Me and Meir were called to a special desk.

Few wild horses followed, thanks to the Gaston effect.

The redemption of "The Head Eater's Evil Ghost" proceeded without any particular problems.

In addition to the crusade reward, we decided to have the fur processed at the Adventurer's Support Office sold at the facility as is, so that portion was added to the reward.

"Here's the reward, please check it out"

The receptionist said and gave me a heavy-duty bag full of money.

I received the sachet while holding back my excitement.

I lose weight and my body is about to lean.

Heavy, usually heavy.

I gently placed the sachet in front of the counter and glanced at Meir.

"I've been here quite a while, but it's been quite a while since I've given this much for a single reward"

The receptionist was smiling.

There are no dangerous places near this city, such as dungeons.

Since it will naturally be another branch to redeem such things, there will probably be less opportunity to offer a higher reward.

"We look forward to your upcoming work!

Powerfully so supported.

Bad as it seems to betray expectations, it is Gaston who is going to be active.

I want you to look forward to his future.

"Wow, so heavy! Meir, I've never had so much money!

Meir happily lifts the sachet.

You look smiling, but you have to force me to buy a world tree. You must have had more than twice that forehead...

But at any rate, it is a reversal at once from the absence of a single sentence.

If you don't live too flashy, you don't seem to have any trouble living for a while.

I didn't expect to make so much money from a single hunt.

"The Devil of Head Eating" is a high percentage because it is a mutant species with few examples of discovery, and I guess this is not the case with other Warcraft, but it must nevertheless be a good precursor.

I'm going to be able to repay my debt to Meir within that, and if I accumulate money, I'll be able to make magic equipment, chimeras, and golems all I want.

Let's go gun-hunting from now on.

When I'm reading a book about magic equipment I bought in the city of Romane, it comes up with a lot of stuff that I think I can make by multiplying my previous life knowledge with the substances that are in this world.

I have developed the magic of having screens displayed in the air when I was a kid, so I think I can make a high-performance phone that can make a big screen display without taking up any space at all with that procedure.

I've heard stories about warcraft that pervert their magic powers and call their people in the distance.

In short, it means you can treat magic like a radio wave.

I'd love to catch you and autopsy you.

As long as we accumulate money, we can start developing mobile phones.

It was so widespread in the original world that it could be sold in this world.

If you succeed, the world's richest man is not a dream either.

A robe guy with a cell phone wandered around there and said, "What's it like in that country now? Conversations like" I'm gonna google you a little bit "are rampant.

The Beast Man who opens the game of apps during the hunting break will also show up.

The world view is going to suck.

I'm just excited to think about it.

After the redemption of "The Head Eater's Evil Ghost," he moved to the exit of the facility, but there was little jealousy or reckoning.

There were people who looked at me and started talking rumors about blurring, but they were immediately interrupting the conversation.

It is a momentum that is likely to no longer be rumored itself tomorrow.

Gaston Power was great.

"I knew it would be nice of you to cooperate."

When I say it, Meir smiles a little.

"I don't know, but someday I feel like I'm going to be broke in a hell of a way... are you okay?"

"You'll be fine then if you just hold your hand. There will be no fatal evidence, so you can move to another city and resume your adventurer business again."

Building up Gaston's accomplishments instead is like an undressed twinkle.

I can't imagine continuing to succeed all the time.

And the higher it gets, the greater the shock will be when it falls.

Some care will certainly be needed to avoid getting caught up in the collapse of the Gaston Tower.

"Abel is pretty belly black..."

"I'm desperate for life, too."

I want money, but I don't want to stand out poorly.

I'm going to get into trouble, and not necessarily if the Marlen people don't come looking for me.

I'm sorry, but I don't have enough room to think about Gaston.

After I left the Adventurer Support Office, I went around the mall.

Since I could afford the money, I bought a demolition knife and a polishing stone for Meir and also tried replacing the blade of the world tree knife with something a little better.

I also got dried fruit and dried meat for my next hunt.

I also bought more cloth to make sure the captured prey was hard to see.

In the eyes of others, that is all that speeds up the detection of fraud.

Then Meir said she wanted to try to handle it, so I bought a bow and arrow for the beginner.

"I don't have any experience with bows or anything at all, but I feel I can handle it somehow!

It's like a pre-test student, but it wasn't a big expense because he said it was cheap.

There's even a verse out there that I said I'd like to deal with because I rather found something cheap.

So even if the bow doesn't help, it doesn't hurt.

It just seems like the wood condition and the yarn quality are not very good for the cheap.

There doesn't seem to be anything unusable, but the Marlen bow is much better.

I can also think of being a three-day boy, so maybe this is fine now.

"Abel's magic won't arrive, I'll try to pin the distant prey down with Zubabababar!

I'm more confident than I can see in witchcraft, but I want you to do your best.

"Now Meir, too, will try to help Abel! Nice to meet you, Shooting Wyburn!

"... for a moment. Is that the name of the bow?

Shooting Wyburn on a wooden bow... Wyburn all over the world will be pissed.

No, I can't talk about people when it comes to naming sense, either.

"That shooting Wyburn, why don't you just change the strings and scrape it and repaint it? Wood scraps in your fingers."

Whatever. Maybe you should buy the material and I'll make it from scratch.

In fact, I've made bows in Marlen settlements.

If Meir is going to really ripen with a bow, next time I'll spend some time and money building a real guy.

But I know Meir wants some stunts too from her usual words and deeds, but I'm a little anxious to see if she won't spread her hands too wide and become instrumentally poor.