I Shall Survive Using Potions!

"Do you have a shopkeeper?!

I'm here, I'm here...

Ordinary customers don't talk like this when they're in the store, do they? That means......

"Mm, are you the shopkeeper?

He looked at my face seriously and said that.

Damn, you judged me with your eyes, Temehe!

... No, that's good.

However, you have a slightly greater attitude when you know that I am your user.

Don't you know about that? Or, for once, you're asking, but you don't believe me?

Ma, even if you were listening, maybe, 'Is there a mistake, a fraud? Or maybe you think it's about just a little girl who's been taken up'.

Indeed, if you are a real 'user', you can't go out of your way to abandon your country and run a zero store in another country. Nor would the upper echelons of the country have ever seen such a thing.

... and that's what 'falsehoods exposed and fakers fleeing the country in a great hurry' are going to do.

Besides, the role of these people is to start with "Confirmation of Factual Relationships and Authenticity," and move on to the next stage, because it will be later. The Royal Palace should still only have as much information as a report from Marial and the Earl.

And I wonder to what extent the Longevity Dan thing, the Baron's son thing, has gone to the ears of some merchants and leading information-sensitive people. So the main goal of the survey (Main Target) is Marial, and I guess I've floated on the survey line since I came to this town.

Too motivated to get to me quite a bit behind the merchant..., no, isn't that it? If you can't live up to the expectations of the orderly (boss), it's tough. It would also matter if the merchants got ahead of us.

It would simply mean that the merchants were more knowledgeable about information.

Maybe the merchants forced the merchants to provide the information and the merchants who thought I was a hassle gave me information about me in an attempt to get me to pull the Cass Bill (Baba).... skip the information that it's a hassle.

Yeah, I guess I'm not throwing up just saying, 'I omitted the explanation as far as the last takeover is concerned', maybe.

That's what merchants are for. Lies don't have to be vomited, not necessarily honest.

These guys are made up of two, one who looks great like a bureaucrat and one who looks like one of his men. Sounds like a subordinate, not the battle type. Does it combine your role as an accompanying person with liaison personnel with Wang Du? Anyway, you mean there's only one person I talk to?

"Yes, I am the owner"

Just answer what was asked. Either way, I don't need to spontaneously provide extra information from here. These people are not 'customers'. And I'm not supposed to just give information to people who aren't customers. It would also be disproportionate if it were information to my detriment.

It takes good technology or a lot of consideration to pull good information from them, but they don't seem to know that at all. I suppose you think if you yell at me and order me to talk about anything.

"What's your name?

"My mother told me not to expose personal information to strangers..."

"Huh?"

You look like a bureaucrat with a decent face to the words I threw up for a moment.... Already, 'bureaucrat'?

And finally, the words I said stained my head, I turned red and yelled at him.

"Ki, you! Who do you think I am..."

"No, you don't, do you? All of a sudden he comes to the store and tries to ask me personal things without even naming himself, he yells out loud and he tries to intimidate me..."

Saying so, I rang the handbell above the counter.

How much!

"Is that a robbery? Robbery, huh? It's a robbery. Aah!!

"Hey, hey..."

Emile screaming out loud as she ran down the stairs and Bell following her.

And listen to it, a bureaucrat and his men who can wolf with a hurried face.

That's what Emile screamed out loud, so of course, that voice is ringing outside the store, and people are starting to gather outside the store.

Yeah, the way they come out changes the way they handle us. Naturally.

So I gave Emile some instructions on how to respond, depending on how the bell rings.... and what just rang was the pattern of 'treating robbers without question, making noise'.

Layette and I are the two of us in store, and they think I'm an inspiring kid who works while taking care of my sister, and the neighbors are doing me good, right?

By the way, Emile and Bell seem to be thought of as their brother and his lover, helping the store while doing hunter's work to help the household.

And Francette and Roland seem to think that they are the grain crushers (very crushed) of parasites living on the children's earnings, flirting without even working. No one has ever seen it before, such as where the two of them work, and they don't shop or shop, bastards.

You're wearing expensive weapons, you don't work as a hunter, you follow the kids shopping, you don't carry baggage. Just walk with me instead of a walk.

Just because it looked good, the rejection was remarkably scumbag...... and scattered evaluation.

They don't realize what the neighbors think they do.

Other than the neighbors, they're pretty popular because of their looks, so extra......

No, I don't carry baggage in shopping because I have to leave my hands free to pull out my sword and protect us right away, and, ma'am, I can't help it...

If those two don't realize anything and are happy, that's fine. Small things, I don't care!

... So, well, that's why if it's a crisis between me, Layette, and Emile and Bell, your neighbors will fly in. Like now......

"Temehe and the others, what the fuck! Hey, somebody, get me a guard!

A large crowd surrounded the door, and some of the men came to the store and yelled at the bureaucrats.

For once, the bureaucrats aren't getting their hands on us directly, because they look decent, just because they haven't suddenly hit or seized us, but they look pretty killer.

... Well, I can only see around twelve from people in the country around here, and Layette sitting on my lap, unlike me in What a Twelve Year Old Girl, is an authentic, six-year-old girl.

It would be proof that he thinks we are local companions that he cut us off so vigorously against a bureaucratic flavor that seems to have some standing. Thankfully......

"Wait! We are not suspicious! He is a messenger from Wang Du, given a mission!

I would have also been able to leave the throwaway dialogue and walk away from this place so as to escape, but if I did that, I would no longer be able to come here. If you walk away like that, the next time you show up here, the neighbors will make a fuss when they find you, and if I scream the moment you see me, that's it.

So the only way to talk to me is to solve the misunderstanding here and now.

So I am a bureaucrat who desperately tries to explain, but that doesn't wholesale the inquirer.

"Huh? Is a messenger something that comes to the store and suddenly yells at me unilaterally without telling me his name or business, forcing me to (try to hear) a lot of things?

"" "" "" Eh... "" "

"In the first place, whose messenger are you? Who, what kind of orders are you being given to try to impose a lot on your child without speaking his name or position? If you don't give me the name of the person who ordered you to do that, I can't get back to you!

"Ugh..."

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I don't suppose we can reveal the name of the ordainer in front of such a large crowd. It would be an act of outcasting other royal family officials and leading figures, and in a situation like this, where we are being rebuffed with a forceful and lacking attitude of common sense, to give it its name.

Besides, he doesn't seem to realize it, but I'm intentionally saying, "The purpose of these people is misunderstood." Though it is never a lie.

This man realizes that what I say is in line with it because he understands his purpose, naturally. But I don't know about that. How ordinary people take my word for it......

"Let's get our hands on a kid like this. Ah, hey, he's a bastard... My client and I are trying to force the people we hired to kidnap me, but it would be a criminal act! Hey, who's the bastard who ordered you to do this? I just need to throw up..."

It seems that the bureaucrats are only 'the users and their entourage', and neither one of their men is a separate escort.... which means that none of them have the ability to fight.

Many neighbors, including people who seem to have pretty strong arms. And Emile, equipped with a sword, and Belle, wearing a dagger.

All right, guys, I'm in trouble...