"All right, we'll do our best."
"Queue"
When I try to stick my right hand up and say so, Valkyrie responds as if to respond to it.
From now on, the trade with the pedestrians was to steadily obtain the eggs of the servant beast.
This is a huge business opportunity.
Or perhaps there is no way to make more money in rural peasant life.
We have to keep this business on track at all costs.
"In the meantime, we need to inject magic into the eggs of the Servant Beast."
That's what I said as I looked at the five eggs I gave away from the pedestrian.
Then Valkyrie approaches and puts her nose tip on an egg to smell the cunt.
"What's up? I don't think so, but you can't eat this egg."
"Cue!"
When I say that, Valkyrie turns her gaze of protest as if there's no way she's going to do that.
I apologize for the haste, but Valkyrie's behavior was unexpected.
I wrapped my eggs around them.
It's Valkyrie's mouth and teeth that have the power to chew up pretty good hatsuka.
I thought my eggs might have cracked from the joke I had just had.
But that didn't seem to happen.
Because the Valkyrie only curled the eggs with exquisite force.
And he laid his eggs upon the grass, which was his bed, and laid his body near it.
It's like a parent bird warming an egg, or a horse feeding my child milk.
Five eggs rest beneath the tummy of a sleeping Valkyrie.
"Ku ~"
Valkyrie started doing something even more when I wondered why she did it.
Keeping her legs down and lying on the bed, bend her neck and bring her mouth closer to her stomach egg.
That's when I started ringing.
Could that be a spell?
But I didn't make bricks or anything.
So, did you possibly [infuse magic]?
"Uh, this egg, is Valkyrie going to grow it? Can you?"
"Cui!"
It shouldn't be a problem because putting magic in the eggs is what I did the last time I hatched the eggs.
But I didn't even explain that to Valkyrie.
Could it be that you understand that at birth servant beast eggs grow up absorbing magic?
"Ha, you can't do that. Because the eggs of the servant beast are changed by the quality of the magic they absorb. Doesn't it make sense if I don't raise them?"
I was surprised at what seemed like a born habit, but soon I realized there was a problem.
It just means there's no point in me not doing it.
Hurry to retrieve the eggs under Valkyrie's tummy.
But three eggs were already infused with magic.
What shall I do?
Indeed, from what I've heard, it should be possible for an egg to hatch even if another person gathers more than one to absorb magic.
But even if a useful servant beast were born, it would have been difficult to reproduce it again because the conditions needed to be the same.
Thinking about it, it might be better not to get your hands on what Valkyrie has already infused with magic.
"Can't you help it? I'll leave the three eggs to you, Valkyrie. Take care so the eggs hatch properly."
"Queue!"
Valkyrie was sinking her head like she was depressed when she took up the eggs.
But after thinking about it, I decided to give up on eggs that were already under the influence of Valkyrie's magic.
It is also significant that it was not bought on my stomach.
If it was an egg purchased at the expense of the entire estate, it might have been a Butti Gillette project, but it's not.
Plus the eggs won't have to be cracked in accidents before they hatch.
Let's give up thinking it was an accident, even if it failed.
With that in mind, I decided to split up with Valkyrie to manage my eggs.