The Novice Alchemist’s Store

"Sorry, Store Manager, it's been a mess."

Day two after starting the Hell Flame Grizzly measures.

It was such an ominous word that Mr. Iris told me back home.

"We're almost out of collectors"

"... Huh?

When asked in detail, it seems that most of the collectors who came to this village recently, and some of the collectors who had been around for a long time, have left the village trying to escape.

No, you must have escaped the fact. Ask about Hell Flame Grizzly.

"Two examples of partying with us, it looks like those guys bragged about that scare..."

It was yesterday that the village chief revealed about Hell Flame Grizzly and asked the gatherers to cooperate.

That night, they talked about what they were experiencing in the inn cafeteria.

Many gatherers who heard it realized scared and left the village within this morning.

Collectors who did not pepper their stories listened to Mr. Iris and many of them behave similarly when they found out they were not mistaken.

Even Mr. Iris could not deny the fact that he had lost his arm.

"My life is best, so I won't deny running away... but it might be a little harsh"

"I'm sorry. I have to get hurt like that!

Mr. Iris holding his fist in his face, but that's just too much of a concern.

"No, it's not Mr. Iris's fault. Instead, if Mr. Iris hadn't encountered it, he would have been suddenly in danger of being attacked, so get ready as best as possible."

"Yes! Rather, I'm glad you helped, even though Mr. Iris and the others aren't villagers"

"That's what you say..."

To me and Lorea's words, Mr. Iris' expression also loosens a little.

"But, Store Manager, can you handle it without a collector?

"I'm going to be a little busy, and I hope I can figure it out..."

Lorea and I seem a little nervous about my words.

But I can't handle all this on my own.

Stamina is less confident... Maybe we should make more Potions, an alchemist to restore health.

◇ ◇ ◇

It was the fourth day I started preparing to hear the whistle announcing the approaching of Hell Flame Grizzly.

When I heard it, I grabbed the sword and ran outside.

"Mr. Sarasa! I 'm-"

"Lorea was evacuating upstairs here! If Hell Flame Grizzly approaches, blow the whistle!

"Got it!

Due to the insufficient number of collectors, the villagers have distributed whistles and are asked to blow the whistle and let them know if they find a Hell Flame Grizzly off the battle area.

There's a risk that that sound will call me the other way around, but I can't help it because I don't have enough power to just place it inside the village.

I'm a little anxious to leave you, Lorea, but this house is sturdy, so I just have to believe it's okay.

When I rushed into the battle area, there were already gatherers and villagers there who had some confidence in their health.

Iris and Kate, who were helping with fencing and other tasks, have already come, Kate has a bow on the building, and Iris is in front of the fence, mixed with the gatherers.

I saw a relatively close person in it.

"Mr. Andre, and Mr. Gill and Mr. Gray, too. You stayed, didn't you?

"It's obvious, right? We've been based in this village a long time before Sarasa, right?

"Yes, yes. You can't escape because someone you know is in danger."

"If kids like Sarasa are working hard, all the more so."

"No, this is still me, I'm an adult... But thank you."

When I thanked him again, Mr. Andre and the others had a manly grin as illuminated.

"It's not about being thankful. Sarasa's the one who's offering you a lot of smelting potion."

"It's been a little rough, but if you do, you can collect the money."

In addition to regular wound medications, I also needed antidotes, so the amount of work was considerable.

Thanks to the large alchemy kettle, the drug solution itself wasn't that far away, but I knew the neck was bottle-making.

After this was over, when I recovered the bottle, I worked hard enough to make the bottle unnecessary for the time being.

It was tough.

But I'm as ready as I can be.

The fence is not entirely complete, but it is well made with regard to the battle area, and I put water in everything I could put in the water and prepare for the fire.

Children and women are evacuated to sturdy buildings, so they should have them for a while in case they break in.

"Come on, Sarasa, it's not just the Andres, it's us, too, right?

"Oops. We're not like the heckles we've been here lately!

"Honestly, I don't know how useful it is! haha!

Again, the majority of the remaining gatherers are veterans like I remember their faces.

Some people aren't that strong, but just because they have experience, they don't feel safe with Rookie.

"It's okay! If you use the fence successfully and hang it multiple times, you're the one who can kill enough! Let's do our best!

"" "Oooh!!" "

When I spoke, I received a reliable reply from all around me.

