“We need a safe place for children to play.”

One day, Cynthia made this request.

“We don’t have a playground for the kids,” she said.

“All right, I’ll start building one.”

“Thank you very much.”

“I think the best place would be around the church. It’s easier for people to gather.”

“Yes, I’d like it to be within sight.”

Cynthia gave me a rough idea of what she wanted, and I consulted with Christa and Amur.

“If we’re going to build a playground, we’ll need playground equipment.”

“We need a swing set and a slide. And a sandbox.”

“I’ll help you, just let me know.”

As expected from a master architect, he finished drawing in no time.

The wood was leftover from the logging and the iron was melted by Jarrett.

He began to work with the carpenters.

“Noel-san, you’re very good with your hands.”

“I’ve done a lot of house repairs. I’m used to this kind of work.”

“I remember when you were fixing the roof of the guild when it collapsed.”

Garthas, who had come to help us, said.

“The guild is a government facility, so wouldn’t they be able to fix it if they asked?”

“Normally, yes, but Revania tends to disregard adventurers and the like. They didn’t pay for it.”

So they had to fix it themselves, but most adventurers are not good at detailed work.

I could do some of the work, so the guild leader at the time asked me to do it as a volunteer.

As we talked about this, the work went smoothly, and a few weeks later, the small park was completed.

The children were overjoyed.

Just seeing their smiles makes me feel satisfied.