The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

"Can Ivy and Maria pick up the potion? I pick up magic items."

"Okay."

Oneechan nods after she takes a small deep breath.

The abandonment site was opposite between the cave and the village.

I walked slowly after breakfast, but oneechan's physical strength seems to have caused a little exercise.

"I'm still here. When will I catch up with Ivy's health?"

That's how you sigh, sister.

I'm worried about my lack of health, but I can't help rushing.

"Compared to me running around the woods since I was five. Just take your time and don't worry about it."

I was running around, or I was scratching my feet to live.

"Yeah."

"Besides, compared to a week ago, you're in good health.

You can tell the speed of walking and the time to rest right away.

I am quite fit compared to the first one.

Really?

Is it hard to understand yourself?

"Yeah, it's okay because it's true."

Look for potions with your smiling sister.

The village's abandonment site appears to be well managed, tidy and easy to find.

"Blue, red and purple...."

Pick up necessary items where potions and empty bottles are discarded.

In the corner of his vision, he saw Sola and Flem jumping.

Looking at the two, it looks like they're eating potions to compete.

With that, I don't think I need dinner today.

When you come to the dump, you really enjoy all you can eat.

Hmm?

"Ah, Flem! The Magic Stone..."

Pom.

It was too late...

I've been eating potions before...

"Flem"

It's hard to say it's no good seeing it with such great expectations.

"Um, up to three magic stones. I think it would be nice to have a lower level Magic Stone."

Ah, you're leaning on your body with a cute face.

... no.

When I saw this, I thought I could bring it back to life.

Pefu?

Up to five.

Oh, I told you.

"Bu, ahahaha"

I can hear your father laughing from behind.

I mean, if you rub it with your loud eyes, you'll want to ask me a favor...

But I endured it for a moment.

But, "No?" If it sounds like...

"Ivy is sweet to Flem and Sola."

"And your father."

My father nods laughing at me.

Both of you are conscious, but there is an appeal that you can't refuse.

To "Koten", who knocked Sola's bodies down slightly sideways.

"No potions. It's a lot of storage."

Flem and Sola were a little uncomfortable with your father's words, but they quickly retracted.

Perhaps it would have been better if I had seen the inside of the magic box and the potions that were accumulating.

Let's see how the magic stones are accumulating.

Perhaps you will refrain from resurrecting me.

"Now, do you want to pick up the rope?

"That's right. You don't have time to wait, do you want to build a trap?

"Let's do that. The rope and the basket...."

"Dad, what's hunting around here?

"Four with Hattal Village. The rest is a monster named Garga. If you're hunting in a trap, it's a trap."

Rapport to Galga.

Gurga has read a book.

Sure, a monster that jumps with two legs at less than 2 meters.

The corners of my head are aligned, and it's attacking me.

I think it was written that the temper was rough.

"Garga should be careful, he's a monster."

My father, who was picking up magic items, nodded at me.

"It's moving fast anyway. You have to be careful with the horns, but if you're distracted, you'll be attacked with a tail. It's a little nasty."

Was there such a dangerous monster?

I'm looking for signs, but I don't feel any particular signs of monsters.

Is there anyone around this dump?

The rap had horns on its head, twice the size of a rabbit.

There should have been a big basket and a need to strengthen it.

"If we don't pick up more baskets, we can't make more."

I see. Well, we could make some numbers. They're throwing away a lot. "

Seeing your father pointing to you, he did throw away a lot of broken baskets.

This looks like a good trap.

"Fufu."

Hmm?

When I see the sound, it feels like Sol's body is getting a little bigger.

Sol has been eating magic items ever since he entered the dump.

I was a little worried about the amount, but I'm sure I ate too much.

"Sol, are you okay? Don't you eat too much?

Pefu!

I'm a little uncomfortable, Sol.

I... couldn't fly.

It floated a little, but fell like that.

How much did you eat when your body got heavy and couldn't jump?

"... Pefu"

I wonder if it was a shock that Sol could fly, but he glanced at me after it solidified a little.

"It's okay if you take a break. Stay there until we're done."

Sol shakes with pull and shake in my words.

I didn't expect you to eat too much to move.

Lots of potions, magic items, ropes and baskets in your magic bag.

All the magic bags I brought are full.

"Time to go to the rendezvous cave?

"That's right. Can I stay in the cave for lunch?

Ah.

With your father and half a magic bag, your sister thanks us for being small.

It seems that I am worried that I don't have anything.

"Here."

Your father gives you the smallest magic bag.

Ah, yes.

I smiled at my sister who was happy to receive the magic bag.

When I looked at Sol, I wondered if it would have been nice to slow down after dinner and jumped cheerfully.

Everyone leaves the dump and goes under the siel where Tron was watching.

"Thank you. I'm sorry I'm late."

Nyahn

Looking at Tron, he was still asleep.

Lower Tron's basket from his shoulders and walk out to the cave.

Did you get anything?

When oneechan's breath runs out, it's time to get to the cave.

The cave is really not popular or there are no signs of people around it.

"Why don't you wait for lunch?"

"Yeah."

Remove the sandwiches and onigiri from the magic bag.

I made it in the morning, and I also serve soup.

"" "I'll take it." "

Gyah

"Ah, good morning, Tron."

Tron looks around from his basket.

With me and my gaze, the leaves swayed with pull.

"Does Tron eat too?

Gyah, gyah

Remove the purple potion you just picked up from your magic bag and place it slightly in a dedicated cup.

Meanwhile, my father took Tron out of his basket, so I put the glass in front of me.

Toron soaked himself in the potion in the glass and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction.

It's an interesting sight.

Your sister laughs at your father's words.

Sure is a wooden monster in a glass that looks down satisfactorily.

That's funny.

After having lunch for a while, I felt a slight sign of coming here.

When I looked for the signs, they noticed.

It's hard to dig into the signs of the ginals in private.

Looks like the ginals are here.

I see.

I hurry to finish lunch and clean up.

Bring a fire and boil hot water to serve tea for a small group.

Dinals, who came when the water was boiling, were as usual except that Fischer was tired.