âWow, thatâs amazing.â\n
A dump I wore for a long time.
Was it because the number of adventurers who came to the festival was amazing, or the dumps that were organized are now overflowing with garbage?
âThatâs an amazing amount of garbage. Well, this is what happens when all those people get togetherâ
âYeah. Thatâs a pile of garbage.â
It makes me feel a little complicated, but if I make it sola, will it be a pile of rice?
Then is this reaction normal too?
âHmm? Whatâs going on?
Ciel looks behind the woods and looks at me.
This is a signal to go to dinner.
âGo away. Fewer adventurers, but be careful.â
When I rang, Ciel ran away refreshingly.
Waving off, I turn my gaze to Sola and the others staring at me.
All three of them are a little soggy.
âSola, Flem, Sol. Iâm sorry I put up with you so far. Eat as much as you want.â
See the three jumping into the dump with momentum.
âGood. Looks like youâre all right.â
Since before the start of the previous festival, I have put up with everyone for a long time.
Because of that, I was worried that I was losing more and more energy.
But as far as how it goes today, it looks fine.
âWhat do we do after this?
âI think Iâll go to the back of the woods so everyone can move their bodies as much as they want, okay? \n
âSure. Iâll let you play as much as I wantâ
When Ciel returns, which direction should we go?
When you gaze at three pleasant voices, youâre jumping on a pile of garbage.
After a while, the garbage pile collapses a little.
Is that fun again, too, 3 rolling over garbage with crumbling garbage.
âIs that it? What about Sol?
The sol I was seeing disappears in an instant.
Could it have been buried in garbage?
Entering the dump and going as far as where Sol was, Sol was buried in the garbage.
âSol, what are you going to do when youâre buried?â
When you sol out of the buried garbage, gently place it on the garbage.
âYouâre not eating? The meal we had was gone three days ago, so youâd be hungry, wouldnât you?
The Sol meal I had in my magic bag was gone three days ago, so Sol hasnât eaten in the last three days.
I had nothing to put up with until I was smaller, but I regretted that I should have prepared some more.
When Sol, who looked at me still, rang âPeppy,â he floated away a little bit of black mossy stuff and started eating.
Looking for Sora and Flem, he was eating potions with great momentum beside Mr. Druid.
Two of them were satisfied with playing to some extent, or they seemed to start eating.
âAnd that was amazing. That big move.â
Watching Solâs meal makes me laugh a little bit remembering the long line of snakes of adventurers and travellers that lasted from the early morning of the day after the festival until about lunch the day after that.
âThat was amazing indeed. Iâve never seen such a sight since I was traveling the day after the festival.â
The adventurers and travellers gathered at the festival left the village in unison, so a long line of adventurers and travellers could be found on the village road leading from the main street to the gate, from the gate to the village of Hattada, and on the village road leading to the village of Hattaka. \nIn that very long line, I was amazed the first time I saw it.
Though I was also surprised that Mr. Druid was surprised next door.
âWhen I saw that long line of snakes, you realized once again how many people were coming to the festivalâ
âRight. I thought it was a lot of people, but I didnât think it was that much.â
View Solâs dining landscape as you explore the signs around you.
Thereâs no sign of anyone coming this way, so Iâm still going to be able to entertain you with a slow meal.
I get a little nervous about peopleâs signs, but I realize itâs a sign I know.
The minute I got out of the gate, the signs got thicker, so you seemed to let me know.
After a while, Mr. Ashley was seen at the entrance to the dump.
It was Mr. Ashley who told me that it was okay for the adventurers to travel and go to the dump because they settled down.
He was worried about me because he was explaining Sol.
âGood morning. Thank you for your message yesterday.â
âNo, Iâm glad I could help youâ
Mr. Ashli checks Sola, Flem, Sol and looks around.
Probably looking for Ciel.
âIâm sorry, Mr. Ashley. Cielâs going to dinner right now.â
âOh, really? Can I wait a minute?
Mr. Ashley seems happy with my words.
âWith that said, are you tired?
Mr. Druid turns his gaze to Mr. Ashley as he hands Sola and Flem the potion.
âItâs okay. Well, Iâm a little tired, but itâs every year.â
When I look at Mr. Ashleyâs face, I do see more tiredness than usual.
Isnât that what this is all about?
âWow, thatâs Adandala!
âEverybody, someoneâs coming this way. Ciel, he hides himself for a second.â
Shit, Iâm a little relieved about Ciel.
Ciel hides herself in a hurry.
In the meantime, Mr. Druid puts Sola and Flem in a bag that he has prepared for the occasion.
I put Sol in my bag and get out of the dump.
âThatâs an amazing reaction. And it looks like my people from the vigilante are closing in.â
After a while, three men in vigilante clothes showed up at the dump.
âGood day, Senior Dutch. Thereâs nothing unusual here.â
âRight. By the way, what are you doing in a place like this?
Mr. Ashli called the oldest of the three vigilantes Senior Dutch.
When he nods at Mr. Ashley, he glances at me and Mr. Druid.
Gently lowering his head, he also lowered his head but seemed a little alert.
âI wanted tools for the trap, and I was fishing for garbage.â
Mr. Dutch, with a slight thought on Mr. Druidâs words, smiled when he saw us to see if he immediately remembered anything.
Since hunting to use traps is rare, it also seems to be known to Mr. Dutch.
Mr. Druid nodded with a bitter smile.