The Novice Alchemist’s Store

When I came home, there was a fine enclosure next door.

"... that?

The report to troublesome Erin pushes Andre and the others - please, I came back early to see Lorea's face...

No, no, of course I asked Mr. Andre and the others for a reason, didn't I?

Unlike me, Andre and I go to Erin to collect the reward.

"Oh, could this be my reward...?

To Andre and the others for whom cash is a reward, Erin presented me with a herbal field (with caretaker).

Much more splendid for a field enclosure - higher than my height, and no clearance for people to let in - but if you peek inside through the gap in the fence, what was there was certainly a field-like object.

While the majority are still grass-grown, three men plow the ground and work to make fields.

"... Mr. Sarasa?

"Oh, Lorea!

If you look back at the voice you were called from behind, there's Lorea with an amazing look on her face.

"Welcome home. I'm relieved to be back safely."

"Yeah, I'm home! Thanks, guys, no injuries. - Not! Uh, what's this?

"It's a field. I heard about the reward for your job?

"Yeah, it is... it's wider than I thought, and it's kind of a very fine enclosure..."

There may be fields in this village, somewhat beastly fences, but there is no such thing as a field surrounded by such a sturdy fence, at least to the best of my knowledge.

Even if it's not as good as the new fence built on the border with the woods after Hell Flame Grizzly the other day, this sturdiness has something close to it.

"Are you avoiding the beast? It's my field, so you worked hard for me?

"Is that it? That's better than avoiding the beast, avoiding people... let's get this straight, avoiding impudent gatherers."

Lorea says that with her arms around her and her snorts.

Indeed, from the gatherers, there are worthwhile herbs growing in front of us even if we don't go into the woods.

"... no, just stealing the herb from the field next to ours? Normal."

No matter how much, you can't bring the medicinal herbs you stole from the field to our store, can you?

"Mr. Sarasa, ordinary people don't do crop thieves. There are many good gatherers in this village right now, but back in the day, when this village was busy with gatherers, it seemed that there was also damage to crops being stolen from the fields. I wasn't born."

"Oh yeah...?

No, I don't think I have any of those uncomfortable people either, but what happens if I do that in such a small village? Though I think I understand.

"Well, it looks like the thief joined the villagers and the other gatherers, bummed it out and beat it out"

"Ugh, yeah... it will, I knew it"

The fields of this village are only small objects, so they are right next to the village or in the village.

You won't be able to steal without anyone finding you, and you have a small population, so ask around and you'll quickly find the killer.

Moreover, in small villages where there are no officials, the village chief is the supreme power.

Fortunately, the village chief of this village is a good man, even if somewhat unreliable, but because some villages do not even guarantee that a proper investigation will be carried out... the culprit, if he was left the village alive even if he was bogged down, it may be your word.

"It doesn't happen very often, but this is out of the village, and I think I did my best because I'm in trouble when they steal all the medicinal herbs and run off to South Strag with their feet."

"Oh well. Well, as far as I'm concerned, I'm relieved, so I appreciate it."

Anyway, if it's about to get stolen a little bit, I can't even pick the seeds if they get screwed.

If you plant precious herbs, it doesn't mean no one will give them away.

In some cases, maybe I should also consider installing crime prevention equipment.

"I think Erin will come to explain the details... Michael!

When Lorea spoke, the people who were working looked back at her and gently raised their hands to stop the work and approached her.

Oh, I thought there were three men, and one is a woman.

I didn't know because I was wearing a large straw hat with my back to this one.

"Sarasa, this is Michael and his wife, Izu, and your brother, Gut."

Mr. Gatt has a pretty disappointing physique, and the color of that skin burned in the day feels like a farmer.

I left it up to Lorea when it came to eating, so she didn't get a chance for me to go shopping for vegetables, but I remember saying hello when I was farming.

By contrast, Michael said he was Mr. Gatt's brother, in a narrow physique, which at first glance seemed less like a brother. At least you're not a farmer, are you?

Mr. Izu also draws a line from the village's women-specific success (...) and (...), and although it seems healthy, it is far from the strength of those who work in agriculture.

"Mr. Gatt has seen you before, but Michael and Izzu have met, right?

I'm a little unsure, but this village isn't huge.

Exactly who I haven't seen before...... there shouldn't be many.

"Yes, we have recently returned to this village…"

"Oh, I knew it was. You two... er..."

There is mostly one thing about people leaving the countryside.

The pattern of a second son, second daughter and later, who does not succeed in the family business, going to a large town in search of work without even being able to marry in the village.

