat."

……

The cat said, "About what? I said," I lost my forefoot.... A cat-like gesture isn't a cat, is it?

This hunt is a short-term showdown.

Within the effect of paralysis poison.

If the blood runs, the demons come by.

Even the noise brings demons to my attention.

Sometimes a handy demon calls his people, maybe.

For the above reasons, I intend to collect the pieces early and come back to the village.

It should be noted that the last piece of information was not even in the drawings, it was only my own speculation.

I just thought maybe there was a connection between the same species. I hope not, of course.

I thought about it a lot, but there weren't many demons who could even collect their prey on their own. It is a demon who has decided to target it with a method of elimination.

And it is also something that relied entirely on "glasses".

As we entered the mountain, we immediately found the demon.

- I knew it was amazing.

I feel no sign of the other demons, but I don't feel any sign of them.

I breathed quieter than a bug, and I never thought there would be a rarer demon than a mountain bird.

Empty lizards (solar lizards).

Also known as the Dark Night Hunter.