In livestock huts, femmes were barking and towing to keep cattle from coming to the centre of the village.
If you look nearby, you can clearly see how big it is. Looks like he weighs about a hundred times more than a common cow.
Millet screams as she evacuates the other cows.
"Mr. Al! The cow suddenly got bigger."
"Even if it gets big, it's got limits..."
I looked at Vivi in awe.
Vivi looks so bad.
"Huh. The last three days. Every day I take care of a cow, I improve my magic team."
"So this is what happened"
I was watching when Vivi put up a magic formation, too. In my view, it was a magic formation that would slowly be less than twice as big.
How can I mess with that like this?
I know Vivi did it for good too, but it's very troublesome.
"What are you going to do?
"Hey, what are we gonna do..."
Fem asked me, and I saw the village chief.
The village chief says calmly looking at me.
"Sounds like we're going to have to make it meat."
"Are you sure?
"Originally, we were planning to ship it next month"
Animal husbandry and agriculture dominate the industry in the village of Murg. I guess cattle shipments are routine.
The village chief looks a little sad.
"It's just that if you don't carry it to town alive, you'll rot. Even if it's dried meat, it's not that big, but it's understaffed."
"If that's the case, I'll take care of it. Magic, whatever."
"Really?
The mayor's face brightened.
"Yes. Arrange storage magic and you can do anything"
"That helps"
I've spoken to the chief of the village with the cow, so I decide to take down the cow.
"Mo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o"
You guessed my intentions, cow ringing. Sounds pathetic, but I can't help it.
"Stop it!
Vivi stood in front of me.
"Morphy didn't do anything wrong!
I hear this cow is called Morphy.
But Millet screams.
"That kid's name is Beech!
Apparently Vivi was calling it by its proper name.
"Sure, cows aren't bad."
"You're going to kill Morphy with such cute eyes!
"Yeah."
"No one!"
"No, but Vivi had a beef stew yesterday, too, right?
"Indeed..."
Vivi, for a moment, thinks,
"But Morphy's cute!
Totally adorable with a pet eye for a cow. It's a trap that ranch kids tend to fall into.
"I don't know how you feel, but I don't."
"If so!"
"But. If we grow up to this point, we'll lose the woods with bait."
"Ugh..."
Vivi gets stuck in words.
"If you can turn around, the village will be half-baked."
"Maybe that's true..."
Millet, who has finished evacuating the other cows, speaks gently to Vivi.
"Vivi. I know it sounds pathetic, but I can't help it."
"Ugh...... You got it."
Vivi gently touches the forefoot of a giant cow.
"I'm sorry. Because of the woes..."
"It's not Vivi's fault. It was originally scheduled for shipment."
I'm sure the shipment was a little faster, but that's how I comfort Vivi.
"Don't suffer. Please."
"I know."
I created a spear with my magic and struck into the steeple. An instant dead cow falls all the way down.
Fish the cow with a rope of magic to drain and dismantle blood with a blade of magic.
"Village chief, is there a big place you can use it freely?
"Oh, then come here"
Where the village chief told me, I dug a hole in the explosion magic.
Write a magic formation in the hole and zoom in on the storage magic. I made the hole an impromptu, magical bag.
Magic bags magically increase the volume inside without changing the volume you see from the outside.
When I buy it, it's very expensive.
The price is even higher when the magic of immutable weight or the magic of immutable state is applied.
This time, the storage magic I put in the hole is volumetrically enlarged and immutable.
I put meat in it. The lid magically cemented the soil that was when he dug it back.
"This won't rot for a year."
"So much, do you have one?
"Yes, I'm fine"
The villagers who had gathered at some point to come are also thrilled.
"Mr. Al, wow!
"This must finally be settled permanently..."
"Millet and..."
I'm talking about a lot of things.
"Old man!"
Colette jumped at me.
"Oh, what's up?"
"Old man. I think you should marry your sister"
"Oh, wow."
Femmes circle around me.
"Wahoohoohoo."
He's shaking his tail as he spills who.
It's silent pressure to give me the meat.
"I can't help it anymore."
I ask the village chief.
"Village Chief. I'm sorry..."
"Yeah, I don't mind."
When he asked me if I could split the meat for the femmes, the village chief agreed in two replies.
When I heard that, Femme was happy to fly.
As everyone boils down to joy,
"Sleep in peace."
Vivi was alone, sinking.