Vorpal Rabbit and Fortress Uncle

Episode 60 "Morning Visit"

"The sun is rising, so I can't hunt phantom butterflies anymore."

Returning with a butterfly in her arms, Letty stretched out her hips, saying so.

With my spirit focused on dismantling the butterflies that keep piling up on the workbench, I miss hearing about half of them, raise my face and tilt my neck.

"Did you say something?

"The phantom butterfly pop time is over."

Pointing to the other side of the eastern trees, Letty says in the white light that plunges in from there.

As she stood up in dismay as if the night had already dawn, her tight shoulders were pounding.

You don't have to reproduce it to that point.

"I think the toca and the others will be back soon. That's the final flight."

I see. It's good for mental health just to see the end..... "

Speaking of Rare Pop Enemies, the three of us who specialize in fighting keep hunting with momentum.

Even after deducting the high disassembly difficulty, the work was not catching up due to the lack of pure manpower.

"Yeah, but there's someone in the middle of the day.

"Eh? Ah, speaking of which...."

Letty says her chest is relaxed.

Speaking of which, were you planning on hunting Enemies during the day to gather the materials Mikage needs during the day?

That means.....

"Please leave the workbench empty as soon as possible. Soon the ground will be overflowing."

"That's how it's gonna be!

Then I'll go quickly, and Letty will disappear into the woods with her hands up.

As I followed her with my eyes, I even went back to shaking the knife.

Until I'm bored.

Toca. You're boring me, too. "

As soon as we get back to work, Toka returns to camp to replace Letty.

Even though she was afraid of the number of butterflies lined up at the table, she tried not to put them on her face and smiled.

"Looks like Phantom Butterfly time is over."

When Letty tells her what she just heard, she nods.

"Yes, so how much of Phantom Butterfly's Ultimate Scale Flour did you collect?

"That's right... I have exactly 15 now."

She looks down sadly when she checks and tells her inventory.

There aren't enough butterflies on the target, but there are plenty of butterflies left unattended.

Maybe if we just get rid of all this....

"By the way, how many do you need?

"Thirty."

"Good luck tonight."

Absolutely not.

The drop rate in the first place is probably a single digit.

No matter how sweetly we estimate the expected value, it will not reach the end.

I can desperately restore my heart that is about to be beaten and tell myself.

What have you been building up your Camp skills for?

It is rather desirable to be able to operate in the field for a long period of time.

"Hi, what were you hunting during the day?

I try to shake off more air and change the subject forcefully.

I'm not sure she understood, but when she nods, she drops the depressed atmosphere.

"Hitachi birds, unlike phantom butterflies, are protozoans that appear only during the day. I don't like the shadows, and they appear in the sun, so I got this name."

"Well, that's another extreme personality."

A phantom butterfly is an interesting ecology located at the opposite pole.

He says he likes the sun, but then he'll be attacked by an outside enemy?

Toca narrows her eyes with her fingers on her lips, feeling my doubts.

"The wings of the sunflower bird are so bright, they reflect so much light. It's more troublesome than a phantom butterfly because it skillfully manipulates the reflected light to dazzle the outer enemy."

"Do dexterity. Can you hunt properly?

"Yes, I just have to close my eyes and cut myself."

I don't know if you can say it lightly.

She says so briefly, but it's not as hard to make noise as it actually is.

Even if it is stationary, I am confident that if I am told to cut myself blindfolded, I will refuse immediately.

Mikage is collecting the ingredients of Hitachi birds.

"Yeah."

"Wow!?

Answers came back to the question that I casually threw at Toka.

Jumping up and turning around, Shinobi Mikage stood directly behind him.

"Mi, Mikage, don't bully your old man's heart too much."

If a vital alert sounds, you'll be forced to log out.

Still calming your runaway heart, Mikage shrinks her shoulders as a stroke.

You don't have to be so depressed...

"So, what kind of items do you need for a sunflower?

"... the silver wing of the Hitachi bird"

Mikage placed the phantom butterflies on the table and grabbed a bird from among them.

It is one turn bigger than Singbird and its wings are brightly colored.

This is the Hitachi bird.

"Yeah... I found only one."

Take it from the lizard and stare seriously.

Just about the size of a chicken.

The wings were stiff and stiff, reflecting the morning sun sharply, as I said.

"Do you manipulate this light? It certainly looks troublesome."

Really?

A samurai girl leans her neck and says she should close her eyes and cut it, but you're the only one who can do it. [M]

Turning to Mikage for consent, he also leaned his neck.

"Throw a sword and it'll be easy."

"Nhhhh, sister of a similar thing"

What I took out with a sharp and vivid hand was a jinja called a stick and a sword.

He roughly waves his hand in a casual manner and slams into a distant trunk of trees.

Even though I've only moved once, there are five swords stuck in my trunk...?

Somehow, they're both amazing.

I didn't really feel it because I didn't see where the two of them were actually fighting, but it was a first-class player in Bali.

Unexpectedly, the two fell down in a light.

"If you're two talented people, you're used to saying things like this."

"No, we've been at a party for a long time."

"I haven't talked much to anyone else."

The toca said while wrapping her hair tip around her finger, and the lizard nodded.

I was surprised, but it might not be surprising if we were only partying together.

Well then, I'll go hunting again.

"... me too"

Shaking her head shy, Toka turned her back.

After running after her sister, the lizard disappeared into the shadow of the forest.

"... in the meantime, let's get to work."

Looking at the camp where I was alone again, I went back to the workbench.