“I’ll definitely guess!”

“I head to the back town where dragon lottery tickets are sold.”

The slums along the way were strewn with worthless garbage, and the stench stung my nose.

“Gerg, where did you drop it?”

“I don’t know. If you know, ask me. I can’t find it. Uzee.”

A pair of evil-looking people walked in looking for something. I hate trouble, so I change course.

My eyes shone in the darkness at the end of the curved road.

child? Or beast?

“Brother Ex!”

Along with a voice I heard somewhere, a small shadow slowly approached me, and I finally realized that it was the cat-eared girl Nitra.

“I was a little surprised.”

“Um, how are your friends?”

“Yeah.

“That witch.”

It seems that he inflicted something strange on the child in revenge for haggling the price of the medicine too much. Clear the misunderstanding that it was a witch’s delusion.

“Well, that’s fine. Someone helped me a long time ago. Tell him not to worry about it.”

“That’s right. Got it.”

He was healed by the dumbfounded Nitra.

“Is this a reward skewer?”

“You’re a good boy”

“Oops, it’s dangerous. This was an important seed.”

As I was hesitating with my wallet in hand, Nitra asked me worriedly.

“Maybe you ran out of money? Because sister Rai’s medicine was expensive.”

“No, I’m fine. I just dropped it in the ditch.”

I lied.

“It’s true, the medicine was expensive.”

It seems that Sister Rai’s illness wasn’t a cold, but “Fara’s Curse”, and she needed an “Elf’s Elixir”.

“That’s why I suddenly ran out of living expenses.”

“Are you lying?”

“Uh, is it that easy to find out?”

“But I don’t want the child to worry.”

“That’s why I pile lies upon lies.”

“Nitra, I’m rich. I’ll give you all of this to prove that. You can’t do this if you can’t afford it, right?”

“Uh, yeah.”

“Take it all.”

“Heh, this is the end of being a liar.”

“Hey, if you understand. Well then. Go buy something for Sister Rai.”

“Okay, thank you.”

“He brought his face closer to me and I was rubbed!”

“My throat is rumbling.”

Wow Aa. Be healed.

“Tickle Nitra”

“If this was an adult woman, it would have fallen in one hit.” I understand a little bit of the feelings of the person who said that beastmen are fine.

“Bye-bye, see you soon”

“And I’ve run out of money.”

“He has a warm heart.”

Walk back to the inn.

“Is this the beginning of string life?”

“It’s warm.”

“I’m poor, but I was physically warm because of the stone in my pocket.”

“It’s better than being cold, though.”

“Hmm? This… might sell.”

“Speaking of which, recently.”

“I get involved with strange people.”

“Anything, how about a meal in return for helping a certain noble person?” and.

“Perhaps he is the messenger of that child who mistook me for the Great Wizard.”

“I thought it was troublesome, so I was repeatedly casting refusal magic.”

“Rich people are hungry for entertainment, so maybe they’ll buy something like this.”

“If you’re so tempted, why not go?”

“Oh, it’s that person.”

“This is a coincidence. Ex-sama. So, could you consider the meal?”

“Yes. Today is fine.”

The messenger’s face was filled with surprise.

“Huh? Is it tonight? Suddenly”

“Um… I have plans, too.”

“I don’t have any money, so tomorrow I have to choose between becoming Luka’s string or working as Lyna’s shopkeeper.”

“I see. I’ll come to a conclusion by evening.”

I see off the messenger who hastily rushed off.

“Sorry for rushing, poverty is bad.”