Shut-in Magician

Blue mushrooms and laughing mushrooms are collected. Next, we find edible shiitake mushrooms and flat mushrooms, so we will pick more.

Helba was also found and Leon was collecting it.

Then we go back to the camp once.

It seemed to take a while, but Alestro was creating the saplings, and they had all the dead trees.

"Well, let's have lunch"

Everyone was delighted to say so. He seemed too hungry to be the limit of his patience.

The dish is made mainly by Siu, while everyone helps.

"I would use this because the salted meat was soaked in water with thin salt. I think you've already absorbed the salt because you put in the hikeno beforehand."

"What's a hikeno, this leaf?

Look at the meat and leaves in the pan and say yes because Rigdor has been asking.

"It's originally a plant of the type Kenopodium, but it's a weed-treated plant that grows well on land that contains salt. But it's also gonna be a herb, and stronger than anything else. So, this is what I did to improve it and make it absorb and drain more salt. Speaking of which, I forgot I named you after myself."

Siu removed the dried leaves from the backpack.

"It's excellent because it can be used raw or dry. It might be useful to remember that even the original kenopodium absorbs it. So unless you're going to be an adventurer, don't you need it? Salted meat is a must-have for adventurers."

I will be a friend of the adventurer's journey because of the sunshine, but it is very salty.

It is not too salty and very edible to eat normally, it is common to soak in water overnight and drain salt. That said, there's no way an adventurer would go through such a hassle that he would drink salty soup simmered with tons of water.

So, Grandpa kept thinking day and night about how to drain salt to make use of his former lesson, and repeated the experiment with Siu.

Salted meat doesn't matter anymore to Grandpa, who quit his adventurer, but he used to make it to give it to fellow adventurers who visit occasionally, and he repeated his trial and error.

Even now, some of Grandpa's old acquaintances should be carrying a hikeno.

Remove the salted meat from the pan and wipe away the moisture, cut into appropriate sizes and broil in a fire.

The bread and cheese I brought were also lightly broiled before pinching the meat and adding the herbal leaves I had picked from the side.

"Leon picked me some mushroom soup."

Although the seasoning is simply salt and pepper, this also includes herbs collected in the forest.

"Ah, that's delicious!

"Really. Surprisingly, but delicious."

Alestro and Antony drank the soup happily and hit the sandwich.

"This is so delicious too!

"The salt is just right. Come on."

The other members are watching with all their covetousness, so they will hand over their abilities one after the other.

"Are adventurers eating surprisingly good food?

Rigdor says with envy as Muggu says,

"Most of them don't cook. They're going to chew a thousand pieces of salty dried meat and swallow it while holding onto their throats the oversturdy bread. When you're in a big regiment, they're gonna bring in cooking specialists."

And I told you what Grandpa told me.

"I don't know if I have much time to go through. I didn't want to get out of the way of cooking, so it was decent during my journey, but it's usually simpler and doesn't seem tasty."

"Oh well."

"When it's tomorrow, it's hard-baked bread, so you should enjoy it while you're at it."

This time, I am getting something commercially available, not a nutritious honeyed bread made by Siu. It is in keeping with the goal of trying to be as adventurous as possible.

We'll all be hunting this afternoon.

Since Viktor is unattributed magic level one, you should be able to remember to detect signs, so we'll be scouts together. Especially if you use a Viktor with wind attributes.

Leon wants to learn to hunt in the future, too, so I had him follow me back.

Ferres was placed in Shinkansen. He's a natural my-paced kid, but because sign detection has unique abilities for horsebacks.

I asked the other horsemen to protect the area around the camp.

"Though compound magic may be difficult, try to concentrate while imagining it anyway. The noise, the smell, the vibration of the air, the shaking of the magic vegetables, you don't have to know. I wish I could feel something. I'm gonna shut up now, and you can't all talk about it. And don't make fun of everyone. Feel the air."

Stand your index finger on your lips. This trick seems to be common in all worlds, and everyone stopped chatting and became Singh.

The weather is beautiful and the little birds are chirping. When the wind blows, the leaves of the trees above your head shake saggily. Footsteps of human children. The sound of leaves and soil treading. Smell of dirt. Occasionally, it also smells like beast shit. Where the river is close, the smell of water. Beast howling somewhere pretty far away. A voice calling for a large bird companion.

