The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

Write your signature on all the paperwork.

The amount is the amount, so they're transferring it to the account.

Good.

If they hand it to me, I won't be able to get out of this room because I'm scared.

They're going to make the transfer by the end of the day, so they asked me to check my account in a few days.

Honestly, I'm afraid to look at the account.

I'd like to keep it calm without touching it, but it doesn't seem to work either.

"Okay."

"Call me as soon as you have a problem with the amount, don't ask me"

"Yes."

"With that said, you're going on a journey with the Druid, aren't you?

"Yes, because when Mr. Druid went with me, he told me"

"Right. Thank God."

"What?"

When I look at Mr. Gilmouth, he has a very gentle look.

"He's been suffering all alone. Even when you're laughing, you seem sad somewhere. That sounds like real fun when you're with Ivy. I don't know, I finally found a place... hard to put it into words though. I think Ivy's a support for him."

Support......

"I'm supported by Mr. Druid, too. Or so."

"You say?

"He's my father."

"Buh, Dad? Hahaha, right. Family."

Yes, to me, Mr. Druid has become like a family.

It's like watching me when I start something and giving me a hand softly if I get lost.

My dear, dear father.

"Don't ask me about the Druid. He's my dear best friend."

"Yes. That's something wrong. Even though I take care of you."

"No, it looks more like the Druids are taking care of you from the outside"

"No way!

"Hahaha, yeah. There would have been something blue in the fruit we've been harvesting in the back of the woods, wouldn't there?

"Yes. It's something you bought me pretty high, isn't it?"

"Oh, those are items that are traded anywhere for a fair price. There may be fluctuations in medicine and fruit. You should focus on that fruit if you want to harvest it. It should be a steady income."

The price of the medicine fluctuates.

You didn't know.

It's a fruit that has a slightly unique flavour, isn't it?

I don't know what to say, it didn't just taste sweet. It tasted a bit distinctive.

I didn't like it.

"Thank you for letting me know. We'll reap it when we find it."

Must have harvested quite a bit behind the woods.

If you don't want to strain Ciel, let's explore the back of the woods just a little bit.

With that said, you don't know the name of that blue fruit.

Even in the store, I've never seen him.

"Gilmouth!"

I thought I'd hear it, but the voice calling Mr. Gilmouth from outside the room.

I guess I'm busy.

"Okay, I'm on this. Thank you."

"No, I'm sorry I'm late. 'Cause I'm sure I'll be here by the end of the day."

Seems Mr. Gilmouth cares more than I do.

Mr. Gilmouth stops activating the magic item as he tries to get out of the room.

Outside the room, a beautiful woman stood with a slightly angry look.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Be late."

"What! No, no. It's not your fault. Never mind."

When the woman says so, she enters the room with a large strand with the door open.

"Wow, aluminum. You, kid!

"What about the kids? It's not! I told you to report any problems, didn't I? I was relieved you didn't say anything, but you said the job was piling up and you made mistakes!

"No, because"

"It's not because! It is at times like this that I have to turn my work around without problems. You can't calm down and raise a child without the town being decent enough to raise the child properly! I told you many times before I got the day off. If you can't, tell them to call me as soon as possible!

Apparently, Mr. Gilmouth's assistant.

Did you hear the rumors or notice the problem?

In the meantime, Mr. Gilmouth will be fine with this.

"I told the back of Gilmouth that I couldn't go home for a few days. You can't go home until you've finished your accumulated work!

"Oh, my God, aluminum!

"What...?

"Hih... no. Nothing, sir."

Gently move away from the room and out of the guild.

Near the door, two adventurers were talking.

I tried to get by right away.

"Was that such an amazing potion?

I stopped because I was talking about potions.

"Oh, that was an awesome potion. Me, I thought I was gonna die from being hit as hard as I wanted in the corner of Gulbal. Consciousness, wandering around. I was surprised when I noticed that the wound was treated and there was no bleeding aftermath."

"Huh? You don't know what happened?

"Actually, it is. Because I was completely unconscious."

"What the hell is that!

"You won't have a choice. He was bleeding badly."

"Then you don't know anything about potion?

"No, I saw it"

"Seen it?

"Oh, it was probably the last guy who was judged to be the most badly injured and helpless. I saw him drinking all the remaining potions for that guy's treatment. It was glowing, that potion."

"Glowing potion? Never heard of it."

"At first, I didn't know what I was giving you to drink. But I'm sure he'll be dead in a few seconds, and he'll be up in a while. You were surprised then. The hole in her belly was blocked, and the amount of bleeding was less than half blue and white, but she had a normal complexion."

"Really? No matter how much awesome potion I've never heard of it."

"So I told you first, it was an awesome potion I've never seen!

"Okay, so don't yell at me! Do you mean. You used that potion on us a lot. Surely someone called Master was the potion you had, wasn't he?

"Oh, you didn't answer me in detail when I asked, but I'm pretty sure it's my master's potion."

"Right. You're a benefactor."

"Oh, a benefactor. On this assignment, I ran for shield after I found out I had a good chance of dying. So when I came back to town alive, when I saw my family's face, I almost cried."

"I cried when I saw you."

Shield?

But it should have been about the people who would be your shield to make the mission a success.

Peek softly into the faces of the two.

We're both still young adventurers.

After finding out that one of them has a good chance of dying, you're a shield?

I almost cried a little, I move my legs a lot more endurance.

"Did you cry?

"I'm really crying"

Two laughs can be heard from behind.

Glad Sora's potion helped.

Gently stroke the bag you are raising from your shoulder.

When I said thank you in my heart, the bag rocked a little pully.

"Thanks, Sola, Flem"

I still want to speak up and say it right.

Whispering in a whisper so you can't hear yourself around, a bigger pull comes from the bag earlier.

And it warms my heart.

Today I will give you lots of potions, swords, and stones of demonic stones that are out of magic.