Sweet Reincarnation

Bear.

A large mammal that is a generic name for the Meat Eye Bear family and is also widely inhabited on the southern continent.

About three meters long in the big one. While weighing up to a ton or so of gigantic body, the movement is agile and distributed in mountainous and forest areas.

Food is predominantly plant oriented and prefers fruits, etc., but it is also omnivorous and eats fish and meat.

Although originally timid in nature, the scary thing for humans was that bears who once ate human flesh would henceforth attack humans as bait.

Arm strength and sturdy nails that gently blow up large adults with one hand are the best weapons, and if one day we meet just in the woods, it is the proxy of Reaper.

However, that is for adult bears.

"That's cute."

"Pace's in a hurry, so he ran for nothing."

Now, in front of the assembled faces, there was a hairy twinkle the size of a dog.

This is also for once a creature called a bear, but probably less than six months old.

"Well, I'm glad you're under attack. Because unlike my own eyes, it was hard to tell the size of a bird."

"They're attacking me in a way. Monty's face is covered in hair."

It's a tedious move and moves your body diligently.

Maybe it's hunting practice, but this isn't going to be a threat.

"Plus, it's connected to Monty."

"Why are you so connected? Wild animals don't connect to people like that."

"I don't know. Isn't it because he's going to the woods, because he's wearing only one creepy shoe? Look, it's stuck on my leg."

"Why is Monty wearing it this season? That's for winter, isn't it?

"You made a nervous mistake anyway."

If you go hunting in mountainous areas, you will be injured in pointed rocks if you do not cover your feet with thick leather shoes. At least barefoot is out of the question.

Shoes made of fur are also treasured during the winter months, but they are not worn at least during what can be termed summer. Perhaps the contents should be steamy and quite odorous.

"Or you were stumbling on honey. You think Monty's the bait, don't you?

"Oh, that's right, Lumi's familiar with stuffing."

"You're selling fights, Temee!!

Regardless of Lumi and Marc's comic genius, Monty has a serious personality, so of course he hasn't done anything to stumble on honey. I can't do that with a new business that Pace is keen to keep an eye on without being quite bold.

The confectionery police investigation is so intransigent and obsessive as to say whether this is still the case.

Concerned about the presence of the parent bear due to the condition of the little bear, he looked around and alerted himself at once together.

As a result, although I was relieved to find that there were no other bears nearby at least, the question arises as to why there are little bears here.

"Probably from old Liptauer territory."

"Really?

"I hear you sold bear fur and used part of the cost of territorial change. This kid must have come here while he was wandering around losing his parents. We also grow berries in the woods."

"If this has ever crossed a mountain, it's a great story."

"Maybe it was only the parents and children who were coming, what was the only misfortune...... Anyway, I'm pretty sure they came from their old neighbor"

The head of the Liptauer family is now on the eastern side of the border as a baron. It was a territorial change from the southern border to the eastern border, but it was a pleasure because it also raised the title and was given richer land than the former.

However, in the case of territorial change, those who become ministers are taken, but the inhabitants are left behind.

Due to the cleanliness of not clouding the aftermath, there was an inheritance that he went out after carrying out the extermination of the vermin for which the people's plea had been made. Casserole was listening to the hand report.

Pais just knew about it and thought this little bear might be its punch and leak. Or did you let them go to the realm mountains with the intention of letting them escape in the distance, not letting them kill even children?

From the character of his associate baron, Pais tells everyone that he also feels like the latter.

"So what about this bear?

"... do you want to talk to your father"

Pais is also a common sense person if no treats are involved, so he won't kill a nagging and adorable bear.

But it's the kind of bear people get used to. I also thought it would be awkward to let him get away with it and make it a later threat, so I would consult with my father.

"Worst of all, will you let Count Reign get away with it?"

"You're a terrible guy to push every trouble into another country."

"Look at this bear's face. You look like a bear in the Voltuzara kingdom. We need to get you back to your hometown."

"I don't know what a bear looks like. What's a very foreign bear face? Never heard of it."

To the next lord's joke, half the people around me laugh.

I've never heard you talk about being able to tell where you're from with a bear's face, but I laughed half the time thinking it was a joke. Half the time I thought maybe Pais could do it.

If you do it badly on a daily basis, it seems like something to put on and suspect you.

"Monty, take this child back to the mansion and report back to his father."

"Yes."

I was nervous about the bees when I first commanded the villagers when I was born and cared for Monty, who was tired in vain, turning to the easy part.

Dropping off a young man running out with a bear in his relieved face, and waiting for Pace's words again.

"Hmm, what about the honeymoon hunt?

"I will continue regardless. Monty's squad... Al, would you like to try squad leader?

"Huh? Is it me!?

The adults around them also make noise about instructions to minors.

"Al wouldn't be the same age as Monty, and there wouldn't be a shortage of abilities. Think of it as a future study and try to divide the squad."

"Ha, yes!!

Arlach replied well.

What he is here to do is to make a good impression by appealing to anywhere useful in front of Pace, leading to a good impression of Casserole and Jose.

I nodded gladly because it gave me that appeal chance.

Most of all, the glaggan watching it distorts the blushing face.

"I don't know how young people can use unscrupulous quotas again."

It was every time Pais waved impotent, and Gallaghan, one of the victimizers, prayed good luck to God with his hands gently on his chest that one more of his kind was likely.

"Okay, I'll go on. The second squad should deal with each net, which can take a hiccup. If the numbers gather, it will also be food, and you are free to dispose of whatever you catch."

"Ooh!!

"Begin action!!

