The Cave King will live a Paradise Life -Becoming the strongest with the mining skill?-

"And birds?!

When was that on my shoulder? That licks and sticks to my cheek.

"Seagulls...... that's small for you. Maybe a chick."

Like Camus said, I thought seagulls at first, too.

Yellow beak on white body...... consistent with the characteristics of the seagull.

But the wings on the camel look black or grey, but this guy's wings are white.

Plus, bright red eyes like ruby......

"It's not a seagull subtly...... but that's the shape I saw somewhere"

Seagulls also come to this island well.

With fewer killer birds flying in these days, all I rather notice is seagulls.

That's why I'm used to seeing seagulls.

This is not a seagull.

Or would there be such a familiar seagull?

For now, when I grabbed the white bird gently rubbing my body against my cheek, I held it to my chest.

I don't know where I've been before. Lil comes in there too and screws the little bird.

Yeah...... kind of, smiling. I feel my face slacken and loose.

That's when Ashton, who had come to see the ship, noticed the little bird.

"Oh! Lord Heel, did you capture the dove!

"Dove...... oh well! This shape is a pigeon!

Ashton, a cobolt, is used to hunting.

I'm familiar with birds and fish, and I think I found out that this little bird is a pigeon.

Indeed, this little bird has a pigeon breast, one of the hallmarks of a pigeon.

But while the pigeons you see so often are generally in smart shape, don't even feel like this guy is a little round.

"But why is a pigeon suddenly so far from the continent..."

I look at Ashton tilting his neck, and Camus says the same.

"Sure, you don't really see pigeons on the ocean. I wonder if you're lost."

"Maybe. But it's still so small, it came across a lot."

If you ask me, I've never seen a pigeon on this island either.

Or, as I said earlier, the birds that come to this island are about seagulls or killer birds.

Recently, ordinary migratory birds have also been seen.

My brother Haines, who was near Ashton, also opens his mouth.

"Besides, there's not a lot of white pigeons here."

"Haines. I don't know, are white doves what they are?

"Yep. Not just pigeons, but more or less any bird occasionally. But it's hard to see how white it's been so far."

Haines answers me and now he tells Ashton.

"A dove. Not as good as chickens, but this is going to be a good source of food."

"Hmm. But it wouldn't be worth making it meat if it was so small. I need someone to lay eggs..."

To Ashton's answer, Haines is convinced, "So is that."

Food if you look at it as a bird...... no, nothing is wrong though.

But when I'm so small, I'm very unlikely to be associated with food.

Most importantly, the white pigeon poking Lil's cheek stuck was too adorable.

Two warm and mundane sights on my chest... would there be such a happy sight?

"Both of you already! It's always about food! I'm not eating such a cute kid! Right?!"

That's what Camus says, reaching for the white dove.

But the white dove dived into the shirt I was wearing.

"I can't believe you're still small enough to be ashamed of my charm!

"No, Lord Camus... I don't think so..."

I told Ashton, "Oh, my God!" and Camus returning his voice.

Meanwhile, I was shaking in small pieces.

He was tickled because of the white pigeon that burst in his chest.

"Hey! He said it was ticklish!..."

As I laughed, I noticed a white fragment falling to the ground.

It's like an egg that's broken...

"No way...... Lil, what about those eggs earlier?

Lil in my voice pulled the wings of a white dove and made her face on her chest again.

And as you introduce me, pound that back.

"From that egg, you're telling me it was born? Yes, no, no matter how much..."

I don't know how many years the eggs were buried in that place.

But I don't think it happened a year or two ago.

And the eggs I know will rot in less than a month.

I'm confused, but when the white dove slips himself against me, the voice on my head sounds.

"There are demons that can be taemed. Do you want to Tame?:

"... demons?

I looked around unexpectedly.

Lil has already been tamed by me.

On this occasion, only this white dove is untamed.

Moreover, there was an exceptionally high magical response from this white dove compared to the orcs here.

If it was a demonic egg, it would explain why I survived in the basement... I don't think so, but it's not like a pigeon I know, so I can't abandon the possibility that I've survived.

The white dove, with Lil, looks up at my face in wonder.

Apparently, you've made me anxious.

I'll stroke Lil and the white dove with my chest to reassure you both.

"I'm sorry.... uh, what's your name?"

I don't know if this white dove will be able to talk.

But to see this nostalgia, it seems you've recognized me and Lil as family.

Tame first and watch it grow for a while.

"Right... uh..."

... don't you have a good name?

Try this, because it's like Lil and his siblings...

"...... lal. No, something feels a little softer... Mal, Mel... OK, let's make it Mel!

To my voice, the white dove spreads its wings.

Apparently, I liked the sound of Mel.

"Mel, say hello!

With that said, Mel spreads his wings early and comes in front of my face.

And he followed my face gently again.

Thus, there were more new companions on this island.