“I’m not a kid.”
“You seem to be serious.”
While ignoring Sari Bali by any means necessary, I speak to the newest adventurers gathered in the square who belong to the nearby Adventurer’s guild (branch).
While you can officially register with the adventurer’s guild at the age of ten, you can get a temporary registration with an apprenticeship at as young as eight.
Of course, dangerous suppression missions are impossible, and you wouldn’t be able to go pick medicinal herbs. The only available missions during this period would be helping around the house. Well, you could say it’s child’s pocket money earnings, but it’d be an important preparation period for a person to become an adventurer in the future. Even elementary herb picking requires a certain level of minimum equipment, and it’d be possible to become independent by the time you’re ten. If not that you’d have to leave the house, and if you get into a party, the reward would be party property, and you’d by stuck making nothing until you can gain independence.
Of course, because you belong to the village, you could receive provisions (relief measures), and discounts with the merchants and the city (street stalls).
Therefore, you could say the apprenticeship period isn’t important. If you can make it and get properly trained, you can do anything. The results of the effort are immediate.
“Oh, big brother!’
Among them, the oldest leader Shibada reacted first.
Shibada is nine years old under me. Since I was from the same mountain community, you could call us childhood friends, but since I watched after him from when he was young, he became like a younger brother — no, I guess I’m the younger brother.
Well, it’s not like I’d “buy his bread.” He’s not as close as Sepuru or Tota, but he has some magical power and I taught him appropriate wind magic. So, it would be more correct to say he is a disciple rather than a brother.
“How are you doing?”
“Good, I’m starting to hit the target with my wind shuriken.”
For any man it feels good when your disciple succeeds. Even though I can’t do it, I feel good to see his accomplishments and feel it’s worth teaching.
… Well, if I continue to teach Sepuru and Tota, they’ll surpass me in only three years…
“Oh, that’s great that you can do that. Don’t be afraid, don’t neglect your practice, and you’ll be a top adventurer as long as you work hard every day.”
Basically, I am the type that praises and raises.
“Everyone, never forget your daily efforts.”
Really, obedient children.
“Oh, yes, and brother, the flower bed big brother requested has been built.”
While Adventurer guild registration has age restrictions, there is no age restriction on client requests as long as the fee is paid.
“Because the reward is a cookie, they gather even if I don’t want it.”
Oh, no, I was just saying it’s hard to get a child’s guardian (when they’re 4 years old) to take a request seriously.
“Well, it’s also a community experiment. To test their ingenuity.”
I take out two boxes of cookies from the carriage and hand them to Zibada. This is another reward.
“Then, I’ll also ask you to plant flowers.”
“Thank you, brother!”
“Well, these have just been my personal requests, so I should be giving thanks, you’re the only ones that’ll work for five small coins.”
I had ordered flowerbeds about thirty meters long next to the highway along the road at a request of 500 yen and further used younger girls who do it for four pieces of cookie, which would probably be child abuse in another generation.
“I couldn’t get a small coin for working all day at home, plus my bigger brother got a wooden sword and bow and arrow for free, so don’t thank me!”
“Don’t worry about it, that’s a good point.”
When they become adventurers, they will buy what I make, and if they advertise the good performance of my wooden sword and bow and arrows, I might be able to sell them wholesale with the Adventurer’s guild (branch).
Well, you need to spend money to make it.