Thor and Sola's Little Ghost Forest Pass began.
Day two.
"If you find Goblin's footprint, check the width first."
"Do you wear leg lengths?
"No, we're going to look at the width and check the numbers. Those guys are always only one of two or three herds. If there are two, there will be one in front and two in the back."
Thor points to the ground at his feet as he explains.
On the green moss, there was still a small footprint of the new shimmer.
I can tell the number of goblins is two because it continues in almost one row.
"The herd's territory is more or less within a hundred steps and basically moves along the outer perimeter. So as soon as we find it, we fight, and the place says we're in danger of another swarm of territory coming at us."
"Heh, it's a fellowship."
"To avoid that, the trick is to pull in and fight a little inside the territory. Here's the thing, for example..."
Tor leaves the finely rolled shells removed from the backpack on the ground at equal intervals.
"Goblins have pretty good eyes. He's got a good nose, but not as good as a dog. If you run, use the tree, not the straight one."
"Like this?
Sora jumps over lightly with her hands on the fallen tree and quickly lays herself down behind it.
And I raised my voice low.
"Oh, I'm growing mushrooms, Tor!
"That's white spotted mushrooms."
"Yummy?"
"Oh, they taste good when you sprinkle them with salt and cook them. It's just a poison powder ingredient, so they'll buy it at the station."
"Mmm, that's delicious in a different way."
Sora speaks of what she wondered, picking mushrooms at once.
"Is poison even a snake?
"Don't look around here. Toxic powder is used to prevent skin rashes and itching. - Whoa, you're here, stay hidden, Sola."
The goblins, who were frightened and angry by the empty finely curled shellfish, were lightly returned to the two of them.
The results of the day are twenty goblins, fifteen demonic stones, one pointed beak and one forest slime.
There were twenty white spotted mushrooms, but I decided to sell only fifteen. It is forty copper coins in five bottles.
Together, they made money on six large copper coins and ninety-seven copper coins.
But the gold that went out was almost offset by a sola sheathed demolition knife and a small hole digging required for an outdoor toilet, and six large copper coins in two leather bags for collection.
Most of the products around here are essential if you want to continue your adventure, so you can't help but spare them.
The five mushrooms I brought home are asked by my landlord, Yuryl, to make a poison powder.
She has a good medicine collector she knows.
Other ingredients are necessary, but five vitiligo mushrooms can make three sachets of poison powder.
One bag at a time to Yuryl and the pharmacist as a fee, one bag at a time to the Tolls.
Day three.
"Hey, Tor, is this the bitter grass you were going to yesterday?
"Oh, there it is."
"The grass, like in the mountains, was taken, wasn't it? The one that stops bleeding if you put it on your wound."
"Maybe it's the same grass"
Behind the thickened forest, the growing grass is also affected by it.
In the case of bitter grass, as the name suggests, the bitter taste was also stronger, but the hemostasis and analgesia were also stronger.
This grass, which serves as the ingredient for the blood suppression ointment, is bought forty pieces of copper in the same five bundles as mushrooms because it is not grown in the whole city.
"Don't unplug every root. Cut it off at the stem on the sushi. It'll grow again in about three days."
"Heh, I can take it as many times as I want. I'll take the place if you remember."
"Not this season. After the summer, the time is up and you won't be able to pick it."
Bittersweet grass, an evergreen perennial grass, sprouts from spring tips to summer serving.
White spotted mushrooms also disappear at the end of the Mizugami season, so it was common sense to pick them up and make pills and store them up as much as possible at this time of year.
The results for this day are fifteen goblins, ten demon stones and two horn moles.
And I took fifteen bunches of bitter grass, so I bought only ten bunches.
Together, they make five large copper coins and six copper coins.
As with the mushrooms the day before, have them turned into a blood suppressing ointment via Euril.
And I went up early, so I decided to go to Money and Water today.
On the third day, he earned about one silver coin, so it is a combination of celebration and comfort.
"I've never had a big bath!
"Don't worry, I asked for guidance"
"Hehe, nice to meet you, Mr. Sola"
It's impossible for Thor to accompany me inside, so I asked Yuryl to come in with me.
The girl, anxiously able to swim her eyes, crept through the warm curtains as the old woman urged her.
When I was in a mountain village, I was about to bathe in the river or wipe it with a wet cloth, so I wouldn't have to be nervous either.
