Weimeng calmly reiterated:
"That's right. What Oko said is exactly what I'm thinking. One day, we'll all have to bid farewell to our identities as Hunters—perhaps decades from now, perhaps only a few years from now. So it's always good to make preparations in advance."
Oko turned the question back on him with a curious expression.
"Then, as the one who started this topic, what are your own thoughts?"
Without a moment's hesitation, Weimeng answered:
"Hehe, to be honest with you, if I retire someday in the future, maybe I'll go back to the countryside and open a farm, living peacefully off the land."
At this, Oko and the others all revealed astonished expressions.
"Huh?"
"The countryside? A farm? Farming?"
"Are you seriously saying that? You're the one among us who loves city entertainment the most!"
Weimeng responded as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Of course I'm serious. I was born in the countryside, after all. If I hadn't awakened my nightmare, I would've inherited my father's mill years ago and rightfully owned a piece of land of my own!"
Firona asked in bewilderment:
"So after retiring from the Hunter Corps, you plan to pick up your old dream again and go back to the countryside to spend your old age?"
Weimeng nodded in admission.
"Yeah, that's more or less it. Of course, the prerequisite for everything is still money!"
"Once my current assets have multiplied a few more times, I'll build a huge estate back home, bring my mother and little sister over, and hire a whole bunch of servants to help us farm!"
"Still, that's what I think now. Who knows, maybe I'll have other ideas later on!"
Upon hearing this, Erigat's lips curled upward despite himself.
"Heh, Lord Weimeng of the country