The weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins Light Novel

Setting Off!

I have five degraded versions of magic bags. I folded one of the bags in half and wrapped it around my waist with a string. The remaining four are put to the right and left sides of my waist. There's two on each side.

I pack as much as I can into each bag. There's many degraded versions of potions. They are for healing wounds, curing diseases, suppressing pain, and there's also a potion to break curses too. Because all of them are a degraded version, I don't really know the effectiveness of it before I use it. Unless it's the worst version possible, it should heal wounds to some extent. I knew this from my experience.

As I run through the forest, I collect all the things that I have hidden in preparation for the journey. I don't want to leave anything that I collected or hid with the Fortune Teller.

The food I have is dried meat. I borrowed it from here and there. Is that a problem?

I put the spring water from the forest in a bamboo tube and put it in a bag. It's not enough, but it will have to do. After I collect the broken sword, I leave the village.

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It just sort of happened. Perhaps I was lucky.

I came to hide in the village once every five days to get information. Because I learned from experience that information is important. I went down from the forest yesterday to get information. I hide myself in a meeting place where people don't come often.

There's usually no one here, but today I feel the presence of people. When I focus my hearing, I hear them talking. Looks like there's two men.

"I found it. It hides in a certain part of the forest."

"Is that so, Tablo? That thing makes this village unhappy, you understand right?"

Tablo is my father's name. I don't know who the other person is. I slowly breathe out, and carefully check the voice from the shadow of the building in the meeting hall.

......It's the village chief!

"Of course. There should be no such thing as no stars in this world. That child will be happy that it can go and meet God."

......Don't screw with me!

I'll be happy if I die? I want to live! Like hell I'd want to go to God's place! That pisses me off so much! I take a deep breath and control my anger.

To avoid being found, I quietly leave the place and recover things that I had hidden in the forest. I was ready to leave at any time. I just didn't get the chance to.

....I was also afraid to leave the village where I was born. The only place i've been all my life...But if there's a chance that I'll die by staying here, then I'll leave the village.

I will not hesitate anymore.

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At the edge of the forest, far away from the village, there is a large tree. It's said to be the largest in the forest.

Near that tree is a cavity by the root that can hide things. I put my hand inside the hole, and take out the thing that I previously hid. An important sword to protect myself in the forest. The fortune teller searched for this according to the size of my body.

It was still a bit too big for the 8-year-old me, but she couldn't find a smaller sword. It's a slightly dull sword. I take it and run in the opposite direction to the village. I only look back once, when I'm so far away that the only thing you could see clearly was the light of the village.

I have been greatly indebted to the forest around the village. I wanted to thank the Fortune Teller. I hold the sword to suppress the various thoughts and emotions that overflow within me.

As I shift my gaze from the village, I see a light in one of the places where I was hiding. I had several places in the forest where I would sleep. It seems that they found the place closest to the village.

Next time I find a place to live, I'll be more careful.

I move my feet that had stopped. I will never return to this village ever again.

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