142 Grind

She reeled in disgust when she saw the blood of the leopard splatter on his clothes. He wiped the Beast Core onto the fur of the leopard to clean it before tossing it at Lyra.

She quickly took a step back to dodge the core. She didn't want to even touch it. He shook his head when he saw this.

"I guess I expected this reaction. You're too noble for this," he said.

She retorted, "It's not my status that finds this act disgusting. You just punched the leopard's skull like a brute instead of easily taking out the core with a knife."

"Well, I can't really bring back the corpse because it's too heavy. It's easier if I just grab the core anyway. If I try to preserve the body and try to bring it, then I would have to carry it. It would be a better idea to just hunt another Magical Beast instead. On top of that, I never even learned how to cleanly cut out a Beast Core because-" he stopped talking.