I Will Leisurely Become Healer in Another World

An excuse for a child’s gaze

It wasn’t because Shaw was impressed by this young pharmacist because he held hands with disappointment.

Even the same pharmacist, what if it was Nigel in the town of Ampha? I wouldn’t have been shy to hold my hand in the first place, and even if I did, on the last day, I must have just softly done so with gratitude and dear meaning.

In other words, I saw it as the kind of person who would even do that if he had the opportunity to do so, rather than holding a very touching hand.

Neither Shaw nor Hal had ever been judged in Deep Forest for their plain-like dark hair and brown eyes to be the first to stand out, cute or not. I don’t think so. Because Shaw thinks the elements that Falco takes care of Shaw aren’t his face or anything.

But on the plains, Shaw, Hal, for better or worse, look just like the rest of us. Conversely, the difference is noticeable. Looking at the ratings in the town of Amfa, both Shaw and Hal apparently get into cute faces.

Shaw looked sideways at Edgar’s somewhat regrettable face and made the decision that this medic was a bit of a loser.

And I gently removed the hand I was eagerly holding. I want you to praise me for not wiping your hands with your pants. And it was the first time I realized that Falco and Leon were actually in decent tow.

Here Edgar came forward saying he was finally going to be able to join in.

“Well, I’m checking where the herbs are growing. Why don’t we just go there and get started?”

“Edgar, we’re going to train with these ladies. My mentor said I’d leave it to these two.”

“That’s not what this is about, Charlie.”

From this conversation, you can imagine what Edgar was like in the town of Canaan.

But the mentor succinctly ended it on this.

“Of course, Edgar, who had sent him from the beginning, makes him hit the coaching with Shaw and Hull. That’s more efficient.”

It is a true argument.

That’s how the line, led by Edgar, was set to go for the west side of town.

“Oh, this way, my house.”

“Rick’s?

“Yeah. Well, there’s more wasteland here. I never thought about it, but you said there were herbs growing around my house.”

Just because it’s a plain doesn’t mean everything is pioneered. Because there is no such thing as Cyrus, a job that slowly turns wasteland into agricultural land. And Cyrus’ house has a lot of wasteland left unattended, which means that there are also trees, etc., which, from the feel of the town of Anfa, makes it all the more susceptible to growing herbs in the wooded areas.

“As I explained before, there are quite a few herbs growing along the road from here on the outskirts of town to that hill. And I couldn’t get into the grazing land because I didn’t have a owner.”

Edgar glanced at Cyrus. I’m still talking about Cyrus’ grazing land.

“At least, the medicinal herbs grew well where they were not cared for around the grazing grounds. I think each farmland has a place like that, so I think it’s a good idea to get permission from the owner of the farm to collect the herbs.”

“I didn’t ask you that much.”

Charlie whispers Edgar’s words.

Edgar is a buddy of Deep Forest. Do you think you can trust Charlie and other pharmacists in such a situation, which is only easy on Shaw and Hull, even though it’s cold on your people? Shaw felt bad about Charlie and the other pharmacists who didn’t hold Charlie back.

“Yes! Then listen!

Shaw clapped his hands, slapping.

“You guys are busy making potions and you may have seen less of the medicinal herbs growing on the out-of-the-box ground as they are. So I’m the one in the younger group looking for medicinal herbs to penny for, and I’ll tell you the trick.”

And when I grinned, I crouched. Even though I’m intrinsically annoyed by the rather shabby gaze before I pick it up.

“Even in children, when you look close to the herb this way, it’s easy to find it. Oh, I have quite a few.”

Adults who get the excuse from Shaw that they don’t notice because they’re adults try to crouch down one after the other, attracted to Shaw’s “pretty good” word.

“Surely when I grow up, I never see the ground at this height of my eyes. Oh, really. There’s some herbs.”

That’s what the relatively elderly pharmacists seem to be interesting about as they were following, so the rest of the pharmacists, who were about five or so, also crouched down one after the other, looking for herbs with their eyes like plates.

“There was.”

“There it is.”

Not to mention all of them found the herb, and some of them started collecting it because of it. If you find it, it’s something you’re always dealing with. It looks like it can be harvested without resistance.

“I’m glad to have something so fresh where I can pick it right away.”

“We can pick it ourselves, we can ask the kids”

“I see.”

“Oh, wait a minute”

Shaw stopped the pharmacists he was obsessed with.

“That. It’s slime”

“Oh my God!

All the big adults are up and bothering. Edgar sighs in the back.

“Hal!”

“Yeah.”

Here comes Hal. Hal, who has been walking about Shaw while Nico, is a quiet kid at first glance. When the quiet kid takes a long stick out of his hip pouch, he is approaching the slime just fine.

“Hey, you’re in danger!

Naturally, there are people out there who stop. Hull grinned, slimming with a stick and letting him spit acid twice, gently slicing the slime with a small knife that the plain child also had. Slime leaves the demon stone and disappears quietly. Hal washed it with water magic and took away the Demon Stone with his fingers.

“When I teach children, I teach them more carefully. But you’re all pharmacists. The pharmacist has a lot of magic, so I tried the quickest way to get rid of it, assuming that water magic can also be used.”

The pharmacists stood speechless at the sight of a quiet girl who, without any danger, demolished the slime pale with only a stick and a knife.

“That’s why I did it, too.”

Shaw snorted in sympathy to Edgar, who moaned in a small voice.