Yakudatazu Skill ni Jinsei o Sosogikomi 25-nen, Imasara Saikyou no Boukentan Midori Kashi no Akira

The Tors, who exchanged promises to return with Rolloff, once they had their own tent, raised it to the river plain.

Since Euril's stay permit is not until tomorrow, I am willing to make as much money as I can.

The Tors, who finished their lunch with just bread, dried meat and tea, began hunting for red poisoned frogs and blood-blown fish.

In the way they taught me, Thor slashes away the frogs that Euril stopped moving while Sola and Moo caught the fish's attention.

In addition, Euril's < Ice Floor > finishes with helpless fish.

In many cases only one flock sprang up an hour, nor did the fish appear certain, so the achievement in six hours was a crusade of thirty-two frogs and five fish.

There are five skill points for red poisoned frogs and fifteen for bloody fish.

Each will be a different herd, so it is calculated that each person will have five and three points in one battle.

The total number of skill points earned is fifty-five, and Euril alone has five times the correction and is two hundred and seventy-five points.

The reward is better, but it is almost impossible to take the bodies of large amounts of venomous frogs to the shopping center, so we decided to flush them all down to the river and dispose of them.

The fish will also be damaged tomorrow, so cut only the back of the crusade site and similarly turn it into a river stream.

Still before the settlement, but in conjunction with yesterday's, it earned two silver coins and eight large copper coins.

"Compared to a little ghost cave, obviously don't fall"

"It's about half?

"That's less than that. Around 30%."

Although it is much easier to keep waiting blurry on the river's edge than to walk around and fight in the dark aisle, it is also natural that there will be less to gain from it.

"I don't want to go back to the cave."

"If only I could do that. I can't help it now."

It is actually a cave of little ghosts, but it can be a place where you can make a lot of money for adventurers.

Time is limited, but monsters are dense and easy to hunt and recur quickly while they can be monopolized.

It's quite popular, so it's also a convincing hunting ground to only try two or three pairs a month.

But if you dominate, you will be promoted to the Red Iron Class, so hunting around the Little Ghost Forest will be banned per se.

And what awaits is this bloodshed river where the earnings fall.

Diargo taught me, but like the Tolls, attacking at once was a very unsavory way to do it.

You think it was a stone to collect iron ore while trying several times over the months and endure until we had all the cast iron weapons and protective equipment?

"I'm sorry. Looks like I rushed it."

"No, never mind. It's also a flavor of adventure to enjoy the current disabling situation."

"Toe, is this it again? Don't you have one?

"Sorry, Moo. Eat patiently."

Dinner was served with cold bread and dried meat, on the exact same menu as noon.

The only thing that warms your body is vanilla tea in hot water boiled in a heat generator.

Thor cares little, but a diet full of preserved foods seems to be spicy for children whose tongues have recently become fat.

"... Speaking of which, you had a problem with this"

"Um, you've used it a lot. Maybe there's not much left."

Sora's apprehensive gaze poured into Moo's favorite soli, which stood on the ground.

This is about demonic stone tools such as heat generators and rebel boards.

It is very convenient, but demonic stones become essential for its use.

But only the subhuman and spiritual systems were determined to drop the demonic stone.

In other words, they are no longer readily available to the Tors, who are no longer able to exorcise goblins.

Of course, you can buy from the Adventurers Bureau, but in that case, three times the value of the purchase will be sold.

It's not a price I can't buy, but I'm really hesitant because I was able to pick it up for free.

That point was also pointed out to Diargo, but he doesn't sell out much unless he's having trouble with gold because he uses Demon Stone a lot.

Do you think you need to be able to accumulate as much as possible during the Little Ghost Forest Age and even bring it to the torn wind wilderness?

Since it was a habit that Thor could not think of while owning demonic stone tools, there is nothing he can do about it now.

Most importantly, there is no slight handover.

"There's a lot of other troubles."

"Yeah, it's a hard story to drink even though you have plenty of water"

"If it hadn't been for the red water and the smell,"

Drinking water held up quite a few in leather bags, but still has only a few left in two days.

They say the river's reddish water can't be drunk if it boils, but the very iron smell lingers on their tongues.

Even if it is used for hand washing or the like, it can have a unique smell.

Moreover, when pumping water, there is also a high risk of unintentional strikes by monsters.

"And then... I need to make a toilet."

"Hopefully, it's top priority."

"Moo's going anywhere!

Unlike the woods that the green bushes hid for me, this place has only brown hills as far as I can see.

For this reason, it was slightly disapproved of the group of women except one.

However, it disassembles and absorbs what the sorbent grass has put out, so it is the salvation that has no cleaning hassle.

"And Moo's new shoes, too. Per cane, I suppose, for Mr. Yuryl."

Conditions on the ground were worse than expected and the problems that had arisen with the movement of Moo and Euril also needed to be addressed.

Sola suddenly asked the senior magic technician if he had come up with anything about the words.

"Um, doesn't Mr. Yuryl need a cane when he uses magic tricks?

"Oh? Uh..."

"I'm sorry, I didn't tell you anything about it."

As Thor pinched his mouth from the side, the eyes of the silver-haired beauty only slightly increased their radiance.

Looks like my former teacher's blood made a scene once in a while.

"Right. On the contrary, why did you think it was necessary?

"Eh. Is it because you seem to use magic tricks?

"Oh, you're right. Wonderful, Mr. Sola."

To the exact hit and compliment, the girl smiles lightly.

Euril, who narrowed her eyes just a little to the way it looked, gave me a rough explanation.

Originally, it was the priests who served the temple of the Six Gods who carried the wand.

It is said that they have made a learning to carry a wooden wand showing its branches, in reverence of the skilled tree given to the soul, and that it has gradually spread to men who use magic moves.

The clergy wand is colored with jewels and jewels that show the colours of the gods, and they are also devised to know at a glance who they are serving.

"Is that it? So it doesn't really matter if you don't have a wand?

"That young wooden wand. They're going to replenish the magic a little bit, but I heard you were resting."

"That's right... I thought I was the only one with a cane, but you didn't want it."

"It's easy when you walk, and it helps when you set goals. Um, speaking of which, doesn't Mr. Yuryl have a cleric wand?

"............ yes"

"But?"

"'Cause that weirdly stands out, and that... if you had a wand on it, wouldn't it look like a grandmother?

Euril, red-headed at the tip of his long ear, asks upward.

The Tors laughed as they shook their necks sideways at that adorable look with no shards left of the old woman's elements.

Laughing, Thor was remembering last night's foolish story about Diargo.

The party that dominated the little ghost cave without thinking deeply gets easily stuck in this river.

In a situation where earnings are forced to fall inconvenience and become tingly, monotonous and untouched hunting continues.

Quitting or falling out is inevitable.

The Tea Horn youth also had a poorly spoken and reluctant personality and said it was the side they left behind.

When we joined forces to dominate the Little Ghost's Cave, we felt this party was the only one, but it was an illusion.

Thor looked around at the faces of his three companions as he scratched under his chin, chewing the joy of meeting everyone in his chest.