610 04. First

"Stay... cha..."

"Ugh... um..."

"Wake up... it's morning..."

"Asa..."

What is Asa?

That's very nostalgic, warm.

Now that's ominous, let it go...

"Morning."

Suddenly awakened, Yut tempers only his upper body out of his sleeping bag.

It's not my room, it's not the inn I rent, it's the tent.

Not Larsia, not Exile, but Len, who is too surprised to look.

Finally, visual information and awareness meshed.

(made fun of!?)

At the same time, my heart jumps cold.

"Maybe sleep in the middle of a lookout...?

"Husband... husband. I took turns..."

Ren had been awake at the time of his shift, but Yut was rather unconscious.

I couldn't even reply properly, and I flustered off to the tent - and I seem to have lost consciousness there.

"Not at all memorable..."

I haven't played the lapse, but that's a theory of results. What would have happened if even the wolves had attacked you at night?

I'm not in people, I don't have a house. I didn't really understand how important this was.

Besides, it's still going on for almost two weeks.

Yes. It's not the end.

I just have to save it from now on.

"End of reflection. Let's do our best!

"Stay... honey... positive?

"Oh. Hold on, I think I owe it to you for letting me sleep"

After all, fatigue is the enemy.

Even when I was playing football, it wasn't until later in the day that I decided to make an incredible mistake. It's also in the mental part, not physical fatigue.

"Good luck today, let's hunt for prey. Let's surprise the master."

"... yeah"

Ren answers with a modest but radiant smile.

If Valtrude is the sun that can't help but illuminate its surroundings, would this little sister disciple be a secluded blooming tin 'run?

When I got out of the tent thinking about that with my sleeping head, the fresh air of the woods welcomed Yut in.

The weather is good.

The sun shines moderately, but not until it's hot.

I mean, in great condition.

I also used the water collected in the sheets to make myself comfortable and made myself feel like killing myself. It was breakfast......

I drew a light descent line.

"It's a mistake to complain, but that's what you're saving."

"First of all... yes..."

Biscuits must have been tough to do and challenged the world record to see how compressed they could be. The dried meat is soggy as if it is still hateful.

The rest of the soup Len cooked for me tells me the limits of improved flavor by the cook.

The meal in front of the fireworks, which has been adding firewood since yesterday, feels like a flavor, but the environmental effects alone do not change the essence

"My stomach is swollen, but humans, that's all. Then you can't"

"Meat... I'd love to have it..."

Because I hunted, and can I dismantle it?

Turning away from that fact, Yut turns his mind to the barbecue.

That's about it, the preserved food I ate again was stingy and unsavory. That's pretty much what Yut feels like not complaining about his meal.

The young body was craving proteins that were not dried meat.

"Yesterday, does that mean I couldn't even afford to feel the flavor? If you think about it, it means it's still better now."

That concludes, Yut finishes breakfast early.

Soon after the break, transcribe the spell you plan to use today to the spell document. This, of course, is with Ren.

Then we go into selecting what to take and what to leave behind.

The first thing Yut took away was a crossbow.

"There's a spell...

"Because I've decided how many times a day I can use it."

So, it was a crossbow where the shooting didn't work but even amateurs could expect a hit.

In addition, a folding shovel borrowed from Valtrude was sandwiched in the belt, carrying about three metres of stick as well.

Ask Ren to hold a knife or rope for demolition, etc.

I'm ready.

I even wanted to set a trap so that the baggage I left behind wouldn't be vandalized, but unfortunately I don't have that skill.

Well, even the beast won't eat that preserved food. I don't do foods with a strong flavour. This was the iron rule of the pet owner. There are no exceptions.

"Let's go to the water field."

"Yeah. I think he's preying..."

The big apprentice and the little sister apprentice nod together and start moving.

I couldn't even flatter myself that I was used to it...

There was no stray.

"There he is..."

"You're gonna find a light one."

Two people whispering to each other with a whisper.

Hidden in the bush, nothing noticed.

At the end of that gaze was a deer parent and child drinking water in a pond.

Deer.

Animals famous for being in many tourist destinations.

It has also become a mascot for the football team. Well, Yut isn't my favorite team.

There's just never been anything like trying to prey on that. Not until this moment now.

"Spells, make... huh?

"First, I want to try what Crossbow looks like"

"Right... right..."

Ren also agreed with me.

Roll the strings with the pulley and install the Tai Ya (Quarrel).

The spell document was placed on the ground and crossbowed with both hands.

Physical spell training. Beside that, I was learning from Larsia.

But this is the first time I've ever targeted a living prey.

Gently stretch the tip of the crossbow out of the bushes.

While feeding the deer water, the parent deer was alert to his surroundings with his ears up.

But it doesn't look like he noticed us.

We're not good at hiding here, we're simply not on alert.

Yut took a deep breath and hung his finger on the crossbow trigger.

Aim, pro-deer. Because the deer are small and not sure they can be guessed.

If this hits, parents and children will have eternal goodbyes.

Naturally.

The moment I was aware of it, my aim shifted.

"Ah."

"Removed..."

The arrow, which was aimed at the torso of the parent deer, slightly inverted and pierced the tree on the other side.

At that moment, the parent and child deer literally fled at a glance as they jumped. In no time, you'll see them swallowed up in the woods.

Off target, naturally, I regret it.

But I was just a little relieved.

"After all, it's hard to hit an arrow..."

"A spell would be easy."

It's practice.

Next time, do it well.

Behind Yut, who stood up to tell himself so, there was a retreat and a noise.

The next opportunity was to visit quickly.

It was the bear that emerged from the bush behind me.

Sleepy giant with thick fur wrapped around muscle armor.

