279 271 stories. Once upon a time. (1/2)
While Mr. Druid is requesting a fax, he gathers information as he walks around the guild.
How to casually approach the adventurers and listen to them if they have the information they need.
I gather information this way even in town, but the guild gets nervous because it's where adventurers gather.
At first I felt like I was doing something wrong.
But now I'm used to it because it's important to travel.
Now that Mr. Druid is with me, I wish I could talk to the adventurer and gather information, but somehow I take the old way.
Stop once near what the five adventurers are talking about.
While exploring what's going on around you so they don't notice, of course.
”Hey, this rain is crazy.”
”Oh, you can snow now.”
”That's kind of creepy.”
”Right.”
It goes hand in hand with what Mr. Druid said earlier.
Is something wrong after all?
In the village I lived in, I didn't realize it was about a week of snow in the middle of winter.
”With that said, my grandmother used to say something like this.”
”Is that true?
”Yeah, I was worried it was going to be the same this year because it was pretty damaging.”
”My grandfather said that, too. I wonder what it is?
Has something similar happened before?
This might as well be confirmed by the people who live in this village.
Step away from the adventurers at the sign of Mr. Druid approaching us.
”Sorry, it took me a while”
”I'm fine. I could talk to Mr. Druid for a second.”
”Consultation?”
”Yeah. Can we talk outside?
”Ah.”
If you were eavesdropping, you need to be careful because someone is angry.
We need to change the way we gather information before it gets a little bigger.
Don't get nervous talking to adventurers.
Out of the guild, more and more clouds covered the sky than earlier.
Maybe it'll rain again.
”Young adventurers said this rain was strange. It's supposed to turn snow.”
”Right.”
”It seems like something similar happened back in the day.”
”What?”
Answer Mr. Druid's surprised look, nodding.
”I think their grandparents and grandparents went through it a long time ago. That's when he told me he was worried about the damage.”
Think of something in my words, Mr. Druid.
Perhaps you're thinking about who you should check with for information.
”I knew it was Mr. Rose. She seems to know the most about it at her age. Because Mr. Salifah and Mr. Dora would be about the same age as me.”
”I'm going, you want to ask?
”Right.”
I'm headed to Mr. Rose's shop a little early because I've done something other than demon stone.
Will you still be in the store?
When you get to the store, Mr. Druid knocks lightly on the door.
”Excuse me, I'm a Druid”
…………
Wait a while, but no response.
Can't you?
”Oh, Mr. Druid and Ivy.”
When a voice hung from behind and turned around, Mr. Delose stood holding the bag.
”Excuse me, is Mr. Rose here?
”I think Rose would be home, but wait a minute”
Mr. Delose unlocks the lock and invites me inside.
I'll thank you and then I'll go into the store.
”Rose! You're not here?
”.................. something. That's unusual, I can't believe you made that voice right after you left. What's going on?
Mr. Rose puts his face in the store looking upset, but when he sees our face, he gets a worrying look somewhere.
”Excuse me, I just wanted to ask you to keep the resurrected demon stone and hear a little bit about the past”
I lean my neck after giving Mr. Druid a horrible look at his story.