The Frontier Alchemist ~ I Can't Go Back to That Job After You Made My Budget Zero

I was heading north as fast as I could after that, not knowing that I had burned Taura's heart for nothing.

Hippopotamus, his eight legs heaving, rushing forward.

Except for the occasional stamina potion I gave Hippopotamus, which he drank himself, I kept going nonstop.

At night, they spend the night in the field.

It is quite refreshing to spend the night outside around the fire with Hippopo. Since I started working at the institute, the only time I have stayed overnight is when I spend all night in the laboratory working on my training.

I don't remember such a relaxing time with a starry sky. Well, no matter how tired I am or how stiff my body is from sleeping on the hard ground, I can recover completely by drinking a stamina potion, which is why I can enjoy the night work.

By the way, you should choose only portable food. It is a block of various grains and fruits dried and hardened by smelting. Kalene called me a grass brick when I made it for the first time when I was a student. The origin of the name comes from the fact that it tastes like grass and soil. I was appalled at Kalene's ridiculous naming sense. The taste is not that bad.

A few days later, as the sun was setting, we came in sight of a village.

I think this is the last village before entering the northern frontier. It looks kind of deserted, doesn't it?" I muttered to myself as I looked at the village from the back of Hippopo. Kalin had given me a simple map of the village via the communication device, so I took it out and checked it.

"Yes, that's right. Toma village, right?

What would have once been a solid fence appears to have fallen apart in some places, perhaps due to lack of maintenance. The moat does not look perfect, if not a hole.

"I think this place is a neighbor, so to speak, of Kalin's territory. I get off Hippopo and take out a scroll.

"Thank you, Hippopo, for getting me this far. See you later!" I thank him with the scroll in my hand.

"Bumo," is Hippopo's reply.

The scroll in my hand spins and unfolds.

The scroll spills out like a myriad of white threads. The threads gently wrap around Hippopo's entire body and pull him toward the scroll at once. Hippopo's body, wrapped in the threads, shrinks to the size of the scroll, and Hippopo is sucked into the scroll.

When Hippopo is completely sucked into the scroll, he grabs the scroll, twirls it closed, and puts it away in his backpack.

"Well, now is a good time to take a look at this village before we go...".

Thus I set foot in the village of Toma, which was to be a neighbor of Kalin's estate.