6 We'll travel 5 stories!

Five degraded version magic bags.

Fold one of the bags in half and wrap it around your hips with strings.

The remaining four are two to the right and two to the left.

Pack each, as much as you can.

Many degraded versions of potions.

The wound should heal,

The illness should heal,

It's supposed to reduce pain,

Potion that should lift the curse.

It's all a degraded version, so I don't know if it really works unless I try it.

Unless it's the worst degraded version, it cures me to some extent.

Experience tells me that.

Running through the woods, I collect the prep for the journey I was hiding.

I don't want to leave a single thing I've collected or hidden with the fortune teller.

The food is dried meat.

I borrowed it here and there... I got it for a different trip.

Is there a problem?

Put the forest spring water in the bamboo cylinder and put it in the bag.

It's not enough, but I can't help it because I can't hold it.

I also had the book the fortune teller gave me.

And then, when we recover the broken little sword, we leave the village.

……

It happened.

Yes, you were probably lucky.

I started lurking in the village every five days to get information.

Because I learned from experience that information is important.

I went down from the woods yesterday to get some information.

Hide yourself in a rally where people don't come very often and peek around at the signs.

I don't usually feel it, but I feel signs of people today.

I heard voices clarity in my ears.

Looks like two men.

"I found it. of the woods, seems to be lurking somewhere"

"Right, it's Tablo.

It makes this village unhappy, you know that?

Tablo is my father's name.

I don't know the other one.

Exhale slowly and carefully confirm the Lord of the Voice from the shadow of the building in the assembly hall.

... was the village chief.

"Of course it is.

I'm not a good person in this world, such as without stars.

She'll be happy because she can go to God. "

... Don't be ridiculous!

Happy when you die?

I want to live, and God knows where I'm going!

I'm annoyed.

Take a deep breath and curb your anger.

To avoid being found, gently leave the scene and retrieve what was hidden in the woods.

I was ready so I could travel at any time already.

I just couldn't grasp the last trigger.

... I still have the fear of leaving the village where I was born.

But I'm leaving the village if I could still die here.

I'm not lost anymore.

On the outskirts of the woods, quite far from the village, there are enough great trees to say the best of the woods.

The root part of the tree has enough cavities to hide things.

Insert your hand into that cavity and drag what you grab outside.

In the woods, a sword important to protect yourself.

This is what the fortune teller found for me according to the size of my body.

He said to me at the age of 8 he was still a little big but couldn't find a smaller sword than this.

A sword with a little blade tip.

With it, run in the opposite direction to the village.

It is so far away that the light of the village can be seen slightly that it looks back only once.

The woods around the village were well looked after.

To the fortune teller, I wanted to say thank you.

I hold my sword and suppress all sorts of thoughts.

Shifting my gaze from the village, I see a light in one of the places I lived hiding.

I had secured a few places in the woods where I could sleep.

What they found seemed to be the closest place to the village.

The next time you find a place to live, be careful.

Move the leg that was stopping.

I will never return to this village again.