Meat is still a luxury item in Mortarn territory, even though it is a small bird that has not been worn on a large scale. Chickens and goats are kept by the Lords, but other houses do not have enough surplus in water and food resources to keep livestock.

The fact that villagers mouth meat is the result of coronation behavior or hunting. Hunting makes a blatant difference due to differences in arms, so an inedible human can't really make a single cut.

But this time net hunting. It doesn't matter how good or bad your arm is, besides, the Lordship Son takes steps to gather birds. The excellence of Pais and his odd state of weather only make villagers know better, and his expectations grow that we must be able to eat meat ourselves. Imagine a whole roast of already deliciously roasted birds, like Lumi. Who's drooling?

"Shall we continue then? We'll use the flicker we can catch to attract every flock."

The Mortairns mark meritocracy also because the top two Lords are excellent exchangers and wizards together.

Except for the occasional rampage, the villagers sincerely trust about Pais, so they wait by the net.

There, a brilliant group appeared.

"Coming. I'm here. I'm here. I'm here. They flew all over me!! Ugh, everybody watch the net. If we're gonna get out of the net, we're gonna throw a stone or whatever and make sure we don't get away with it."

"What if I catch you?"

"I'll strangle you. If you do it in the woods, you'll be sprinkling blood, so they're planning on leaving the woods."

"I'll say hard things like live capture. Does Master Pastry have any thoughts?

Human beings who don't know cashmere net hunting don't expect birds to be caught with nets they just put up. No, I think catching them would catch them, but they would get away with it too soon.

But a squire with previous experience in nethunting laughs nigga.

Birds. Birds, especially those stuck in trees, have the property of reflexively grasping the net with their feet when they hit the net. There is also the theory of reflexes to avoid the risk of crashing in sudden stalls when hit by thin branches or the like, but other than birds spreading their wings and gliding, they are mostly of this reflexive behavioral nature.

And because birds need a recoil kicked with their feet when flying, if they were caught by something like a loose stretched net, they would remain unable to fly because they could not get recoil even if they tried to fly.

In other words, the hunting method, which is also subject to regulations in Japan and elsewhere, because the birds are caught simply by leaving them, and are fished indiscriminately. Since the Mortern family is the law in Mortern territory, there are no regulations, so you can do whatever you want.

"Well, there's no mistake in what the young lady does. Look, look."

It's like a mass suicide of lemmings, a flicker jumping into the net from next to next. There are a hundred in number.

Very well. Gallaghan thought this was all he had. Self-portrayed self-admiration that Hachikui was right to attempt an immediate extermination at the time he laid eyes on beekeeping bees.

Even ten or twenty hives were hit. If all this massive flirting had hit me at the same time, I wouldn't have been able to have beekeeping or anything like that very much. This is exactly what a single screen means, but even in that it made it possible, the Mortairn family is a dependable lord.

I have swollen my nose just because I served the house, but the excitement is the same around me.

"Hehe, we can have birds on tap today."

"You're feeling fast. Wow, there's a runner!!

Son of a bitch, don't hit me.

It must have exceeded the capacity of the net. Though jumping into the net, a flicker emerged that stood on the sacrifice of what had already been caught and succeeded in escaping.

There were also several villagers hurrying to throw stones, but the target was a small bird. Escape without hitting a stone.

If you throw stones too flashly, the villagers will hit each other, so the glagans have to be in charge around here.

"I had no choice but to escape. If you throw a stone without much thought, it hits people when you're bad, so that's about as good as it gets."

I know, I know.

Of the few that escaped, stones struck two.

"Ugh, you're doing great today. See, Lumi? My skill."

"Damn, I guessed it too, and don't be prestigious."

I have two bad gala kids. A pair of unhesitant evil kids who lightly ignore the dangers of hitting people. Instead, I could deliberately stone an adult with this luck. A pair that could be enough to reopen where it hit.

Throw one stone after another at the escaping bird with the power of a stone throwing string and the skill to be described as the gift of years of drilling that grew up toying with it. Some come off, but the chances of hitting them are higher than adults throwing them by hand.

In front of those two, a strange sight arises.

Hachiku attacked Hachiku.

"Is that it? Why are you breaking up?

"It's my magic. I'll support you, so keep doing it."

There is also a magical aid to Pais.

Almost all of the flickering that was coming was to be captured.

"All right, we'll all gather birds. Please put what you collect in the bag. They spill blood in the woods, so we finish it outside the woods."

The villagers pack their birds in hemp bags, folding bird feathers.

It was when Pais was watching how things were going that the numbers would take as long as they could.

"Dear Pais, oh hey"

A voice calls Pais from outside the woods, and the boy returns to the management building.

There was a Montemocchi there who was supposed to have gone to report the bear.

"Monty, what's wrong? Have you finished reporting?

"I have kept a message from Master Casserole about that."

"From my father?

"Yes."

Monty says it looks a little uncomfortable.

Pais is also suspicious of the condition, but he can't decide without listening to the message anyway.

"I would like you to return to the mansion immediately."

"Throw out your job? That's a strange instruction...... does Monty know anything else?

"Huh!?

Monty in his junior high school year if the world is the world. I get instantly upset because hiding things from my Pais opponent is not something that I can do either.

Pais looking at Monty with jito eyes.

"Why would my father call me back?

"That's... Master Josephine."

Though it's hard to say, Monty, I'm just telling you to make a crisp confession. Pushed by Pais's sword screen, I smash what I know.

"I met with Batali just when you came back. You said you really wanted to keep that bear... and that's a consultation."

"What?!

Today is the day when unexpected things to make happen, Pais also had to be stunned.