Chapter 120.1 \n<h1>Chapter 120 A Certain Vacation âŁÂ </h1>\n\nâWell, it might have been unlucky for Arnold-dono, but ââ We can say that it was the greatest luck for this town. Who would have thought that a certified Level 7 Hunter would come here by chanceâŚâŚâ
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Without revealing his true feelings, Arnold nodded with a composed face at the fat mayor who was speaking with a cheerful expression.
Inside the guest room of the city hall of the town of Gula, Arnold and his Party were welcomed as the Hunters who had saved the town.
The expressions on the mayorâs face and his subordinates around him were all uniformly cheerful.The mayor gave Arnold unreserved praises as they sat on a luxurious-looking sofa.
âAnd to think that only eight men could overwhelm those horrible hordes of Orcs ââ As expected of a Level 7! I heard that you recently came from another country, but you are indeed the bringer of hope for this city!â
âMayor, what showed up wasnât only just a bunch of Orcs.â
âAh, right âââ\n
The bloodied clothes they had at the time when they got into the town and after surviving the fierce battle, had already been changed into clean ones, and their wounds had already been healed with the potions.However, there was a seething anger hidden deep inside Arnold, an anger that has not been released yet. The Mayor was unaware of it, but Arnoldâs companions were aware of the flame hidden behind Arnoldâs eyes that was more than likely to explode at any moment as he was less than talkative.
He didnât lash out at the Mayor, who was speaking without knowing what was going on, because he fully knew that there was nothing to gain to lash out at the people of authority in this town.
First-Class Hunters excel in all kinds of abilities. That includes being patient.
But even so, when he thought back to the incident at the gates ââ When he recalled the actions of ăAbsolute Shadow1ă that she made to taunt him, Arnoldâs intestines seemed to be boiling.If he wasnât careful, he would be tempted to throw everything out of the windows and go pursuing them. What was holding him back was indeed due to the fact that his companions were injured and lacked preparation but also because their opponents were one of the most troublesome prey.First-Class Hunters never forget about the difference in strength between their opponents.
The Mayor opened his eyes and said while quivering as if he was in front of a raging hero.
âI have been told that ââ A ăFire Spirită has appeared.â
Right. Arnold narrowed his eyes.Â
Descending from the heavens, a living flame that shines like a second sun. \nAfter all, what appeared before Arnold and his companions when they were fighting a mortal combat against the horde of Orcs and others rampaging Monsters, was none other than a being of the same rank as the Spirit they fought in Elan just two day ago.
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If this was just a coincidence, then that was probably Arnoldâs worst luck in his whole life.
The fact that Arnold and his companions survived without heavy casualties was no doubt the whims of Lady Luck.The shining bright Spirit of fire burned the horde of Orcs, the horde of Monsters and Arnold and his companions like it was a joke and then flew away.
The power of a serious attack from a High-Rank Spirit exceeds the power of a magical attack of a First-Class Mage. Arnold and some of the Monsters horde was left unburned because the Spirit was just jesting when it attacked.
Still, the whole area, including the highway, was burned to the ground. Now, if anyone walks the road going to the town of Gula, they will marvel at a disaster ââ They will witness a large number of Monstersâ corpses that were burnt until cinders.
Perhaps because he remembered the battle, Hay, who was standing next to him, complained with a grimace.
ââŚâŚ Gâdammit. We donât know much about this region, butâŚâŚ Does ăSpirit (Elemental)ă live in the region around here? Even for us, this is the first time that we have ever clashed with a Spirit twice in such a short period of time.â
âN-no, no no, that shouldnât be the case ââ Even here, in Zebrudia, Spirits are only found in the wilderness where manâs hand hasnât touched upon. Or, only if they are called by a First-Class Mage, but I donât remember one of them coming to a town like this âââ
\nAnd people called this being careless. Arnold must make him regret his affront against him and the ăLightning Dragonâs Mist (Fallen Mist)ă.
But however, even if they didnât remove any trace behind them, the tracking will become more and more difficult as time goes on.
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With one more push at the bewildered Mayor, Arnold says.
âIâm sorryâŚâŚ But I have things I must do. I canât stay for too long.â