The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

Under the direction of the Deputy Commander, a large quantity of luggage is brought into the vault to go.

Due to the size of the building, the amount was higher than I thought.

The vigilantes are running around the building.

Hey, I'm sorry.

But this is also to protect the evidence paperwork and the money, and let's get it done.

No one questioned him, and he proceeded smoothly and the last box was carried into the vault.

The deputy commander and the captain confirm and lock the cage.

"Well, I know you're tired, but it's cleaning. Let's get this over with. Some guys are staying in this building today. Unless you can be dusty, but I don't like it."

Tired face members reach for cleaning tools with a bitter laugh.

Dust is scattered all over the room because we moved crates and shelves.

And the members and adventurers who are here now will surely be feathers sleeping all over the dust if they don't clean.

Exactly, even the people who are going through a lot don't seem to like it.

"Excuse me. Anyone?

I heard a voice from the front door, so I headed over, and Mr. Ratlua rushed after me.

"Come on! Not if you act alone!

"Oh, excuse me. Safe to be in the same building..."

"I'm glad you're relieved, but I need to be careful."

"Yes."

On the doorstep, two figures from the vigilante who decided there was a problem.

The moment I saw it, I grabbed Mr. Ratlua's clothes.

True, we need to be careful what we do.

"Whoa, that smells good. Could it be a plug?

In Mr. Ratlua's words, I notice that the entire front door is full of fragrant scents.

"Correct."

One of them had it in his hand, gave him a ton of paper bags to show him.

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's just gonna be a while now. I'm cleaning now."

"Is it cleaning? Have you moved your stuff yet?

A member of the group who does not have a paper bag stares behind the hallway and tilts his neck.

"Oh, I brought it all into storage. All we have to do is clean up."

I felt the expression of the two members subtly distorted by Mr. Ratlua's words.

It was a moment. I don't know.

"What's wrong with you?

"What, no. I don't know if there's anything because I'm a former merchant. Look at the gold eye thing."

"That's a shame. If there was, Margajra would be getting it."

"Margajra?

"Oh, the deputy commander and Margajra must have been checking everything inside."

"Heh, let's ask him later. Did you find anything?"

"If you find it, you can have it."

"Hahaha, good for that. Let me in, too."

I can see from the conversation between the two members that they came to check the contents of their luggage.

I know you're going to hide it well, but it looks like you're in a hurry because you've already been brought in.

With a little expression, the impatience was hidden.

Nevertheless, I am glad I left Mr Margajra to check.

Probably can mislead you through that.

However, the organization is moving fast.

"It was Ivy, wasn't it? It's gonna be tough, but don't worry, we're here."

Suddenly the story changes and one of the members speaks to me.

Plus my shoulders jumped a little, but I make a smile right away.

"Thank you. We have Mr. Borolda and Mr. Ratlua, so we're fine."

"Right. But if anything happens, we can count on you."

"Yes, then please"

Gaze firmly with the two, then lower your head once.

Each of them laughed at me with such a friendly look on his face.

A really sweet look if you don't know anything.

But I know, so I felt extra scared and something hit my back ran.

"Oh, you were here"

Turning his gaze to his voice, Mr. Borolda and Mr. Seiselk were walking over here.

There was a leader behind it, but I saw the members and wrinkled between my eyebrows.

He said he brought me a plug.

To Mr. Ratlua's words, the two members bow their heads gently.

"Thank you. There's an agrop in the back, go up and take it with you"

"Okay. Okay, excuse me. Ivy, see you later."

"Yes. Again."

... I don't want to see you if I can.

But I'm sure I'll see you again.

Head of the regiment with a sharp gaze at the members heading to the back.

"Be careful. Sounds like we're moving fast."

To Mr Borolda's words, the captain shrugs his shoulders.

"Besides, we decided to go back to the square."

I am a little surprised by what Mr Seiserque said.

As it is, I thought it would be something to spend time here.

Nevertheless, it helps because I want to calm down for once.

There's something about Sola.

"All you have to do... is Sifal, where are you?

I look around at Mr. Borolda's words, but I don't see Mr. Sifal.

"Bad. I got you back first. They might be coming back."

With that said, I may not have seen it since I was carrying luggage.

"Right, then I'll keep going back. Captain, for now, I'm going to show my face tomorrow morning."

"Oh, it's just possible that if anything happens, I'll go get it. Ivy, thank you for today."

"No, good luck. See you tomorrow."

Greeting the captain, he stroked his head just a little harder.

When I went outside, I was kind of filled with openness.

Probably because I've been nervous.

"Are you tired?

Mr. Ratlua taps his back gently with a pom.

"Just a little bit. I feel nervous all the time."

"Because you had a big part to play. It's possible he's still lurking around here, so we have to be careful."

Still, near the house where I used to call myself a former merchant.

I'm sure there's someone in the organization lurking.

That was too soon to get distracted.

"All right, we're going home today with a ladder of popular stalls ~"

Mr. Seiselk, who was leading the way, suddenly makes a declaration and goes back to the square.

In that direction is a place with dense stalls.

Apparently, there's no need to cook dinner.

I'm mentally tired today, so it helps.

Perhaps Mr. Seiselk has been spotted.

... No, even to Mr. Borolda and Mr. Ratlua.

"Ivy, shall I buy you something sweet too and go home? There's my push."

"Thank you"

Really good people.

Returning to the square, I see Mr. Sifal and Mr. Nouga.

With that said, Mr. Sifal and Mr. Nouga should have been monitoring the merchant's behavior.

I wonder why he was acting differently.

I don't see Mr. Marl Leak and Mr. Low Creek, but are you okay?

I should have gone to see what Mr. Tort and Mr. Marma did in the woods.

"Welcome home. Whoa, is that the guy from a popular store that's been delicious lately?

Mr. Sifal is happy to quickly check the contents of the paper bag.

Apparently, he's always in line, so he gave up.

"I'm going back to the tent for a moment"

Speak up so everyone can hear you, and enter the tent.

When I got Sola out of the bag, she started doing some tremendous laziness - vertical exercises.

Apparently, it was cramped in the bag.

"I'm sorry. Because I can't get it out of my bag for a while."

Sora bouncing lazily.

Kind of creepy in shape, but adorable.

Next to exercising, remove Sola's dietary potion from the velcro bag.

You've done your best today, so I've got five more than usual.

Keep it full of capacity, good.

Did you finish exercising, Sora, who covered herself in potion and started eating?

Looking at the potion that disappears all the time, there is a voice coming from outside the tent.

Mr. Marl Leak and Mr. Low Creek are back, so he wants to eat.

Hurry up, take the tea leaves and get out of the tent.

Mr. Ratlua was preparing hot water for me.

Tea for the number of people and sitting in a chair had spread the landscape that had become familiar in the past few days.

My heart lightened so much to the sight.