Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

Two days after His Royal Highness Prince Wang's impotence, I left the mansion to hunt golden birds. The day before I left, I was again summoned to Lord Elsa's room.

"I'll give you a tough assignment this time, but I want you to succeed at all costs. Please, Linos."

After being completely denied exit, Elsa gave me three pieces of equipment. One is a gift, and two is a loan.

It was the Burtham family heirloom that was lent to them. "Infinite storage" without one saying. Another is the "Thousand Mile Mirror". It's like a telescope, and when you pass magic, you get distant views depending on the amount of magic, which is the substitute for seeing up to a thousand miles away in my magic.

And what I was given is a black hooded robe. It seems to have been made by smoothing the skin of the Curse Charolet I used to hunt. Very thin fabric, but blade and magic resistance can be quite something. Elsa made me make it on purpose to celebrate my 12-year-old adult. I would never use it because I have boundaries, but I appreciate the concern so far when I'm just a slave. It is a delicacy given to me by Master Elsa. I'm going to take care of it.

By the way, I also took a peek at the Thousand Mile Mirror for a try. When we set our aim and magic on the mansion opposite the lake, we were lucky enough to find the scene where our servants were meeting each other. Great chance! I've just tried adding more magic to it, but it seems I've overdone it, and I wondered if I could see an object like a pink potato worm, and I could see a scene where similar objects would bump into each other and crumble in a gutter, gah! And it is the story of Naisho that made me scream.

Until the golden bird is hunted, I will not return. The mentor's advice that during the hunt he would consume MP considerably led to the unravelling of the mansion he was currently calling on and His Royal Highness Elsa, the Marquis of Birtham and Prince Wang. Exactly. Then it's dangerous. Until I get back, Master Elsa will also enter the royal palace and spend time in the Bartham Marquis' office. Eryl is naturally the guard of the mansion.

When I left the mansion, I headed to the North Gate Wall first. When you force a soldier at the castle gate to go up on the castle wall, you can see the Renoir forest well from there.

Carefully perform magic sensing for the forest. The golden birds are low in magic, but they act in flocks, so little magic should be dense. Exploring it with that in mind, I found it. Across a river running in front of the walls, about 20 km northeast. At the foot of the Renoir Mountains lies a mass of magic. I thought it was a goblin or oak settlement, but thank goodness it doesn't seem to be of the same quality as their magic. I hit it, probably here or not, and I went down the walls and into the Renoir Forest.

As soon as we get into the woods, we detect signs of people. This is Eryl. You came after me.

I tried to keep it rolling, but the rest is a pain in the ass, so I decided to wait.

"Are you okay with me throwing out the security of your mansion?

"It's okay. The maids are good at that, aren't they? First of all, something's not going to happen in your mansion."

"Is that true?

"Ala, until you got here, your maid was wearing armor and guarding your aunt? That's why it's okay. More golden birds than that! Hunt more and we'll eat too!

I knew you were eating... I have no choice, so I decide to take Eryl with me, too.

Taking Eryl was a great success as it turned out. Whatever it takes to kill a demon without question. Avoid contact with demons because of their killing and intimidation. He seems to be getting pretty strong, too.

The operation of the junction is also minimal as MP needs to be saved. But I never took advantage of the bond at all.

A few hours to reveal the night in the woods and keep walking carefully in the morning. Finally we have reached a place where little magic, thought to be a flock of golden birds, gathers. All you have to do is check on the golden bird.

I mean with birds who are vigilant, so I observe the herd from a bit of a distance in full view. Climb a tree with Eryl and use a thousand miles mirror to peek.

There he is! There are dozens of birds with golden mouths and feathers between them and the trees. But the range is wide. If you trap this in the junction, other demons could be involved as well. Well, what's the matter...

When I'm on my mind, one golden bird flies toward us. Apparently, they're looking for feed. I look carefully into the woods.

"Golden Bird!! Let's get him! Linos drops it with wind magic, and beneath it I stab the stop."

"Please be quiet. If you do that, the herd will notice."

Mm-hmm. I swell my cheeks, Eryl. Oh, it's a little cute.

The golden bird approaches without us noticing. Quickly tie the line to the golden bird while he is distracted by the bait. I have trouble getting killed when I collide with a junction when I take evacuation action, so I create a junction that fits neatly in the shape of a bird. And thicken the junction so that the ringing doesn't leak. Keep it up. We'll get out of the tree and pull the junction that trapped the golden bird at hand.

