The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

Head to the guild looking at the stalls lining the avenue path.

It seems the guild in this town is built on a place facing the boulevard.

Many stores sell soup when they go around the stalls.

Or half of them are soup shops.

"This village has a lot of soup dishes. Is the soup a famous village?

Even yesterday's inn was a special soup from the village of Hatau.

"No, when I came forward, it wasn't all soup so far."

"Is it because it's winter?

"I think so."

You want something warm in winter.

Still, the soup in this village is full of colors.

I can see the ingredients in red and green soup somehow.

Oh, I can predict orange soup, too.

but what soup is purple soup?

I mean, you don't feel like eating a little. What color is that?

Ugh,... I might want to shy away from blue more.

The colors are amazing.

Mr. Druid saw the blue soup and distorted his face.

Good, I couldn't agree with you if you told me it looked delicious.

"Yeah. Smells good, but what does it look like"

"Right. I never thought about it, but it's about appearance."

"Yeah. I think so"

And you really have a lot of different colors.

It is too bright for the colour of the ingredients, and some colours do not appear with the ingredients.

Is it to give you personality?

"That's the building."

There are three large buildings at the end of Mr. Druid's gaze.

Each has its own commercial guild, adventurer's guild and vigilante marks.

"You're thrilled to see what happens."

I'm raising it from my shoulder, lightly tap the bag that contains the minerals.

"Oh, because most minerals I didn't know were there."

I checked the minerals mined in the cave, and Mr. Druid couldn't predict the price of many things he didn't even know.

So today, for now, I planned to sell five of each of the eight minerals I got in the cave.

Thinking about what if, I chose something as small as possible.

However, the black stone that Mr. Druid said was rare (Kokoshi) has three small eyes.

The target amount is 15 Ladals for Inn and 5 Gidals for Clothing.

Probably not enough, so the extra things to sell are determined by today's results.

If you can achieve the target amount with 3 blackstones for 5 of each of the 8 types, that scares the contents of the bag.

It contains glowing potions and transparent demon stones.

"Do you want that appraisal here?

"Oh, I plan on doing that. I can't use it until I know what it is."

That's the black sphere Mr. Sarpent gave me.

I plan to have it appraised for now because I have no idea what kind of power it has.

I was rather lost because of the possibility of scary results.

I settled that it would be better if I didn't know anything.

Upon entering the commercial guild, three men dressed as adventurers and one middle-aged man stood at the entrance.

Through the side, apparently a patron saint of the village of Hatau appeared behind the woods or something.

The patron saint of the village of Hathau?

Mr. Druid seems to have been concerned too, stopping a little farther away.

"Is there a guy you saw?

"No, they've got traces."

"Is that just a trail?

"Fool, the patron god is a giant snake. It's the biggest salpent I've ever seen. As soon as we see the traces, we'll know."

Huge surpent?

I remember Mr. Sarpent with a strange pattern all over his body, seen in the back of the woods.

He was somewhere mysterious.

"Then you definitely mean guardian god."

"Oh, he said he might have had a fairy in the woods"

Forest fairy?

"Is that true? The fairy is also said to be an imaginary product, isn't it?

"Well, but many believe it exists"

"What's a fairy about?

Apparently a middle-aged man doesn't know.

Good, thanks to someone I didn't know, I can learn a little more about fairies.

"What, you don't know?

"The fairy is the patron of the gods. It's like a creature with a black body."

A creature with a black body?

Reminds me of a creature I met in the woods.

To a giant serpent, a black creature......

No way, huh?

"The literature says you can change into a black sphere. I just can't meet more fairies than the Patronus. They told me it was a product of an imagination from some time ago because there were so few witnesses."

The story of the three adventurers continues, but the words they say go around in their heads.

A black creature on a giant surpent.

And it can be a sphere.

Turning his gaze to Mr. Druid, he seemed to be looking at me, too, with eyes open.

Somehow we both laugh bitterly.

When I gently move my legs to get away from the four of them.

"As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to see the guardian god, but I'd like to see the black jewels for once."

One word of the adventurer stops perfectly with the leg he was trying to move.

"I heard that a castle can be built in the king's capital in one piece, is that true?

I hear it's true.

"Well, it's a legendary jewel,"

An unpleasant sweat tells my back.

I managed to move my stopped legs and I left them in a bit of a hurry.

We're both silent.

Make sure no one's around, exhale loudly.

"Ivy, could you possibly?

"Maybe..."

"" hahahaha ""

The story of the patron god came into my ear, even while I moved to a small corner of people.

Apparently, that's how it's rumored.

The literature tells you that you have a white pattern in your black body, or that there could be more than one fairy, not just one?

Every story is about something reminiscent of the giant Sarpents and black kids we met in the woods.

By the way, the power of the black jewel seems to be able to bring the dead back to life.

The moment I heard that story, I imagined a dead man coming from the dirt.

I shake my head in a hurry to get rid of my imagination.

It's the last thing I need.

"What's up? You look pale, but are you okay?

"It's okay. And the black jewels have a lot of power."

"Do you bring people back? I've never heard of anything like that, so I think it's just a rumor."

"Really?

"Oh, if you have that power, there must be talk of black jewels all over the world"

Indeed, Mr Druid is right.

It's odd that that story is spreading in this town alone.

"Huh, I'm glad I put that on the appraisal for now."

"Right."

Sigh just like Mr. Druid.

If I had put it on the appraisal without knowing anything, it would have been a big deal.

It's possible it's not a black jewel, but it's too dangerous to be sure.

Let's keep it in the back of the bag.

"I can't help being here, so let's go sell it."

"Yeah."

I've been taking a break for a while, but I can't help being here the whole time, so I walk out after Mr. Druid.

When you look at the counter, it looks like the person just before is done and you'll be able to handle it right away.

"Welcome. What's the matter, sir?

The Alliance counter had a tough impression of a woman with a few fishing eyes.

"I was able to collect minerals in the cave, so I'd like to sell them. Are you okay?

"It's okay. Now put something in here for sale."

The Alliance's sister puts out a little basket.

Five of each of the eight minerals I had decided to sell in it.

Finally, put three black stones on it and give it back to your sister.

"Thank you. Please wait."

When I return the basket to my sister, they give me things like number tags.

Take that, sit in the chair and see how it goes.

Your sister is also checking for minerals one at a time to see if she has any appraisal skills.

A little later, I heard a chair say Batan fall, and then I saw the back of my sister rushing off somewhere.

"Mr. Druid."

"Ah, I guess it's rare. I hope it's not super rare."

"Right, I should have kept two instead of five"

"That's not the problem, though. But I do wonder why I made five a little too many."

I don't want to see your sister get a little excited and her face was red, or the man who talked to your sister running upstairs.