I Was Kicked out of the Hero’s Party Because I Wasn’t a True Companion so I Decided to Have a Slow Life at the Frontier

In the evening, a storm is approaching.

Outside, a strong wind blows, and the side-threatening rain swells and undulates, leaving puddles in the puddle.

"This is no longer a customer, let's close the store."

I closed the store door and locked it from inside.

I just opened the door a little, but the floor is wet.

"Yes"

"Thank you"

When I received the rag from Litt, I wiped the floor.

In the meantime, Litt is checking the books of slightly sold medicines today.

Both tasks were completed shortly.

"I'm off tomorrow. Nobody will come."

"It's a storm, nobody goes outside at such a time."

"Well."

The wind gets stronger and the house crows.

But this house, built by Gonz, one of the best carpenters in downtown, doesn't bounce even during a storm.

We were ready for the coming storm with peace of mind.

Gongon! The door was beaten violently.

"What's this day?"

"Red! I'm! Newman!"

"Mr. Newman!"

Opening the door, Newman in a cloak stood. And

"Al !?"

Newman was carrying Al, bleeding from his head. Al is so wet and he has no shoes. My feet were soiled with mud and cold and bloodless.

"Lit! @ Blanket and towel!"

"Do you get it!"

By the time I called, Litt was already moving.

A reliable clerk.

Lay Al on a blanket laid on the floor of the shop.

With Litt's spirit magic, warm water was immediately prepared.

I wrap a blanket around Al's body, which has become cold due to rain and bleeding, and warm it.

Meanwhile, Newman is taking first-aid treatment with a disinfectant and a hemostat from the cabinet.

"It's deeper than I thought ..."

Newman muttered.

Blood from the wound made to the side of the head of Al was overflowing endlessly.

"Not good"

I ask him from the side, but the wound is too deep.

I can't do it with normal treatment.

"Please wait a moment"

I ran into the storage and took 5 cure potions without hesitation.

A magic potion containing the magic of cure. Wounds that cannot be made by ordinary means can be cured with magic.

(It is a luxury item for ordinary people, but this is a duplicate product anyway)

Cure potion duplicated with increasing potion. It is not for sale and will be used generously.

Five cure potions were added one after another, and Al's appearance stabilized.

"I was good or good"

I stroked my chest.

Even if you have a cure potion, a dead person cannot be revived.

"I'm surprised you can't use a cure potion ... but it's hard to say, but I can afford to pay 5 cure potions to Al's house ..."

"I know, but this girl is a friend."

"A friend?"

"That's why I used Cure Potion here confidentially. I decided to do my usual treatment."

"I see. Red, you're a good guy."

Newman said and laughed.

"By the way, what happened?"

"I don't know. I was called home by a fool who fell down trying to repair a leaky roof in the wind, but this kid was lying down on the street. Red's pharmacy was closer than my clinic, so I thought he was bad, but he rolled me in. I'm sorry for the trouble. "

"No, thank you for helping my friend. Al may have been dead if the teacher didn't pass."

The body temperature has returned, and Al has a restful face.

"There were countless small pieces of stone stabbed in the wound. Perhaps a wind blown stone or something hit my head."

"I see, but why did I go out on such a day, and downtown, and I didn't have a raincoat or a robe, I didn't even wear shoes."

"I do not understand"

"... I have no choice but to wake up."

It is not so good to raise Al who is weak, but I feel something irreversible is likely to happen.

I read Al's name while gently shaking Al's shoulder.

"Hmm……"

After several repetitions, Al slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you okay?"

"Mr. Red ..."

Al's eyes shake with relief, but the next moment.

"Oh oh oh!"

"What happened!?"

Al's eyes were opened with terror, grabbing my arm and screaming.

"Okay, I'm on. Calm down."

"Tee, help!"

"Okay, this is my store. No one will hurt you."

"Wrong!"

Al cried.

"At home, Ademi comes, mom and dad are attacked, holding an ax!"

Al is afraid to breathe if the sight revives. Newman took care of him in a hurry.

Ademi is a child who was fighting when he was first?

And an ax?

Without hurry.

"Yes"

Litt spoke from behind me standing up.

Looking back, a bag with two extra cure potions in the cloak is available.

"The cloak is mine. The environmentally resistant shield cloak made by the high elf."

"Thank you"

I immediately put on my cloak, picked up my bag, and jumped out of the storm to Al's house.

Let me say from the conclusion.

Al's parents were safe. But he was injured.

When I arrived at Al's house in South Marsh, the entrance was open and rain was blowing into the house.

Pass through the entrance with puddles. The house had a simple structure with only a kitchen and a bedroom, and was immediately able to look inside the room.

Al's parents were lying in the bedroom. He was bleeding, but the wound was not a slash but a beating wound.

Apparently, Ademi somehow struck the other side, not the ax blade.

Both had severe bleeding, but the wounds themselves were not deep. I didn't even need the extra cure potion provided by Litt.

Wash the wound, stop the bleeding, drink painkillers, and fix the broken part.

Late, Newman also arrived, confirming that the lives of the two were not different.

The worst consequences have been avoided.

However, this case leaves a major root of peril.

Let's talk a little further.

Ademi was actually the son of a guard who lives on Congress Street.

Ademi has been missing since the incident. But half-humans, including half-elfs in South Marsh, protested that Ademi had been hidden by guards.

However, the guards did not respond.

It is no wonder that smoked fires can burn anytime.

Despite the storm, Zoltan has raised concerns about residents.