Apprentice Alchemist Bakes Bread - Relaxed Collection and Forest Workshop Life

"I'm not a pet, I'm a contract spirit!

Ignis' tail so beautiful is rare. I'm sure you didn't like the pet call.

All spirits are proud, not just the Spirit of Fire.

"- Spirit of Fire (Salamander)?"

"That's right. He's my precious partner."

Spirits are rare all over the city, but this look of Ignis shouldn't be so conspicuous.

Salamanders are about the size of two bricks and usually look like lizards. But Ignis hides because he looks like a palm-sized sanshaw, and it's hard to be noticed he's a spirit.

"Wow... that's a rare spirit. I've never seen a salamander look like this before..."

Ignis said, "It's a salamander. Uh-huh!," he flames again to show. It's a little bigger than just now.

"Excuse me. Nice to meet you, my name is Letterio and I'm a knight. Ignis the Spirit of Fire"

"Yeah! Nice to meet you. Letterio... Letterio... It's hard to say it's my mouth, so I'll call you Letterio ~"

Kufu, and laughs with his little hand in his big flat mouth. Cute.

"Thank you, Ignis. Here's another one."

I put a grain of scrapstone in Ignis's mouth.

"Yeah. See you around ~! Iris, be careful ~"

Ignis disappeared suddenly.

"Thank you, too, Mr. Letterio"

"No, I... I'm sorry. You accidentally put him in a bad mood, didn't you? That was rude."

Yeah, I knew you knew a lot about knights. He seems to understand more about spirits than normal, and I'm glad.

"Yeah, you're fine because you apologized properly and greeted me. I say salamanders have a lot of refreshing personalities, and they even nicknamed them... maybe they liked them?

"Lek Kun? I wonder if they liked that...? Oh, yeah. Just now! His mustache burned and he did it?

Mr. Letterio turns back and his face becomes that of a knight.

"That's right. But I didn't let you get hurt, and there's no damage to the perimeter. You just surprised me and let go of my hand..."

"Were you forcefully drawn? That's a clear violation. Iris, can you show me where they grabbed me for a second?

Show Mr. Letterio his wrist. but there are no scratches or moles to the extent that they are a little red.

"Hmmm... can't you even pull it off with injury if this is it"

He's a fraudulent habitual offender, but if he's not a current offender, he can't be tied up and he's in trouble. And, says Mr. Letterio.

He pulled it at will several times because he knew his face, but there was no evidence and he couldn't find the victim with all the unfamiliar travelers.

I see...... then maybe you should have figured out a way to call Mr. Letterio without running away.

"But I'm glad you didn't get hurt or hurt. Because I knew I'd be dating Iris all day today. Like?"

Instead of an invitation with a smile like the one I just had, I was told to mix the faces of a knight who didn't say whether or not he was crisp.

I can't say no as a person who was quickly caught up in the street I was worried about.

Besides, if you sell your smelt in a commercial guild, go to the Hunter's guild and register, all you have to do is shop. I'm a little sorry for Mr. Letterio, but I wouldn't go all day long about that.

"Hi. Nice to meet you"

Come on, if you do, come on! The aim is a commercial guild! Hope you sell for a good value......!!

I just wanted to say that when I entered the commercial guild... but I couldn't.

A few queues stretched outside the building, and at the rear of the line it seems uncertain which one is what.

"Wow... what am I going to do with this..."

"Well, if only those merchants had avalanches at once...... Let's just take it to the counter where we want to buy it and go to dinner."

Fortunately, the individual buying reception counter was not that crowded and I was given a reception in about 4 1/2 minutes.

I give the receptionist a Copper Permit, which is also a sign of my registration with the Commercial Guild. First of all, they're going to verify their identity and load their wish list for purchase.

This is the first time I've come here to sell, so I'm a little thrilled.

"Oh, you're a forest alchemy workshop. Long time no see ~..."

Tired girlfriend laughs. It already feels like flirting in the rage queue from the morning.

But it's still noon... will she keep it all day? My skinnier, whiter sister isn't looking any better than me, and her bright light tea hair that I put together is a little messy.

"Um... are you okay? If you're not feeling well, I have some pills..."

When she offered, she blinked her eyes and smiled fuzzily.

Shit. If I were a man, this would be falling off.

"Oh, sweet. But I don't need medicine. Well... I'm just hungry..."

"Hungry......!

She lay her eyes down in embarrassment, and my voice became louder about that circumstance, which was also annoying to me: hunger.

"Shh! 'Cause I'm suddenly gonna open the door, and I'm gonna get knocked up early in the morning, and I'm gonna be ready... and I don't have time to take a breath..."

"I understand. Hungry, I know............!!

I inadvertently take your sister's hand and squeeze it. Whoa, my hands are cold! My temperature is dropping.

"Ha... I'm sorry. Oh, I'm done loading. Then please put the item in this box. I'll keep it for an assessment."

The carry-on is of considerable quantity and weight, but that's a commercial guild. It looks like an iron box without any kind of weird philosophy, but it's a demon prop. I think mass conversion is taking place.

'Cause, you see, whether you put in the product or not, it still goes in.

I work with a bit of emotion, but Mr. Letterio in the back is a normal face.

I wonder if the Knights also have such advanced and expensive magic props...?

"Yes. You have also completed your deposit registration. Now let's go into the assessment...... I'm sure you'll have some time today because it's crowded. Are you sure?

"Ah, yes. How long..."

The receptionist softly slips away from her gaze and smiles at the pile of boxes awaiting assessment.

"Ah, yes. I get it. I'll try to come in the evening or so."

We'll eat and shop anyway. Waiting time is not a big problem.

More problematic than that.