'Mastaa,Lucia sister ......! I'm here to support you!

'Oh, Cry. How's it going?

'Oh, thank you for coming. Of course, it's perfect!

A line of members wearing the Footprints of the Beginning symbol - Tino, Sven and the others - walked in. I greeted them with a hard-boiled smile.
They must have come to cheer me on, since the opening ceremony of the Martial Emperor Festival was coming up. They may not have all come to cheer, but they are a large group.

The spacious lobby of the inn was occupied. At this time of year, it is not uncommon for strong hunters to gather here.
The inn we were staying at was high-grade, but not out of reach for even the most skilled hunters. The curious gaze is soon removed.

As usual, Eva in her white uniform was also in the mix. Apparently, the hunters had escorted her to safety.

Surrounded by the strong hunters, she felt as if she had become stronger. Sven smiles wildly and asks me.

'What do you think? Have you gotten used to the atmosphere of the cleats? I don't think you need to worry, but it's away from home for people from Zebrudia. ......'

'Don't worry about it. Do you think Lies and Luke will care about that? They're warming up.'

'No, ...... what about you?'

Sven's expression was dumbfounded.
'No, I'm fine, of course I'm fine. I've been lounging around in the inn all day, so there's no way I'm away.

Before I could answer, Tino assured me.

'Sven. There's no way Master will let the pressure get to him.

It had been a long time since I had seen Tino's face.
I looked around and rechecked the spacious lobby, then looked at me and Lucia, who was standing next to me as an escort.

'Mastaa, I--I've withdrawn all my savings to bet on Mastaa!

Oh, and did I mention that there will be a betting competition?
It's an individual competition, but if you're strong enough to participate in the Martial Arts Festival, it's unlikely that you'll lose on purpose, so it's barely viable.

I couldn't help but laugh at Tino's joke.

'Ha-ha-ha, thank you. I think I'll try a little harder this time!

Well, there's no way I can bet on that since I'm not going to compete.

'Yes, please do your best! I'll learn from you!

Tino looked up at me with sparkling eyes. Good, good, good, look at Lizzie and the others and study.
As I nodded good-naturedly to my friend, whom I hadn't seen in a while, Eva stepped in between us.

As usual, her clever eyes stared up at me through her slim glasses.

'Master, I met with Koushi-san. It seems he asked you to do some work for him.

'Hmm, yeah. It's just business. It's not much, but Luke and Liz also said they wanted to do some preparation work before participating in the tournament.

'Prep work, huh?

I folded my arms and acted like I knew what I was talking about.

'It's kind of a tradition for cleats this time of year, right? Well, you seem to be doing a little better than usual, but--'

I hear the fox mask club was pretty good. Not a day goes by these days that I don't see your name in the paper.
As I'm often attacked by demons and bandits in my travels, I'm lucky that the number of bad guys has decreased, and the lights are lucky that my name has become popular.
This time I'm even more brilliant than usual.

'You're looking good, even before the fighting tournament. Aren't you going Lucia?'

'I have to take care of the leader.'

Lucia gives me a reproachful look, but I can't help it since I can't relax well without an escort.
In the first place, you haven't really complained about it so far, have you?

But it would be immature to point that out.

'You might get attacked at the inn. ......'

'Because you're doing something that could lead to a ...... raid.'

Sven says with a subtle expression. 'It's a terrible rumor. He looked at Tino, and Tino quickly averted his gaze.

'No, you're not. I assure you, I didn't do anything. It's the attacks that happen even when you're not doing anything.'

'............ huh?'

Lucia sighs deeply.
Lucia must know that I'm harmless, so it's probably a sigh of resignation to the fact that I'm just there to cause misery.

But this time, I'm okay. Sven and the others are here, and we've got the area completely covered.
My sister fox, who I thought I'd abandoned in the desert, has arrived, but she's obsessed with fried tofu.

So I decided to change the atmosphere. So I decide to change the atmosphere. I show her my best story.
I smiled and told her to keep it to herself.

'Yes, Sven. There's actually a real one of me in town.'

'What about ......?'

'Well, you know how they say there are three people in the world who look exactly like you? The moment I met you, I became a fan. And you know what, even your friends look like you.'

What? Brother? What about me? I wouldn't say that! I won't say that!

Lucia's face turned red as she denied it, but they did have the same name, right?
You said you don't have a second name yet, so if you take that into consideration--''

'That must be the Lucia of the past.

Lucia was precocious and was only attached to me for a short time, and she wasn't that bad, but there was definitely a time when she was like that,......?
What? I'm sure there were times like that.

It's a great way to make sure you're getting the most out of your vacation.

It's a great way to make sure you're getting the most out of your vacation.



'Nii-san? Next time, I'll make you a frog, okay?'

Oh, no. I'll be turned into a frog.

