He always felt something was missing.
Shami walked to the back of the village and noticed a commotion ahead, so he quickly headed over.
Stepping out through the village's back gate, he arrived at the pasture where Shami used to herd sheep. At the edge of the grassland, a few adventurers were confronting a shepherd and some lambs.
"I told you, these lambs can't be eaten! They're breeding stock I painstakingly brought back from afar!"
"Don't be so insolent, you useless thing. We're adventurers. If we eat your sheep to replenish our strength and defeat the Demon King, won't it benefit useless villagers like you in the end?"
The adventurers were bullying the villager.
Shami looked at the adventurers with disdain. As a former villager, he himself had been bullied by adventurers.
During those days when he traded second-hand goods in the village, if he hadn't applied some potion with a foul smell to himself daily, he would have been harassed by some adventurers like Lape.
