Chapter 262: 262
“That’s kind of a lot going on today.”\n
“Right.”
I sigh remembering what happened today to Mr. Druid.
Where you don’t know, there’s no way to prevent you from being misled that you might have something to do with crime.
Yeah, there’s nothing I can do.
“Phew.”
When I was stuffy, I was surprised by the unexpected laughter from next door.
When I see it, Mr. Druid is shaking his shoulder and laughing.
I pulled it off a bit because it was a sudden matter.
“What? Ivy, that reaction is a little sad”
“I suddenly laugh. I’m scared.”
“No. When I remembered Captain Tableau, I remembered the old Gotos”
Mr. Gotos
 Oh, it’s about Mr. Gilmouth in All Towns.
“You don’t call me Mr. Gilmouth, do you?
You called me ‘Gilmouth’ when I was in town, didn’t you?
‘Cause this place is way out of town, I kind of called it the old way.’
Once upon a time?
With that said, were Mr. Gotos and Mr. Druid childhood friendly?
Is that it? Was it different?
“Captain Tableau is in the middle of a lot of getting lost right now.”
“Are you lost?
“Oh, what should I do and what should I do as captain of the regiment? I look unreliable because I’m lost”
I did feel rather unreliable compared to the captains and Gilmouths I have met.
“As far as I’m concerned, it sounds like your first major problem with the captain. At my discretion, I can’t move because I fully understand that people in the village are going to suffer. And it looks like Gilmouth, a commercial guild.”\n
I guess it’s quite a thing to be at the top of the organization.
“Perhaps Gilmouth’s Prior Gilmouth in the Adventurer’s Guild, too”
He said he got into Gilmouth status around the same time.
“It takes considerable preparation to be at the top of the organization. When you actually get to that position, you should be ready, but you get lost. And most of all, lonely.”
“Lonely?”
“I have company. Someone who can help. But I’m alone when I make decisions. And the consequences will be borne alone.”
That’s horrible.
Because it means that someone can die because of their decision.
“The top can’t be afraid of people dying.”
I’m sure it is


“The ideal is to help everyone, but it’s not sweet. So choose more ways to survive.”
That’s what Mr. Gilmouth of All Towns decided, isn’t it?
Ready for the dead to come out of the adventurers going to the woods, he decided to help many in town.
“It’s easy to put it into words. Even my head understands, but my mind doesn’t either. Most importantly, I don’t know if I’m right or wrong, and I don’t have an answer right away.”
Indeed.
You may realize later that there was a better way.
“I wish someone could support me.”
“You’re in trouble”
In words, I somehow feel it lightly and my face is distorted.
I noticed that, Mr. Druid gently stroked my head with a pong.
“Gotos was pretty troubled in the beginning, too. Whenever a report comes in that one of my people is dead, drinking enough to get drunk can be too much for me or my master. But at the end of the day, I always blamed myself. An adventurer on a mission was rough when no one came home. I hated myself when I couldn’t support you.”
I know Mr. Gotos was the hardest, but I guess the Druids were, too.
Even now, I speak calmly but sometimes grief and suffering are on my face. \nI’m sure you remember that time.
Today, just for a moment, when Mr. Rose is angry with Captain Tableau.
I thought it was my fault, but I gave him a look that seemed painful or crying just for a moment.
I thought I saw it wrong then, but that might have overflowed Mr. Rose’s hidden feelings for a moment outside.
“How did Mr. Gotos say he settled down, to Mr. Gotos now?
“I got over it on my own, one at a time, I’m sure we did help a little too. I guess it was big enough to meet your wife.”
Mr Druid said a few words, but I think Mr Druid was a great support to Mr Gotos.
Because of his importance, he was so happy to thank me for the change.
When my parents abandoned me and I was alone in the woods, the fortune teller kept me next door without saying anything.
When I cry in my parents’ words, live! Turn around! and me before you delivered your voice to me wholeheartedly.
Thanks to them, I was painful but moved on.
People support each other.
“Captain Tableau and Mr. Pria are rooting for each other, aren’t they?
I felt that way from the atmosphere of the two of us today.
“Then you can’t.”
“What? Oh, Mr. Rose says he’s in a different position.”
“Yes, the difference in position is enormous: they are companions and comrades, but not in a relationship that supports each other’s minds.”
That’s hard.
Friendly, comrade, but no relationship to support each other?
I guess that means each one of us has to stand on his own feet
 I guess.
“Hahaha, was it hard?
Was it even a wrinkle between the eyebrows, or Mr. Druid poked me between the eyebrows?
“Yeah. Do you two have someone to support you?
\nIs it too fast?
Oh, no.
I don’t have the ingredients to mix inside.
“In the meantime, why don’t we just get ready and go to the store?
“I need time to make some mixing equipment.”
“Right. Then why don’t we go ask Mr. Rose what he plans to do after tomorrow?”
“Yeah. I’d like to buy some ingredients for my utensils on the way home”
Copy that.
Ciel jumps right between us as we try to schedule an appointment for tomorrow and get ready for bed.
“What’s up?
“Nyah.”
I wonder what it is?
I feel like I’m saying something.
What’s Ciel trying to say?
“Oh, maybe you’re hungry?
“Nya-yay.”
Oh, well, it’s been a while since I hunted before and filled my stomach.
“Then why don’t we go to the woods tomorrow morning and go to Mr. Rose’s store when Ciel returns”
Ciel rocks happily at Mr. Druid’s words.
“Right, we should collect the potions of the Solas while we wait for Ciel. Ciel, is that okay?
“Nya-yay.”
Good, if that’s what you decide, let’s go to bed today.
It will be cold tomorrow, so definitely not sleep deprived or anything.