"We're finally here! Warlord! Precht! What are you still dawdling about! Hurry up!"
The blond young man jumped off the sailboat and stepped on the ground again with his feet. He clenched his fists excitedly and then shouted loudly to his companions who had just disembarked from the boat behind him.
"...Really, I really don't know what that guy is excited about. This is not a good place..."
With a low hum, a young man wearing a cloak and a serious face walked slowly over on the waves.
"Don't say that, Precht, that's Yuri, isn't it?"
Next to him, the long-faced man with a straw hut hairstyle smiled innocently, obviously knowing the two people's personalities very well.
"That's not what I meant, Warlord."
Ignoring the noisy blond young man in front of him, the man named Precht sighed.
"I purposely wasted an A-level treasure to find out the movement of the sea currents and came to a place like this just to make boring bets with those guys in the guild."
Recalling the way someone in the Treasure Hunters Guild was provoked to put down his bold words, Precht's brows knitted together.
"'Demon? I don't take that kind of thing seriously!', it's a shame that guy dared to say that."
Depressed and burying half of his face under his collar, Precht looked towards this mysterious island with giant trees.
"Tianrou Island", this place is classified as a super S-class dangerous forbidden area in their guild. It is rumored that a great demon who can control fire lives here. With just one blow, two powerful magicians who were in great power at that time were killed.
The Scholars Guild was wiped out.
According to the descriptions of the survivors and the intelligence that has been passed down to this day, if they are true, it is obviously not a level that the three of them can deal with.
"Haha, that's what you're saying. Don't you still worry about Yuri, Precht? Why don't you come with me?"
After touching his head, the long-faced man Warrod understood Precht's mood very well.
"...I can't help it, who made that guy a member of our team."
Warlord's words made Precht turn away. It turned out that he was not very good at showing his emotions.
Although he looked like "that guy can't do it without us", you can still feel the concern for his friends from his words.
Maybe this is the textbook 'male tsundere'...
"Hey - what are you doing there! I left you behind!"
"Got it! Go now!"
In response to Yuri, he checked again to see if the boat was parked. After picking up his equipment, Volod ran towards the blond young man waving his hand.
"..."
Although Precht said nothing, he also quickened his pace.
He just kept looking at the lush forest in front of him, and he was constantly weighing something in his mind.
(...We are not demon hunters, but treasure hunters.)
(Although it is rumored that there is a big demon here, I also found an interesting piece of information.)
Recalling the information he had found, Precht's eyes flashed.
In front of the dilapidated building with a red lizard carved on it, a melodious girl's voice echoed in the open space.
However, it can be heard from her gradually changing tone that the girl's mood is gradually getting worse.
"Ah - that idiot Mavis probably went to the library again..."
The girl covering her forehead looked helpless. Since she was not here, she could probably guess where the other party had gone.
"I obviously told her that she was moving today..."
He scratched his hair irritably. If Mavis was in the library, it would probably be dark by the time she came back from reading.
It is because of her bad habits that this brown-haired girl with twin tails wants to move her home to the library.
(There is really nothing we can do against her.)
Giving up on the original idea and using magic to drive his 'car', someone had to reconsider a new plan for moving.
...
This brown-haired girl is naturally Zella.
Seven years passed in a blink of an eye, and she finally got rid of that fragile child figure.
Although everything else is developing in a good direction, the only regret is that her feet have not recovered yet.
As expected, the trauma on the "soul" is not that easy to resolve.
So when she wants to move around, she basically sits in this simple magic wheelchair.
But recently, she has made a new breakthrough in magic, and she can almost change her 'car'.
Sitting on the back of her wheelchair, Zella decided to go back to their "old" home first to see if there was anything she could bring with her, and then go catch that idiot back to work.
With a plan in mind, the sound of gears moving began to make a faint sound on the pitted ground.
But what is unexpected is that other dissonances seem to be mixed in.
That's impossible, except for her and Mavis' vocals.
"...Does that guy Yuri know where we are now?"
The complaining voice gradually became clearer, and the rustling of the trees also appeared on Zella's right side.
(…a man’s voice?)
His eyes became weird, would anyone come to this shabby island now?
"He disappeared in the blink of an eye. If he died, I would not collect his body."
"Calm down, Precht! Now we have no choice but...?!"
The conversation suddenly stopped at this moment, not because they found their companions, but because they saw a figure that should not be here for them.
"...Girl?"
"Is there anyone still living here?!"
Looking at the girl in front of them, Warlord and Precht both looked surprised.
And the other party seems to be ill?
But soon, they were no longer in the mood to care about this.
"Hmm...this is really a rare visitor."
Supporting her head, which was leaning on her left hand side, with her hands, Zella looked at these two guys with interest.
"Now, can you tell me, what are you here for?"
The calm smile made Precht and Warlord break into a cold sweat.
It was a feeling they had experienced many times in their career as treasure hunters.
The feeling of oppression caused by being stared at by an existence that cannot be resisted.