'Anyway, Sven, you should definitely go see him. If you tell him I told you, he'll be happy to sign your book. And while you're at it, check out the rest of the band.

'............ Mastera......, why are you so excited about ......?'

Tino says with a dumbfounded look on his face, but of course ...... Tino would laugh if he met a look-alike.








What's going on here?

The self-proclaimed "seer" Cool Saiko couldn't hide his confusion at the unexpected turn of events.
Next to him, the self-proclaimed "spectacular" Zuly was equally bewildered.

'Gya-ha-ha-ha, this is definitely the real deal!

'Sven, it's rude to laugh so much.

Krei Andrich.
Besides being a genius hunter who reached level 8 at a young age, he was also the master of a major clan, the Footprints of the Beginning.

And the group that had suddenly arrived were members of the Footprints of the Beginning.

Cool Psycho is the brain of the party.
When the Strange Freaks were formed, information about the Ghosts of Sorrows had been thoroughly investigated.

A tall man standing in the front. The hunter with the black and gold gear is none other than Sven Anger of the Stormtrooper, a man with two names.

For treasure hunters, a name is a source of pride.
The act of calling oneself a name that looks exactly like another is almost as gray as possible, and if the other party is a short-tempered hunter, he could be killed.

But what about this reaction?

Instead of getting angry in front of a man who is pretending to be a Clan Master (although he is not), he claps his hands and is happy.

'Real? What are you talking about? I'm--I'm definitely real.'

'That's great, big brother, you're cool! You're the best! You're more real than the real thing!

Krahi says it proudly. He had the air of a hero that only the real one could have. The real thing is the real thing, but it's a real fool.

Lucious, who knew him to be a fake but was still fascinated by him, screamed in yellow and hugged him.

The thief girl with the red ribbon standing next to Sven quickly averted her gaze.

'Lucia's sister ......, poor .......'

'Hmm? What did you say to me?

'No, I didn't!

The bandit girl quickly hid behind Sven as the daredevil Lusia, who seemed to have gotten involved with the real thing.
Krahi looked around at the group with his staff in hand.

'So, who are you guys? Your appearance - it's obvious you're not ordinary. You can hide it, but you can't fool my eyes!

If there was one weakness of Krach Andrich, it would be that he doesn't see much of his surroundings.

Having fought solo for so long, he knows very little about the other hunters. That's why he didn't feel uncomfortable at all when Kool and the others came close to him.

Incidentally, Krach Andrich seems to be his real name. His family register also existed.
It was a complete coincidence. Krai is almost the same age as Klach, and there is no way he could have imitated his name.

But what could the real one be thinking?

When he heard that Krahi had met the real one, Kool thought it was time to move on. But instead of denouncing him, the real one seems to have let him go.

It's said that the Thousand Transformations boast of their deviousness. Perhaps he saw that Krach's deception was unintentional, but even so, this is a strange response.

Does this mean that all skilled hunters who are recognized as high level hunters are odd?
It's not possible, but looking at Krahi, I can't tell what's true.

Sven Unger made a serious face at Krahi's pretentious words and said.

'We're members of the clan you created.

'What ............?

Krahi's eyes widened.

It's not 'what', you idiot. You didn't create a clan!

It's true that a talented treasure hunter can easily become the talk of the town. Reputations can take on a life of their own, or they can be given a nickname, or a fan club, or a bounty on their head, but it's impossible to be the master of a clan you haven't created.

But Krahi looked down at his palms and muttered.

'I'm ...... not sure when I made a clan?

'Huh! Yeah! Oh, big brother, that's great!


Look, even that Rusha is confused!

Krahi has often been mistaken for the real Krei Andrich.
He's used to being praised for deeds he didn't do. I've even been mistaken for one by the Explorers Society.

Yeah. My real demeanor and ability to be a fake has blown away any doubts.
It's bad enough that he thinks he's the real thing.

'Yes, a picture! Let's take a picture, Marietta, bring your camera!

'Sven, you're playing too many tricks on .......'

At Sven's command, the mage beside him ran.

Apparently, the real thing thought Cool and the others were just a prankster or a fan group. That's true.

Kulahi is smiling briskly, surrounded by members of a clan he doesn't remember creating. He's too big.

Then, Sven quickly looked at Kool. The sharp look in his eyes, reminiscent of a bird of prey, took his breath away.

'Hey, you're Luke, right? Where's Sitri?'

'............ Ctry's out right now. She's an alchemist.'

I'm sure she's peddling fake potions right now.
The Lowest Mountain is the lowest.

'Anthem?

No. They're no match for the real thing.


Or is it better that the real Luke didn't show up? Even the seer couldn't have foreseen this turn of events.

Cool Psycho replied, feeling like a bandit being interrogated.


'............ now recruiting'.