Me and Meir stood back and hid in the trunk of the tree.
A short distance away is scattered with gold coins. That's what I threw earlier.
"Bah! Bah!
A bird appears from the sky with blue-green body hair.
An eye that moves with a giggle in its big mouth.
It is a monster called Balm Bird.
The danger level of the unit is F, but the crusade difficulty level seems to be two turns higher because of its lumpiness.
He is a cowardly warcraft and is said to be impossible to hunt for one day that day once alerted.
Many restaurants want it because the meat is often fatty, making it a good warcraft for hunting.
There are three patterns of behavior for balm birds that adventurers should remember.
The first is patrol.
Patrol alone and look for prey.
Sometimes a female with a child flies around the nest for the purpose of early detection of an external enemy.
The second is alert posture.
It's the action Balm birds take when their lives are in danger.
Running around with a tall, unusual voice.
Other balm birds who see balm birds in this state also enter alert posture.
The third is estrus.
The female spreads her wings like crazy, honking and flying around in a shitty voice.
The voice fishes me and I gather with the male straw. At the same time, the adventurers gather with straw.
That would make a great duck, but now is not the time to expect it.
That balm bird is on patrol.
Balm birds on patrol have a habit of mouthing gold coins.
So if you hide and scatter the gold, this is how you come down to the ground.
Even silver coins succeed, but gold coins have a higher success rate. They don't look at copper coins.
For this reason, among adventurers, they are also called golden birds and adult birds.
The story of an adventurer who would take an untouched gold coin was in the Adventurer's Newspaper column.
This is probably a habit for attacking the eyes of external enemies.
Something small, reflective of light. Gold coins and eyeballs coincide in that respect.
I knew I was glad I bought a newspaper.
It would have been completely different without it.
That's pretty much all we need to gather information on.
"Ho, are you really going to do this? Gold coins, won't they take them?
"It's okay, it's okay. Meir, go. Tailor that asshole bird."
"Ha, ha!
Meir snorted twice as she shouted.
... Seems unnoticed, but I want you to be a little more careful during the hunt
I guess my voice just rubbed up because I was nervous.
Meir holds a bow and takes her half out of the tree.
"A little more... raise it to the shoulder position, then pin it, like this, and stretch it out with your arms up"
"Yes...... Please, Shooting Wyburn..."
Even I used a bow about a few times in a Marlen settlement. About a few times.
I thought magic was quicker no matter what I thought, and I abandoned practice immediately because I had no flight distance at all.
When the arrow flew, the balm bird had just raised the gold coin.
An arrow flies off the balm bird to the left, far off.
Balm birds noticed this way, kicking the ground and flying.
"Bah!"
"Ah! Ah, uh! Gold coins! Ah! Give it back! Give it back!
"Bar! Babber!
Meir emits second and third shots, but also does not plunder.
Dropping his arms disappointingly, he stared at the back of the balm bird with a ragged face.
You don't have to be that depressed with a single piece of gold......
"Baaaaaa! Baaaa!
Balm birds roar and scream in a tall voice.
I see, is this alert posture?
The frequency is completely different than it was earlier, and it sounds odd to me.
Sounds like there's magic in your voice to make it sound far away.
"Oh... already, so far away... Oh, sorry...... Because of Meir, precious money."
"ব া ত া (Wind) ফ ল ক (Elephant the Blade)"
I waved my wand and shot out the wind blade.
Cut off a branch of a tree that is an obstacle and hit it directly on the back of a balm bird.
"Bahan muh!"
Balm bird fell as he raised a blood splash.
Scattered feathers follow the body down.
Balm, the bird... Okay, okay, you're still alive.
I missed my wand.
"All right... and. No, did you just say something, Meir?
"Yes, no..."
Meir was putting an arrow back to the arrow barrel that was squeezing in a relieved, somewhat disappointing manner.
I knew I had to pinch practice, not just practice, whether it's bowing or witchcraft.
When I picked up the gold coins I had scattered around Balm Birds, Meir ran to Balm Birds who had fallen far away.
Meir grabs and lifts Balm Bird's neck, slaps him on the head and makes him throw up gold coins.
"Ba......"
A balm bird leaks a groan.
"Ah... this bird, you're still alive. I'd rather stab him in the face..."
"Oh, keep it up, please. I need to try something."
"Try a cigarette, is it?
Meir tilts her neck.
"Oh. If that balm bird is a female, there must be a unique ringing during the estrus period that calls for males. If it's something of a kind that uses magic to pronounce itself, you might be able to force it out if you squeeze your body a little. Not at the original time, but if the female rings, the male will come by. If we do well, we can do everything we can. There's a demon stone in my luggage for times like this."
"What, that's scary"
Meir turned true.
He shook his head immediately and returned his expression.
"Oh, um... but I'm weak... and I was wondering if maybe I'd die as soon as I did..."
"So for once, I'll treat you and restore your vitality. Wings don't escape."
"What... is that okay? That's biomagic, isn't it? Get hooked on an ordinance or something..."
"It's okay, it's okay. Because this kind of determination is, in short, not to let the wild go and drive the ecosystem crazy. If you dispose of it exactly, you shouldn't be mad, maybe."
"I see... then... you're okay"
"Oh, it should be"
I asked Meir to push the balm bird over a nearby stump.
"Bah! Bah! Bah!"
Show resistance by squeezing the last of your temper like a balm bird perceived something.
"I'm sorry..." Meir was leaking small as she held back.
"ুম (Sleep)"
"Bah......"
Balm bird quieted at once.
Close your eyes slowly.
All right, shall we start modifying then?
In the meantime, we're going to start by examining the magic flow, nature, of balm birds.