Living in different worlds (no chanter) - The Yufuwa Talent Dispatch Life of the Regenerating Wizard

The next morning when I got the sky back.

Your husband sent me to the hunting ground with Pickles to "get to work today".

The equipment handed over is floating boar skin armor with 5 spears that can be replaced by iron tips.

Whatever you think, the equipment is more expensive than mine.

I don't mean to target dangerous prey, but I can't believe our family hunts knife raccoons and assault chickens that even children can hunt...

I have no idea what the Apes think.

"Hey, horse sister, you got more company?

A horseman pickle headed to the hunting ground with me on my back was spoken to by a man with a big bow on his back and a string on his hips.

"Pickles, not horse sisters. Hey, hey, your husband bought me a buddy."

Hi. I think I know her.

She doesn't flatter me in front of your husband, but she flatters me as much as she wants.

Sounds polite, but I have no idea what courtesy it is to fake words, or what the Horsemen think.

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"Uh... are your people in a bad mood?

"Bongo says, you guys, uh, don't talk. He's a kid. They're kids. Don't worry about them."

If I was thinking about it, I hear Pickles is giving me an introduction.

I guess I'll just say hi.

"……………………………………"

Kind of a monkey tribe looking gooey, these guys always do!

Even though some birds aren't physically masters of mouth!

"... oh, no, thanks... call me Kenyon, Kenyon the Meteor"

"Nobody calls me Doraemon, everyone calls me Kenyon of the river stream"

"... or... what?

"Once you're chased by a sheik cow, you fall into a waterfall and receive a death sentence from your guild."

Pickles are on the flank of the river stream with their index fingers.

Armpits are weak spots with little meat for both men and beasts.

Pickles and river streams must be pretty close to letting you follow them like that.

"Oh, I thought you were dead."

"It would have been nice to have been flushed down to the sea. Everybody's been looking for you for two days, and Kellogg's coming home."

"Wa-wa, I'm not running to the river anymore. I haven't had a water bath in the river since that day. I'm scared of water."

"So you stink a little!!

Maybe we're good friends with the river stream.

As an adventurer, Pickle looks like he's building a relationship of trust with his surroundings.

It's something I don't like.

If you're good at it, didn't you have to be sold then?

No, and then you were dead like that.

Your husband isn't sure what he's thinking, but I honestly appreciate that.

I wouldn't buy an ombolo like us to fix it and get it to work, even at the Holy Poor House, which I hear rumors about.

It's silly of us and Oberon not to want to work more or less every day, but it just seems like he's making his own job.

Is your head a little stupid after all?

I feel sorry for him even though he's just a kid.

I can't help it. If your husband eats you up in the future, me and Pickles will feed you on the hunt.

Will you like the fried rat from your hometown festival dishes, your husband and pickles?

I listen without even listening to her and her friends as I am rocked by the big back of the pickle.

There is one cloud in the sky like white bread.

The wind breezes southwest.

No disturbance in the magnetic field either.

Good day to fly.