The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

Get out of the dump and go back to the village.

"That's close."

Nodding at Mr. Druid's words.

Walk and you'll see, but the village is really close to the dump.

We can explore the signs all the time, but the people with the faint signs are hard to find.

If it moves, I can find it because the signs flow, but if that distance is short, I might miss it.

"The stronger the vigilante, the better off the adventurer. Trouble."

Take off the boulevard and walk towards the inn as people choose the sparse path.

"What do we do?

"Right, Sora and Flem have it as close as possible, and either me or Ivy are beside them. Sol has more free hands. I'll wait beside him. And put it in the bag as soon as someone gets close. I think this is about it when I say what I can do. It's important that we stay as close as possible."

Mr. Druid is right, I wonder if being beside him will make it right.

It narrows the scope of action, so don't make everyone feel cramped.

"Right."

"Let Ciel be beside you in a slime appearance too. With that said, it was quicker for Ciel to notice people's signs."

"Yeah."

If Ciel hadn't told me, I think I'd have been more delayed in responding.

"Ask Ciel and let me know if anyone comes"

"Okay, I'll do you a favor"

I was a little relieved that I decided on a rough response.

It's not perfect, but I guess we'll figure it out for now.

"All right! For now, I'm just gonna have to walk after Sola and Flem or Sol."

"Well, that's the thing. That said, some of the vigilantes noticed the magic."

"Yeah."

He said it was a great magic, so I'm sure he noticed Ciel's magic.

Even though Ciel, who has a lot of magic, had it hidden so that it couldn't be done outside the back of the woods.

How could they have noticed?

"Maybe he has magic detection skills."

"Magic perception skills?

"It's one of those rare skills. I can feel the magic I'm hiding. Depending on the number of stars, you can also measure strength and distance. You can count on me to be with you, but the other way around, it's troublesome."

You sure would be reliable if you were one of them.

"Well, the vigilantes are looking good. If you get suspicious, explain or give up the festival and leave the village."

"Yeah."

You have no choice but to do all this.

I wonder how much magic you perceived.

You said you did feel a great deal of magic.

"Is that it?"

"What's up?

"If you felt magic, why don't you check my bag?

Because Ciel slimes and is in the bag.

Or is the magic different from when Adandala slimes?

"If you say so, you are.... Nobody's coming after you, right?

"That's okay. I've been searching for signs so many times that I might have seen them, but they didn't follow us in any way."

All the vigilantes earlier had faint signs.

So I followed the signs with caution many times, but headed to the back of the woods, not the village.

So fine.

"Right."

Reminds me of a vigilante I met earlier, who noticed the magic.

He seemed genuinely worried about us going back to the village.

I don't think that's an act.

"In the meantime, we have to be careful."

"Right."

"Can Ivy feel the magic that Ciel hid?

"I can't do this."

With that said, how does everyone feel about magic?

I tried to read a book about magic, but it didn't help because it was all about compatibility with magic items.

I think it's hard to feel magic because of weak magic.

Probably.

"How does Mr. Druid feel about magic? I'm not sure."

"Don't you see?

"Yeah. If you don't mind, you won't even know if you have magic."

"That would be so"

"What?"

"There are magic items in town that contain magic. It would be hard to live if you felt them one way or the other. That's why it's like that, except for sensitive people."

"Really?

"Oh, it's there and it's a natural thing, so I don't recognize it unless I'm conscious. How about in the woods?

Mori?

Sure don't feel magical with me when I read the signs.

With that said, I feel I naturally understand what strength demons I am at that time.

Does that mean you unconsciously felt magic and figured out strength?

"When you feel signs, you can see the strength of nature and demons."

"Then there's no problem. That's how normal it is."

Oh, my God. Really?

"Some adventurers can't feel magic at all, just as I can't feel any signs at all."

"Eh, that looks tough"

I can't believe I know the strength of demons by magic, but I don't know that.

I wonder how you're dealing with that?

"One of the legendary adventurers had someone who couldn't feel the magic. He was such an amazing researcher that he was told there was nothing he didn't know about demons and animals. Probably compensated for not feeling magic by accumulating knowledge."

I see, were you responding to demons by using information in your knowledge rather than looking at and judging the demonic powers in front of you?

Awesome.

Even though there are a great number of demons and animals.

"I don't know if it's true, but they say I'm the first person to write a book about demonic ecology"

"Amazing. You're famous because you wrote a book?

"No, it's famous because the demon sword judgment the person manipulated was amazing. He's one of the admirers of adventurers."

Devil's sword?

"Did the adventurer have magic?

You can't feel magic, but you have magic?

"I just can't feel it, they say the person's magic was pretty high"

Yes, it is.

I thought you couldn't feel it because you had a little magic.

Oh, isn't that right?

If it was that idea, I'd be someone who couldn't feel the magic either.

Kind of a strange thing about magic.

There are no shops around here.

Mr. Druid looks around, so we look around together.

I was exploring the village off the boulevard, but apparently the store was interrupted.

"Right. Time to go back to the inn?

"Do you? When you get back to the inn, let's not make a trap until dinner. In the meantime, let's make the usual strength trap and see how it goes"

"Sounds fun, huh?

"Oh, fun"

"I need to fax it before I do that"

"Oh, so am I. I can't help it. I'll write it down properly."

I wonder about that.

Mr. Druid's father may be fine, but his mother and sister-in-law are going to stick him in.

With that said, I'd like to introduce you to Mr. Sarpent, but you can't.

Looks like someone reads fax.

I don't have a choice.

………………

"Go away"

"" I'm coming ""

Head to the commercial guild while being dropped off by the innkeeper, Mr. Chickal.

The plan for today is to go around to the dump next time you send a fax and follow the Sols' meal and end up setting a trap.

The place to set it up is very important to increase the success rate of the trap.

I wish I could find a good place.

"With that said, what's going on?

Mr. Druid asks, tilting his neck.

I'm sure you wrote about the Sarpents or you want to ask.

"I just wrote," I met some new people in the back of the woods. "

"Right. I can't write like that."

"Yeah."

I can't write that we all traveled the woods on top of the Sarpents.

Even though it doesn't have to be that, it's a rumor.