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The man with the name "Hope Tevil" is a traverser.

Neither liked phlebotomy nor was interested in bathing only twice in his life. In his free time, he neither smokes nor gambles. Although I have a bad habit of alcoholism, it is not a problem because of the good relationship between the amount of alcohol.

Yes, he was so different from his time. It's like a light in the dark, dazzling.

But he wasn't happy.

Although he has passed, this era has not satisfied him.

In this world, which is somewhat similar to the earth, the progress of human civilization can only be said to be terrible.

The vast majority of people are illiterate.

The chaotic city is overflowing with sewage.

Doctors are just liars, and academics are near-mentally retarded.

Such a world is not to mention enjoyment, and for Hopeless, just being alive is a kind of torture.

So from the beginning he decided. Leave here anyway and go back to your hometown. Go back to the modern world with running water, air-conditioned rooms, and the Internet.

At all costs.

It's not easy, though.

Although he had made up his mind since he was four years old, Hope didn't have a clue about it.

In this life, he was born as an Orion, and his father was just a crappy old hunter. Although relying on a poorly maintained shotgun and the family's hunting dog, the family's standard of living is quite acceptable. But nothing else is worth mentioning.

No one is literate, and no one knows what the world is like a hundred miles away.

Since birth, the old hunter has spent his entire life wandering around his hometown. The greatest man I've ever seen is nothing more than a stupid country knight: a crook who God knows if he's a liar, a thief-looking guy.

So there was only one thing Hope could do from the start. Let yourself grow as quickly as possible and become a character who can survive independently.

Luckily, it's easy.

At the age of seven, he learned to make medicine and mastered the techniques of surviving in the forest.

At the age of nine he learned to write, through a Bible in a village church.

By the age of fourteen, he was already hunting independently: he took over his father's work and became the only hunter in the village.

And so it wasn't until the age of sixteen that he became a legend: a legendary hunter with a great reputation.

There was no one within a hundred miles of him who was stronger than him, and no one was wiser than him.

As a hunter, his prey is always the most. And as a warrior, no robber has ever dared to challenge his power.

But it doesn't make sense.

Although he has lived in this world for eighteen years, Hope still hates this world.

He doesn't want to be a hero and change this ignorant world, and he doesn't want to be a king and take pleasure in the stupidity of the people. There was only one thing he wanted to do from the beginning: go home.

So after his father's death, his only plan was to leave.

Leave the village where he was born and go in search of the legendary magician. Then try your best, try your best, and go home at any cost.

It used to be easy, but lately it's been a bit of a hassle.

"Well, that's it. ”

The last bag of salute is placed on the horse's back and secured with a sturdy leash. Hope smiled and turned around and patted Susan on the head.

She was a neighbor of Hopeless, a very sweet little girl. Because her mother knitted a red hat for her, everyone called her Little Red Riding Hood.

About two years ago, the little one almost got into a bad fate: a gray wolf broke into her grandmother's house and attacked the old lady. If it weren't for Hope passing by, I'm afraid that the brute would not only eat the poor old man, but even Little Red Riding Hood would be doomed.

Because of this, Little Red Riding Hood's family is very grateful to him. Not only does her mother always make snacks and bring them in, but Little Red Riding Hood herself often comes over to help.

In the beginning, she just came to help with the mending of clothes and cleaning the room. But after a few days, the restless little guy began to be curious about firearms.

"What is this?"

"It's a shotgun. ”

"Did you use this to kill the big bad wolf?"

"That's right. ”

"Na, teach me, I'm going to be a hunter too!"

Hope still remembers that it was three years ago. On that sunny morning, the little girl in the red hat ran to his house with a bread basket and pointed to the flintlock pistol on the fireplace and asked him questions.

Yes, perhaps I should not have answered then, but should have driven her home—to this day, the hunter still haunts himself that day, and it is because of that rash answer that he is now in trouble.

"Then I'm leaving. ”

"Eh, don't you have lunch?"

"No, I'm going to leave early while it's still early. If I'm lucky, I'll be able to walk through the forest before dinner. ”

"That's a pity. ”

"Well, but there's no way about it. Then I'm—"

"Then I'll go talk to my mother, and then let's go together. ”

“……”

"Hmm, what's the matter, master, your face is very bad?"

