I want to protect you in this hand.

Arsh, 8 years old, 4 months roundup.

In the end, four months, me and Mal accumulated 8,000 gills, Cyril and Will 12,000 gills, and household expenses 15,000 gills. For the extra money, it became eggs, meat, and sewing tools.

The exploration of the Church continues today. Going towards the mountains, there is also cotton wool grass. This can also be a padding for a fton or jacket. I climbed this one by one too.

Luggage is trained by the Alliance. From the week of an hour or two before work, Cyril and Will started attending training. What about me and Mal? I'm in (tears) even though I'm not even luggage carrying it for some reason.

Why would you do that? It's Mal's fault. When I went on a morning tour, I wanted to do it. When the masters made him hold a wooden sword for practice for fun, he was expected to have qualities.

And

"You can't be alone."

at the beginning of doing it to me without physical strength.

Merrill doesn't have any orphans under the age of eight right now, so they can make it special. I don't need it! Such a special case.

If Mal has qualities, how about my brother Will? Sounds like a genius.

So, how about Cyril? Seems to be a delicacy. How about Arsh? I was seen with warm eyes.

The good news is that they can now use the Alliance's cooking grounds.

In the morning I wash my face and take the ingredients and pan to the guild. Do this by training, get up a little early, make breakfast and lunch and feed them, and drop them off.

By the way, the lunch,

1 Day Egg Sandwich, Jam

2 Day Cocca Chest Ham, Waste Honey Sugar

3 Day Bean Paste, Jam

Flip back after day 4

For the rest of the evening soup, oatmeal.

The master of the sword also said he would eat breakfast, and the guild leader said he would sell it for lunch, so he had a little more extra effort, but also more income. Guild leaders seem to like bean paste for some reason. I said it was horse feed and he looked delicate and laughed. The master said he liked the jam.

"What a slight bitter taste."

Apparently.

In the first place, many adventurers don't eat morning. The master is also an active adventurer, but since he started eating breakfast, he's gotten more fruitful.

"Something will help"

Yes, of course...

And he donated pans because he didn't like eating them in a broken pan. Lucky.

And then I go back to church, take the berries, go to the horse house, slightly, go around with the demolition station, eat dinner and I'm tired already, and I magically storm all over and go to sleep. That's every day.

That's when things got weird, like the Zashes who just became adventurers.