"Thank you so much for your request."

When Nagare and Peach visited her client's house, she was extremely polite to bow her head and was greatly appreciated just because she asked for it.

The client's house exists on the south side of the city, and is she in her late thirties or so?

A woman who seems to have a good amount of weight inside, but according to the information she had in advance, she brought a reed cage with lunch box so that she could pull her right leg back even when she was hurting her leg and coming out.

"Right leg, that sounds painful..."

"Huh? Oh, yes. As a matter of fact, I was attacked by a wolf when I stopped by my husband's woods before. My husband helped me then, but not intact."

A wolf as it is said here is a wild wolf that is not a demon.

"Really..."

Peach says in a reluctant voice, as she labors her legs.

"... but it does seem that wolves also live in the Mile Forest, but aren't those wolves over there wary of humans and rarely come close? The forest road was walked."

"Yes. So I was unlucky... and only one of them jumped out (...)"

Wolves are wary of humans - which is why they may be using tricks to emit the smell they repel so that wolves and others do not approach the forest path of the Mile Forest.

Sometimes such schemes avoid the beast, but the fact that they are applied is to remind the beast that it is a place where people often pass by.

If, nevertheless, beasts were to attack humans without flocks, perhaps the Adventurer Alliance would have heard from them and dealt with mountain hunting and so on. But this time, only one wolf attacked, and the wolf was also handled by her husband, so it just so happened that the haunted wolf attacked, which means that Madame was unlucky.

"Really? Take care of that. We'll be responsible for delivering your lunch."

"Thank you. Thank you very much."

Then he received his lunch, and the two resigned from the spot, and Nagare and Peach went straight out of the city from the East Gate to the Mile Forest, where Bear was at work.

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Mile forests are not that dense of trees, they are forests with thick trunk trees at considerable intervals.

I guess that's why it's treasured as a good logging yard for hunting.

"Ugh, my legs are bread."

Walking behind Nagare, Peach raised his voice like he was tired.

It was the peach that was tenacious and leading at first, but after an hour of walking down the street to the woods, it quickly became tedious and the movement dulled, so now Nagare is walking forward to lead her.

"I think we're probably almost there. You can hear me chopping trees."

Nagare told the walking peach with the wand literally as a wand.

Do you hear that? and a peach that looks strange, but Nagare naturally has good ears.

Mosquito sounds were more than 80 years old on Earth.

"Right this way."

So when Nagare turned to the sound, he chased the peach back and forth.

Now 200 Jerry doesn't fit for it after all! and he is going to be screaming in his heart.

"Are you Mr. Beale?

"Yeah? Yeah, sure, I'm Bear, but who are you?

Upon Nagare's arrival, a man believed to be her client's husband was putting out a sperm in the logging.

A man who grew a moja mustache reminiscent of a black dwarf, but tall. Being fit and successful is somewhat reminiscent of a wild bear.

"My name is Nagare and I am an adventurer. She is the peach of her peers. As a matter of fact, your wife asked me to deliver her lunch."

When Nagare explained that far, he looked surprised and giddy, and, oh, one shriek.

"Right, right! No, I forgot my wife's lunch box today and I was a little tense. I didn't know you'd bother to deliver it!

He breaks his face and his attitude changes. Nagare also loosened her expression when she looked tough, but I guess it would be better if it was originally per capita.

"Well, can you just give me a minute? I think that tree's about to take us down."

Thus, in the position indicated by the finger, an axe blade was pierced by a tree in the trunk that was likely to be about twice as far around his waist.

From what I've seen, half of it seems to be over.

"Yeah, well, I'm sorry to keep you waiting, so let's get this over with."

……

Say it. Bear goes back to work. Behind Nagare, ha, Peach breathed and dropped his hips on the grass carpet.

"Looks like you could use a little rest. I wish I could have had lunch too."

Zero like stupidity with a cheek cane. Then Nagare opens her mouth as she looks back at the peach with a smile mix.

"By the way... are all the people in this country harvesting with axes like that?

"Huh? Yeah, I'm not familiar with that either, but that axe with the big blade is pretty skilled proof of a cunt. Normally, I can't handle that."

In response to Peach, ha, and leaking, Nagare once again turns her attention to Bear's fault.

"Huh, it's a sturdy tree inside. Wait a minute! Now -"

"Um..."

Once the work is stopped, Nagare speaks on the bears wiping sweat with her sleeves.

"With that axe, isn't the pattern too short and inconvenient?

When Nagare tells you what she wondered, Bear, huh? And what are you talking about, this guy? I looked at Nagare with eyes like that.

But what Nagareth is saying is the best. Either way, the axe on this Bair is unusually large with an axe blade.

Probably about the top half of the peach just in width.

However, for this reason, the pattern is extremely short and unbalanced.

"No, because the axe blade is very large but the pattern is short"

"Yeah? Oh, what is it? Really? Ha, no, you're still an amateur at these jobs when you say adventurer. Look, the only reason the ax blade is so big is because, for that matter, the logging is faster."

Ha... and Nagare returning some careless reply. But Bear speaks even more in terms of his adequacy.

"But of course, it's hard to handle a blade as big as this. This is also why it is generally considered difficult to work. If an amateur handles such a big axe, she will suffer accidental and outrageous injuries. There's so much talk of me snatching my own neck. That's how dangerous it is.

Bear boasts of his own arm once he lets go of his hand from the axe and shows off his power tumor.

But Nagare thought about it with her fingers on her chin.

"Aren't you going to lengthen the pattern?

That's right, I bumped into a frank question.

Whatever it is, this man, the blade is so big that even when cutting a tree, he tries to tap his arm and work in a very disguised way.

It is an unbearable place to see as a nagare with extreme temper.

"Ha? Long pattern, no spear, what are you gonna do with that? You want me to poke you and knock down a tree? Ha-ha-ha!

"That's right, Nagare. It's not hard to handle a big axe like this when it's too long."

Bear laughed off Nagare's opinion and Peach also spoke strangely from behind.

One shriek at the way it is, hmm.

"Do you guys know what centrifugal power is?

That's what I ask. Then they both looked like they had a question mark on their heads.

"Uh, Shinriku?

"What's that magic?

Two people showing their faces like pigeons ate bean cannons.

And like I said, Nagare pulled her jaw.

"Wait a minute, please"

That's what I said and found an affordable tree nearby.

The airway was applied and it broke slightly.

"Nah!?"

Bear is stunned by the way it is. Even though it's not as thick as the tree I'm working on, I broke the trunk slightly.

But that's not what matters now.

Elsewhere with a surprising, hardening bear, Nagare hand-worked the broken trunk to create a pattern longer than the axe he had.

"Oh, hey, you, what are you gonna do with that?

"Right. In the meantime, I'm going to remove this pattern."

Say it. Nagare pulls out the pattern that was on the axe of the spoon bear.

Bear also shows surprise. Because normally, it's not as soft as it gets out that easily.

Bear and Peach, I'm surprised the two of them can't even raise their voices. In the meantime, Nagare re-fitted the axe blade into the long pattern she could, and looked back at Bear.

"Come on, go ahead. Now try cutting down that tree."

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