Right.

That's it in a nutshell.

Although it may not be obvious at first, Susan, or Little Red Riding Hood, the little girl who was almost swallowed by a wolf, is actually a guy with excess mobility.

Chatter, recklessness, and heartless courage than bravery. If it weren't for her gentle and cute appearance, Hope would never believe that this was a girl, not a wild boy out of nowhere.

Yes.

In retrospect, on that morning three years ago, she used this face to deceive Hope and get him to take in an apprentice.

"Listen Susan, I'm not hanging out, you know?"

The hunter crouched down and said to Little Red Riding Age solemnly.

"I can't take you there, it's going to be dangerous. Take the shotgun I gave you, stay in the village, and take good care of your mother and grandmother. ”

He spoke with such earnest that it was impossible to refuse.

But Little Red Riding Hood didn't buy it.

Little Red Riding Hood, who has been around hunters since she was a child and has learned a lot of wonderful knowledge, also thinks differently from most people in this world.

She has a more flexible mind and a more open-minded mind. Like the hunters, she could not tolerate the sordid times, could neither accept poor sanitary conditions, nor did she want to be in the company of ignorant and shallow villagers.

She also has her own dreams: she wants to get out of the village and see the outside world. Let's see if there is a wonderful life described by the teacher in that wider world.

For example, she had to eat a piece of the cream cake anyway. On this point, she is uncompromising.

"But teacher, it's troublesome to travel alone, isn't it?"

Little Red Riding Hood calmly began to wrench her fingers.

"Although the teacher is very good, he is better than everyone else. But you're not good at doing laundry, are you?"

“…… It's okay to get a little dirty. ”

"What about wine, can the teacher endure a life without drinking concocted wine?"

“…… Alcohol is something that can be overcome with perseverance. ”

"Well, what the teacher said makes sense. But there's another question, how do you avoid it, teacher?"

Little Red Riding Hood raised her head triumphantly. She pinched her waist and smiled narrowly.

The hunter's scalp tingled just by seeing the expression—he knew very well that as long as this girl smiled, something bad was going to happen.

"Even a teacher with a habit of cleanliness can tolerate dirty laundry. Since two years ago, I have been in charge of the teacher's diet. Whether it's bread or roast, ham or pie, I prepare them. What should I do if the teacher is alone?

“……”

This is a serious question, but the hunter finds it bearable.

However, before he could speak, Little Red Riding Hood had already continued.

"It's different if you bring me, I know the teacher's appetite very well, and I know what I like and dislike. And I'm not weak, I've learned everything the teacher taught me, whether it's loading ammunition or cleaning the chamber of the gun, I can help with these. ”

The hunter knew she wasn't lying.

Because it's all Little Red Riding Hood that he taught with his own hands.

Over the past three years, he has witnessed the growth of this little girl: watching her progress step by step until she becomes a decent hunter.

To celebrate her 'graduation', the hunter even went to the blacksmith: he repaired an old gun that he didn't use and gave it to her.

"Your mother won't agree. ”

The hunter didn't want to dwell on it any longer.

He stood up and straightened his clothes. Then continue.

"It's the same with your grandmother, they won't agree. ”

But Little Red Riding Hood's smile was even brighter.

"It's a coincidence, teacher. In fact, they have agreed. ”

"Huh?"

"I asked them before I came to you, oh? Mom and Grandma both thought the same thing: let me follow the teacher, thinking it would be better. ”

Speaking of which, the hunter didn't want to say anything more.

Although he had been refusing just now, he didn't have to go alone. Since Little Red Riding Hood has said so much, it is actually okay to bring her with you.

Or, indeed, as she herself said, bringing such a helper will be of great help to her journey. Even if it's bad, you can act as a travel companion for chatting.

"Okay, so be it. ”

Hope got on his horse and buckled his felt hat to his head. Then he looked at Little Red Riding Hood as he straightened the reins.

"Are you ready to pack?"

"Of course~"

Little Red Riding Hood sings merrily and finds her luggage and ponies.

She learned to be a hunter and buttoned up a traveling felt hat for herself. Then I got close to the teacher and laughed.

"Please take care of me in the future, teacher!"

"It's stupid. ”

All the hunter could respond to was a long sigh of helplessness.