The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

The sweetness that spreads when you put white objects in your mouth.

"Yummy.... so yummy"

Gentle sweetness makes me smile naturally.

Mr. Borolda strokes his head around to see how I'm doing.

With that said, it was Mr. Borolda who bought this for me.

"Mr. Borolda, it's delicious. Thank you."

"Hahaha, Ivy really is a good kid. It's a milk treat."

Is it a milk treat, this?

Have another bite, Milpa.

After all, the fluffy sweetness makes me smile.

Have I ever eaten something called a treat before?

I felt so nostalgic when I heard it was a treat.

Still, it's delicious.

I feel heavy thinking about what's to come, but I'm a little happy.

Mr. Nooga and Mr. Low Creek cleaned up the dishes and other dirty items, so I'll prepare tea next to them.

Everyone, go back to their seats and have a slow cup of tea.

"Is it time to start talking?

I'm a little nervous about Mr. Marl Leak's words.

Mr. Borolda, who went to the guild to report, says, "Right," then turns his gaze on the four people who joined him later.

"What do you guys do? If I can't, I don't think I can help it."

I'm a little lost because I don't have a subject, but do you mean maybe fight the organization or believe the story?

A little nervous about how they judged.

"I feel like saying I don't want to believe... is my voice okay?

"I use magic items, so I'm not hearing them around"

"Then you'll be fine. I don't want to feel comfortable believing it, but I do believe in judgments from things and experiences my buddies have seen. I don't do anything to escape the fact. I'll fight with you."

Three others nod at Mr. Low Creek's words.

I found them amazing when I decided to be ready in this short time.

If I were you, I'd be pretty worried.

Is this judgment the top adventurer?

Wow.

"So, what was Gilmouth saying?

A gaze is gathered on Mr. Nouga's words to Mr. Borolda.

"Maybe I had something on my mind. I wasn't surprised to talk about the green wind. And I talked about Ivy. Including the whole thing. 'Dangerous, but do me a favor,' he said. I can't meet Gilmouth right now because I can't make this move, but he wants to say hello when it's all over."

"Ivy, are you sure?

Mr. Nooga's face is getting a little scared.

I know because we've been together for a little while, this is the face you're worried about.

"Yes, I'm fine"

Because I am powerless, I am traveling on the assumption that I will run away basically.

If they're after me, I'll run, I need that too, but as far as I'm concerned, I'm not sure I can get away with it.

Then just jump in.

This time, there are eight believers in front of us.

So it's okay.

"So what do you want Ivy to do?

"I know they're after me, and it's unnatural to let them act alone."

Mr Seiserck answers Mr Ratlua's question.

The Meera guys, who do know the character of the eight people here, would wonder if I acted alone.

"Sure. They know who we are. You'll definitely feel something."

What Mr. Borolda thinks seems to be with us.

"In the meantime, shall we check the behavior of the Green Wind guys? There is also the possibility of taking any action more than the merchant is coming.... possibly make contact with other traitors. Gilmouth also said he would re-examine all adventurers"

Mr. Gilmouth may still believe that there is a traitor among the adventurers.

When it comes to the green wind, adventurers need to be vigilant.

"If I move, wouldn't you like to move an organization watcher or something? I don't think you'd know if I wasn't watching, even if I was going for when I was alone?

"Ivy's really 9? Sometimes I feel so much older than that."

My heart bounces on Mr. Marl Leak's words.

Definitely my influence before, isn't it?

But I wonder where in my current statement I felt that way.

Especially though, I don't think it's weird if the 9 year old says so.

... I don't know.

"Then I'll be with you."

Mr. Ratlua laughs with his hands on my head.

One person would be better off if he did, but he certainly wouldn't be more uncomfortable with me.

"Well, I'm sure you won't leave Ivy alone."

Everyone snorts at Mr. Seiselk's words.

After all, Mr. Ratlua is pretty worried and well looked after.

As a result of the discussion, I and Mr. Ratlua were to act together for a few days.

In the meantime, they're going to explore my watchman.

Later, the green wind, especially Mr. Tort and Mr. Marma's behavior, was investigated.

Sometimes, they seem to be blind.

Until now, the explanation has been that the request is being made only through intensive training in the woods and by two people.

That also looks suspicious when you consider yourself a traitor.

"Ivy, Ratlua is a top adventurer and strong. But there are limits to what you can do alone. Of course, we'll cover from the shadows."

"Yes."

"If they get caught by tissues, don't inspire them to protect their lives. I'll be there to help you."

"Yes."

I thought many times if I got caught.

I believe you can help me.

But there is absolutely nothing more to it than not knowing how huge the organization is.

... I'm sure there are things you can't help even if you want to.

Still, I believe.

"Please"

"Nice to meet you too!

Mr. Ratlua hugged me giggly...... suddenly let me go.

"Sorry, you were 9. I can't get the impression that I'm only seven."

"... no, it's okay"

I see, because you thought you were 7?

... Don't be reminded that even though you were helped by your young looks, you are still growing slowly.

Sad.

"None"

I turned my gaze to a voice that made me feel somewhere sad.

I see Mr. Rickbelt coming out of my tent.

Good, keep Sora evacuated.

"Rick. Don't go into people's tents without permission!

"Not at all. Can't you handle that disease in Rick Belt?

"I guess you can't. Gilmouth's attention didn't cure me."

"Aren't they all terrible? And watch out for Gilmouth. That's a hell of a name for special training."

They've had something happen before.

Mr. Gilmouth's attention makes Mr. Rickbelt's face blue.

Still, are you sick?

Oh well.

Ivy, that Rick Belt thing isn't sick.

"What? Because you're sick."

Mr. Sifal shrugs his shoulder.

"Pathological...... hmm - I guess that means I like it too much unusually"

Hard.

Somehow like I figured it out, like I don't.

In the meantime, Mr. Rickbelt's fondness for that pretty thing probably means it's too much.

"Ivy, can you show me some slime?

There is an expression of intrigue in Mr. Sifal's face.

Mr. Seiselk doesn't talk to Mr. Gilmouth, but he's told his people he wants to talk, so he gave them permission.

I haven't heard what kind of explanation you gave.

"Fine, though."

Turn your gaze to Mr. Rickbelt.

Ever since you came out of the tent, you've been looking at me.

Not out of sight at all.

... Honestly, I'm scared.

"Oh, wait a minute"

When Mr. Sifal turns his arm around Mr. Rickbelt's neck, he moves a little further away.

Because of my small voice, I can't hear what you're saying.

What is it?

Mr. Borolda turned a blind eye, but somehow he put it back on track with great momentum.

Is that it?

Mr. Borolda looks a little pale.

"Mr. Borolda, are you okay? My complexion..."

"Hahaha, I'm fine. Kind of."

My face is pulling somewhere, but are you sure you're okay?

"Thank you for waiting."

Turning his gaze to Mr. Schiffer's voice, there is Mr. Schiffer, who laughs softly, and Mr. Rickbert, who is pale.

... Sometimes it's better not to touch it, absolutely.

Return to the tent and show Mr. Sifal Sola.

"Sure, this is in the middle of Rick's belt."

Sora is jumping piompion around Mr. Sifal.

Apparently, Sola likes Mr. Schiffer.

... Mr. Rickbelt, you should think about measures or something, this.