The lord would give a reward for defeating the disperser.
　In fact, no one would think of defeating a dispare unless they were given a reward.

　Like the Beast King, the furs of the dispatchers don't sell for a high price, and like the snatchers, they don't have access to special materials.
　In other words, they are the most powerful demon in the grasslands, but they are not the most suitable.
　It can be said that they are not worth the risk, but they have no real value.

　It is only a drunken human being who is foolish enough to risk their lives to exterminate such a monster.
　Ordinary mercenaries would be better off avoiding them and hunting other prey, while new recruits would be hunted to death the moment they encountered them.

　That's why the landlord would reward them for their achievements in defeating the disperser with a reward. If they didn't do so, the damage caused by the disperses would only increase.
　The proof of defeating such a dispare is its head. If you bring the head of a dispare to the guard's station, they will give you the head in exchange for a reward on the spot.

　However, there is no doubt that the head is quite heavy and large.
　In fact, even for the four dispairs that are actually dead in front of me, it's a pretty big size.
　Of course, it seems that Aldis is not bothered by such a level of luggage, but according to him, since he has other things to take back with him, he was planning to take it back to the city in several installments.

　That's where Greshe and the others come in.
　Aldis's proposal is, in a word, 'helping'.

　Although he has the ability to defeat multiple pairs of dispatches by himself, the amount of luggage a single person can carry is unknown.
　I'm not going to be able to get a good idea of what I'm going to be doing.
　Greshe and his friends don't want to fight again today, but it was a nice offer to earn some money by carrying luggage and skinning on the way home.

　The reward Aldis offered was better than the market rate, and if he would accompany me, it would be like a guarantee of safety on the way home.

''Alright, then, I guess we have a deal,''

　When both parties were satisfied with the amount of the reward, Aldis began to give instructions.

'In the meantime, Greshe and the others, cut off that guy's head and burn the cut on the fire. I'll go get the two bodies over there.

　Finally, after pointing to the magically skewered dispenser, Aldis himself walked towards the wreckage of the dispenser (mukuro) at a distance.

'Err, ....... This thing is dead, right?

　Conia points to the body of the dispatcher as she approaches fearfully.

'Do you want me to finish it off just in case?'

　Ralph says, but Greshet doesn't mind moving closer, "It hasn't moved since then, and it should be fine.

'Where do you want to stick the first stop?　To a full-body skewer.

It's true.

　Ralph, with a convincing look on his face, replied to Greshet's point.

'I won't feel safe until I cut his head off, though.

　Gio is concerned about the demon's vitality and stubbornness, but when Grechet immediately replies, "We're going to get close enough to cut off its head," there's no way to argue with him.

　Grechet and the others cautiously approach the dispatcher's wreckage, and after carefully checking its death, they begin to cut off its head.

''I wonder if these horns can't be used for something?

　Conia, who hadn't been on duty in the force, looked at the two long horns and muttered.

'What do you mean, like what?'

Uh, like, a weapon?

　Gio interrupted Conia and Greshet's conversation.

'If there was such a use for it, a blacksmith or weapons dealer would have bought it out long ago. Isn't it useless, or even if they did use it, wouldn't it be cost effective?

Okay.

　By the time the three men had done their best to cut off the heads and burn the cuts and stop the blood, Aldis had returned with two of the heads of the dispatchers.

　Including the one that had been attacked by Greshe and the others first, there were four in total. They split up and carried the heads of the dispatchers, and the five of them began to return to the city with Ardis leading the way.

''You said there are other prey, what does that mean?

　Gio questioned Aldis's back.

'I've been hunting the Beast King for a while now. It's a pain in the ass to take off his fur every time, so I keep it hid in one place.'

　To the curt Aldis' answer, was there ever a place in the meadow where you could hide?　Conia tilted her head.

'What?　Isn't that going to be raided by other mercenaries and demons?

It's hidden. It's not a problem.

　Eventually, after thirty minutes of walking, Aldis stops.

'Here,'

'Here it is,' said ....... I don't see anything, but are you sure this is the right place, Aldis?

　Greshe was right, where Aldis had stopped, there was a nondescript grassy landscape. The prey was nowhere to be seen.

'I told you it was hidden,'

　As soon as Ardis said it, the body of the prey emerged on the ground where there had been nothing before.
　It was as if underground water was seeping out of the ground, but since the object was not water, it was clearly an unusual sight.

''Yeah!''

　Greshe and the other four are completely unable to catch up with their understanding.
　From an unexpected direction came the lifeless figure of the Beast King - the king of the cat family, the top of the beasts. That's because it wasn't just one or two of them.

　At a quick glance, there were more than ten of them. A large number of lying Beast Kings appeared in front of Greshe and the others.

　The Beast King, as its name suggests, was the king of beasts.
　In this world, the creatures that avenge humans can be divided into two main types. Those are demons and beasts.

　What distinguishes them both? To tell the truth, it's not really clear.
　What is clear is that all demons are dangerous creatures that are ferocious and capable of fighting.
　As you can see from the fact that the disperser, the only demon in the grasslands, is given the name of despair, it has a power that can't be resisted with a little bit of skill.

