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Chapter 92 - The Path of Calamity 7. The Aftermath

"...So? According to Kudol and his party, you’re the one who finished off this monster?"

Before the corpse of the Tyrantbot they had brought back, Naval, the Guild Master of the Laurenzen Adventurer’s Guild, questioned Yuri with a deadpan look.

"It’s true that a single blow I landed by taking advantage of an opening was lucky enough to finish it, but that was only possible with everyone’s support, you know?"

"Even so, how on earth can you land a single blow on this monster?"

The corpse of the Tyrantbot before him was nearly three meters long. It wasn’t uncommon for bear-type monsters to be larger than this, but the length of this Tyrantbot’s arms surpassed the reach of those giant bears. Its attack range was thought to be even wider.

"Like I said... I just caught it off guard. What else do you think a child like me can do?"

A "normal child" does not hunt a B-class monster almost single-handedly.

"No, if you want to live at the foot of a mountain teeming with monsters, you have to train your skills in evasion and hiding to survive."

A normal person would not even think of trying to live in such a dangerous place.

"No, I mean... if you’re careful about the pests and such, it’s a surprisingly easy place to live, you know?"

Does that "pest" category include B-class monsters like the Tyrantbot?

Naval had a mountain of things he wanted to say, to press him on, but he knew it would be pointless to voice them here. It seemed there was a large gap in perception between himself and the child standing before him.

"...Well, fine. So, you’re declining the subjugation reward?"

"Yes. I’m not an adventurer, after all. I don’t have the right to receive it, do I?"

"Strictly speaking, that’s not entirely true, but... it would certainly complicate the paperwork. So, you want this instead of the reward money, is that it?"

"Yes. As for the reward money, please give it to everyone in ‘Lucky Footsteps.’"

Naval glanced over and saw Kudol and his party looking uncomfortable, guessing that Yuri’s contribution must have been significant. But Yuri’s point had some merit, so he gratefully accepted Yuri’s proposal and decided to give the reward money and guild points to Kudol’s party. In terms of value, the Tyrantbot’s materials were probably worth more, so it seemed like a reasonably fair conclusion.

"Sorry about that. I’ll make sure to give you a good price for the buyout to make up for it."

"...Huh?"

"...Ah?"

Naval had assumed Yuri would sell the Tyrantbot, but Yuri had no such intention. The delicious meat, the high-quality fur, and of course, the innards, he was determined to consume them all himself.

The Gambit Grizzly’s gall bladder had been swindled from him by Adon, from Yuri’s perspective, but the Tyrantbot’s gall bladder was just as good a medicine.

"...Medicine?"

"Yes. Like the potions I gave you the other day. ...Though those were made with the livers of Monocorn Bears and Bicorn Bears."

At Yuri’s words, the adventurers who had been listening in while drinking at the guild’s tavern choked, sputtering out their drinks. It was no wonder. The livers of Monocorn Bears and Bicorn Bears were items that could move gold coins even at the material stage. They were certainly not something you would use as ingredients for ordinary potions... normally.

"But it’s even more wasteful not to use what you have, isn't it?"

They were actually useful, weren't they? When he put it that way, no one had a word in response. Especially the members of "Red Sandstorm," whose lives had been saved by Yuri’s potions, who were nodding their heads in deep agreement.

"The innards aside... the pelt too?"

The Guild Master Naval asked as he gazed at the corpse of the Tyrantbot, covered in long, glossy fur. ...Well, Naval was the one who voiced the question, but the sentiment was shared by everyone present... especially the merchants who had gathered after hearing the news. A pelt of this quality, how many gold coins would it fetch if sold? It was an exquisite item, worthy of being presented not just to nobles, but to royalty.

...But Yuri had no intention of selling the Tyrantbot pelt, which was excellent not only for its feel but also for its warmth and blade resistance. In his life on the mountain, durable clothing was a lifeline.

"The fur is spun into thread and then woven. It makes for pretty good stuff.♪"

"""...Huh?"""

He said he would not use the pelt as is, but spin the fur into thread and weave it. They couldn't quite imagine what it would become, but they could predict that it would be a high-quality item nonetheless.

(...I see, so that’s why he wasn’t as interested in woolens, let alone cotton, as I thought...)

Old Man Audel, who was present and raised Amir Goats himself, was somehow able to understand. This Tyrantbot thing was in a class of its own, but if he was used to wearing clothes woven from the fur of magical beasts, then mere warm sheep’s wool would not be an object of much interest.

("Clothes woven from the fur of magical beasts, potions made from the livers of magical beasts, and a regular diet of magical beast meat...") ("...Maybe those country folk are living more luxurious lives than we think?")

It was a mistake to treat Yuri as a sample of a "country resident," but the adventurers couldn’t help but entertain such thoughts.