The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

Cut the wind through the woods and push on.

It's winter so it's pretty cold, but fun.

I guess it feels good when the season is spring.

"Prior Gilmouth, are you okay to travel at this speed?

"Yeah, it's no problem. Because I have more or less grasped the forest around here. And it's amazing!

There is a grin in Mr. Pliagilmuth's excited voice.

That would be so.

Why, because I'm on the move on top of Mr. Sarpent, the patron saint of the village.

"Thanks"

In thanking Mr. Sarpent, he looks at me with his neck quickly pointed back and his eyes narrowed.

I want you to look forward because you're on the move, but that look is adorable.

Nevertheless, I didn't know there would be a day to travel aboard Mr. Sarpent.

Mr. Sarpent came to see me from somewhere as I walked through the woods looking for where I hunted Bears.

However, when I apologized for explaining that I had business today, Mr. Sarpent quickly lifted my body with his nose tip and put it on my back.

While he was stunned and solidified, Sola and Ciel, who had changed to slime, rode on his back.

And Mr. Sarpent turned his gaze to Mr. Druid and Mr. Pliagilmuth, so he took a check to see if it was a good ride and then got them both on board.

"I can't believe you're taking me. It's amazing to be with Mr. Ivy."

There is a bitter smile in Mr. Pliagilmuth's words.

I think it's because of Ciel, not me, that I got on Mr. Sarpent.

"Ciel, is it time to get to where Bearce was?

I traveled on Mr. Sarpent, but do you know Ciel?

Ciel looks around and shivers with a pull.

"Around here?

……

"A little further?

"Nya-yay."

A little further.

Then a little bit, the ciel unwittingly rings.

Mr. Sarpent stopped at the voice.

Wow, I could probably get to my destination in half the time I was supposed to.

"Thanks"

I thank Mr. Sarpent and get off my back.

Mr. Druid and Mr. Priagilmas are also thanking each other for coming down and looking around.

"You know which neighborhood?

"Yeah, it's one of those places Bearce used to get together a lot. Oh, that!

Looking in the direction pointed by Mr. Pliagilmuth, there are claw marks like scratches on the trunk of a tree.

"This is definitely a Bearce nail mark. Because he's got sharp nails hidden."

Yes, it is.

I saw the Bears I've been hunting, but they didn't look sharp on my nails.

"In this place, four to five hours from the village. It's going to be an exercise in hunting and how to spend a winter night."

Looks kind of happy.

Apparently, one of the guild master jobs is to raise young adventurers.

The reason for raising them is not to let them die.

They say a lot of young adventurers think it's okay to force them a little bit.

But in the woods, it's not a sweet place to look.

A little alarm leads to immediate death, such a place.

So they put in work so that they can work with the top adventurers in order to gain experience for the younger adventurers.

Ms Pliagilmuth taught me that the work of being taught knowledge by veterans' top adventurers seems to be quite popular with the young adventurers and that many adventurers have already gathered for this Bearce crusade job.

"I hope it works out"

"Yeah, I'm just worried about the weather because it's winter"

Look around, listening to the conversation between Mr. Druid and Mr. Priagilmas.

"Are you there?"

I look around the neighborhood but I don't see Bearce.

That's right. Bearce won't be anywhere near where Mr. Sarpent or Ciel are, will he?

I wanted to see Bearce in motion, but I had no choice.

"Nyah?

"Hmm? I was wondering if you wanted to see the moving Bears for a second."

"Huh!

Hmm?

When I looked at Ciel wondering how it rang a little differently, Ciel returned to Adandala.

When my gaze matched mine, one rang and ran away somewhere.

"What, Ciel?

"Puffy?"

Sora also looks at Ciel's running away in wonder.

"You're gone, aren't you?

"Puppy."

Is that it? With that said, where did Sol go?

I've been on top of Ciel, and even after it changed into slime, it was cleverly attached, right?

"Sol?"

"Pefu."

Huh?

I hear voices near my ears.

When I look at my right shoulder in a hurry, Sol is on it a bit.

"When?"

"Pefu."

I'm a little chesty, Sol.

Apparently, he's happy to surprise you.

"Ugh. This, this."

Tuntung with his fingers, and when he pokes Sol, he's shaking with a pull of fun.

Well, I was in a hurry to see if I'd dropped it somewhere, so I'm glad you're here.

"What's up?

I approached Mr. Druid as he looked around to see if he had finished his conversation with Mr. Pliagilmuth.

"What about Ciel?

"I ran away somewhere"

"What?"

Mr. Druid with a surprised look.

Well, you're surprised.

When we go in the back of the woods, almost Ciel stays away from us.

I'm sure it's to keep you safe.

"What's going on?

With that said, it was when you said you were sorry I couldn't see Bearce alive, right?

Could it be Bears?

No way, huh?

"Something's coming this way."

Mr. Priagilmas takes an alert position while pulling out his sword.

The presence of Ciel is still huge.

Mr. Druid also pulls out his sword.

"Phew."

I accidentally had a big shadow on my back and heard a threatening noise from over my head.

Pah, looking back, Mr. Sarpent is getting up big and intimidating around.

At the same time as that intimidation, I could see the signs that were closing in on me escaping.

"I see, because there was a replacement, did Ciel go somewhere?"

"Sounds like it. Thank you, Serpent."

Mr. Sarpent, who lowered his face softly to my words, rubs his nose tip against my stomach.

She looks sweet and cute.

When I stroked my nose tip with my hand, I narrowed my eyes gladly.

"Mr. Serpent is very good at putting out signs."

"Hmm?"

"Because there was no sign of Mr. Sarpent at all until the sign of the demon approached"

It is still a sign of considerably more containment than it was when I intimidated him.

Maybe you can't find it in the woods because you're good at putting out the signs.

"Mr. Druid! Could you show me that sword? That's a demon stone, isn't it?

Mr. Pliagilmuth is staring at the sword Mr. Druid has.

Apparently, I'm worried about the demonic stones made by Flem.

Sure, that's a little awesome demon stone.

"Oh, nothing, but keep it a secret."

"Of course! So, this is still a fairly high level of demon stone, right?

Mr. Pliagilmuth stares at the Demon Stone with excitement.

"I guess."

"Probably?"

"Oh, because I haven't looked into it"

"Eh. It's a waste. After a thorough examination, this sword will be well regarded and its name will be sold."

You can sell your name?

"No, I don't want to stand out, so it's okay as it is now"

"Really, I'm sorry. Where did you get this demon stone in the cave? Or is it a demon drop?

Mr. Druid looks at me with a troubled look.

Mr. Pliagilmuth knows Flem is resurrecting the Demon Stone, so it's no problem knowing he can build a new Demon Stone, right?

"The demon stone was made by Flem, so it's not something you got in a cave or a drop."

Mr. Pliagilmuth, who was looking at the demon stone in my words, stops moving.

And turn your gaze to me.

I took that gaze and pulled it off a bit.

Why are you smiling like that?