Like Mr. Gretz, some people want to get into some profession and leave the village, but that's a pretty small minority.

So many people leave the village in no time... should I ask why such a person came back to this village...?

- Lorea won't hesitate to bust my tour.

"Michael was in South Strag. Looks like Izu and I got married there, but we didn't get a very good job. Simply put, you're back!

"Lo, Lorea..."

Michael's crying look on Lorea's words without a real body or lid, and Izu standing beside him is also smiling bitterly.

Michael's back, like your brother, Gut, mumbled.

"It's not true! When I get married - you should go celebrate... you can't make decent money, but you're not married. It was helpful because I happened to have a conversation from Mr. Erin, but what were you going to do, you?

"Ugh... that's... I appreciate it. To Mr. Erin, and to your brother. Oh, of course, to Mr. Sarasa!

Anything, when I heard my brother out of town got married, Mr. Gatt said, 'You succeeded safely!' He went out to celebrate with joy and courage to the South Strag.

But what was there was my brother and sister-in-law, who lived on the critical side every day.

For once, we were both at work, so it didn't seem like it was enough to say that we were in distress, but we have no vision of the future.

That said, there can't be enough room for Mr. Gatt, who is a fine farmer in the village, to be able to provide assistance, and at that time he seemed to have to leave the celebration of his marriage behind and go home.

"In that state, how could you marry me?

It's like Michael who attacked me, so if you ask Izu why he accepted...

"This guy feels bad if I don't support him..."

"" Wow... "

With a troubled look, me and Lorea unwittingly align their voices with Izu's words that make them feel somewhere happy.

This is a bad pattern!

Wife supporting the lack of merit.

He's beautiful at first sight, but he can't be happy with either!

"At this rate, right? I'm not leaving you alone, and you asked Erin from me."

Hearing stories about Erin looking for someone to work in the herbal field just then, when she was worried about the situation of her brother and his wife, Mr. Gatt said she was in a hurry to bow her head to Erin and call back Mr. and Mrs. Michael.

Normally, if you are going to increase the number of new fields in the village, you will have to bear all the costs you need to do so yourself, as well as the cost of living to eat up until you can produce crops.

Since this is a herbal field that will be made as a reward for me, it seems that Erin will pay me enough wages to live in a village and even harvest... well, it is definitely a pretty good condition.

"Brother... he's a good man..."

To Mr. Gut, who sighed, I nodded smugly.

I don't know about the brothers who left the house, I'd rather throw them out because I'm in the way, because some houses are like that, but I'll break your bones on purpose.

"Heh. That's not true. Whatever this guy is, he can't make his sister-in-law unhappy because of it, can he? I don't have any money, but I can help you if I can."

And so on, Mr. Gatt says as he scratches his nose like it's a little lit, but he also came all the way out here to help out with the dirt lifting he was doing now, after he finished working on his field.

Even though it's hard to farm in the summer...

"Good luck in the heat"

"It's summer, so there's no choice. Still, it's a lot easier this year, huh? I have Sarasa's cooling hat. If it weren't for that, this guy would already be down!

That's what I said, Mr. Gatt poking Mr. Michael in the face.

The little poked Michael nods as he smiles bitterly about whether he is conscious or not.

"Yes, it's really helping. - I owe you this hat, too."

"I'm also such a midsummer farm job, not very much without this... I can't believe these country villagers normally have the smelter Artifacts - oh, sorry!

Mr. Izu, who polarized and leaked the incontrovertible facts, holds his mouth down with his hands and apologizes hastily.

But Lorea and Mr. Gatt shook their heads, not looking particularly concerned.

"Because it's definitely rural. This is still a little better since Sarasa arrived..."

"Right. Even for a cooling hat, I guess I just got it thanks to Sarasa. Thank you both, Sarasa, okay?

"Absolutely."

"Yeah, I'm listening. Uh, Mr. Sarasa, is it okay if I bring in my hat?

"Yes. Anyone from the village. You're moving here, aren't you?

"Of course. - Yay, you get a stylish cooling hat"

Mr. Izu nods deeply and leaks those words in a small voice.

Since what Izu is wearing right now is the straw hat type commonly used by farmers in this village, as a city grown Izu, maybe he wants to look a little more stylish.

Even for me, Izu brought in a slightly more stylish hat like that, and more product variations are welcome, so on the contrary, thank you very much.

Exactly. There will be little second demand for villagers, but they might be able to sell it to Mr. Gretz.