Event Quest:Year of the Wildest Boar:VN:2-2

[Translated by Kukuru]

Chapter 1 Part 2

Location: Kamata Technical Junior College

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UuuuRAAAAAAAAAH!!

Doryaaaaaaaaaah!!

For a hero who has stood against 100,000 troops, they might not show this kind of vigor.

That angry roar trembles the earth, that enthusiasm melts steel.

Gullinbursti and Amatsumara both cut loose that much of their spirit alone.

In regards to that -

Nigerose... Waaa-

The target which the spirit was directed to became very relaxed.

Frantically trying to escape from inside the workshop, they scatter the mess everywhere and left in an instant.

What's left was a ransacked workshop, and figures of two people not running out of breath.

Hah...... You weren't all talk after all. You put up a great fight, lad.

I'll take back what I said. Lemme apologize for looking down on you as being weak. That was rude of me.

That body of yours is truly the "work of a craftsman." If you're interested, can I toy around with you next time?

Thanks. It makes me very happy to be praised for the work of a dwarf and my forging.

I don't know if I can ever return to the land I originally was. But, I would like this place to do maintenance on me.

Aw, come on! They left behind a huge mess! Hey, Grandpa Amatsumara! We should get cleaning!

Oh? No, I couldn't possibly ask you...... Are you fine with handling everything here?

Yeah, I'm fine with doing it. You see, I just can't stand it when things are left untidy.

2 options
Lemme help, Agyou.	Work hard, Agyou!
Thanks, [Player]. But, I can handle this just fine. Other than that, you need to find a way to get Gullinbursti home, and find the cause of those Dust Slimes. Isn't that the job of a guild master?	HEY, SHOW YOU'RE IN THE POSITION TO HELP!

But, that sword...... Why did you not mention that it belonged to your master?

You want to know as well......?

This is what was left behind to me by the Chief. Chief did not hold onto this sword and fell on the battlefield.

To my best knowledge, this weapon is far beyond my means of using it. When the Chief held it in their hand, this blade shined even more.

I can't draw half of the power from this sword. It's not compatible with my "Role" ......

Gullinbursti then hanged his head.

A sword handed down to him from his master. Being unable to handle it himself, he groans in frustration.

...... Gramps. This man wants to return to his own world. Do you know if there's any way of doing it?

To ask such a question, do you not know who summoned you in the first place?

It'd be easy to have an idea on how, but...... No, there's no possible way right now.

Even if there were, it would be a complicated issue. I do not know about it well.

Is that...... so.

There are many things to leave behind in the original world. There is possibly no way of wanting to go home.

I understand how it feels to be impatient. But for now, you'd want to search for your master, the one who summoned you.

Why not take a good look around this world at least once? Maybe you will find the reason behind your summoning.

Well......

And then, Gullinbursti looks at [Player].

He felt he heard his master's voice, however, that turned out to be a misunderstanding.

Could it truly have been a misunderstanding however? Did he make a mistake in hearing his master's voice?

Although he is composed, Gullinbursti was still confused.

[Player] feels they should make sure that someone is still around.

At the same time, he thinks of the world where he spent time with his master.

After the war of twilight where Gullinbursti lost his master, he went on without knowing what happened to Yggdrasil.

3 options
Don't get so serious.	You are who you are.	I'll stay by your side.
		[Player]....... I give up...... When you say that to me, I feel like a spoiled child. I hate being treated like a weakling. But, it's weird...... I lose strength when you talk to me.

The Chief often said that to me too.

I think it's because I always run around places, I tend to be alone, and I can't make jokes.

In case of an emergency, Gullinbursti can stay in our guild if he wants!

What......?

It's because you're strong, Gullinbursti! You'll protect everyone in the guild, right?

[Player] is always doing reckless things.

If Gullinbursti sticks around, he'll keep you safe even if I can't protect you!

Oh, we're not forcing you though! I'm sure we can find a way to get you home......!

Gullinbursti slightly raises the corners of his mouth, making an awkward smiley face.

With his big, coarse hand, He gently pets Agyou's soft and fluffy head.

That's not a bad offer. I'll think about it.

Have you finished taaaaaalking? The presence is getting stroooonger.

The Dust Slimes that fled from heeeeere seems to be all gethering in another plaaaaace.

Geh?! Seriously!? Let's hurry, [Player]!

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2 options (Same Response)
Temujin?	Are you hurt anywhere?

...... No.

I was merely dozing off for a minute. I was reminded of those nostalgic days.

My reign existed together with countless trechery. Consequently, Temujin despises and truncates it.

On the other hand, there is one thing among the many trechery. Something that seizes my heart and does not let go.

There is only but one trechery, preciously etched into my heart. Because of that, I swear to not have another ally in my lifetime.

...... Seeing what shines in your eyes, I strongly remembered it, that nostalgia.

That's right, you did not lose interest in me.

...... It's decided, sworn ally. This time, let me declare that you will stay in my Ordu.

This time, I shall make you say the words you have never said back in our home world.

It is because it is difficult to attack when I attack. That is the way a wolf of the steppes lives.

Having calmly made his remarks, Temujin boarded the taxi that Tsathoggua called.

The taxi heads to the next location, as nobody pointed out his facial expression where he vaguely scowled.