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Chapter 289 - A Howl in the Snowy Plains 9. A Happy Ending?

"Huh… what?"

His attempt at a diversion to buy time had instead frightened the Tyrantbot into fleeing. Yuri stood there for a moment, stunned.

"Ah… wait! My fermented meat!"

The Tyrantbot was the key ingredient for his supreme fermented meat. He could not let it escape. And so, Yuri, transformed into a gluttonous demon, gave chase with a fiendish expression. It was no longer clear who the villain was. Had the idiot master Wally seen this, his delusions would have vanished like mist, but fortunately, or unfortunately, the Tyrantbot fled in the opposite direction from Wally and his group. As a result, the distance between them grew, and the figures of the demons, Yuri and his prey, disappeared from Wally’s sight.

With his drawn Mottled Blade Sword, Yuri chased the Tyrantbot, intending to make it rust upon his blade, but the fleeing Tyrantbot was also desperate. Even with Yuri’s swift feet, it was difficult to catch up. Frustrated, and seeing that there was no one around, Yuri, without a second thought, took out his magic rifle and ended it with a calm, well-aimed shot. The lack of a gunshot was a stroke of luck. Kudol and the others shouldn’t have noticed.

Well, as a result of finishing it with a sniper shot, the decision was made to hide this corpse with its bullet hole, but…

"...I wasn’t planning on showing it to anyone anyway… so it doesn’t matter…"

Yuri muttered calmly, something that would have made Adon weep if he had heard it.

Afterward, Yuri returned with an innocent look on his face, though he was in a strangely good mood, and everyone guessed that he had successfully hunted the Tyrantbot. As far as Yuri was concerned, the case was closed. But there was one person for whom things did not end so happily. The very source of all the trouble, the idiot master, Young Lord Walter Sorensam, a title given in this country to the son of a noble who is not the firstborn. He cornered Saba, the Submaster of the Adventurer’s Guild and commander of the search party, demanding to know who that lovely Valkyrie was who had risked her life to save him, a version of events that had already been considerably romanticized.

"I swear on the guild’s name, I know of no such Valkyrie."

"Impossible! I saw her with my own two eyes!"

"Even if you say so… as you can see, the only women we brought this time are the two from ‘Lucky Footsteps.’ If you say it wasn’t them, then we have no idea."

Saba implicitly suggested the possibility of a misidentification. The members of "Lucky Footsteps" also testified in unison that they had not seen such a "woman."

"If you’re saying it wasn’t a mistake, then it must have been someone unrelated to us…"

"Isn’t she another adventurer!? The guild should know about her!"

"Even if you say that… we don’t keep track of the whereabouts and actions of every single adventurer. In the first place, there’s a possibility she’s not even one of our adventurers in Laurenzen, and for that matter, she might not even be an adventurer at all."

Faced with this slick counter-argument, there was nothing he could do.

In truth, among the adventurers present, not a few were vaguely aware of Yuri’s "Blessing." However, they all kept their mouths shut. There was an underlying resentment that, "I don’t know if you’re a noble’s son or what, but if this idiot hadn’t done something stupid, those people wouldn’t have gotten hurt." And even without that, no fool would willingly make an enemy of Yuri, a benefactor to adventurers like "Red Sandstorm," a dangerous figure with the nickname "Merciless Crusher," and on top of that, one with the blessing of the goddess Anatea. And most importantly, the fact that they "had not actually seen such a woman" was the genuine, unadulterated truth.

By the way, the young master’s attendants who had been seriously injured were rescued and their lives were saved.

And so, this incident, apart from the lingering, unresolved feelings of the idiot master who still had a touch of adolescent delusion, ended with a result that was, for the most part, satisfactory to all parties concerned.