　There are dangerous and non-dangerous beasts on the other side.
　There were carnivores that attacked humans as their prey, but on the other hand, there were herbivorous animals that were docile and could be used as livestock.

　What do we call a beast and what do we call a monster? No one knows the criteria or the line between the two.
　There might have been a clear line of demarcation in the prehistoric times, but nowadays it must have been lost.

　The Beast King is considered to be the most powerful of all the beasts that inhabit the grasslands.
　Its adult body is about two meters long. It hunts in groups, which is unusual for a feline animal.

　Its entire body is colored with black spots on a yellow background, and its distinctive feature is its blood-red eyes.
　Their agility alone surpasses even the dispersers, and they are definitely an opponent that new mercenaries do not want to encounter, after all.

　Of course, this is an opponent that Greshe and his team should avoid fighting as well.
　If they encountered them in the grasslands, they wouldn't hesitate to make an immediate escape before entering that hunting area.

　A large number of such beast kings are lined up in front of them as the result of the hunt.
　It's no wonder Grechet and the others are speechless.

''This ......, all of them were hunted by Aldis!

'No, no, there was some kind of lift out of the ground before that!　What's going on with that thing?

　Greshe glances at the amount of prey, and Gio questions Aldis about the sight of the prey floating around rather than the prey.

'Hmm?　Oh, ...... it's magic.

　Ardis says, turning away from him.

'Magic wow.'

　When Ralph heard that explanation, he was genuinely amazed.
　Even if he could use magic, what Ardis is doing is substandard karma, but from the eyes of non-magician eyes, there is no difference between ordinary magic and Ardis' magic being strange.
　Perhaps it was rather fortunate that none of Greshe and the others were able to use magic.

''Let's get on with it.''

　I have to strip off the pelts of more than ten Beast Kings. We don't have time to waste.
　At the sound of Greshet's voice, everyone began to work.

　The target of the Beast King is his sharp fangs and his entire body's fur. The tusks are prized as ornaments and amulets, while the fur is used to make warm clothes and carpets.

　Both beast kings were finished off with a single thrust of their swords from the throat, allowing them to be harvested in perfect, undamaged form as fur.
　They would probably sell for a considerably higher price compared to the pelts of the Beast King hunted by other mercenaries.
　It was not something that even a very skilled person would be able to do, to even think about stripping off the fur and stabbing the Beast King to death.

''I wonder how much it would be worth if it was all of these: ......

　Conia let out a deep sigh and said, followed by Ralph, who looked like he'd just bitten down on a bitter bug.

'That guy alone hunted all this ....... If I hadn't seen the fight earlier, I would have had a very hard time believing it.

　There were many Beast Kings, but by the time two hours had passed, all the collection had been completed.
　It was probably a good thing that the five of us worked together.

　However, on the way, he said, "I'm going out for a while. Keep going," Ardis, who had run off and said, "Keep going," returned five minutes later carrying the two Beast Kings, and everyone's open mouths were not closed.
　It would be a shame to have two Beast Kings come hunting for you with a light-hearted 'hey', as if you were leaving your seat during a drinking session.

　After harvesting two more pelts and tusks, Greshe and the others quickly took care of the remaining meat.
　They quickly gathered up the pelts and carried each of them on their own backs, and then hurriedly headed back to Thoria.

　We arrived in the city of Tria just as the sun was beginning to set.
　After paying for the pelts and tusks at the corner of the business district, Aldis's favorite trade fair, we moved directly to a nearby bar.
　It is still early in the day for a drunkard to roll up his picks. The inside of the tavern was almost completely rented out by Greshe and his friends.

''It sounds like it's more than we were told at first, is that good?''

That's okay. You're all set for it.

　When they arrived at the table, Greshe and the others loosened their cheeks as they received their reward from Aldis.

　The fur and tusk collection of the Beast King and the transportation to Tria. Three silver coins for each of the four of them for that much work.
　In addition, the money from the sale of Snatch's pelts and tailstones was also added to the money, and it was a great accomplishment for the actual half-day's worth of revenue that Greshe and the other new mercenaries earned.

''Then I'll take it.

　Greshe holds Aldis back as he finishes paying for his help and is about to leave early.

'Wait, since we're here, would you like to have a drink with me?　We'll take care of the payment here for your help.

It's nice of you to offer, but I've got people waiting at the inn. And I'm sleepy.

'Well, ....... Then you can thank me next time. We're at the Hatsuhuntei, so if you need help, give us a shout. If there is anything we can do to help you, we'll be happy to help you.

Yeah, I see. Hatsuchun-tei, right?　I'll remember that.

　Finally, Ardis smiled lightly and left the bar while raising his hand lightly.
　After seeing him off, Greshet and the others quickly ordered a few barley wine and shared a cup.

''May God bless our path!

May God give you mercy!

May God give you mercy!

May God give you mercy!

　Greshe and the others were taken aback in many ways and spent an intense day.
　As a result, they ended up earning several times their usual amount of money and got to know a strong mercenary named Ardis, but one false move and they were about to become the bait for the dispatchers in the grassland.

　That night, the four of them continued to hang out their cups, basking in their own good fortune, and fooling around until all but Gio were drunk.