Welcome to the Monsters’ Guild ~ The Strongest Group Who Did Everything, for a Price ~

"This is the gathering ground where you take on the town's food situation."

Before the Rises, there was a wheat field that spread out on one side of their sight.

"Why do humans pack and plant plants like this? I wish I could plant it so I could stretch it out more."

Dry adds without the concept of agriculture hang his neck.

"I wonder why."

Trent also looked at the wheat fields wonderfully.

"Ooh! Whatever you do, you're a shop."

As Rise and the others watched the wheat fields, they heard a call for them.

Turning to the voice, a young man who looked pure was running towards Rises.

"Hi, it's Rise from Monsters Delivery."

"Oh, thank you. I manage the fields around here. I say John in Mont."

"Nice to meet you, Mr. John."

When Rise offers his hand, John also hands again and shakes hands.

"John's fine, Mr. Rise."

"Then this is good with Rise. And this is Dry Adds and Trent, who were brought here as assistants on this one."

"I say dry adds. Thank you very much."

The dry ads, who pinched the skirted petals and greeted the nobleman's lady, grinned at the dust and John.

"Ah, duh, thank you, Mr. Dryad. Oh, please call me John!

Smiled by a dry ad with an outdoor aesthetic, John introduces himself again with a bright red face.

It is precisely a shameless handiwork in the name of the maiden in the woods who confounds men.

"I'm Trentowo."

Greet Trent as he moves the branches deliberately.

"Ugh, wow! … Oh, this is the demon of the example."

John was surprised to see Trent, but he didn't show that much disgust with Trent because he was more attentive to the beauty of dry ads than to the surprise of seeing demons.

This would also make Trent look like a mere tree at first sight.

"Who's the client, by the way?

In Rise's memory, it was the old man who asked for the job.

"Uh, it's my jerk who made the request, but he went to town telling the horse doctor to fix it because his back hurts. I'll change."

Explain the obviousness of the matter and tell John that you are acting on his behalf.

"Yeah, but I know about the field, too. This way. Ah, Mr. DryAdd, you're not well on your feet, so be careful."

"Hehe, you're sweet, Mr. John."

"Hey, hey! Not so much."

You haven't noticed yet that DryAds is a demon, John was deledre to her.

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"The fields around here are a lot better maintained."

Dry Adds happily talks to John as he sees how the field is on the road.

She is a plant demon, which makes her happy that the plant is healthy, too.

"Yes, no, it's mostly a dick job. But, well, lately, the guy's had a bad back, too, so I'm the one who's been managing the field differently!

John responds to dry ads with less humble modesty.

Her attention is focused on plants, and I don't care as much about John, who manages them, but Rise wasn't wild enough to say so.

"Well, is it? But it's a big deal because this is the only field I can trust."

"Is that so!? Hey, I'm glad you said that from a beautiful person like you!

John was nagging, but suddenly he got sick and sighed.

"What's wrong?

"No, I can't believe my father left it to me to suffer from a disease I've never seen in my life."

John is depressed that he got into trouble even though he was tasked with managing the field because of it. And a little walk away, John stopped.

"It's this field. Only the wheat here is strangely shriveled. The other fields are just fine, I don't know what caused it."

When Rise looked at the wheat beside him, the wheat did shrivel, as John put it.

The wheat in the surrounding wheat fields is not, but only this field is shriveled.

"What do you say? Do you understand?

"Not to me. Dry adds, Trent, you know what it is?

When Rise spoke to the two of them, DryAds stared at the wheat in a difficult face.

"Dry Adds?

The dry adds go to see not only the fields in question, but also the surrounding fields.

And when I finished checking all the neighboring fields, I came back to Rise and the others.

"What do you think, you get it?

Dry Adds slowly shake their necks vertically.

"Yes, the reason these wheats are shriveling is sickness."

"Sick?"

"Yeah, and if it stays like this, the other fields will be the same. I'm fine at first sight, but I already have the same disease."

"Were you ill after all… but I've never been ill with such symptoms before."

John sighed when he heard the wheat was sick.

"So, what happens to wheat if it stays this way?

Is there nothing wrong with the part where the stem just shrivels and becomes edible, or does it need to be treated in a hurry? Rise asks Dry Adds for an answer.

"If you keep doing this, all the wheat will dry up."

"Oh, no! If all the fields around here are wiped out, it's a huge loss!

"I'm telling you wheat's bitter too. Ooh."

Trent utters words that speak for the feelings of wheat. Trent, the demons of plants, understands how plants feel.

"Yeah, he says when someone he doesn't know comes, it gets painful."

"People I don't know...... Ah!

John gives a voice to the words of Dry Adds.

"Something come to mind?

John gives a nod back to Rise's voice.

"Yeah, a little while ago, a traveling merchant came to me asking me to sell him wheat. I really need it, so she asked me to sell it because I could use some old wheat. The purchase price offered was also a good price, so I sold the wheat in stock."

"Perhaps the man caused the disease to move to the wheat in the field."

John holds his head as the dry adds speculate on the source of the disease's infection.

"I can't believe I didn't have to sell wheat then! But it's the iron rule of commerce to sell when you can..."

I thought I might not deserve that, Rise, but it's sole there, I'm an adult, so I'll leave it softly in my chest.

"Anyway, is there a way to cure the disease?

"Once and for all………………"

"Do you have one! If there is, please heal it immediately! If the wheat fields are wiped out, the town runs out of stockpiles and can't get past the winter! When that happens, it's a liability issue! The fields are not just mine, there are wheat fields managed by others!

I'm going to look at the Rises with John's eyes peeling.

"Dry adds, if there's a way, will you do it?

"... Yes, sir."

When I heard a request from Rise, Dry Adds said yes.

"Normally, if a plant gets sick, humans mow all the surrounding plants so that they don't transfer disease to other plants, and then burn them together. But unlike human diseases, there are no medicines to cure plant diseases."

Dry Adds frown in a bad mood.

"Can't you fix it with restorative magic?

"Oh, that's it! Ask the example unicorn to fix it magically!

Even as John cheered that it was a name, Dryad shook his head and denied it.

"You can't do that. The healing magic effect of unicorns is on one person. But there are hundreds and thousands of wheat in the field. I can't cure it with very healing magic. Worst cured wheat will be transferred from another wheat again."

Unlike attack magic, which can attack ranges, because recovery magic only works for individuals with some exceptions.

"So, but there's some way!

John sees the dry adds as he desires.

"Yeah, I do. That's what I was about to explain."

Dry Ads turned his face on him, and John blushed at the mess he made in front of her.

"How to cure wheat disease, sole should give you an alternative to medicine."

"What do you call an alternative?

Dry Adds give their alternate names after a breath.

"It is the nectar or sap of a plant demon."