One of the most iconic mythical creatures, the unicorn.

Although classified as a monster, unlike typical hybrids that blindly chase after instincts, enjoying indiscriminate slaughter, unicorns aren’t like that.

They have their own set of rules, and they tend to be quite docile. Treating them the same way as other monsters is a misconception.

The term ‘monster’ itself is something humans have created.

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[I see.]

But they can have a bit of a temper. Sometimes they’re calm, but at other times, they show their ferocity.

‘Was that the case?’

Nodding to the researcher’s explanation, I tilted my head inwardly, unsure.

At least the unicorns I’ve encountered have always been calm. I’ve never met one that showed its temper.

Perhaps it’s because my magical affinity matches well with them.

No, if I think about how they went so far to come all the way here... maybe that’s the answer?

‘This is troublesome.’

Whatever the reason, this wasn’t exactly a situation I welcomed.

Originally, I had planned to meet the unicorns quickly before the winter break ceremony and, if possible, bring back a unicorn’s horn.

Not the horn growing from their forehead.

Unicorns shed their horns several times in their lives, and last time when I observed them, I found horns scattered all over the place.

They were scattered around places like the edges of grasslands or corners of thickets, or even neatly piled in the nests that the unicorns built for themselves…

I had already checked that these high-quality materials would be scattered around outside, ready for collection.

I was planning to ask for permission from the unicorns and take a few, but...

* Boom!

* Frrr...

* Boom!

* Boom!

* Frrr...

* Frrr...?

* …

* Sniff sniff…?

* Frrr…

* Frrr…!

* Frrr...

* …Frrr!

* Frrr...?

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