Exit "Tail of the Chimera" and walk along the mall alongside Meir.
I had the branches of the world tree that I had purchased safely, with my arms full.
"Oh, good for you. Even though it seemed like you were losing, you could leave me with a few days of living money. Besides, I even got a cash changeover, so I saved you a lot of trouble, and it's not a good idea."
Meir lifts a bag with coins.
The bag was worn by the shop owner at the service.
"Meir, I'm not sure about this stuff. If you had redeemed it at another store, you would have been bored, and you were lucky with everything. That shopkeeper seemed like a good guy, so it doesn't seem like that either!
If he was a really good guy, he would have stopped Meir from lending me money.
That shopkeeper was happy to go ahead and talk.
I'm also a sweet accomplice to it, so I can't say anything anymore.
The debt I even owe Meir is just over 2 million Gs.
It seems that G is gold, the common currency on this continent.
After hitting the store owner with a question because he wanted to know the price, he found that one fruit was around 100G.
I think it would be nice to think of it as generally 1G = 1 yen.
In other words, the debt is equivalent to 2 million yen.
"Um... uh, mr. Meir?
"Hey, hey, why are you insinuating! Isn't it kind of more distant than when we first met? How can you turn a blind eye!? Beh, nothing, Mere, you didn't want me to use a salutation, did you?
I'm sorry, Meir.
That's what borrowing money is all about.
After this, after sufficiently crossing the question, it was safely said, 'I knew I would call you by call'.
... Kim, I hope I can get it back soon.
"and…"
I'm a little mellow.
My fingers slipped, so I quickly reclaim the branches.
The branches of the world tree were of considerable size and of corresponding weight.
It wasn't something my poor arm could stand to carry around.
Puffy, arm muscles tremble. Maybe it's time for the limit.
"Hey, stop for a second"
I stop my legs and gently place the branches of the world tree on the aisle.
Dangerous. Dangerous, I almost put it on the rampage.
I rub my muscles to work.
"Uh-huh? What's up, Abel?
Meir stops, too, and looks back at this one.
"... you know, I'm sorry, but it's heavy, so hold it"
"What!? Oh, oh, yes. That's all right..."
Though Meir had a distracted look for a moment, she quickly acknowledged it.
I'm sorry, but I can't help it.
Forgive me, I don't have the strength.
And a couple seemed to be watching us interact with each other with a flashing face.
Second, I calmly review my actions.
Buy something round your hobby with money borrowed from people and let the person who lent it even 'cause it's heavy' have it.
It is also, on average, to a woman who would be inferior in muscle strength to a man.
I don't have to do this for a second. Am I a fucking asshole?
The pair's eyes met those of a woman.
The woman must strengthen her eyes and stare at me.
A man held that shoulder and glanced at me, then shitty away.
... Ya, I figured I'd hold it myself.
No, but arms, I'm already bread...
Maybe I should do a muscle tread after a long time.
"... what's wrong with that? Let go of my hand. You can't hold it, can you?
"... please"
I give the branches of the world tree to Meir.
"In the meantime, shall we take a rest at some inn already today? You can start working on the gold plan tomorrow."
"Right. It's been a long time since I've been walking in such a busy place, so I might have gotten a little drunk."
Right or left, people, people.
In the Marlen settlement, it wasn't the first time I could keep walking around a place full of people like this.
There was a crowd when I was selling cigarette leaves (peeps), but I was selling them and not lining them up.
There are really people of all kinds.
People wearing crusty armor, people with big sickles, people wearing surfaces.
There was a tall girl. Pinch, my ears are pointy.
That's probably the Noir tribe. Consistent with the characteristics seen in the book.
It's a species that ends its life as a child. It was assumed that many were powerful and clever according to appearance.
There must be beasts in this world. I've also seen this in books.
There are beasts covered with hairs in the body and half beasts with only ears, tails and other characteristics.
For once, I want to see the Beast Man live.
Looking around to see if he was anywhere, Osama, a strong ear-bearing man, walked past me.
I decided I didn't see anything.
Find a place to stay.
I spoke to someone who seemed free and was briefly guided down the road.
"Straight from here, I'll follow. There's a prominent sign magic shop, so it's across the street."
"Hi, thank you"
Pepper lowered his head and broke up with the man.
No, I'm glad there's someone nice.
"You're a magic cook. Why don't you stop by?"
"It's across the street."
It would be similar to the 'Tail of the Chimera' store, but I'd like a peek.
There were plenty of stores that would interest me, so if I went around, there would be no kiri, so I was going to start tomorrow, but because of this, it's right around the corner.
The most money is for the least amount of life. In the first place, it's Meir's money.
It's just to see what you have.
I picked up my room at the inn, put my stuff away, and then went into the store across the street.
The owner here was an old man with a white beard.
The variety is better than the previous store. Somehow, it's overall stable.
I'll take the bottle that's in the store.
Look at the label, I'll keep an eye out.
"Ko, this really has unicorn blood in it!? Shh, wow, wow! You know, it's affordable."
I screamed out of the blue.
It is a luxury paint made from unicorn blood.
Unicorns are treated as phantom beasts.
A phantom beast is a word that refers to a small number of individuals and a rare warcraft.
In short, a rare monster.
"You've had a horde of unicorns lately. He's called Warcraft Disaster (Monster Panic). You were making a fuss... don't you know?
It is a Warcraft disaster (Monster Panic), a disaster in which warcraft of the same kind occur in large numbers.
Although the causes are theoretical, the details are not known.
But I didn't expect that to happen with unicorns that are designated phantom beasts.
"Hey, me, with the public oblivion. Wow, good! Wonderful. This!
"I hope you're so happy. So, the bill..."
"Uh, no, I don't have a match right now..."
"Oh... that's too bad. I, too, find it a pleasure in this business to buy it for someone like you…"
Use the branches of the world tree to carve the oatem.
At any rate, the paint is also a man who wants to use something that puts value on it.
What a shame. I bought millions of G trees, but I had to spare tens of thousands of G of paint to make it go down a lot.
Tonight, my shoulder got slapped.
"Abel, Abel. Do you want it?
Meir calls out as she grips a coined sachet.
No, but if I use that, the inn starts tomorrow...
"Sorry, this paint, please. Meir will buy it!
"Ha ha, that seems like a friendly thing to do, I envy you. Then buy…"
Oh, ah...
While I didn't think I could, I didn't have a voice.
Again, I made the same mistake repeatedly.