Reincarnated as the Legitimate Son of a Duke Family's ~ Just Trying To Live Live My Life Normally, But Somehow I've Got a Harem?~

After having defeated our prey, we immediately returned on guard.

Even though we had learned this in school, we were told that these times are the most dangerous. When you think the battle is over, that’s when people are most likely to let their guard down. Plus, there’s the possibility of others trying to snatch our prey or us being targeted ourselves.

“…It seems we’re safe for now. It doesn’t look like there are any other companions nearby.”

“I haven’t sensed anything nearby either.”

“If that’s the case, then we should be fine.”

“It appears so.”

We exchanged glances with each other, and for now, we sheathed our weapons.

However, we’ve defeated our prey, but… isn’t it too big? It’s too large to carry it on the horses, and I have a bad feeling about this.

“In that case, let’s return to the fort. Before other creatures might get attracted by the smell of blood.”

“Yes, that’s a good idea. We were taught the same back in our kingdom.”

“That’s true, but how are we going to transport it? The smaller one is manageable, but what about the larger one? Is it possible?”

“Alex, let’s do our best.”

“So, it’s going to be like that?”

Thor gave me a look that indicated he had realized something. It seems my bad feeling was correct.

“Alex… I can’t believe you won’t ask us, the delicate ones, to carry it, right?”

“No, you’re not delicate. You’re curvy…”

“…Did you say something?”

“N-no! We’ll carry it!”

Dangerous, dangerous… I almost lost my life there. She seems to be concerned, but I think most girls prefer it that way.

“Well, that’s fine. But even if we carry it, we need to stop the bleeding first. Thor, please cauterize its neck with fire.”

“Understood. I’ll do it. Let’s go.”

Thor took out a burner from the luggage and cauterized the bleeding wound on the boar. This should stop the bleeding for a while and help preserve its freshness.

Meanwhile, we placed the smaller boar on a horse, and Serena and Merle kept watch on it.

In the midst of all this, Thor and I… exerted all our nascent energy to bear the burden. At present, we were carrying a Crazy Boar that exceeded two meters in length, both of us struggling.

“It’s… heavy!”

“This… thing is really tough…”

“Thor, put more strength into it!”

“Are you stupid?! I’m giving it my all! Don’t compare me to a freak like you!”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means exactly what it sounds like!”

“Hey, be quiet!”

“Sorry!”

In the end, we surrendered to that almost-tearful expression.

We continued to walk, and just before sunset, we managed to return to the fort. It seems the others will handle the rest for us, taking pity on our condition. So, Thor and I sat down right there.

“I’m… so tired.”

“Yeah, no kidding. You’re not like Alex, that’s for sure.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Don’t you notice? In terms of stamina, you’re on a completely different level from us.”

“Is that so?”

“Seriously, as always. And that’s probably why you have inherited the ‘infamous’ black hair.”

Oh, right, there was such a conversation. People with black hair naturally have a lot of nascent energy.

While having that conversation, the other two returned.

“Alex! Thor! You passed! And it’s a big one! They praised us for handling it so well, especially with the young one being so cautious.”

“That’s great. Well, it’s definitely thanks to Merle.”

“That’s true.”

“Was I really that useful?”