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71. I'm Being A Courier

Apparently, the stern woman from earlier was named Mrs. Smith, the owner of the largest grocery store at the intersection. Everything was there, from food to household items, gardening tools, and even swords and bows! I couldn't understand if she actually sold them or if they were just for display.

On the other shelves, I saw rows of bottles containing medicines similar to potions in Swinggelir. Without warning, I already missed my military profession in that world!

Now I'm carrying fertilizers to the cart pulled by a tall black stallion. I don't understand why Solace chose this world and this profession for me! I've already had a tough life, and now he's giving me another tough life!

"Hurry up, don't be slow. Time is money!" Mrs. Smith exclaimed, fanning herself with a paper fan.

I lifted the last sack and it was done. Actually, this was much easier compared to hunting, but if I could choose, I'd rather keep hunting because it's much more enjoyable and I wouldn't be yelled at and sta
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