Helping with Adventurer Party Management

How do you treat a former adventurer man named Martin?

There was a little confusion in my policy.

The least I can do is just let the information spit out and then throw it away.

The end of a former adventurer who can't even get a job in an Adventurer's Guild is miserable.

It is well known that he is admired by the Sword Tooth Corps, so no other adventurers will try to be actively involved.

Let it go and I'll drool in it.

But I didn't want to take this policy.

That's true on the ethical side, and on the practical side, out of my sight, even if they just happen to start a strange business.

Nevertheless, it is also a delicate story as to whether we can hire people into the company (of which).

It's obviously not compatible with Sarah or the two kids, and I'm not willing to tame it atmospherically.

I'm too old to train as a shoemaker, and most importantly, I'm not for craftsmen because I don't have honesty.

I have bad legs, so I can't even get them to keep me in the Sword Tooth Corps.

"Honestly, you can't handle it."

"... chip."

I told you honestly, I got tongued.

Don't you get tired of hitting your tongue all the time?

"Well, let's start by draining the booze. Whatever you do, don't do it now."

"... let it go. My leg hurts."

"That, too, is coming. You, aren't you gonna owe me anything?

"Huh?"

To my suggestion abruptly, the former adventurer man opened his mouth wide.

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When a young priest dressed in a church priest's clothing grabbed the silver powder at hand and whined somewhat in his mouth, the man's lap glowed for a few seconds.

"What do you think? Do you have pain?

In response to a calm inquiry, the former adventurer answered flashly and honestly.

"... it doesn't hurt."

"That was good. Just be careful, my legs didn't just come back to normal with no pain"

"Oh... no, I get it. It doesn't hurt. I don't have that abominable pain..."

Martin shouted off as he stroked his knees as the clergyman who received the gratuity left.

Adventurers from before attaching the Church's cooperation all react in the same way when they see the therapeutic magic of the priesthood.

"That solves the pain problem. And then let them also make knee aids and canes. That should not interfere with everyday life."

Sorcery that completely undoes the wounds I stuck to a few years ago, like I did from Priest Nicolo, seems to be limited to the operator, and very costly for the catalyst.

So, the sorcery I've had this man do is sorcery that paralyzes the part of me that's inflicting pain, let's just say.

Honestly, I'm not sure about that area, including the principles.

The important thing is that the cost is kept to a certain extent so that Martin can be used.

Martin, who had been stunned for a while, roared at this one with a low voice.

"So... what are you letting me do?"

I don't hate this guy's, uh, good guess.

Men of this kind do not move in ethics or logic, but they can foresee profits and understand contracts.

As long as I lose my booze, I have a job I want to leave to you.