What's Wrong with a Great Hero Being Jobless

Waiting early in the morning, I started looking for a boat that would take me to Tear Island.

Don Bragn told me he was going to stick around, but I asked him to go home and sleep because he seemed so sleepy. Then he lay down outside the tower of Augusto Crustrole and snored.

The strawberry and Momohina on its escort, then Heinemarie, who had played as fierce a battle as Don's as a sleeper, had decided to leave it on the tower with Augusto's permission.

Once he's asleep, Don is going to act with me again soon. To do this, he thought it would be more convenient to stay in the tower. What a worthy bastard a friend.

That's why I took Milliu and Ginzi to the harbor.

Ginger still seems to be thinking a mess about annoying me when I'm around, but seeing as he doesn't walk away, he's not going to leave me at the moment. Then all I have to do is follow Ginger with dignity.

Well, in fact, the sailors preparing to sail in the harbor didn't take very well.

The sailors blushed openly when they saw Ginger. Some men came flying cursing at me, spinning the rope around and intimidating me. Bottled leather water bottles also flew frequently.

"You sahaggin '!

"Let me go!

"Don't stop by!

"You let me down on three. Huh!

Ginger shrugs herself and manages to endure while hiding behind me. Milliu is a worried face. Originally this guy is a chunk of the complex, too. Do you have any thoughts? I know. This can't be right. Solve your problems yourself. Others, at best, can only do as much to help. After all, it's up to you.

That's why I was in a situation where I would lie if I told you that Ginger's presence would not be an obstacle at all... Hi, that doesn't seem like a problem either.

The sailor, who spoke up no matter how nasty he looked, decided,

"Oh!? It's an island of tears. Ah!? Don't even joke! Whatever you like, you're not getting anywhere near that island!

reacted like that.

I don't always try to talk about how troublesome and exciting this guy is, but it should be said that there is something about Tears Island. One of the sailors pointed to Ginger and said something like, "Why don't you let him show you around rather than me?"

I'll...

"What does that mean?"

When I asked, the sailor yelled at me and got on the boat, but I generally understood.

The island of tears is the stronghold of the Sea Sahagin, or at least within its power zone.

We sat side by side on the edge of the pier.

Big ships and small ships sail one after the other. Some ships come into port.

"… let's do it"

Milliu also seems to be guessing the circumstances, quietly.

"The ship that takes us all the way to Tear Island... I don't want to think about this, but after a while... you may not find it..."

"Me!

Ginger slapped herself in the chest.

"Shall I row the boat?!? I've never been on a sailboat, but if it's a hand rowed boat, it's somewhat..."

"I don't know about him."

I sighed and then I tried to catch my sigh. Maybe after it's already out.

Damn.

The body is heavy.

"You land sahaggin 'boats are like boats. It would be dangerous to go out into the ocean like that, and more or less, where is that ship?"

"Ugh..."

"Ship."

I shrugged and thought it might be the only way. Used or whatever. Get the ship and move it ourselves. The island of tears is about thirty kilometers from Valle, and you can still see the island shadow from here. Thirty kilometers? I wonder how fast a small boat with hand rowing will go. I don't know, but if it's to a better extent than walking, it's five kilometers an hour. Thirty kilometers, six hours. Yeah, I told Ginger, but if it wasn't timed, even the ocean wouldn't make such a big difference from the lake. The destination is visible, and it will have to be.

However, if the island of tears is a territory of sea sahaggins, is it easy to get close?

The sea sahagin is the same as the land sahagin, the sahagin. If the remnants enter their sphere of power, they will attack hard. So I guess I'm friends with the Vere guys with the dog monkeys. If you go out on a small boat, you might end up being sunk lightly.

"... I was wondering if it would be obvious."

I stood up.

Ships docked or about to sail in this corner, albeit large and small, are of considerable size. Even the smaller ones, like fifteen or twenty, are full of ships that are likely to make it. I just took it up with me to sell it, and no one would shake my neck vertically.

If I were to buy it, it would be a smaller ship. Before you do, you need money. I have about one gold in my hand, but Temuzin is carrying a bump. Elf finishes bought in Arnotu, incense wood and whatnot. And then there's the exquisite watch that Hilda, the Iron Chunk King, rewarded me with. They should all come at a cool price. In particular, I expect plain things from Dwarf's watch.

