The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

Traveling down the beast path, looking for smaller animals, but hard to find.

All I can hunt is rats and rabbits, only small animals.

I wish I could hunt for something a little bigger, but when I greed, I get hurt.

I learned this from experience.

On my strength, I still can't.

"... I'm sorry you're not here."

There are no small animals around here.

I can't find it by exploring the signs.

Glad to have harvested the nuts I found along the way.

Otherwise, I'm about to get my hands on the last dried meat.

But I kind of feel like there are not only small animals around here, but also few big ones.

Again, explore the signs around you but nothing catches on.

That's crazy......

Then I searched for a while, but gave up.

Eat nuts and find a place to sleep today.

There are no holes or caves to hide yourself... on a tree today?

I look around at the trees, and the trunk chooses the fat tree.

It was a thicker branch with more stability than usual, so I decided to rest on a branch a little higher.

A little early, but let's get some rest today.

I'm kind of tired.

The most disabling part of your journey is sleep, you can't sleep well.

You are more likely to die when you are asleep.

……

I felt dangerous signs and woke up.

Still, the signs are far away, but they're heading this way at great speed.

What do we do, move?

Or hide and lurk like this?

Calm your beating heart with a deep breath and explore the signs.

Given the speed at which it is moving, it is determined that it cannot escape.

Squeeze your body into the tree indentation you find.

I just have to lurk my breath, erase the signs as much as possible, and wait for it to pass.

After a while, the sound of treading on the crust and falling leaves gradually approaches.

Dozens, not one, from that sound.

The signs were mixed and we didn't know how many.

I hug my body about to tremble and stiffen my body so that it doesn't move as much as possible.

If it moves, they'll notice!

Under the lurking tree, the crust and tons of noise pass by.

Move your gaze slowly to check the source of the sound.

I could see my body glowing black, illuminated by the light of the moon soaking from the gaps in the trees.

... That's definitely the Hughist in the book!

It should have been a demon attacking with dozens of herds.

If you look closely, there are multiple black lumps under the tree......

It's over 1m in size and it moves... fast!

My body is about to tremble when I watch it, so I close my eyes and even erase the signs.

The signs of Hughiant turn away how much time it took.

But it still doesn't work.

Now, if it moves, he could go back and get attacked.

After quite some time, I was finally able to pull my strength out of my body.

... Tired.

No sign, but look around to check.

Perhaps this forest is close to the nest hole of the Hughiant.

... so there were no animals...

Ha, I didn't realize.

There are unusually few animals because there was a cause.

Speaking of which, it looks like there were multiple traces on the soil...

Was that the footprint?

I don't know about the first time, but let's remember.

Nevertheless, it was an amazing number.

I'm glad I didn't find you.

I was scared.