The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

The cold eases only a little when the sun is out.

At that time, I head to Mr. Rose's shop.

"There you are."

"Excuse me."

"Oh? Did you still need something?

Mr. Rose seems strange to us visiting day after day.

Answer that with a bitter laugh.

"Hey, I've got an item I really want"

"What?

"Do you have any items that you can find out about the level of Demon Stone?

Mr. Rose opens his eyes in surprise.

"Demon Stone Level? If you go to the guild, you'll have an easy look into it."

You're right, but I still don't think so?

"I'd like to do a little personal research. Don't you?

Mr. Druid explains the grin and laughter, but Mr. Rose's eyebrows rose a bit.

Is this suspicious?

"... it's not a criminal relationship, is it?

"Absolutely."

View Mr. Rose and Mr. Druid alternately.

We're both facing each other seriously.

I have unusual tension and my heart is beating and loud.

"Heh, well, that would be nice"

"Thank you. So, is there?

"There is one thing. But I don't know the details like appraisal skills, there's a problem with that."

Problem?

"Can you show me?

"Oh, wait a minute."

Mr. Druid sighs as he drops Mr. Rose off to the back room.

"Nervous ~"

"Good luck"

Speaking of which, I have a magic item that reads the function of the item, but can't I see the demon stone level with that?

"Um, can't we see the Demon Stone level now?

It was nearby, take a magic item that reads the function.

"Then we can't find out the demon stone level. If we can do that, we can't buy it."

"Can't buy it?

"The magic item is only allowed to be possessed by a person who has been tested and qualified and who has a store that sells the item."

"Exams? Qualifications?

"Some items are dangerous, depending on how they are handled. That's why we need knowledge, but if we don't manage it properly, we can bias that knowledge, right?

Indeed.

"For this reason, there are exams to find out that everyone has more than a certain amount of knowledge. If I fell five times, I wouldn't qualify for life."

That's a tough world.

Speaking of which, the moment I heard about the exam, I felt a great rejection.

I understand that the thing called exams is hard, but I don't actually know what it is.

Probably brought back my senses before.

It's been quiet lately, so I'm a little surprised.

"You kept me waiting. This is it."

Mr. Rose returns with a black board in his hand.

"This is it, when you put down the Demon Stone, you should see the level. Probably."

Even though I'm always confident Mr. Rose, the description of this item is a little different than usual.

Looking at the black board while wondering, Mr. Rose put one demon stone on that black board.

Wait for the level to appear, but no change.

"Oh, no."

"What?"

A deep wrinkle between your eyebrows as you turn your gaze to Mr. Rose's words.

"What do you mean?

"As you can see. This appraisal skills-based item is a real pain in the ass."

"You mean fragile?

"No, this isn't broken. I just don't respond."

It's not broken, but it doesn't respond?

Uh, aren't you saying that's broken?

"This item is moody, sometimes it moves and sometimes it doesn't. The cause is unknown. I do a lot of research, too, but I have no idea."

Mr. Rose replaces the Demon Stone on the black board with the other Demon Stone.

but unresponsive.

He's used a different demon stone several times to find out, but he's not responding.

Isn't it broken after all?

"If they don't respond so far, they're gonna think it's broken."

My gaze wandered a bit.

"Still, you're not really responding again today ~"

Mr. Rose sighed loudly.

"In the meantime, this is the item that examines the level of the Demon Stone. Representation of items not recommended from me"

Exchange your gaze with Mr. Druid.

Certainly not useful in this.

Not what I found out how long it would take to get it all done.

... I'm also anxious to see if it really works.

"You're right, Mr. Rose. This is a little."

"Right. You can't."

"Excuse me, Mr. Rose. You let me out."

When I apologize, I can grin and stroke my head with a little strong force.

"You don't have to worry about it. Why would you want this stuff more than that? Are you forbidden to enter the guild?

"No, it doesn't"

"Then it won't be a problem. Guild is the best way to find out the level of Demon Stone."

I do know that.

But I have a problem with the demon stone I'm going to look into...

Hmm. I don't know what to do.

"Ivy."

"Yes?"

When I look at Mr. Druid, he seems to be taking something seriously and his expression is rude.

"What is it?

Look at that look and tighten your feelings a little.

"Why don't you talk to Mr. Rose? He's got a big face, and he trusted us."

Speaking of which, he believed me even though I didn't tell him anything detailed earlier.

When I saw Mr. Rose, I shrugged my shoulders.

And the demon stone rolling around the black board is repeatedly unloaded on the board.

Apparently Mr. Rose hasn't given up yet.

"Right. Besides, I reacted to Mr. Druid's words now. Can we talk, people?

The bag I'm raising from my shoulder conveyed the vibration.

I laugh at that.

Bigger vibrations than usual.

Mr. Rose, who was listening to our conversation, is tilting his neck.

I guess it's natural that if you look around you don't know what it means.

"Uh, I just wanted to tell you something."

"I'd like you to decide if you can cooperate after hearing that."

Seeing Mr. Druid and my face, Mr. Rose laughed and nodded at me.

"Wait a minute, I'll close the store."

"What, okay?

"You don't like someone asking you, do you? Besides, I hate to interrupt in the middle of a conversation."

Uh, is that good?

'You can't stop us,' I smiled bitterly when I saw Mr. Druid.

I certainly can't.

Because her face, which is closing the store, looks like a lot of fun.

"All right! Let's cut off the sound."

That's just familiar with the item and ready in no time.

"So, what do I have to do to help?

"May I make a decision after listening to you?

"I like things that seem fun."

Is that what it's supposed to look like?

Wouldn't you get caught up in something and get in a lot of trouble?

"Ivy, you don't have to look so worried. I've seen all sorts of people, and my eyes look fat."

"Huh."

Mr. Rose recommended me to sit in a chair alongside Mr. Druid.

She's the one in the front seat, but black board and demon stone on the desk.

I don't think I've given up yet.

"Oh, I'm out!

"" Eh!

Mr. Rose gave a happy look when the black board glowed pale.

After a while, the black board said, 'Magic enhancement? Red Demon Stone Levels 7-8'.

Wasn't it broken?

And what a subtle explanation.

"Still doesn't boil down, does it?"

I laugh at Mr. Rose's words.

It certainly doesn't explain fire magic enhancement, and levels 7-8 are a lot of mess.

I heard that Demon Stone has quite a different amount of magic accumulated just because of one different level.

"You can't do this a little bit."

Mr. Druid also shook his head sideways at the description displayed.

"I'm telling you, this item is still a higher-level one. What a mess of items down here."

Items are deep.

In many ways.