A golden bird desperately trying to escape. But I can't do anything because my body doesn't move. I diminish the line a little bit. Then I began to hear the golden bird squeal.

"Khee!! Kieheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh!

Apparently, he's informing his people of the crisis. It doesn't taste good when this sounds like a herd. I climb the tree again and observe the herd. So far, there's been no change in the herd. You don't seem to know your people have been caught yet.

"Hey, what are you going to do with this bird? Want to eat first? Or let this bird guide you all the way to the herd?

"No, if you get away with it, you can't chase me. I have an idea."

Explore the magic of golden birds. It's not like the magic that was haunting me when I was flying earlier. Apparently, he's communicating information to his people by changing the quality of his magic. If so, wouldn't it be nice if we told our people that this is a good place, a great place, and they would gather their golden birds? With that in mind, I'm going to transform the Golden Bird into a comfortable space in the junction.

3 hours to change temperatures, smells, brightness, sounds, and various environments and try every pattern. Finally, the golden bird's chirping changed.

"Peiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Pirillily."

All right, I'm relaxed for a long time. No, does it even look too relaxed? Whatever, I got the golden bird's "preference". All you have to do is hear this voice and fly in.

"Ma'am, I call a flock of golden birds. Defeat other demons when they come, until I'm good. Would you, please?

Eryl looks at the golden bird blindly. He seems to be shocked by the golden bird who keeps ringing as he covets from his mouth with his tron eyes in the junction. After a while she noticed my gaze, Eryl takes a critical stance with her hands on the sword pattern. And I'm going to dilute the golden bird's boundaries and make adjustments so that the squeal sounds in the distance.

Dozens of golden birds in the junction keep ringing. Finally, part of the herd moved. Probably a scout force. A few flocks fly towards us. And it comes down near the golden bird that keeps ringing. At that moment, I quickly trap those golden birds into the junction to create the same environment as the birds that keep ringing. And after a while, these golden birds.

"Peiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii Pirillily."

And it started ringing. That's a lot of volume because of the large number. After a while, this time, I could feel most of the herd moving this way. This one is very busy. trapped from one end to the junction to create an environment, repeat the task. It's easy to imagine if you figure out what kind of junction to create. It's almost flow work. The golden bird doesn't think his companions are being caught, but while he observes his companions who keep ringing nice, he is caught himself, too, if he realizes it. That's how I captured hundreds of golden birds instantly.

Exactly wiping out the herd could result in the extinction of the species, so roughly 100 of them let him escape. The golden bird I woke up from a dream was really gone for a moment. It glows and disappears softly. It was such a brilliant escape play.

And Eryl started tasting the captured golden bird quickly. Drop your neck, drain blood, and plume. It took me a few minutes to get it done and urge me to make a whole grill. As they say, I make a whole roast golden bird. I have nothing to season, but when I try it, it's seriously delicious. Juicy, intense flavour spread all over the mouth and was eaten as much as it wanted. Me and Eryl flattened dozens of them instantly in the golden birds chirping. Besides, some individuals have gold in their mouths, and they decided to want to have the gold they got.

It is a massive golden bird trapped in the junction, but the creature could not be stored either, nor could he use this one this time. I was framed for carrying hundreds of golden birds. The squeal is loud, so let him sleep. In the meantime, Eryl went back to the mansion, tailored the carriage, and left to bring in all the golden birds. Though there are stunts that I will never forget once I walked down the road, I had sincere respect for Eryl, who completed the transport in just eight hours, despite the bad conditions of travelling to and from the mansion and running in the woods with a carriage horse.

The House of Birtham and the Royal Palace, where hundreds of phantom birds were brought in, will be a fuss and I will have a rough time caring for the golden birds until dinner.

Naturally, the dinner party ended with great success, and His Royal Highness Prince Wang and Marquis Birtham succeeded in greatly enhancing their own authority.

Incidentally, half of the gold found in cooking golden birds in the royal palace was given to the Birtham family. And Lady Elsa gave me all of it without hesitation. That number, 112. It is about 100 million yen in Japanese yen, and despite being a 12-year-old slave, I became a rich man.