It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

When I was jittery, Liz and Fia helped me.

"What are you doing? You've beaten a bear before."

Fia says in a mild tone.

"No, no. The previous one is small. This one's pretty big, isn't it?

"It doesn't matter. Same bear, bear"

Well, I give up wondering if it's a good idea not to feel it.

Liz comes to tell her that the blood drain is over.

It's for five, and we head to the river, dragging desperately. The previous bear was such a trinket. This is heavy.

Manage to tie it up with strings and sink it into the river. This giant would take some time to cool down.

I looked around, but it's open, so the outlook is good. We'll even dismantle it today, make this a camp, and we'll go back to the village tomorrow. Travel from this time is too dangerous.

Let everyone know and accept that. It is early in time and dusk, but there are some parts of the tent that I am not used to, such as setting up. It would be just the right time.

Everyone explores the area and searches for flats that are easy to protect and set up tents.

I lost it, and found a place I had opened not far from the river, and made this my campsite.

I wondered if it would be okay to set up a tent since I was a kid, but Lot leads the way and goes along with the tequila.

When I saw two tents of triangles lined up, I was excited to forget my age.

However, to protect a demolished bear overnight is to say that we must remain vigilant against the attacks of the wolves. I can't stay in the playing mood.

Ask everyone to explore the area and collect groceries in the light in order to prepare a meal.

Liz, to the hunt, Lot is searching for firewood as he continues to be 'on guard'.

I'll help you find firewood too. I would like it to be a lantern in the future, but I will look for it, thinking about whether it will be luggage, etc.

The sun was setting, and by the time the world was dyeing slightly red, everyone kept coming home.

What surprised me was that Liz was hunting deer. The person is a Doya face, but the moment I saw him carrying it, I was really surprised.

The blood has been drained, so it's in the river, just like a bear, until it gets cold. Will I just say if it will be cold by dinner?

He picked up a lot of weeds too. I'm particularly pleased that Chat has dug the yams for me. My heart jumps on the big guy from a long time ago.

"Nice find, huh?

"The guard and I are told that I can't do a lot of things. Then, at some point, I remembered everything."

I say so with a smile, but I think there must have been a lot of difficulty. Even today the last of the Bear Wars looked pretty painful in a state of over-returning or not.

Let's peel the yams, finely crush them and put them in the soup. It's getting cold, so the trout soup will warm up.

Vanilla also picked quite a few varieties for me. He looks like he's good at the fia, but he also feels almost the fruit of the chat.

As I prepared firewood and pan hanging, Liz began to snort deer. The rinse relationship is divided with the stock and boiled overflowing, spilled, and the ash juice is taken, and carefully simmered in the soup with the vanilla.

Since there is an amount of branches that I think I can take home as is, I will use them for skewering and soup around my belly.

I personally ate well as a Zivier, but I don't think Liz is the hunter after all when I can arrange it.

Since the number of people had increased and there were luggage cars, the pan was made into a new, larger Dutch oven-style object. The weight of the lid is reliable. I treasure it because it can also be used in baked goods.

Make sure the sushi meat is getting softer, then add vanilla and yams with a fragrance that is easy to fly with. Stirring makes it look like a stew.

Even when I was in Japan, I thought the pot was well made, but I would make sure it tasted good and make adjustments.

When splitting into cups, slice into thin pieces and place the skewered venison on top and give it to them.

"Today we hunted a bear that was our goal. Thanks to the power of everyone. Let's do our best tomorrow. Okay, let's eat."

It's already completely dark around here.

The hot air of the soup flutters around the area illuminated by the fire. The moment I contain it in my mouth, I feel the heat that seems to burn, but my body pounds from around my stomach as I swallow it.

I hadn't noticed, but my body seemed pretty cold. It's almost winter, I got that impression.

"Hot, but good"

The fia is shattered as usual. Liz and Lot are also eating while nicoting.

"Wow...... It's really delicious. Wow... You're a good cook."

The lunch was an easy dish, but I tried to keep my temper up for dinner. You seem to like the chat, too. More importantly.

The venison skewers are also popular, and they all eat puckered meat. I also continued my bickering while enjoying the gravy that came out every time I chewed the fat, chewy meat.

Dinner's over, and we'll start meeting after tomorrow.

"The bear was hunted, but the smell of blood is likely to cause the wolf to strike at night. I'll be on guard today with a man of 'alert'. Tomorrow morning we head to the village. Questions?"

Everyone seems to have no particular questions, so Liz from the previous turn leaves the scene.

He's going to make his turn while he treats the bear he pulled up earlier. Offered to help, but refused to be okay. Uncle, I miss you.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you have 'alert'. I've never had a fancy party before."

The chat was surprising. Skills driven and remembered by necessity, but seem to be recognized by the public as the ability of scouts, guerrillas, and some hunters.

Well, it's a skill I've never had before, so if you have a chance to chat with me, let me remind you.

With that in mind, I enter a blanket-laid tent with chat. I felt warm inside. I didn't expect my body temperature to change so far just blocking the wind.

It's a corner, so starting tomorrow, I chatted with Chat and went to bed right away, trying to weave the cloak I bought as well.

A warning was given to each tent as to the timing of the medium lot. Looks like a bunch of wolves are getting pretty close. Well, you're smelling blood, so there's no choice.

It's bad enough to work with other humans, so I decided to handle this here by magic. Unlike at Diawolf, the herd size is less than 10.

Approaching and hunting quietly in turn from the subject that began to be lit by the ignition lights. Is the wolf side unable to grasp the situation, repeatedly putting in.

It's also troublesome to get back on the way and come back again, so paste the reticle as you move backwards of the wolf in the hover all at once, hunting all at once.

Basically, I wondered what I was going to do because the skin was the only use, and Liz woke up and started twitching.

"Didn't you just sleep? Are you okay?"

"If I can rest in the village tomorrow when I get back to the village, I'll be fine. Sometimes this happens."

He skins off in a quick move, smiling and saying affirmative responses. The number is eight. Strap it in and put it on top of the bear's skin.

Return gently in the river, treat the blood, and go straight back to the tent with the absences.

I stayed up late at night, and at my time after it was getting closer in the morning, I put the signs of the wolf in the range of 'vigilance' again.

I was following the move, but even after the howl, this time the herd was less than earlier.

The leading must-win and go through the shadows, shooting and killing the visible subject. It ended up stopping with seven. Wake Liz up and request processing again.

I wasn't angry, but I was confused. However, the treatment of the skin changes the value of the appraisal at once. It hurts that there are no human beings with Liz's arms.

I was wondering if I could remember myself, and the work was done, and Liz headed to the river.

"I'm sorry. Many times."

"That's good. More than that, you looked like you had to do anything, didn't you? Have you forgotten that I was angry?

Leaving it at that, he fluttered back to the tent as it was.

Reflected. Even so, if it doesn't involve practice, it's just the mouth? With a slight bitter smile, I began to think about future skin treatments.

casually, looking up into the sky, the moonlight was slightly visible from between the trees.