I Got Fired As an Adventurer, So I'm Starting Anew As an Alchemist! Frontier Exploration? Alright, Leave It to Me!

Chapter 128.2

128.2. Those Who Are Standing Can Still Be Used, Even If They’re Friends, Isn’t It?

When Shururu returned to the city from the wetlands, I had already taken the initiative, having heard that she had returned the horse she borrowed from Kyle.

(I can’t let my guard down...!)

I’m a man too, and while I appreciate being liked... I really do appreciate it!

“Alright, let’s head to Leafan Town first.”

“Got it!”

“Yes!”

So we sped down the highway.

A very wide highway connects Golden Dawn and Leafan Town.

It’s spacious enough to accommodate six large transport wagons side by side, all paved with alchemical hardened rock. They’ve marked lanes on it, creating a three-lane road in each direction for the first time.

At first, merchants were confused by the road being divided into up and down lanes, but with clear explanations in Reifan Town and the Akindou merchant caravan teaching other merchants the rules, it was smoothly adopted.

Additionally, a separate path for swift horses was established, so even when horses are running, they don’t interfere with the caravans or other travelers.

And so, the three of us were racing along the swift horse path...

“Craft-sama!” “Craft-sama!” “Craft-sama!” “Craft-sama!” “Craft-sama!” “Craft-sama!”

Shururu’s appeals were overwhelming!@@@@

Her affection is appreciated, but the pressure is immense!

As I dealt with it casually and continued forward, night finally came.

“Alright, let’s stay at that rest stop over there.”

The highway has several rest stops.

They’re square, bland buildings made of alchemical hardened rock, with only a well, a fireplace, and cheap beds, but they’re free to use. They also serve as shelters if attacked by monsters.

“Eh...”

“Go back!”

Shururu reluctantly got out of bed.

This is it!

What Shururu wants is to have children! She’s pressing for it, and it’s troublesome!

I consulted her brother, Jurara, about this issue, and his response was:

“For Lizardmen, bearing the child of a strong person is an honor. Craft-sama is a hero. I’m not saying you should marry or take her as a mistress. Just provide her with some seeds as a casual gesture.”

Seriously!

Isn’t that something you do with a future spouse!?

Screaming inwardly, Jitarou gave me a sidelong glance.

“Craft-san, you’re strangely squeaky clean in some places, you know.”

“Squeaky clean... isn’t that normal?”

I know my old adventuring companions sometimes visited brothels, but I couldn’t do it.

Maybe it’s because I was raised in an orphanage run by a church, but I don’t want to do such things with anyone other than someone I’ve promised a future with.

“Are you interested, though?”

Of course! I am!

I couldn’t help but shout.

“I think doing naughty things is wrong!”

“Craft-san should just burn up!”

Why is that!?