Until then it was Leon, who listened almost silently, but you saw that the story had been separated, pulling everyone back into reality.

"Uh, Cyrus. I'm Leon. Working with Falco, hunting in a town north of Deep Forest."

"Are you working with Falco? You're looking after me. Cyrus. We're pioneering wasteland in Canaan, the plain."

The two shook hands disappointingly.

"This is my adopted child. It's Hal."

"Again, it's Hal. Thank you Falco and Shaw for your help."

Hal also said hello.

"Oh, you look kind of like Rick when you calm down"

"Really?"

Hal held his cheek with both hands and looked at Rik. Shaw also saw Rik.

"Hey, what is it? I don't know if I look alike."

So is that.

"Yes, I need to introduce Shaw properly, too. Dad, no, should I call you Cyrus?

"No, call me Dad if you don't mind."

"Right. Dad, this is my adopted son Shaw."

"It's Shaw. Thanks to Falco."

Shaw also greeted him again.

"You three really are somewhat alike."

In the deep woods, the plain-like brunette Shaw and Hal were thought to stand out and resemble much just that, but when even the plain people tell them it's three people who feel kind of strange about it.

"I thought I was a twin or a sister-in-law at first, but I'm sure your brother has a very similar vibe."

That's what Cebu's father said, as he was impressed. Well, rather than being similar, I'm a person in a different world in the first place, so it seems that even with the correction, the original atmosphere remained.

"And the pharmacist in this town, Robin, has already introduced himself. And Father of the Inn."

He drew attention to Robin and Inn's father, whom Shaw was in the air.

"Yeah, well, you talked about taking an inn in the first place. You two can have a room together. I'm free."

"Thanks"

Now the air of settlement flowed for a moment, but that's not true. Shaw slapped his hand on bread, and tempered.

"Well, then, we each have to do what we have to do."

"Well, I'll go home and make potions."

Robin walked up to the door, trying to get home refreshed.

"Robin."

"... Yes"

To Shaw's voice, Robin stopped snugly. I wasn't doing anything wrong, but I was somewhat vulnerable to Shaw's voice, Robin.

"What are you going to do tomorrow?"

"Oh, lucky you guys found the place for the herbs, I'll pick the herbs and make the potion, this repeat."

Robin said with a bright face. Until just now, I seemed sick of it, but it's not like I originally hated making potions as a pharmacist. Robin was satisfied because he had the prospect of being able to make it without a lack of ingredients.

"You can't do that."

"Why not?"

Exactly upset Robin got Shaw.

"Sure, thank you for finding the herb, and it was helpful to be taught how to knock down the slime. But you're not originally a pharmacist, and you're not even from this town in the first place. Why are you giving me orders?"

'Cause you need it.'

Shaw didn't pull. Normally, I would have just abandoned you if you said something so unpleasant. I don't blame you in the first place. Besides, the only original request was from Canaan, and all we're doing in this town is good intentions, so to speak. All you have to do is take a request from the mayor to cure Slime's injury and just go to Canaan.

"Necessary, what do you mean?"

"I told you before. Talk about missing potion. On my own, or with an apprentice and two, I pick medicinal herbs and make potions. That's really how much potion we need in this town."

"It's"

Robin calculated quickly in his head. Sure, Shaw's right, I knew there wasn't enough potion. But at the moment, I will shine. For Robin, who couldn't even do that, that was enough first.

"So what do you want me to do?"

"Let someone else collect the herbs. Robin and the apprentice only do the task of making potions. Plus, more apprenticeships for pharmacists"

Shaw's words were accurate. I wish Robin would, but it was something I couldn't do.

"I can't do that."

"I can. No, I have to."

"How..."

I'm telling you not to go home to understand that.

Shaw had experience. Even when we first went to the Rock Cave, the people in town were optimistic whether there were many injuries or not enough food. It should have been the mentor and ourselves who made it change.

And this time too, there is a steady gathering of bad reports for the town.

"So today, stay with us until the end. 'Cause things are gonna change in one day."

"... Okay, I get it"

Robin came back with a slightly muddled face.

Cyrus and Rick looked at it with surprise.

"Shaw, Hal, you guys are still in the youth group, right? Sounds like someone who's grown up already."

"Rick, you know"

Shaw got a little fed up. Because it's a boy, you're young? Didn't Rick and Cyrus come here because of the big problem? With that in mind.

"This is what a woman in the deep woods would look like. So did Lila. I'm going further and further on myself."

I wasn't too happy to be told I looked like Lyla, but rather than think I was blurry. Still, when I saw Rick and Cyrus saying that, compared to their young friends in Deep Forest, I reflected a bit on what I thought was because they were boys.

The Kid of Deep Forest is serious about demons, both men and women. In contrast, even the children of the Rock Cave, where there are many demons, did not pick herbs until I taught them, let alone think about knocking down slimes.

This is what I mean by not being a hunter, not being close to demons.

"Rick, Cyrus too, listen carefully to what you're telling Robin."

Shaw turned to the two of them.

"What is happening in this town now is the increase in injuries associated with the increase in demons. Lack of healers. lack of potion, also due to lack of pharmacists and herbs"

"Same as Canaan?"

Cyrus understood quickly. Shaw nodded.

"And Canaan's request is to add a little more healers. But with more healers, there won't be fewer demons, there won't be more potions."

Shaw spoke slowly as the words crept in.

"So at the same time as we increase the number of healers, we have to do the right thing: reduce demons, pick medicinal herbs, and make potions. With the power of our own town alone."

In the dining room of the inn, where no one spoke except Shaw, the sound of pulling a chair a little and sitting down with Dosun sounded.

Okay, but he didn't say anything, but Shaw understood that it was a sign of Robin's willingness to act with Shaw and the others. Damn, I'm too unconscious.

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