--The stationary world begins to move again.

　But the scene in front of me is a place that bears no resemblance to the coffee shop I saw earlier, a place that can only be described as an urban hustle and bustle.

...... Ah, that ......?

　Sure, Alfazul said, 'It's going to be a completely different scene that will be recreated,' but I didn't expect it to be such an extreme change.

'Anything is possible, hey ......'

　I can't help but chuckle, simultaneously confused and dismayed.

　This world must be like a dream, not a metaphor.

　Then even an unrealistic scene change is not unnatural.

' (...... or rather, where am I?)　(I don't know who made this reenactment, but it's not even a description of the scene, which is a very unkind thing to do.)

　People on the street don't pay attention to my presence, they just pass it off as part of their normal, everyday life, walking constantly to the west and east.

　For now, I calmly look around.

　A city and high-rise architecture on a scale that surpasses that of a royal city.
　Horseless carriages come and go on the cobblestone streets as a matter of course, and no one pays any special attention to their presence.

　But what was more striking was the look on the faces of passersby.

　Although it was obvious from the beginning, various types of demons live in this city as a matter of course.

　This is not a city of demons like the neutral city (Asropolis).

　The ratio of humans to demons is about 50:50, and there are various kinds of people, such as hoodlums, humans, Lizardmen, and cat-headed beastmen, who hang out at the entrance of the back alleys.

"Hey! Hey, you little guy!
Why are you looking at me like that?
What are you looking at?

　The fact that I was giving them a curious look like that may have offended them, but those three guys approached me with an angry shoulder.

　By the time I thought it was a shame, it was too late.

　Not only do they have no good skills, but their bodies are too poor to even escape with their tails between their legs...

What's wrong with our new guy?

　--With a cold, low voice, someone's arm is stretched out from behind me over my shoulder.

　What was held in that dark elf's distinctive texture hand was a substitute that looked like a crossbow grip (grip) with a cylindrical component and a thin tube attached to it.

　I couldn't understand what this was without using my skills and 'right eye', but seeing the three delinquents backing away in open fright, I could tell that it was some kind of weapon.

''Geez!　Ga, Gandalf: ......!
Wait, wait!　I didn't know you were new to the Wild Hunt!
'I'm not trying to pick a fight or anything!　Give me a break!

　Gandalf squeezes the trigger of his prize, aiming at the backs of the delinquents who flee into the back alley with pale faces.

　However, the internal mechanism of the weapon made a snapping sound and did not release any kind of attack.

'Did you think I was going to shoot you in the streets, you fools?

　Gandalf spat disdainfully and turned on his heel, tucking his gains into the holder on his hip.

'Work, follow me.'
Ha, yes ......!

　Only the bare minimum of content was given, but I still understood the newly recreated world situation setting (situation) and took actions that seemed to be in line with my role.

　In short, the person from the perspective I'm being applied to joined the "Wild Hunt", a group of bounty hunters led by Alfazul after that.

　But I didn't expect to be rescued by that Gandalf.

　Although it was not an act of personal familiarity, but rather a response to the extent that he came to pick up his members for work, the thought of having had a moderately difficult experience came to mind.

"I'll make sure of it. The target this time is a large demon that has taken up residence in an abandoned building.
What kind of a large demon ...... is he?
They say it's close to a lion, but it's most likely some stray cat that has been mutated by continuous exposure to a high concentration of magic.

　Gandalf noticed that I didn't quite get it, and gave me a sideways cold look before adding more explanation.

It's a general term for creatures that use magic as part of their bodily functions. Some are born as a species with such a function, while others have their bodies transformed by being exposed to a high concentration of magical power over a long period of time.
...... There are demons like that: ......
"It's something that rarely occurs in a natural environment. It's rare for that much magic to stay in one place, and just the appearance of a single demon can cause a sudden drop in concentration.

　I looked up at the profile of Gandalf, following him as he continued to walk nonchalantly on his long legs.

　Gandalf was squinting at the front - staring at the city of the ancient magical civilization.

''But with the development of the city, things have changed. The magic tubes that circulate through the ground have built up a high density of magic power pathways that would not be possible naturally, and the cases of small amounts of magic power leaking out of them accumulating in one place have become frequent.
............
''The magic pipe has deteriorated so severely in just a few decades since it was buried that new urban development has been prioritized and repairs have been postponed. It's a fatal flaw of the human ...... no, the fatal flaw of the short-lived species that we can't even anticipate just a few decades in the future.

　If we take Gandalf's statement as it is worded, it is probably an unreserved criticism of human beings.

　However, depending on how you listen to it, it may come across as a sign that he takes the state of human society seriously.

　If you don't care about the state of our society, you can't even make an accurate criticism.

Here we are. The others should be here by now.

　The place where we stopped was a section outside the center of the city.

　It was in front of a long abandoned skyscraper on a deserted main street with few people on the street.