Me and Thermia gently took the bow we had left behind.
The tree deer are on the other shore of the fountain, and this one has always been in a state of watching from the shade of the shrub, so you can't see clearly from the other side.
Well, that's what I'm saying, so I guess I even came out by the fountain. If we were totally in sight, we wouldn't have gotten close on guard.
It's time to take the arrow out of the arrow barrel and lead it to the bow. The strings still don't pull.
Slightly, when the tree deer might finish drinking water, Thermia tapped me lightly on the shoulder. You mean aim.
I slowly stretched my left arm to the front with a pin and squeezed my bow so that the base of my right thumb hit my cheekbone. At this distance, this bow, and my power, should be able to reach the target in almost a straight line, not a parabola.
So aim straight without the angle of the arrow on.
"Is that your head?
"Oh."
A very small voice and a very short conversation. Then the head of the tree deer, who was drinking water, lifts up and turns to this way. Have they noticed?
Tree deer stare at this one so they can be identified. Conversely, it is said that it has not been made slight.
I unleash the power stored in my squeezed bow. Kang! and a sharp noise sounds, and the arrow that gets the speed straight toward the tree deer.
I wish I hadn't gone too far for it - but whether something influenced the moment I let it go, or whether my aim was misaligned in the first place, the arrow hits the neck area, not the head of a tree deer, and pierces it deep instead of losing its speed.
That would be fatal, but there's a good chance he'll get away with it. This would have been better if you had hit me on the shoulder or around the leg. I couldn't use my leg.
"Shit."
I'll tell you what, it's too soon, Kang right next door! And I heard a noise. An arrow even faster than what I unleashed pierces the head of a tree deer with an arrow hitting his neck and slightly lowering.
The tree deer that was about to burst fell to the ground as it was. The tree deer, other than the clamp, escape as the shears.
"Have you finished?
"Yeah."
Thermia answers my question as if nothing happened. That's what you should call a forest professional, Pierce Loch.
When we put our bow on our shoulders again, we started walking by the fountain to retrieve our prey.
A little, accidentally Thermia laughs small.
"Huh."
"What's up?
"No, Aizoo, but you don't like it."
"That's right. Whatever the sword or spear is, I'm not used to bows."
"I guess so"
"That's what it is."
That's what I said and Thermia and I laughed.
When I reached my prey, an arrow was piercing my neck and head and bleeding from it. Pretty gigantic, but doesn't even work with Pickle.
"I'm gonna move you a little bit. It's not good to make them smell too much blood by the fountain."
"Okay."
I first lay my hands on a falling, lying tree deer.
"That's what you do when you eat."
Thermia noticed my trick.
"Right. An apology and gratitude for the lives taken, and a hope for the salvation of the soul."
"Yeah."
Thermia's reply seemed unsatisfactory, but she also joins hands softly.
It was only a few seconds, but I pray for the blessings of the tree deer that I have so terminated. Maybe he's reincarnated into another world, too (from what I've seen he was a male).
Thermia then quickly wraps the rope around her legs. The two of us pulled the rope and dragged it away.
I hastily dragged a large tree deer from the fountain and brought it all the way away. Using the rope as it is and wrapping it around the tree, Thermia puts a knife around her neck. The heart seems to have stopped already, nothing like a flashy eruption, but it hasn't hardened yet, so it drips away.
Thermia cleverly handled the knife, judging her belly and removing her gut. First around the intestines and bladders, then the liver, stomach, lungs, and the heart.
"You're just used to it."
"That's right. Besides, if you bring it here, the meat will get worse..."
"I see."
I don't know what logic would make that happen, but I've never gotten past a little bit of delicious. I guess I should say I was right to leave this place to Thermia, who is a professional.
I keep the other organs by my side (of which the wolf comes to eat), but only the heart.
Dig and bury dirt with a knife. This will give life back to the forest and make it a new life.
If you pull your guts out quickly, and later pull to the lake, what you have to do today is over.
When we unloaded the suspended tree deer, me and Thermia started pulling again.