"Oh, is this the goat? This guy's hair is brown, right? I wish I could get warm hair or something."
"Hey, kid, be careful. It was pretty tough to get the goats to the battlefield alive. Never let them get away with it."
"I know. And I didn't know the magic the goats used was like this. Well, there won't be one to try to keep."
Back when I was talking to my old man and he was interested in goats for a while.
My old man seems to have worked pretty hard for me, and he's been sourcing me goats.
A merchant is quite a strong thing.
He comes to the Fontana army attacking Einlad hill and sells all sorts of things.
If you finally tell them what you want, they can collect it and bring it to you.
Naturally, it is expensive because it is about risking it, but I managed to get the goat safely.
Goats in this world use magic.
When I heard that, I wondered what the hell kind of fierce one he was.
Because the image in me was floating like a demon with a black two-legged walking goat horn.
But when I saw the real thing, it wasn't such a mess at all.
He looks like a very normal goat.
It's big enough that it's not even 1m long and has a goat horn that's not that big on its head.
And he was eye-to-eye with me and he was ringing "May".
Whatever you look at it, it looks a lot like a goat I know.
Plus, the magic of the goats at heart, but it wasn't anything else horrible.
It's just troublesome.
Because it was magic that seemed inappropriate to raise.
[Jump].
The magic used by the goats was to use magic with the roar of "Mae" and to exert horrible jumping power.
What a marvel the goats jump a few times their own height.
This makes it easy for me to escape, even as I surround and raise them with fences.
Apparently, the goats followed the evolution of reinforcing their escape legs to survive in dangerous natural environments.
"Awesome. He's bouncing like a bat. But apparently there's a limit to the height at which you can jump. Looks like we're not gonna jump over 10 meters."
"... that's true. So if it's in the walls, can we just let it go?"
"Oh, and look at that, old man. Hi, this guy looks like he eats hatsuka stems. I'm eating with muscha muscha while I can."
"Then you mean you can also make something in the field to feed the goats. Boy, surprisingly, this goat could be raised in Barca."
"Alright, let's try it. If it works, we might be able to stably secure the meat. I was trying to livestock a big pig. This guy just wants to be successful."
Discuss with the old man looking at the goat's real thing.
I would love to see more of these goats in Vulcania.
Once a failure with a big pig, I expected this goat to be livestock.
The pigs livestock the boars.
I remembered that as knowledge in my previous life, and I once wondered if I could keep a big pig as a livestock.
I have tried to keep the great pigs of the adult beast, even if they are only children.
But all of that failed.
After all, the big pig was too rambunctious.
When I say something, I try to eat everything and even eat up what I like, after repeated assaults and hitting people and things.
I also thought I could cut my fangs off from among the kids, but it didn't work that well.
But this goat might have to.
The magic of [jumping] is a little troublesome, but it basically seems like a cowardly personality, and I can't feel the will to attack this one.
If you can't jump over the walls you've created in [wall architecture], you won't have to worry about escaping either.
Even more convenient was what I ate.
The goat brought in by the merchant ate Hatsuka's stem.
We humans and Valkyries eat Hatsuka, but not the stem part.
Eat only the part of the ground that grows.
If you're going to eat the stem, I'd say it's just fine because you're going to use the harvest from the field more uselessly.
Let's send some goats to Vulcania for a while to try and grow them on a test basis.
Goat's milk would be the purpose for the moment.
After that, whether the hair that can be removed from the goat is properly and effectively available.
Let's hope they end up climbing the table as meat.
Thus, I decided to send a goat trapped in a cage to Vulcania, hoping that the goat would be well raised.