Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 92 Hunting Wild Pigs

Claude snuck onto the hillside with a flaming rope gun, and the boars did have a lot of guts and didn't care if anyone came near them. A few slightly bigger boars seemed to smell something. He raised his head and shouted "hum” in the direction of Claude. He bowed his head in the mountain to find food...

Claude stopped about a hundred meters from the boar herd. He heard about Wild boar habits. Don't get too close to them when they're looking for food. If they're too close, wild boars may think you're a threat to them and will attack you.

A hundred meters or so away is just right, and even if a boar finds you close, he'll be lazy because it's too far away. Claude started shooting, and he wasn't targeting the biggest boar, he was targeting a little boar, and that distance hit the head guaranteed to kill him. If it was that big boar, it might not die because of its thick, rough flesh.

Behind the hillside, in the backyard of the estate villa, Mrs. Maria and Lutheran housekeepers stood in front of the pharmacy lab door, watching Claude hide behind the bushes and aim at the boar herd with a fire rope gun.

“Ma'am, can he do it? He's just a teenager...” Ludhan Butler said with some concern: "I think we should invite some hunters from town to chase these boars away. The last time I heard of a guard soldier who had been a hunter, it was better to get ready to retreat before dealing with wild boars. It was better to find a big tree to rely on, so that even furious wild boars could climb up to the tree to hide. Wounded wild boars were the fiercest, and if you target them, they tend to die forever.

Look at him. He has no experience at all. Stand behind the bushes and aim. If he doesn't kill wild boars and provoke them instead, he can't escape. Wild boars don't care if it's the bushes that stand in front of him. If he comes over, he's finished... ”

“Trust him once.” Mrs. Maria waved to stop Ludhan's housekeeper saying, “He's a teenager, but I think he can hunt the Niros crocodile, so it's easy to deal with these boars. Besides, you also know that this teenager is a wild magician, he should have his own means to ensure his safety, there is no need for us to worry about him...”

When the gunshot sounded, Mrs. Maria and Ludhan housekeepers saw a white cigarette rising from Claude's fireline gun, and a little boar in the herd of boars on the hillside in the distance jumped up and planted one on the ground.

Shot to death! Claude was satisfied with his marksmanship, blew a whistle, then pulled out of his clothes pocket the pelleted standard No. 3 companion powder set by the cartridge, bit through the cartridge, poured the powder into the barrel, stuck it with a common strip, poured it into the lead, and stuck it with a common strip again. Reverse the flame rope gun, bite the cartridge again, pour the powdered powder powder into the medicine box, check the flame rope, clamp the flame rope and finally fire again...

Only by the time Claude had orderly loaded the flaming rope gun, the two largest wild boars in the wild hog herd had been provoked, and they had rushed towards Claude. Hundred meters away, not long, not short. When Claude raises the flaming rope again, the two furious boars are about to rush into front of Claude, and the distance between them and Claude is less than ten meters.

Claude could only shoot one more shot, and the boar had two, and even if Claude could kill one boar again, the other boar would hit Claude. Claude, he hasn't practiced the Immortal Spirit of Iron Cloth. He can't stop the wild boar from crashing...

“There's nothing we can do... we can't save him...” Lutheran Butler in the yard below lamented, trying to reach out and blindfold himself, not wanting to see the tragedy happen. Even if Claude on the hillside could shoot and wound one, he could not escape the vengeance of another fierce wild boar.

Lady Maria did not speak, she stared closely at Claude on the hillside, her hands held tight, the crisis in front of her, forced her not to be nervous...

Claude doesn't really care about the fierce impact of these two furious boars. With two “snaps," these two fierce boars will turn into idiots. They don't even know why they came here. Maybe they'll sniff Claude's pants friendly. Claude could have shot the gun in the head of a wild boar, hit the wild boar next to him again, or just throw a magic arrow at his head.

Question is, Mrs. Maria and Lourdes Butler are watching him play boar in the yard down the hill, and he and Mrs. Maria say he only knows five alchemy grammars, so what do we do now with two combat spells?

By heart, Claude had a very good impression of Mrs. Maria. She behaved in a straightforward manner, saying one thing or two. What was important was that Mrs. Maria did not deceive him into the idea of a magical rookie, and did not greed his five basic spells. Instead, she told him the true value of the five spells. Claude learned a lot from her about magic common sense and the kingdom's management of magic, and Claude could be said to have benefited greatly from talking to her.

The heart of harm is not possible, the mind of prevention is indispensable. Claude concealed his two basic combat spells in front of Mrs. Maria, just out of a subconscious precautionary mind. In any case, leave yourself a copy of the cards, instead of telling Mrs. Maria everything, even if she behaves sincerely and passionately...

Two fierce wild boars were already close by, less than five metres apart, and Claude still held a flaming rope gun.

All of a sudden, the two wild boars were like two weight hammers, their forelegs hit the ground softly, plowed out two deep trenches on the ground and dragged them to Claude's face...

Claude spent a lot of time putting the flaming rope gun over the biggest boar's head, pulling the trigger, “Boom," and the smoke rose, and this big boar twitched his legs and fell to the ground to earn his life.

