Garudeina Oukoku Koukoku Ki

"Hey, you know what? Absolutely?"

"Get Feed!! Competition! Competition!

"Fish! Fish!

"Bake it! Bake it!"

"Ya... it's weird"

Georg had now come to the mountain range, far southeast of the Gardina Forest Capital and south of the kingdom of Frungel.

I never escaped work. It is only an inspection for the future. Yes, it is an inspection.

Whenever he found himself stunned by a species called Sirene, he thought, "If so, now even in the mountains," and came all the way to the back of the mountain. It is a land with a somewhat Amazon-like atmosphere, with tall and large leafy trees, because of the higher temperatures than Gardina and the rainy season.

That's where we met a harpy species with brown skin, where the part of the arm that touches the human being looks like a wing and the foot looks like a bird's. They were the bearers of mysterious toughness that when they found Georg (who has not met a male at present), they suddenly fell into the situation of trying to catch him with that hook nail, being shot down repelling it and shooting it down, but still coming to Georg again and again with no punishment.

Apparently, Georg even remembered the chill as he handsomely dealt with Georg not to kill him, but crashed laughing clearly in the second half whether he thought it was a novice play or something.

And they were satisfied, and now they began to invite Georg to hunt, as they had done earlier.

"No, I don't even know why they suddenly attacked me in the first place, but why would they want to play with me..."

When they speak of such a natural question, they all tilt their necks when they hear it.

"... why?

"Attacked? Attacked?"

"I want to play, I want to play"

It is clear that he is the owner of an unfortunate head.

"No... no, it was my fault"

To that word of Georg drifting powerless in the air, they tilt their heads again, but apparently playing is more important than that.

"Come on! Go!"

"Over here! Over here!

"No, wait, don't grab it with those legs. Don't pull it. It doesn't sting. It doesn't hurt, but it looks painful, so don't!

Such a cry was vain, and Georg plunged into the mountains.

By the way, the reason they attacked him first was simply because they thought he was a "big flying prey". From there, Georg's wind magic forced him to fall free again and again, hammering him into that unique sensation of his gut rising and shifting him to play.

It doesn't really matter though.

"Here! Here!

"A glass of prey! Fish!

It was the lake that was brought to them. Clear colors, filled with cloudy water that cannot be said to be the size of the lake in Gardina, though not about the size of it.

"I don't care if they say fish... don't you see it"

Even if Georg stares into his eyes, he will not be able to see through the water from the cloudy surface, and it is best to perceive that there are some creatures from the slightly shaky surface.

"You, you're blind"

"I have a drink! Yes!"

I thought they abruptly cursed Georg, and they descend toward the lake all at once. And it seemed as though it was going to submerge in the water as its momentum continued.

"Buha!

"Look, one drink! One drink!"

"This is delicious! Big!"

"I feel like there was a bird like this..."

They jumped into the water and were catching fish on those sharp rear-legged hook claws. Some of them are even in their mouths. Besides, the fish is brought to Georg one after the other and he jumps back into the water.

"Bake this! Bake!"

"Fire, fire!

And the next thing they demand, displaying that massive amount of fish, is fire. In short, you want to bake fish.

"No, how do you usually start a fire?

"Fire? Humans"

"I'm bringing a human!

"Near settlement"

"I'll catch you! Gah, do it and cum!

"I think it's tight or tight..."

Its alignment and tilting its neck looks adorable, but I can't save it because the contents are asshole kids.

"Well, good... you wanted me to light it, didn't you? Then stay away."

They left the scene for a little while with a neat joy in Georg's words, and exclaimed to Georg, who magically set fire to it at the next moment.

"Ooh!

"What? What! Now what!?

"Fire, fire! I'm boiled!

"One more time! One more time!

"It's gonna be charcoal extinguishing, right?

He is also still on several scales as he cooks the fish arranged without 10,000 times to flap the surface with magic, and even more wind magic to flip the other side carefully.

"I mean, you know how to bake fish a lot even though you can't bake it yourself"

"Hmm...? How so?"

"I don't."

"It's good because it tastes good!

"Right..."

He shuts his mouth, whether it's useless to put it in his mouth on purpose, though it's rich in possibilities that he just doesn't know and doesn't remember. For the most part, even people who happen to be making or eating baked fish encountered them and would have eaten them.

"Ooh! You guys, it's time for lunch...... who are you"

That's when a human man appeared from behind them. He is about 40 years old, or a man with dark mustaches and feathers of dubious crafted fur that may be called clothing.

"Oh, no, a little. What are you doing here?

"What the hell? Pick up your wife."

"Huh?"

To unexpected words, when Georg was taken aback, one beside him (one?) The harpy is passing at a fierce speed.

"Lou! Lou!

With that voice up, I hugged him.

"Yes, yes, we're all going to have dinner."

"" "" Rice!!

To the man's words, at the same time they fly away somewhere. Hold the grilled fish firmly in its mouth and feet.

"Lou! Lou! Rice! Rice!

"Yes, sir. So, what are you gonna do?

"No, I don't care what I do..."

"Don't worry about what. Anyway, you're the mouth these guys brought you, right? Then it's better for you to make up your mind and be ready to live here.

"Tsu, no?

"Ouch. Halpuria here is going to grab a human man and turn him in. I was confused at first, too, but I didn't make much money at home, so I treated it like a cereal crush, and I don't have any trouble with rice or daughter-in-law if I'm here. I ended up living like the rest of them."

To the man who laughs luxuriously as he says so, Georg takes one step, another step backwards.

< This is a flow that will be attacked if you go with it no matter what you think...!

In my head, my former interaction with Sirene comes back to life. As far as healthy men are concerned like this, I guess it never means they squeeze things (...) out until they die, but that's not the problem either.

"Then follow me. It's a bit of a scaffold, so don't worry about it."

Saying so, Georg instantly flew into the sky with the man looking back and walking out in his ass holding Halpuia.

< I'm sorry to think that again!! I don't know why it suits my busy eyes when I go away... >

With such thoughts in my chest.

"Well, by the way, you, unusual hair color... oh?

When the man looked back after walking for a while, naturally, there was no sign of Georg there.

"Are you out of line...? You're gonna get caught by one of our guys."

My people, of course, mean Halpuia. For them, this forest is their garden. Moreover, the man knew by himself that the goodness of their eyes combined, even if they had to escape from them, would make it extremely difficult.

It has been away from people for many years, so I have hardly ever heard of the existence of dragnyl, but it is also a decision for that matter.

"Lou! Lou! I'm hungry!

"Oh, yes, yes. Don't bite me because I'm going. Who's going to bite me?"

By the way, Halpuia, which is delivered in his arms, looks like an exquisite middle school student if converted in humans, but is actually a fine adult over the age of 20. They have to lighten their bodies to fly, and to some extent their growth stops.

And she's, like, the bearded man's turn, but let's leave him, no, to Mr. Lori Ohn whether or not we should call them Lori Ohn.