Yellowed fangs grow surprisingly in his mouth, which grows loud and threatening.

Wolverine.

Strong sense of territory, hole bear.

Even so, it's different from the scum you see on Earth because of its size itself. Hole bears are inherently Itachi companions, but in this Brewers they are a kind of authentic bear.

In both eyes, strong emotions resided.

The mention of being plundered with prey, the hatred of being ruined.

In an instant, I was in a position to be attacked by a hunter. It's been changed.

"Bullet of Reason (Force Missile)"

Quickly, Ren ripped off a page of spell documents and unleashed a bullet of pure magic.

It did not pass its aim, wore its giant, and blood flowed from around the base of the forelimb.

But it's far from fatal.

The upside down Wolverine gets up and intimidates this one. The unpleasantly sweet aroma came as if to echo that anger. It smells like rotten meat.

"Ren Eh."

Shortly after I glanced at it, Wolverine jumped at me just on the back limb.

If I noticed, my body was moving on its own.

As he throws down the crossbow, Yuut leaves forward, covering Ren.

But it wasn't like I wasn't thinking about anything.

As he waved and stretched the scoop out of his belt, he stood like a shield with both hands.

But it's equal to paper.

He was lightly bounced off and slipped a few meters down the ground.

"Guh."

"Brother!

Yut's bitter squeal, Ren's scream.

Scoop of Valtrude, shaken from the middle, struck the universe and pierced it in front of Wolverine.

Surprisingly, so Wolverine takes her distance.

It was an exaggerated Wolverine for an attack by spell, but Scoop was wary.

It is not an act of determining which is a threat. I guess the theoretical spell was incomprehensible. Showing and threatening a gun can't go through without knowing its existence and power. Along with that.

"No... just... but..."

What do I do? What do I do?

As it is, even Len dies. It gets eaten.

I won't let you. Never, never let.

What do I do? What do I do?

Yut's hand wandered, by chance, touching the spell document. They were involved together.

Totally lucky.

It would have been God bless to have made it into something.

"Oh well"

You don't have to defeat it.

- In person.

"Sleep"

Ignoring the pain, Yut let go of the spell to the one-page cleavage Wolverine.

It turns into a grain of light, and the sagging particles pour down.

- For a second.

Wolverine fell and fell on the spot.

"Brother! Brother!"

"It's okay. It hurts so bad..."

Now that I am in an excited state, it is done to this extent.

I didn't want to be sure what kind of injury I was getting.

Quickly, I think I'll be able to take care of the magic medicine (potion)... and Yut flashed his face.

"Oh my... oh my"

"Oh, I don't know"

Yut snaps softly as he hugs Ren, who has sat down on her.

But that gaze was directed towards the sleepy Wolverine.

"Yay..."

"That was too much. If the Bullet of Reason (Force Missile) hadn't cut your health, would it have worked..."

When I thought about it, it was a piece of paper.

But this is the one who won.

Stand up with Ren and move under Wolverine.

I was asleep.

Defenseless, exposed to steeples.

It's still hard to take a life by spell.

In the Running Sorcerer (Wizard), this is what it is. Never, invincible or omnipotent.

That's why we party, and I guess we don't usually get out of the lab.

Or not, it doesn't mean you can't.

After all, the only scientific spell is unique. Allow miracles that cannot be accomplished by other means.

The point is, how to use it.

Yut thinks of the various tools he has touched on in this survival life.

Scop would not only dig holes, he would also be a battering weapon, but a shield to protect himself.

The same thing with the theoretical spells.

Even if the goal can't be aimed directly, if you can assist it, it leads to the dot.

That's what I'm talking about.

"Stay... honey. I... with a knife..."

Ren told me to watch out for Yut, who had been delayed in his thinking.

But the rushing magician shook his head small to the side.

You should do this yourself.

The weight of life is no different. Bugs and plants are alive.

Fishing doesn't mean you don't have any experience at all.

In the first place, it's the meat that has shaped this body.

If you think about it that way, you can't say it's very first time.

But that would be a trick.

Yut, from now on. For the first time, it takes the lives of others.

"No, I'll do it in a crossbow. That's the most certain thing."

If I shock you poorly, Sleep Sleep will expire.

So I want to stab you in the stomach while you sleep.

It's more convenient to be more powerful for that... then it's better to release a crossbow at close range than a knife.

Calm, reasoned judgment.

But it's what the Mage (Wizard) wants.

"Ugh..."

Get ready to fire as you face the pain.

I don't get lost. I don't hesitate.

Getting ready, Yut pulled the trigger.

This time it won't come off. I won't take it off.

With the impact of the landing, Wolverine wanders slightly.

That's all.

That's it.

A blow to the stomach mowed life badly and easily.

"Meat tastes better when it's ripe, but it's pretty good."

"Yeah...... Dried meat... no..."

The Yuts, who managed to return to base camp, had finished treatment with magic drugs (potions) and spoken of their prey.

I'm afraid of food poisoning, so I'm baking more than Weldan.

Just salt and a little pepper, not superior flavoring.

In the first place, I just baked it.

But it was delicious.

Yut thinks blurry that this means taking his life.

To this extent, what about life? The present is nasty or something. It's hilarious to be imprisoned by such noble and philosophical thoughts.

Still, all the thoughts I'm feeling right now are not lies.

More importantly, if you think of Tertione, the master, you must bite him thoroughly.

"My master wanted me to go through these things too..."

However, there are other ways to grow up as a magician (wizard).

A safer and more secure way.

That you didn't dare choose that, I mean, that's what I mean.

Theoretical spells take lives and also help.

It's just a tool, but that tool also depends on how you use it.

Later in life, this experience played a big part in Yut's use of a theoretical spell for territorial management for no reason whatsoever...