"Milieu, look for the one who might sell you a ship. I'll make some money."

"Yes. Yes, Master Kisaragi!

"Uh, I..."

Ginger nodded,

"Me, too, I'll look! Ship, you're someone who's going to sell it to me! Maybe you won't sell it to me, but somehow I managed to explain that I'm not a sea sahagin..."

"Well, just try it"

"Oh, I will! I'm not sure at all..."

I put Milliu and Ginzi down and once I turned back to the tower of Augusto. Don was still asleep. I crossed the temuzine and headed downtown.

When I looked at the store and showed them my watch, they immediately found out that it was made by Dwarf.

Valle's currency is not the same as the currency made in the Kingdom of Alabakia used in Altana, but there are gold, silver and copper coins in the same way, and the value seems to be a little higher in Arabic currency. The clock has a value of three gold coins at a time, and because there are twelve, there are thirty-six Valle gold coins. Thirty-three gold coins, as one left on the hand.

Naturally, I didn't sell it on the spot. Turn around a bunch of houses, show them the watch and make them put the price on. While I was competing by saying how much it was over there and how much it was over here, I saw something more or less like a market for me as well, not being an expert. After all, the first three Valle gold coins have been seen in their footsteps, and they don't go as far as five gold coins, but if they go as far as four gold coins, there are shops out there. It seems like Dwarf watches appreciate the fact that only the items given to them by the King of Dwarves are superb and a little out of sight.

Then I also looked into the value of Arnotu souvenirs. All the fine workmanship was subtle, but only a handful or so of incense trees, such as Femnort, had a surprising high price: fifteen Valle gold coins.

In the end, I sold eleven watches to a merchant named Biancale, who handles luxury goods, works of art, and hobbies, forty-four Valle gold coins and twenty Arnotu souvenirs that were filled with incense wood. Selling each and every one for the highest price would have made it more gold, but there was no other merchant who would buy both incense wood and a watch, and I liked the fact that it was Biancale's eagle fried but had no loopholes.

Probably rooted rich, not stubborn, but marginal. I like money, but that's not everything. I know that gold is a useful tool that can be used to get or protect important things. I am luxurious, but I don't really get my nose because I have a good hobby. I'm curious, I like to talk, and I laugh a lot, not even weirdly great at big heroes like me who can't even be this horsebone. Nor is that the way you laugh in a liturgical mould. Makes a lot of smiles.

I trusted Biancale for a second, and Biancale was interested in me. We made a satisfactory deal with each other.

And I only touched Biancale, but I revealed the situation, and Biancale advised me. That was a brutal proclamation, but I couldn't find any basis to doubt that word.

When I rode back to the tower on a temuzine with a slightly lighter load, Don had his back on the outer wall and put his arms around it.

"Mu. You're home, Xaragi"

"Ooh."

"Face, ukanai"

"Sort of."

I went down from the temuzine and stroked my horse's head.

"Milliu and Ginzi are inside, too."

"Um."

Don also has a face that won't float.

Ginzi took it for granted that Milliu was no good either.

Besides, I had to give up right away.

"Me, I didn't know, Daga..."

Don exhaled from his nose with a fuuuuuu,

"I'm going to Tears Island, ship, no. Socite, in Valle, ships, not for sale. No one..."

"Looks like it."

I dared look up into the sky. What do you do when you're like this?

I mean, culture is the one.

In Valle, the ship is metaphorical to the soul.

Even if you sell yourself, you don't even sell your soul.

Ask one of the three shipyards in the city to build the ship. The ship raised is the soul of the shipowner. Shipowners never let go of ships that are souls. When you want a new ship, dismantle the original ship and reuse its material as much as possible to make it. Or, perform a special ritual and let it sink itself before resurrecting the dead soul once. Finally, get on a new boat.

Whoever loses his own ship outside of dismantling, self-sinking, will be made to laugh for the rest of his life? Some shipowners have lost their lives because they can no longer live.

The sea sahaggin strikes the ship of Valle and sinks. So, the Valle people abhor and deeply resent Sea Sahagin.

Sea Sahagin is seen as the devil dragging the souls of the Veres to the bottom of the sea.

"The ship has to be built."

I bit my lips crisp and then bit my back teeth off.

"... takes time. We're not gonna make it."