Helping with Adventurer Party Management

A few days later, the Easter Festivals, once again gathered in the church, seemed to wonder why they had been called.

"Hello, I see you again"

I said I said hello, but I frowned and I just looked at this one.

I have no choice, so I'll start with the good news.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I spoke with Nicolo the other day, and the priest was very pleased with the results you have achieved in a short period of time. We continue to encourage you to say,"

When I told him that, I saw a delightful color on the faces of the Festivals. To them, the evaluation of the Nicolo Priest seems to be important.

Because of this, keep telling the good news.

"This is a gift from me. Example (case) Please accept it as a souvenir to complete the course of study."

Signal Sarah and have her give you three crates one at a time.

The festivals compliment me on, "Well, a bribe, that's just a civilian boost..." I urge you to open the box on the spot.

The Festivals seemed a little reluctant to open the box in front of me for bribing them, but they removed the crate lid while making noises with Goso.

"... what, this?

"Shoes. Guardian's shoes, so to speak, are the most prestigious for the city's adventurers. It's expensive, isn't it?

and expensive.

"Hmm. Are they expensive shoes? Gratefully received. But when we work in church, we have enough leather sandals. It is strictly admonished to wear the luxury of Christmas..."

Etc., and since the festivals showed signs of reluctance in the pattern, I pass on another good news.

"What are you talking about? We're going to get out of the city and actually go all the way to the countryside to make a plan. If you don't wear shoes, you're gonna step through pointy stones on the street and be left by a bunch of demon wolves, right?

That being said, I enjoyed the way the Festivals were pleasantly surprised for a while.

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Zakuzaku and the gravel at your feet make a rhythmic noise.

People walk. Step on the stone. The stone rings. People keep walking and the streets keep playing music.

The sun is in Jomtien and keeps illuminating the people on the road.

But some of them have no difficulty in the grace of the sun.

"... it's Kenji."

"What is it, Master Clemente?" I answer as I walk.

"Don't you have a carriage?

"There isn't. You're young, so why don't you use your own feet?"

Me and Sarah, Kilik the escort, and the three midwives were on foot, trampling the gravel road down the street to the pre-arranged countryside.

The destination is a village managed by a church of approximately the same size as it was handled in case (case) learning.

I carry a donkey horse loaded with food and camp luggage, and Sarah carries one goat. The escort can't serve without two free hands, so Kilik is asked to take the lead with an empty load.

It hasn't been hours since I left the city, but because of unfamiliar surroundings, the Easter Festivals seem to remember fatigue early, even though they are young.

"How are your feet, gentlemen?

"... it's like a stick"

"How's the back of your leg? Do you have any beans or pain in your legs?

"... it's not"

"If that's the case, we can walk a little more. When you're mottled, you're the feather of dawn in the wilderness, aren't you?

Answering that, the Easter Festivals gave a glimpse of themselves, usually just living in a safe city.

"Dawn outside the walls, etc! It's not sanity!

"Really? The adventurers are. This is how it looks, me and Sarah both stand up in arms. Even if a bunch of demon wolves and goblins attack us, we can protect you all with dignity, can't we?

That's what I kindly taught them, but I couldn't seem to buy them the peace of mind.

"Is there a demon wolf? And goblins?"

I nod and answer.

"When a demon wolf strikes in a herd at night, it's a little troublesome. There's nothing going on as long as we keep the fire burning tight, but they come up with all sorts of things in the herd trying to pull them away from the fire. Bite me on my sleeves and feet, and when I'm pulled by force, there's a bunch of demon wolves in the dark at the same time... oh, is that bark a demon wolf?

It is a lie. There can't be a demon wolf or a goblin near a city like this. But for the festivals that have never left the city without a carriage, my horror story also seems to have worked on the surface (tempestuous). Their walking feet make them feel faster.

At this rate, we're not going to have to camp tonight.