The next day, in the early afternoon. I was wiping off the sweat from my body with a towel after tending to the field when Margo, Sarasa and Juno came to my place in a fit of panic.
Just what is happening…? Or rather, why do I have this terrible bad feeling…
For the time being, I gestured for them to calm down and served them herbal tea made from marble leaves.
Be cool, be cool…
The four of us sat on the handmade tree stump table set. The situation seemed severe so I brought out my magic board just in case.
From what I heard for them, apparently that stupid nobleman was planning on going to the frontline again.
So? What’s that got to do with me? Shouldn’t we just leave that kind of thing to the strong people?
Margo’s words made me want to seriously pretend I couldn’t understand what he was talking about.
“Huh? Yoko-san, what did you just say?”
I started to pretend to act like a senile grandpa.
“Yoko-san, is the food ready yet?”
I continued to display my skill in pretending to remain oblivious.
Actually, I really couldn’t understand their language but in the end, this secret technique Yoko-san still failed.
………… Apparently this time the guild master was the one who chose the participant for this dungeon assault. Moreover, not only Margo, Juno and Kai-sensei were involved but they also invited the adventurer party who had defeated the serpent before.
I really can’t run away from this? Just look at me. I’m just an ordinary farmer, you see?
Didn’t you guys see me tending with the leaves in my field just now?
After arguing about various things, in the end I had no choice but to also participate with them. Margo and Juno were also coming so it was impossible for me to avoid it.
While we were going to the dungeon, Sarasa would be taking care of the chickens and Rocinante. Ash was also attached to Sarasa too….
I looked down and saw Ash rubbing against Sarasa with his tail wagging excitedly. It made me feel a little jealous.
The three of them returned to Resta because they had some things to prepare. I should start preparing too so at the very least, I could survive through this ordeal…
I made potions and checked the preserved foods I had. Then I went to the blacksmith workshop and thoroughly did the maintenance for my equipment.
Ugh… I really don’t want this… I can feel my stomach churning and twisting….
After having a quick dinner, I held Ash in my arms and went to the bed, trembling from stress.
Give my peaceful days back.
T/N: The guild master have high hope for our MC but our MC doesn’t even have high hope for his own survival ( ˊᵕˋ ; )