They spread gradually.

He told me many times not to shift my gaze all over the place.

Her gaze looked forward, telling her to persevere before the sleepover to be able to feel the signs anyway.

Sound is fine at first. Then the view pictured on the edge of the eye. Footsteps of a butler approaching softly from behind. They told me to learn it because they had so much to do as an example of training, children of nobles and big merchants.

Then naturally, we worry about our own footsteps. Without making a sound, the movement became smarter.

In the woods, you start to feel the feathers as you feel the quick movement of the little bugs.

Eventually, he seemed to feel signs of the beast, and Viktor moved his fingers softly in silence.

This is a silent signal method that adventurers often do. It's convenient to remember, so I told everyone.

First, indicate the direction. This time it's southwest.

Put your index finger back on and stand up two fingers immediately. All I could feel was two.

Then I turned my index finger small. I decided this was just a beast, which means.

When Siu nodded, Viktor seemed horrified.

Looks like he decided to keep going. Twice with two fingers, pointing in the direction of progress. If you want to escape, swing it backwards twice with your thumb, and so on, but now it's moving forward.

After a short walk, I saw a pompous empty place in the woods. It's like more than a few years after the trees fell. Coke-covered trees were being replaced by small animal twists.

The Viktors didn't seem to see that far yet, but they were clearly visible to Siu, who had good eyes and could use detection.

Viktor chooses to walk slowly under the wind. Everyone was told to spread their palms and wave to the side, stopping.

I found him.

He thought he could do it because it was a rafter, and pointed at the long cylinder that was also a scepter replacement.

He whispered, shooting the air cannon as the rabbit came completely out of the screw.

"Kick!"

Unfortunately, I just plundered into my ear and got away with it in a hurry. He was also noticed by his number and escaped through a hole on the other side of the twist.

"Ah."

Rigdor voiced an unexpected pity.

Everyone exhales in unison. He didn't even hold his breath, but he seemed pretty nervous.

Viktor's shoulder slapped while Siu grinned bitterly. By the way, he's a lot taller than Siu, so you can't reach him unless you raise your hand.

"That was a shame. But it was really good."

Viktor also finally pulled his strength out of his shoulder and exhaled louder, shyly clapping his shoulder.

He then took turns walking in the woods replacing the scouts.

Along the way, we found Perwar, so only then did Siu speak up and explain.

"Ah, stop, a temporary break! That's Perwar."

He's a stupid bird who can't fly, and not so fast, so Siu pointed his finger at him and taught him.

Leon seemed flashy to see the real thing for the first time, and Rigdor was banging Alestro on the shoulder with a big laugh.

"Wow! That's Parwar!

"It hurts, Rig"

"'Cause come on, it's like an unmannered junior aristocrat outfit, Kelville herself!

He seemed a tasteless nobleman with colorful feathers to see, and Rigdor was right, the very Kelville teacher who made fun of people. He was a knight, but he dressed flashy anyway.

"Um, shall we hunt? It's good for practice."

"Oh, let's do it!

The spot became a hunting ground with the addition of Leon, who returned to me, to Rigdor, who was naturally motivated by Russia.

For once, Parwar is a creature not sure if it is a warcraft or a beast, but the feathers are subject to hunting because they can be used for arrows. It is also suitable for hunting beginners because they are not very smart. Except they say that you're pretty bad and nobody eats unless you're on the verge of starvation.

Incidentally, Urban-Rodriguez, author of Eating Warcraft Demons, wrote that soaking parwar in liquor for three days and three nights before salting it, and cooking it at high temperatures with lots of herbs after further salting it out, wouldn't even be edible.

Siu also tried smoking it after undergoing treatment after trial and error, but only to the extent that it could never be eaten, so Perwar was a symbol of frustration.

That was accomplished with two Leons, one Rigdor and Alestro fighting together, and one Viktor. Antony was following everyone by creating a wind attribute, which somehow demonstrated its backward-facing nature.

The first day of hunting is over here.

We had to deal with it early in the woods, so we held back everyone that the sun was still high and headed back to the camp.

Along the way, the trap I was setting in the middle of the morning had a rasp on it, so I collect it too and go back. Of course, I didn't forget to set up another new trap.