The Cat Freak is Reincarnated as a Cait Sith

~Tulip's Perspective~

"I'm so useless." (Tulip)

I muttered to myself.

I have never been good at anything. I had a huge amount of mana that I can use to cast spells, but I am unable to cast any spells. Elder Hugo didn't want to give up on me but my constitution was quite rare. I had the mana of an elf but the Hornkin's affinity towards body enhancement magic and skills. The only way I could fight is by using weapons or my body.

If only I have the combat ability and finesse most Hornkins are born with despite their looks.

"I'm so clumsy... I couldn't even hunt and not destroy the monsters... I'm so useless." "Maybe Sir Victor can help me." (Tulip)

I was ready to bear the burden of destroying the other hunters' hard work. I know they will feel sad, but I'd rather they be disappointed than lose any of them. But after witnessing Sir Victor... I feel like I have a chance to fight alongside the others.

Cait Siths are not known for fighting using magic not weapons. They command spells that could level a whole city. Summoning a [Firestorm] that would even burn its targets' ashes and turn the land to glass, a wide encompassing [Tempest] that would target kingdoms.

But Cait Siths are also known as wise Sages that would share knowledge with people. They have been known as Kingmakers. Ancient kings and queens have been mentored by Cait Siths. They don't care about your status or race. Ancient countries have been made by their guiding paws.

"I'll make sure to try to appeal to Sir Victor. I might soon be able to fight properly or learn to cast spells." (Tulip)

"---Hey Tulip!!!" (Hunter)

Suddenly a hand was tapping my shoulder. And a black-furred wolfkin hunter was talking to me. The face of his younger self overlapped with his older self.

He must have thought I was sleeping when I wasn't talking back. I'm so ashamed.

"I'm awake!" (Tulip)

"I can see that, but I've been trying to get your attention. However, you've been muttering to yourself while looking at the surrounding" (Hunter)

"---I'm sorry." (Tulip)

Why am I so useless.

"Hey, I'm not mad. You're too serious. Relax you're always worrying about something. You're the best at what you do you know?" (Hunter)

"Bu-but. I can't help at all. Every time we go hunting, I can't help but mess up all the prey." (Tulip)

"*Sigh* Come on. Eat, for now, I can keep watch while you take a quick break." (Hunter)

He's just trying to make me feel better. They all are. He looked worried probably because he doesn't want to tell me I'm right.

My fellow villagers are too kind. I shouldn't trample on their kindness.

My words will prove nothing. I will get Sir Victor to teach me, and I will become a proper hunter. I won't make them worry about me anymore.

"Thank you! I'll be back soon I promise." (Tulip)

"Please relax. Promise me. You'll tire yourself from worrying." (Hunter)

"I-I promise." (Tulip)

"Then go ahead. The others can process the prey for now." (Hunter)

They are my childhood friends. Some of them I took care of when they are still babies, but now they are far more mature than me. I'm going to show you I'm a reliable adult.