Tor was also hard to get used to the act of being naked with a large crowd and soaking them in hot water.
Thirty minutes to be late for Tor.
Sola was in a very good mood after a spin.
The washed dark hair is not completely dry yet, and it wiggles a bright glow.
The complexion is also like a peeled egg, which seems to have been polished further to the smoothness and softness.
Thor, who was sending a slightly frightened glance at Shagu Sola, is gently eared by Yuryl.
"Mr. Thor. Well, Mr. Sola... I think I only have one pair of underwear."
Day four.
We stopped hunting in the morning and were to go to the fabric store with Euril's guidance.
I only tried to give you the money to go with me, but somehow we talked about buying Thor's underwear as well.
Sounds like Sora had a bad time getting her chest up when she heard she didn't have spare underwear and said, "I'm changing one."
"Here it is. Sorry to bother you."
"Welcome. Oh, Master Yuryl."
The store where Tor and the others were taken was at the corner of Northwestern Avenue, which didn't take much of a trip.
There are many tanneries, blacksmiths, etc. living around here, only shops dealing with workshops and tools.
It's not that big in the store, but I could see every corner neatly because of the small window on the lights.
The shelves are lined with colorful fabrics, and luxurious looking textiles descend from the walls.
The lady shopkeeper who welcomed her was in a quiet shape, a thin-eyed beauty with straight dark hair.
"What are you looking for today?
"Right. I'd like you to take a look at these two underwear."
"Yes, I accept"
The woman shopkeeper, who has brought up the winding ruler and strings, measures Tor and Sola's body in a tedious motion.
"Have you decided on the fabric yet?
"It's going to be hot, and how about two flax weaves, one cotton weave?
"Then there's good grain dough in it."
No matter how you ask me, I can't even answer to Thor, who doesn't know how those two are different.
Sola is looking around the store with her eyes shining, and she doesn't have a bare look to listen to.
In the end, you get to choose from as much budget as you want and cut the fabric.
Then, when the woman shopkeeper waved the bell small, an elderly man appeared from the back of the store.
No hair left, sharp eyes like needles on the high eagle nose.
It is somewhat similar to the female shopkeeper, so it would be a pattern for parents and children or close to it.
"Oh, welcome. Dear Yuryl."
"You were out of time. I was sent here today to help with some of these clothes."
"Thank you for that. Hey, are you done cutting?
"Yes, this is it. How long is it going to take?
"Now that I have my hands free, the woman has three days. A man's got enough for one day."
Apparently, the mistress cuts the cloth and the man is in charge of the tailoring.
That's why I came together in four days to pick it up.
The price is two silver coins together.
It seems very cheap for nine pieces of underwear because one regular jacket is for the same price.
In addition, he then stops at the clothes store and purchases a range of ready-made underwear and bedding tops and bottoms for Sola.
This is because of the cheap material called hemp weaving, it took two identical silver coins.
Honestly, it was an unscheduled expense this time, but Thor decided not to worry because Sola was thrilled.
Besides, at the current pace, it would be easy to get it back in a week or so.
Sola mentioned that she would like a square stall for lunch, so the three of us take a trip to Central Square.
Euril narrowed her eyes and spoke to Thor as she watched the girl peek around the sale as she made a small leap.
"You're feeling much better."
"Really? It's been like that for a long time."
"No, I'm talking about Mr. Thor."
You use your left hand as a matter of course, but you must have noticed.
Thor felt that Yuryl's smiling words contained more meaning than that.
"Sure, things may have changed a bit here lately"
"Really? But don't push it too hard."
"Yes, I'll be careful"
"And..."
Euril's eyes move on to Sola, who returns with a steamed bun.
"Whatever happens, take care of her,"
The side of the old woman, who said so, seemed to Thor to sink just a little.
After finishing lunch, he also goes out to the woods to work on a little ghost hunt.
I did it all afternoon and the achievements were poor with eleven goblins and seven demon stones.
Ten white spotted mushrooms and five bunches of bitter grass have been harvested.
Sticky until a little late, so it was on the verge of sunset that the Tors returned.
As usual, the two creep through the outer gate listening with one hand up the young gatekeeper's light mouth.
And the arrow tip that tried to step into the square, all of a sudden the path was blocked.
Standing in front of Thor and Sola was a group in black uniform.