Another boar had been woken up by gunfire and turned his head from the ground to flee. Claude threw the gun and couldn't move around his hands again. Then the boar just ran for two meters. It seemed like he was being held down by something again. His legs were scratched in place, but he couldn't make a living. He just yelled...

Then Lady Maria and Ludhan butler in the yard below the hillside stared at Claude throwing the rope gun from the ground up automatically. Leaning against Claude, it seemed like an invisible hand was loading the rope gun and then handing it to Claude, pointing the gun at the door of the wild boar that was pressed on the ground...

Another “blow” sound, the boar also fell on the hillside and didn't move. And the remaining dozen wild boars in the distance have been frightened by these three gunshots. The two biggest wild boars die and the rest run "hum” without a trace.

Claude wiped the sweat off his forehead and turned to wave to Lady Maria and Lourdes Butler below, indicating that they had asked someone to take the three boars away.

Mrs. Maria had run off to the hillside with her dress on her feet, while Ludhan's butler had called Mrs. Maria a a few times back, but Mrs. Maria had ignored him and he had to turn around helplessly to find someone to clean up the three boars in front of the villa.

Mrs. Maria gasped and shouted excitedly at Claude: "How did you do that? Claude, do you know how much I was worried about you down there? Both boars are about to hit you..."

Claude wiped the sweat off his forehead again: "Madame, it's magic hands, just like I stopped your pulley horse. However, this time against two wild boars, I can barely hold them..."

Claude had been experimenting with magic hands in his own little attic when he was doing household chores. For example, it was difficult for him to move that heavy desk by himself. With one magic hand, he could easily lift the desk off the ground, and the other magic hand could sweep the dust from those corners with a broom.

Unfortunately, there are no suitable measuring tools in the loft, but Claude estimates that the magic hand can withstand at least ten times as much power as itself. That is, if Claude himself could raise 200 kilograms, then the magic hand could raise 2,000 kilograms. Though it is not known whether such an estimate is correct, it does not prevent Claude from exercising his magical hand against two wild boars.

Claude was also blessed, because he didn't think the two wild boars would be so powerful. If you think of the effect of either the psychic deterrent spell or the stuffing stick, let him move and smash the magic hand into the wild boar's head in a fist-shaking position, you can't stop the two wild boars with the magic hand, that might be a real tragedy.

Fortunately, with his magic hand, he smashed his fists into the heads of these two big wild boars, so that the runaway wild boar fell directly on the ground to make it easy for Claude to clean them up. It was only now that he thought of Claude that he felt a little scared. That would not have considered so much, and he did not think carefully whether the magic hand was suitable for dealing with these two big wild boars.

Perhaps there is no need to load the firerope gun at all. It would seem more appropriate to apply an exact control to turn the magic hand into two spears. It would be easier to point the magic hand at the wild boars who run wild and make it hit themselves. Didn't Mrs. Maria say that the magic hand and precise control are used together, how can you forget...

“These two boars are so big, it's the first time I've seen boars so close.” Lady Maria also stepped on the corpse of a wild boar in front of Claude.

“No way, ma'am, haven't you ever eaten wild pork? ”

“Wild boar meat has been eaten, but the smell of wild boar has not been touched much, at most, a few eyes away, as just below. Claude, do you think this boar is sick? Look at this skin. It's like a scar. It's ugly. ”

Claude shook his head with a smile and said, "Ma'am, this is not a disease, but the skin of an adult boar is almost the same, because the boar loves to rub his body on the trunk of a pine tree, apply pine resin to it, and roll it in the sludge so that when it dries, its skin is extremely tough. As you can see now, ordinary beasts don't bite at all, they can't even shoot a gun in. I also hit a boar on it, and you can see, it's not the same skin as the two big boars. ”

“Oh, it turns out, it's not in these books.” Lady Maria stepped on the boar's body again: “It should weigh more than 300 pounds on this side, it should be smaller, it should be more than 200 pounds, and you hit a small one on it. Claude, what are you going to do with these three boars? ”

“This is Lady's woodland, I just did Lady a favor, and these three boars naturally belong to Lady.” Claude said.

Rather, this is true, just as the housekeeper is going to town to ask the hunters to chase the boars away, the prey belongs to the owner of the forest, who only has to pay the hunter. And Claude volunteered to help, not talk about pay.

Lady Maria waved, “I don't need these boars. I thought you said you were here to hunt boars in the woods. Get all three boars back. ”

“What's so funny about that? I'll just take one head back.” Claude was also sad, and he didn't think he could hit three boars. He really wanted to take them back and blow up the whole town's news. He didn't want to make a scene.

Lutheran Butler came with the wagon man and a couple in their fifties. Lady Maria said that the couple lived here to see the forest man Theori couple. The acreage on the hillside was cultivated by the couple. It's okay to beat a rabbit wild chicken with a bowling crossbow or something, but not against the wild boars.

Finally, Mrs. Maria decided that the biggest 300-kilo boar would be given to Claude, and that 200-kilo boar would be given to the Theories of the Lin people. There is also a wild boar who will let her try fresh meals for dinner. The distribution results are also very happy...