Fugitive Poison User ~I Am Somehow Recovering in a World Full of Miasma~ Chapter 40

Chapter 40

“Hmm... these two seem like good quests. This one involves us gathering and harvesting monster parts in the forest we passed through a few days ago. This other one would have us slay these monsters that appear in the plains...”

“Muuuu...”

We’re only strong enough to be effective at these kinds of quests.

While there are groups looking for mbers to go bounty hunting, I have a hard ti fulfilling their requirents because of my oddball class.

They might let in if I talk to them beforehand, but I’d like to avoid having my identity revealed if I can help it.

And naturally, it’d be great if to adventure with just Arleaf and Muu, as we’re in the sa boat.

I can always try consulting the clerks in the guildhall.

They seem to be very helpful and supportive to all the newcors in town.

‘... I may just have a brilliant plan.’

Veno speaks out, almost as if he were raising his hand to participate in the discussion.

“A brilliant plan?”

‘The lass pointed out the quest in the sewer, aye?’

“That’s right. It seems rather tough. There are so details appended to the bottom of the listing saying how there is quite the large number of monsters underground. It may be difficult even for mid-ranked adventurers if a mob of monsters were to show up.”

‘In that case, we can employ poison. You humans have this thing called “rat poison,” do you not?’

Oh, I see where he’s getting at. That really doesn’t sound like a bad plan.

“Umm... it seems like so adventurer or so guild clerk has tried that before in the past. The monsters quickly developed resistance against the poison and, in the end, turned out benefit the monsters. Ever since then, the city did not directly deal with the problem.”

‘Hah... how naïve. For what doest thou taketh for? I have already accounted for that possibility to happen.’

“... then what are you thinking of, Lord Holy Dragon?”

Pfft. I’ve got a feeling that Veno’s got a good-for-nothing idea brewing.

I bet his “brilliant plan” is going to be a waste of ti.

‘Aye... my strategy is similar to how we eradicated Bloodflower in that—’

As soon as he started to speak, Arleaf was at a loss for words.

Turns out it’s not as crappy of a plan as I thought it’d be. In that case, we’ll need to make preparations, so off to our hideout we go.

“I think this is the place.”

Arleaf brings us to her friend’s ho that we’ll be using as a hideout.

It’s quite the large estate in the middle of town.

“Who lives here?”

“This is Grandpa Wayne’s house. He’s a relative that I call my grandpa. He’s looked after ever since I was a young girl. They say he’s an unparalleled craftsman. I’m sure he will help us out once he learns of our situation.”

“A craftsman, huh? I wonder if he can help out with sothing.”

I take out and show Arleaf my crossbow.

It still shoots, but it makes a weird creaking noise when I fire it.

Sotis, though, it gets a little jamd up.

I’ve been keeping up with maintenance, but it needs proper repairs.

The crossbow is pretty complicated, so I’m not exactly sure what exactly is wrong with it.

It’s a very capable weapon, but thinking about what lies ahead of us, I’m a bit hesitant to rely on it now.

I’ve been reusing my bolts as much as I can, but I don’t have too many left. They tend to lt when enchanted with poisons. Well, they’re a consumable item anyway.

“I have noticed too that, for so reason, it is not performing as well lately.”

I really need to find an expert to work on it.

I’ve nded my Smoke Armor as best as I can, but it’s nowhere nearly as good as what a professional can do.

The axe that Muu’s using is holding up fine, though the Flyiron Sword has rusted once.

It’d be nice if we could just swap for better equipnt with Veno.

‘It is not as if I own anything and everything. The only hurdle to using better equipnt lies within thine own proficiency.’

To be fair, this is all just stuff Veno has lying around. Most of it is just regular service equipnt for soldiers, or at best, knights.

‘I do have a full set of armor on hand. However, as far as weapons go, what I have is more of the decorative kind... if only we can use the sword strapped to the lass’ back. That would mitigate our worries for weaponry.’

Oh, the holy sword of Arleaf’s ancestors?

What’s it called again? Karma Blaze?

It hasn’t activated once after that flash of light that one ti. It seems like it’s less of a weapon and more of a protective charm.

“As my father would say, adventurers can either save money on their equipnt or save their lives. If we peddle dicines for a while, we may be able to save up so money...”

That’s right. It’s not like we don’t have options to make money.

But the problem is that we’ve gotta escape our pursuers while looking for a way to undo the Forced Possession Summoning.

That ans we don’t have the luxury of taking our sweet ti.

In any case, we should spend so of they money we’ve saved up to upgrade our equipnt.

The shop back in Nisua was rather expensive.

We didn’t have enough money for proper weapons and armor.

“Well, for now, let’s et my friends.”

Arleaf pushes a button close to the door.

A sharp ring of a bell rang out as soon as she did so.

It’s a very peculiar sound.

“Coming.”

A lady with a nice figure opened the door after calling out to us.

Her hair was split into two long bunches, tied into place with elastics.

Her chest stands out from her sleeveless shirt.

Hey, I can see your midriff. Her pants... are made with so kind of denim-like leather, I think.

She’s got quite the wild look.

“Uhh... is that you, Arleaf?”

“Oh, yes, that’s right. Long ti no see, Rurika.”

“Good to see you again! What brings you all the way out here?”

“Umm, lots of things happened and so... we’re on a trip. I heard Grandpa Wayne lives around here, so I thought to drop by to say hello.”

As Arleaf explains the situation, the lady nad Rurika looked over at Muu and I.

“This is Yukihisa. He and I are traveling together. Umm, this might be out of the blue, but he has my father’s approval.”

“Huh? Your dad? The one who’s super protective of you?”

“Yes. For so reason, Yukihisa... is able to eat my cooking.”

“Wha—?!... that’s incredible!”

Arleaf’s notoriety knows no borders.

I want to ask her all about it.

“Yukihisa, this is Rurika. She’s Grandpa Wayne’s granddaughter.”

“Mu!”

“And this little one is Muu, Yukihisa’s myconid.’

Muu cordially bows.

“It’s a pleasure. But... is there sothing you ca to see Gramps for?”

“Oh, no... I don’t an to be a bother, but I rember Grandpa Wayne has got quite the na for his smithing skills, so I thought to commission a few items from him.”

Rurika looks down and her face darkens, struggling to find words.

What? Did sothing happen to Mr. Wayne?