... Is that it? Something like I'm in command?

What a little girl I am in this... Mmm, this is the high level of social credibility of an alchemist.

I'm under a lot of pressure.

anxious to leave it to that village chief.

I wanted to leave it to Mr. Jasper or Mr. Andre, but not now.

Confirming with detective magic, we can confirm that the Hell Flame Grizzly is approaching along where the Demonic Crystal was sown.

- Isn't that a little much? There are 20 of them.

But we have to do it in this situation.

"Gentlemen, it's time to come out! Be careful."

Not so long from that word of mine, Hell Flame Grizzly emerges from the woods.

One first, one more from behind, the other......

A battle area made semi-circular by a sturdy fence, its central part is equipped with a demonic crystal stone with the magic of fire, but the enemy is more conscious of those of us who hold weapons outside the fence than you are.

"Dude... you're so big..."

Who was it that leaked that word?

The size of the Hell Flame Grizzly itself was not significantly different from what I knocked down a few days ago, but it is overwhelmingly larger than normal bears etc.

For the first seeker to see, let alone the villagers, it would be a sufficient threat.

You felt the slightly frightened air on this one, and one of the leading ones progressed at the same time as he roared "Ohhhhh!!".

Shit.

I don't think the fence is weak enough to break in a single ramp, but if you can't attack for fear, one day you'll be broken.

All I can do now - frustrate my nose, Lottery!

"" Force Barrett "!

Hell Flame Grizzly as he bows his head and thrusts, slapping magic on its face.

To frustrate your nose correctly, on the tip of your nose.

That jumps Hell Flame Grizzly's jaw and slows it down slightly.

But this is magical enough for a normal adult male to blow up and fracture...

A little shocked.

Attack magic, maybe we should practice.

But that's also since we got through here.

I swung it down to Hell Flame Grizzly's neck at the same time as I pulled out my sword as I stepped forward at once.

Zuban.

Absolutely.

The sword given to him by his master has no resistance, and he chops off Gotri and his neck.

The severed head and torso then rolled down the ground with a gobble as the impetus of the rampage hit the fence with a dong to stop the movement.

And it blows out of the cutting surface, a lot of blood.

"... wow"

No matter how much magic you're using to strengthen your physical abilities, your voice leaks unexpectedly to a slightly unexpected result.

No, I was gonna slit your neck, but I didn't expect you to fall that light.

That's the master's sword, it won't be stylish.

In addition to this side, even Hell Flame Grizzly has stopped moving.

"Mm-hmm! Hell Flame Grizzlies are enemies that can defeat enough! Don't be afraid to attack!

When I coughed and spoke, as haphazardly, from gatherers and villagers, the rubble Crushed and arrows began to fly.

Hell Flame Grizzlies keep coming out of the woods, as they respond to it.

An attack that works makes sense if it frightens you in part or in part.

- Oh, I'm good. Is that Mr. Kate?

I'm aiming for the steeple with an arrow precisely.

There's even something sticking in my eyes... but eyeballs sell for a good price, right?

No, I know it's more important to survive first.

Some enemies throw up fire, but the tightly wet fence doesn't burn easily, and so far no great damage has been done, as the villagers who can't fight, including the seekers, are watering down Bashabasha.

"Rah! Hang a couple of people and we'll kill enough! Anxious guys, make good use of the fence!

It's Mr. Andre who's exhaling.

Already killed one, along with Mr. Gill and the others.

I'm struggling too, but only three more people have been killed because of the short reach due to their physique, the effect of less space to move around due to more enemies, and the support of people who seem to be in danger.

Besides, I haven't been able to take it to instant death like the first one, so I'd rather drain my strength by avoiding or pushing back the arms that would wield me by the time I ran out of breath.

Stamina, we don't have any!

Furthermore, the movement was also restricted because of the corpse rolling on the ground, and at last, when the fifth man was shot, he was to retreat behind the fence.

"Mr. Andre, what's the situation?

"I don't know. We're still two of us."

"Half of them are dead!

That's what we hear from Mr. Kate on the roof.

At my height, it's very helpful because I can't see around it.

"Thanks! So far so good. But..."

"Oh. The fence sucks."

In addition to the accumulated damage, the body is rolling in front of the fence. That's getting harder and harder to fight with the fence shielded in the way.

