Helping with Adventurer Party Management

The boy can't wait to have fun every day these days.

"Vicente, look, wake up. It's your brother, isn't it?

When his mother nodded at him and woke up rubbing his sleepy eyes, his sister, sleeping next to him, slightly wandered.

There are a lot of mothers around with non-family children, awake.

Vicente is still small so she can stay with her sister, but when she gets a little older she has to try to sleep at her father's.

The stone floor is limp and stiff when you get off the sleeping floor where you just lay the straw down and covered the cloth, but the room is bright and clean and not comparable to the barn where the rats crawl around at the village chief who was pushed in until a few months ago.

"Wake up Lucia. I'm gonna go get some dinner."

There is the sound of a caracalla where the mother prepares a small tree.

Yes! We start living in church, and these days we get a delicious meal.

Until a little while ago, it was just vecha thin wheat porridge, but lately it has a good flavor and quantity.

"The other day, the fish was delicious."

Vicente imagines with a small head, with a tongue nodding.

When I grow up, can I take that big fish or something?

Even though that way I can feed myself, my father, my mother and my sister Lucia, hungry.

When you finish a meal that is delicious but just a little short, it is time to help.

I usually take care of my two younger sisters, but what's more, it's Lord's day to help.

The new lord must be God's use, Vicente thinks.

It's not just Vicente, it's definitely because the adults around him said it too.

However, when I look at the actual thing, I'm just a little less sure.

His imaginary use of God is the glittering appearance of a golden ornament all over his body, coming in white priestly clothes.

Even in the Book of God, I have heard God say that it is with the light, or something.

But the lord is tanned, his hair is black, and I don't think he looks good in his outfit.

I'm just wearing shoes that are kind of fine.

I wish I could wear those fine shoes myself. Then you can run as much as you want and go as far as you want, even behind a mountain full of pointy stones and twigs, or a river plain full of slippery pebbles.

The red shoes your wife is wearing, I want Lucia to wear those too, Vicente imagines.

When I breathed into the square, a dozen other children, men and women alike, had already come.

The dark-haired deputy is with his wife today.

Behind it stands a man as big as a monster in arms.

When the big guy in the body leaves a step forward, the kids panic and shut up, including themselves.

Because I'm kind of curious if I don't listen.

"All right! Today's training is life-threatening! I won't let the one who can't listen to me join you! Nice!"

"" Yes, yes!

Everyone responds in a hurry, including myself.

It's tough if you can't join us to help. I won't get beans and salt.

I'm counting on your mother and Lucia for dinner today.

"All right, march! Make a straight line and follow me!

A march is when you see only the previous child and you walk in rows.

I was flabbergasted a lot when I was helping out before, but when the previous kid flirted or slowed down, the line would be disturbed as soon as possible.

I thought it was easy, but it's so hard.

Anyway, that's how I march by the river.

I just baked the fish before!

Will I still be able to eat fish today? I'm just a little hungry for expectations.

"All right! You guys! You want some fish!

"" I want to eat!

Louder than you can beat the big guy, we all align our voices.

When the big man nodded satisfactorily, he raised his voice.

"But you guys are too early to fish!

I wonder what you mean it's still early.

I wonder if I need to get a little bigger.

Then why did they bring you here?

When the Vicente boy was confused, the big guy said something scared.

"First, I'll have all of you ready to swim!

Swimming? Swimming like a fish? I can't help it!

The boy barely restrained himself from taking words by accident.

If you complain here, you won't get dinner today, or maybe you won't be able to catch fish.

If you're going to catch a big fish, it has to be an iron fishing needle made by an artisan.

Only lords and big people have that, so you don't get to defy it.

"Align! Let's start with two columns in order of height!

I know this instruction. Line them up in the lower order.

Vicente didn't like the one about the back.

Because when you line up in front, you get a gaze full of superiority from behind.

"All right, everybody grab the rope!

A thick rope was placed between the rows, so I grab it.

I wonder what the hell they're going to do now.

"Now, into the water! Don't let go of me! If I let you go, you think you're gonna die!

Die, they say, rushing to grab the thick rope with both hands full of power. The surface stings and hurts but it's better than dying.

Follow the support as it is, parallel to the river flow, and go in with the rows in place.

Little kids go up the river, big kids go down the river.

I've never been in water deeper than my ankle.

Even so, it goes deeper and deeper.

By the time the water came to hip-height, Vicente was completely frightened.

The water is cold. The pebble at your feet is going to be taken by the stream as muddy with moss.

"All right! Don't let go of me!

I can't afford to look up, but I can hear the instructions from behind.

I'm not willing to let you go without being told. I cling desperately to the rope.

"Everybody, put your faces on the water!

Vicente doubted his ear.

Put your face on!? In this water? If you breathe in the water, you'll die!

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A few hours later, in a simple pool surrounded by piles and ropes in a loose corner of the river stream, there was a big man watching the children sneeze around.

Sarah speaks to him like that.

"Good day, Kirik. Kids are really awesome. I was so desperate for a rope in the morning."

Kilik replies with a sinister face to Sarah arranging the snacks she brings for the children.

"Not at all. That kid looks like he's dying, and I'm telling him to rip the rope off, and he's gonna kill me! Or he just drowned his nose and cried."

Kirik pointed to a boy sneezing around in good health.

"Vicente, what do you say! It would feel good to swim!

"Yes! It's fun!

The boy replied well with an extraordinary smile.

Vicente can't wait to have fun every day these days.