The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

The competition to jump on the branches ended with Ciel winning.

Sora and Flem seem a little uncomfortable, but you enjoyed it. I'm in a good mood.

"Time to go home"

"Right."

"I kind of changed my mind a lot in one day today"

Tilt your neck to Mr. Ashley's words.

I wonder what that means?

"I was here to set a trap, but this was the first time I'd seen Ivy and Sola play"

"Yes."

Was I?

But even when I was setting the trap, Sora and Flem were free to play.

Oh, was Mr. Ashley desperate for Ciel?

"Tamer was amazing. No, is Mr. Ivy amazing?"

"Ivy must be amazing"

Looking at the two of you seems to mean it, but you have no idea what's amazing about me.

"Pu?"

"What's going on?

Sora stares at Mr. Ashley as she turns her gaze to Sora's voice.

Don't do anything about this?

When I look at Mr. Ashley, I'm talking to Mr. Druid and I haven't noticed.

Should I be careful with this?

What should I do?

"Pu!"

Oh, he's gone.

Sora jumps for her head as she approaches Mr. Ashley at once.

I was surprised at that. Mr. Ashley tried to back off, and he fell.

"Ahhh."

"Whoa, Sola. It's too early for him."

"Pu ~"

"What, what is it?

Though Mr. Ashley is in a hurry, Mr. Druid and Sola relax to talk.

With that said, Mr. Druid can hang out with Sola now, too.

"Mr. Ashley, are you okay? Sora's a little... I just missed it"

It would be rude to say you made fun of me or toyed with me, wouldn't you?

"Ha, really?

Mr. Ashley tilts his neck when he sees Sola, who looks like she's having a lot of fun.

Mr. Druid laughed bitterly at my words.

"Now, do you really want to go back? I don't even play Sola."

"Pu ~"

I'm here at your feet. Hold up Sola.

With that said, what happened to Sol?

Look around and look at Mr. Druid's head.

I have a sol buried in my hair.

Were you there the whole time?

"Hmm? Sol?

"Yeah. You're asleep."

"That's right. It's tangled in my hair and I can't take it off."

tangled in your hair?

Ask Mr. Druid to bow his head and look at Sol.

True, for some reason there's something protruding out of Sol's body, and his hair's tangled up in it.

"Sol, shall we go back to the bag? I'm going back to the village."

"Pefu?"

I'm going back to the village. I want you in the bag.

"Pefu."

When it rings like that, the protrusion disappears and comes out of my hair.

Hold Sol up and put him in the bag.

"There was a protuberance and it was tangled."

"I knew it. I knew something small was popping up when I touched it."

"Sol still has a lot of secrets."

"Right."

I wonder how far I can find out.

Looking forward to it.

Back in the village, the festive aftertaste has already disappeared and returned to everyday life.

There are still a few adventurous and aristocratic people out there, but that's also diminishing every day.

"Today, it was fun. Thank you."

I also thank Mr Ashley for his words.

He said he was going to meet Tamer he knew from now on.

I hope things work out, but I wonder what happens.

Wave and drop Mr. Ashley off.

"I hope it works"

"Right. If you have any insistence as Tamer, you will listen. You wouldn't be able to do it without me."

Sounds pathetic to me that demon is contracting with someone who doesn't have the hold of being Tamer.

"Oh, Lord Foronda."

"Hmm? True."

There was Lord Foronda and several men at the end of his gaze.

The men, other than Lord Foronda, seem to enjoy themselves, but he is somewhere flashy.

Is something wrong?

Oh, I noticed this way.

Excuse me, I have business to attend to.

"What! But"

"Something?

Oh, Lord Foronda's scary smile appeared.

That's powerful.

"You're the smile of someone standing on top of people. Shut up around you in a flash."

"Right."

Lord Foronda, who broke up with the men, raises his hand toward us.

"Hello"

"Hello, something's wrong"

Lord Foronda sighs loudly at Mr. Druid's words.

Looks like I'm really tired of something.

"Yeah, it fits their bragging story for about an hour."

"Hahaha, that's"

Mr. Druid smiles bitterly.

"Besides, it's like I think it's definitely not the way they handle it, right? Are you a fool or a piece of junk, such as flaunting and bragging about the handles of adventurers at all"

Lord Foronda is black today.

"I heard that stopping in the middle of the conversation was going to be a lot of trouble, but I was getting worse and worse... and it was hard to get better. How many times have you thought about shutting your breath up?"

Did it make sense to reword it now?

"Lord Foronda, it's a lot of waste."

Lord Foronda with shoulders to my words.

Well, if we could just breathe, okay?

"Excuse me, Mr. Ivy has a lot to show me when I was in town, so I lost my mind."

"Fine. Lord Foronda works too hard. Breathing is important."

"That's what you're gonna say, it's gonna be sweet,"

Is that it?

What happened to the escort?

There have been people who have been protecting Lord Foronda since we were chasing criminal organizations.

When I was with him, it didn't go black this far.

"We're not together this time."

I looked around, so I thought I realized I was looking for someone to escort me.

"Really?

"Yeah, I'm married. I'm traveling with my wife now."

Marriage!

Was it?

"Say 'Congratulations'"

"Okay. I'm relieved now that his marriage was delayed because he was my escort with a lot of problems. I've kept my wife waiting forever."

Lord Foronda must have had a rough time because he was fighting alone.

Anyone who escorts someone like that must have had a tough time after all.

"Oh, I need to ask you something, okay?

Lord Foronda nods at Mr. Druid's words.

"Is there anything in Lord Foronda's town that is losing its ability to dispose of garbage?

"Oh, is that a problem? I've been a troubled species for a long time, but you've improved a little."

"What! Really?

Wow, you already know the solution.

Mr. Druid says trust matters, but there are other possibilities.

I need to listen to you and tell Mr. Ashley.

"Ratlua and the captain are re-educating the Tamers"

Hmm?

How could Mr. Ratlua?

And the re-education of Tamers?

"Um, what is re-education? And why would Mr. Ratlua do that?

"Anything. Ratlua says she knows an amazing Tamer. When he saw the relationship between Tamer and the demon, he came up with a solution to the garbage problem."

"I see."

Mr. Druid takes a glimpse of me.

Hmm?

Me?

"It's re-education, but they say trust between Tamer and the demon is important to solve it. So Tamer says he starts by learning about the demons he's taming."

Trust, after all?

"At first there was a backlash against Rattleua without Tamer skills, but the skilled Tamers supported Rattleua. So there was a gradual change in Tamers, and with that, it improved a little bit."

"Trust is still important."

"Sounds like it. I intend to report this at the next Lords' Meeting. I don't know how far it will improve, but it's better than nothing. Every village and town, even the Wang capital, had its head on this issue."

Trust really matters.

Sola and the others are in there, gently stroking the bag from the top.

Re-education... that?

It's like I saw the word re-education somewhere.

Oh, I did say in Mr. Ratlua's fax, "I want to talk about Ivy's relationship with Sola in Tamer's re-education. I promise I won't give you a name, will you give me permission?"

You gave me permission without thinking deeply about if I don't give you a name.

I totally forgot.