"Maybe we should have doubled the fence."

"I didn't have time for this. I can't help it. If I'd made half a thing out of it, it'd already be broken -"

Dogawan!

As if Mr. Andre's words had been an opportunity, there was a roar around and fragments of trees splashed apart.

Along with that, Mr. Iris rolls up to us so he can be bounced off.

Beyond it is the international "Hikiki" giant Hell Flame Grizzly.

Its height, raised with two legs, is about twice my height, and seems thicker than my waist, such as the thickness of my arms.

An arrow flies from Mr. Kate against such an enemy, but he rips it out with his arms as if he were paying even a twig.

"Sorry! I couldn't contain it!

"Mr. Iris, that sword......"

"Oh, I just broke it"

At that time, that sword, which Mr. Iris had recovered from the forest, was broken pockingly by about a third of the tip.

In addition to that, there are many lacerations running on the armor and clothes Mr. Iris is wearing.

I've given her quite a few smelting potions, and the scars are the only ones left, but the stiffness of the blood tells the story of the intensity of the battle.

"This guy, is he the boss of the group?

"Sounds like it. I can't do this with the three of us."

"Let's all deal with it"

"Wow, me too! - Oh, the sword."

"Use him. It's my spare."

"Thank you!

Ask the others to back off and surround the boss with five men who added me, Mr. Iris, who borrowed a spare sword from Mr. Andre, to the three Andres.

We stop moving and stare at each other like the boss is on guard over this one too.

Pea, pea, pea!

What I suddenly heard there was the sound of a whistle.

Three times. A sound that informs you of an intrusion from another place.

"-! Mr. Andre, can you go?

"Is it good!?"

"It looks like Andre and the others are the only ones who are going to be able to stabilise and kill me, and I'm leaving here... because it looks like a muzzle"

You were watching me shoot him in the first blow, and the boss's attention seems to be for a good part, me.

If I leave, so much so that I'm likely to come after you.

"Sounds like it. Okay. I'll be back as soon as I can! Hey, you guys! Don't let Sarasa hurt you!

"" Oops!! "

A wild voice responds to Mr. Andre's words.

But it's weirdly more dangerous to be in there to help.

"Please don't let that get in the way, that's all."

"You got it! You guys! Don't let the other enemies near you!

Put that aside, Mr. Andre and the others ran towards those who heard the whistle.

Fortunately, even if they leave, the boss doesn't move and is watching me.

"Mr. Iris, please turn around elsewhere. If you can't keep it down in numbers, the opposite is dangerous."

"... ok"

Mr. Iris silenced for a moment in my words, nodding with a remorseful look, it was time and away from my side.

Because I'm alone, the boss also moved out a little bit, but I also go down a little bit in the direction away from the others, keeping my distance.

The boss opened his mouth wide to see if he was in such a hurry for my move.

Flame braces.

It's dangerous depending on the situation, but if we're confronted one-on-one, we can deal with it.

"Water Polo" Water Ball!

In my wide open mouth, a certain water polo jumps in momentum as far as my head.

"Ggah!"

Let the refluxed water overflow through your nose and raise your voice as your boss seems to suffer.

Jump into that gap and wave your sword. - But shallow.

Four arms, of which I succeeded in cutting the lower left half, but did not reach the torso.

I'd love to aim for my neck if it was meant to be, but its height is way above my head.

I can handle it if you keep your head down and push forward, but you remember the first Hell Flame Grizzly you shot, and I didn't try to keep my head down when they cut my arm off.

This doesn't look like a situation where you can say material or anything.

My sword is powerful, but even if I eat one attack carried out from that thick arm, it's probably over.

It's out of stamina, and even if you can't strengthen your body, it's over.

Does salvation mean that the others work hard and stay out of the way?

"-!"

The boss moves.

My overhead high to swinging arms down.

Quickly avoiding that arm, sharp nails pierce the ground and, along with the sound of Don, soil and stones splash like the ground exploded.

Step in there and cut up your sword as you face the pain it hits your body.

The boss also tried to pull his arm but it was a little slow.

Successfully cut off the upper right arm, halfway through it, and the arm, which is as good as the child's body, rolls to the ground with stiffness.

"Guowo!"

Anger. Pain.

The boss twists his body as he blows blood out of his half-length arm.

Now there are two bottles left in the arm.

