How To Live In A Different World

"Hey, you guys, are you hurt anywhere?

I checked with the children of the adventurers who were catching up around Buffalo.

The children check their bodies as if they remembered each other.

Look at me, I'm ripping off two knee kids, so I'll turn the dirt magic into OFF and the healing magic into ON and heel them.

Now the magic is completely stopped.

At present, I don't have an item to recover MP, at least, I have to wait an hour in field recovery.

MP recovery items are stupid expensive for the effect, so I can't afford them because of my current lack of money.

"Thank you."

Beautifully scar free,

A girl who would be a bowman would like to thank you.

And a boy who would be a shieldman,

"Brother, you're amazing, you can't even use magic!

and I look up with sparkling eyes in an even more surprising way.

"It's super elementary magic that can be used. And now we're stopping for an hour. So if you turn it upside down now, nothing will come of it."

It was slightly more frequent than when I first used magic to faint in a grand way, but given the lack of gas in two elementary earthworks and two restorative magics, it hasn't grown much.

Honestly, I was wondering if there was anything I could do about it.

"No, it's amazing, I studied to be a magician back in the day, so I know, but I'm pretty talented to be able to use four more shots without a rod or wand and without chanting."

A boy in a bow job told me that.

Well, this kid said something about not listening.

I need to know a little more about this.

"What's the meaning of this?"

"What are you talking about? Without a cane, without a chant, you'd cut your spirit considerably more than usual."

"What, really?

"What, I don't know. You're the first to learn something like this. It's the basics."

"Yeah, well... you're a genius, so it's all selfish. So I don't know... mon."

They said it was the basics in the basics and somehow embarrassed me, and around the end the character changed and tried to deceive me.

"Huh, seriously, you don't know? Can't you use magic in your own way? I'm a little shocked. I've been studying for five years and I'm not talented, so I finally gave up!!

He looked far away and seemed to deplore the irrationality of the world.

Looks like he picked some young kid's dream unbroken, and his tickles and chest ached.

I can't help it because it's the ON-OFF cheat on the button.

That's what I told myself.

By the way, the kids I helped were still child adventurers.

In the meantime, dust makes me a suspicious uncle, so when this happens, I turn on my status display skills and steal a member configuration.

If you look at the label that came up above your head, the members

Shield Cain Men, 14 years old, LV3 Rank F Leader.

Shield Dunn Male Cat Tribe Age 13 LV2 Rank F

Shields, Michelle, female, fourteen, LV3, rank F.

Bow Mooie Men, 14, LV3, Rank F.

Bow Cue Female Dog Tribe Age 13 LV2 Rank F

It is.

Unfortunately, the various appearances do not go with beautiful men and girls, but rather feel normal.

A party that only looks a little distorted with shields and bows, but this is what all low-level adventurers look like.

Essentially, magic and recovery jobs are originally small because they require talent.

As a result, solicitations have arrived from many parties, even for beginners who have signed up for the Alliance, and will generally enter the parties of the high level adventurers.

As a result, there are a lot of these parties at the lower level because the extra kids are going to have a party.

Well, the enemy you're dealing with is also weak in the first place, so when it comes to not needing it, you don't need it.

It is quite rare to have a recovering Naria or a magic killer from a low level, like Gal's party.

Nevertheless, very useful information could be obtained.

Regardless of the chant, it is necessary to experiment and research when you return to Bales to say that using the so-called magician wand thing reduces the amount of magic consumed.

I was talking to myself thinking about it all by myself.

"Hey brother, what are you gonna do with this buffalo"

Cain, the leader of the party, rubbed off and asked me a little sweet.

"What's the meaning of this?

"Don't be silly. Buffalo would be a lot of gold if you took it to the demolisher and sold the skin and this massive amount of meat!

"What!? Really?"

"What!? You didn't know that either. Uh, I did. I should have told you. Damn, I lost -"

"Come on, you're going to do that when you get help!

"Whoa, you shouldn't. I think they heard my heart. I'm sorry, brother."

"You're the one who can't help it.... Bye, let's do this. From now on you guys go back to Bales and rent a carriage and carry the buffalo. Then I'll give you 10% of the sales."

"What! Seriously, it's okay. I can't undo it anymore. It's a promise. All right, everybody, we're going back to Bales in a minute."

Saying so, Cain started running with the others, as if to give me no room for objection.

"Come back soon!"

I screamed out loud at the running kids.

Two hours later they brought a considerably larger carriage.

When the amount of magic was restored, I was able to float the auxiliary magic levitation directly above the buffalo and put the buffalo on the carrier.

And it took me an hour from there to get back to Bales.

On my way back, I asked Cain why you guys were going to be chased around by Buffalo.

What they say is that we got to the plain a little after noon and were really planning to take down a few goblins along the street and go right home, but somehow today, unlike usual, there were no goblins.

I couldn't help it, so I kept going inside the plains, and I saw Buffalo in the distance, so I thought it was bad, so I ran away, and I said I was chasing him.

When one thinks that Mr. Bull has the habit of chasing a runaway guy,

"Hmm?

Yeah, about noon, I feel like I've been hunting down goblins and oaks near the street, trying to get a break.

Is that? Is it indirectly my fault these guys got attacked?

When I heard more, it was going to be a snake, so I decided to stop talking about it and avoid mentioning it any more.

He arrived in Bales and arrived at a shop specializing in the dismantling of the commercial district.

The owner of the store looked at Buffalo.

"Damn, you brought a big guy. Did you guys take this down?

"No, it was one of these brothers who knocked him down."

"That's awesome. At this size, it's a great size for an intermediate adventurer party. And then why don't you have forelegs?

"My brother took my forefoot."

"I don't know what you're saying a lot, but for now, okay. I'm going to dismantle it as soon as I can and I'm going to make an assessment."

Saying that, the dismantler's father called his buddy from the store, and he began to dismantle it by four people.

The results of the assessment sold for about 150,000 zennies.

The price in kilograms was cheaper, but it weighed nearly four tons and covered the cheaper than the amount of meat thought.

I gave Cain and the others 10% of the 1500 Zenny as promised.

The five of them were jumping up with great joy.

The owner of the store told me that there was too much for me to carry, and I was sarcastic that I would carry him this time.

It's just that the earlier sin that softened in my mind put a huge stop to the sentiment that I lost.

Nevertheless, when it comes to 150,000 zennies, it would mean about 1.5 million yen in Japanese yen.

Would it be okay to take them down in an easy way and get this kind of big money easily? I was worried about the discrepancy in my sense of money in future.