Twilight Alchemist 36.3

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36.3. A New Journey Begins, Start With A Cheerful Conversation, Isn't It?

After about two weeks had passed.

"What in the world is this!?"

Zaid and his 300 soldiers, upon arriving at the pioneer village, were bewildered. 

The village, which had developed to a scale that seemed impossible in such a short time, was completely deserted except for one person.

"We've been waiting for you, Zaid-sama."

"And who are you?"

"I am the guild master of the adventurer's guild in this village. More accurately, I am the branch manager."

"Details aside! Why!? Why is there no one left in the village!?"

"Well, everyone went with Kyle-sama."

"What!? Could it be that Kyle didn't disclose the notice I handed over!?"

"Are you referring to the notice promising 5 gold coins per month to those who remained in the village for a year?"

"You know about it!?"

"Of course. Kyle-sama made it known not only orally but also posted notices there."

"Five gold coins per month!? That's almost equivalent to the monthly salary of the poor! And for a whole year!?"

"Yes, indeed."

The guild branch manager, who willingly drew the short straw, nodded in agreement. 

But inwardly, he murmured...

"In the village governed by Kyle-sama, people can live happier lives than their income suggests, so it's only natural.", even though he didn't express it aloud.

"Well... fine! We'll have to recruit people again! And, are the village's resources still intact!?"

"Yes. They were entrusted to me by Kyle-sama. Here is the village's warehouse."

"Hmm! This is Mithril ore! And there are five barrels of it! Incredible!"

"And these are Stamina Potions."

"Ten barrels of these, too. But it's unsettling to have potions stored in barrels."

"They don't deteriorate at all."

"So I've heard. And one spoonful is effective. Is this a barrel of Healing Potion? And this one is Cure Potion. Both are one barrel. Hmm, these can be used for soldiers for the time being."

The guild branch manager inwardly chuckled at the thought of how astonished they would be when they used them.

"Leave one barrel each of Mithril and Potions, and sell the rest! Use the money to gather new settlers for the village!"

"Yes!"

Zaid's subordinate replied promptly. Seeing this, the guildmaster inwardly sighed.

(Selling off the Stamina Potions without using them. I can see the future of this village.)

With a shrug, the hardworking guild branch manager sighed.