Half-attack?

No, given the amount of bleeding, maybe less.

But don't be alarmed.

To me, right before I die, zero or ich.

It doesn't make a difference to die if you hit it.

If this is the case, you should have prepared even decent protective equipment.

But a later festival.

Survive the present to keep it alive in the future.

"" Force Barrett "!!" Force Barrett "!!"

Take a little distance from the rambling boss and hit the magic in a row.

The physical difference, along with how hard it is, if you don't fall, is hard to inflict fatal injuries.

The boss, who devoured "Force Barrett" with considerable power, had two shots in the nose, had his jaw raised in the first shot and leaned "Kakie" big behind him in the second.

Step into that moment.

Feet that went defenseless.

Aim there.

The right foot to the middle, the left foot with the lower arm immobilized, cut off completely and I took a great distance.

Zzzzzzzzz!

Hell Flame Grizzly boss who makes a blunt noise and falls backwards as it is.

One arm and one foot completely cut off, and one arm and one foot cut up to half.

The amount of blood that blows out of it is considerable, and as you see it, its surroundings sink into the blood pond.

With that, the boss moves slowly as well.

"Ha, ha, ha..."

I don't distract myself from it, I support my knee with my hands that are about to collapse, and I "ooh" the potion, an alchemist for physical recovery that I removed from my hip pouch.

Yeah. It doesn't taste good.

I don't have to drink it, but I'm tired, so it's better to be sweet.

This could be sold if you make something delicious.

That's the user gaze.

Feeling the strength healing one by one, I check the boss who stopped moving, exhaling fluently and looking around.

Fighting is still going on.

We're surrounded and dealt with by three or four people per person, so no one seems to have been fatally injured, but it looks like a few have left.

Even if the injury is cured with the smelting drug Potion, it will not recover to health, and there are not many smelting drugs available for physical recovery due to the material.

"In the meantime, accidentally strike from behind, reduce the number -"

Pea, pea, pea!

"Again!? And now..."

What I hear is in the direction where my house is.

There's Mr. Jasper's house, but Mr. Jasper himself, as well as Mr. Elles, is here again to help. I mean, I'm in that neighborhood right now...

"Lorea!

"Mr. Store Manager! Please go!

"So!

"Lord Store Manager, we can handle the rest!

"Whoa! I can't support him like this. He's not a man! Hey!"

"My goodness!

Mr. Iris responds to what Mr. Jasper says, and the other Seekers also raise their voices.

"- Please!

I run between the bodies of a rolling Hell Flame Grizzly and head home.

I assumed it would be a little bulky, but I didn't expect you to come to us.

Because the back faces the woods, it's not like I didn't think about it -.

Run along the woods, through the back of Mr. Elles' house, to the back of my house.

"- Ahhh!!"

A short while ago, a new fence was just made by the hands of Mr. Geberg and the others.

Behind it, there was a portal for easy access, but now it was crushed with large claw marks and rolled to the ground unbroken.

On top of that, there are also signs of destruction in the walls around it.

"Ugh, I had it made because of you!

When I rushed into the backyard, what was spreading there was an even more crippling sight.

The herbal fields I had worked so hard to grow, and the expensive herbs that carefully recovered what was native, they were all trampled and vandalized, obviously not working.

And what executed it was two Hell Flame Grizzlies destroying the back entrance of the house and sticking their heads in it.

They're trying to get inside forcefully from the narrow entrance, and they're even destroying the walls around the door.

"My house..."

- Bear, kill him.

My speed at that time was possibly the best I've ever had.

Two four legs pointing this way, cut it loose, grab the fur on one back and throw it away, while cutting off his head.

Yet another kicks his belly and mows his neck as well where his body floats.

And beat him straight out of the house.

"Lorea, you're safe!?"

"Mr. Sarasa! It's okay."

Jumping into the destroyed kitchen and shouting out loud, what I heard from upstairs was Lorea's voice, who looked fine.

To that voice I exhale in ho relief.

"Lorea, are you two here?

"Yes! As far as I can see from here"

"Got it. Stay there a while longer!

"Understood ~"

I take another bottle of physical recovery pills and run out again to look around the village.

Fortunately, however, I should say that the rest of the Hell Flame Grizzlies had already been crusaded by the time I left the house, and in the end, my last endeavor was in vain.