006 「That’s Your Job, Isn’t It?」

 

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The man who rescued me from the depths of hell was a mercenary with no face. He was very sure of himself and, despite his intimidating appearance, surprisingly caring. But he was also a proper mercenary—though I was not sure that was the right way to put it—with ulterior motives of his own. He was a strange man who spoke openly and matter-of-factly about those motives without trying to hide them.

「Ah, wild strawberries…」

While exploring the area around his campsite with the knife he had given me, I found some wild strawberries with nicely ripened fruit.

They would be delicious just as they are, but I could also gather plenty and make jam. Does he have sugar or anything like that? I’ll have to ask Glen-san later.

「I shouldn’t pick too many…」

Wild strawberries don’t keep very long unless you make jam out of them, so I’ll only take enough for today. They