Novel Bin Chapter 87 - Episode Ten
Chapter 87 - Episode Ten
I had the Mea drop both wings of the balm bird and conform its flesh to the wound with bio-magic magic.
The healing magic enhances the life force and removes the worry of a debilitating death.
After that, I poured magic power into the balm bird’s body to examine the flow of magic power within its body.
“Really, I’m glad it’s a female. Now it’s as if all the worries of this time are gone.”
There is a way to force them to change their sex with bio-magic, but I’m not that familiar with the details about the balm bird.
It takes a sample of a female to make a female out of a male.
“Ah, Mea, I need you to pull a magical stone out of my pack. A fistful of them. And a red bottle.”
With a strangely polite hand, Mea takes out a bottle and a magic stone and handed them to me.
Even though it’s a bottle, it’s not something that can be broken that easily, and the liquid inside was bought at the ‘Chimera’s Tail’ as It’s a cheap catalyst.
After I received the bottle, Mea didn’t let go of the magic stone.
I tried to strongly pull it, but she wouldn’t let go.
“…… Mea, what’s wrong?”
“Don’t worry about it…… even when you go to hell…… Mea will be right behind you.”
Mea said with a tearful voice and then finally let go of the magic stone.
Tha-, that’s such a big deal……
When I did something similar in the village, Gizel praised me with open arms.
Well, in the Marren tribe’s village, they used to do some pretty nasty things like pulling out animal organs, calling it a ritual. Maybe I’ve lost a few of my senses since.
Maybe that’s why.
I embed the magic stone in the back of the balm bird and sprinkle the contents of the bottle.
I place my hand on the wet magic stone and flow the magic power while slowly changing the wavelength.
The reaction, the flow of magic power, the strength of the flowing magic power, the hypothesis.
I use the wood carving knife to carve data into the wood.
When enough data has been gathered and the full picture has been seen, I wake up the balm bird.
“Wake up”
I wave my wand, and the balm bird snaps open its eyes.
I’ve controlled its actions with magic, though, and I’ve paralyzed it in every part of its body except the throat and up, and I’ve also torn away its wings so it won’t be able to get away with it in all likelihood.
“Order, cry.”
As I gave the balm bird a command, the balm bird opened its large beak.
“Baaaaaaaaah!”
This sorcery is like hypnosis, which makes the user perform simple actions.
The conditions for casting the spell are difficult to control and the mileage of the magic is poor, but if you’re dealing with small animals, It can be moved just like a poorly performing radio-controlled car.
It’s magic in a grimoire I found in a hidden door in the chief’s library.
It’s the one I had the most trouble learning.
There are easier ways to hypnotize a person, but this is the only way for animals that don’t understand the language.
However, as expected, I have no intention of using such magic against humans.
“Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
The wavelength and quality of the flowing magic power are sent into the throat while shifting its wavelength and quality.
In line with that, the balm bird’s crying voice changes slightly.
“This is the sound they make when they’re in an alert stance. We’re definitely getting closer.”
The fact that we’re able to reproduce the special cry when they were in an alert stance means that we should be able to reproduce the cry when they were in mating season soon, too.
The problem is that I don’t know what that balm bird sounds like during the mating season.
I can only take a guess that this is what it sounds like.
It’s just a sound that animals make as an appeal to the opposite sex, not a very dirty sound, I suppose.
And unlike the cry they make when they are ready to flee to warn nearby companions of danger, the cry they make during mating season are distant and need to be able to reach the opposite sex.
That means that it should be the same level or it should sound more or farther away as the former.
“BAHHHHH!\'”
Two hours from the start of the experiment, the time had finally come.
A beautiful, well-formed tone echoed far into the distance.
As soon as I heard it, I was sure it was the right sound.
“Mea, we did it at last! Look, look!”
“…… Ah, yes.”
I lifted the balm bird up and showed it to Mea, and she seemed to barely squeeze it out of her slightly strained face from what she responded.
y-, you don’t have to drawback that much………
I placed the balm bird on a stump.
The balm bird’s eyes are peeled open and continues to let out a shrill cry as it drips an unknown liquid from its mouth.
“Mea, it’s time to get your bow ready. They’re coming.”
I said, and put my fingers on the balm bird’s head.
The balm bird stops crying and gently closes its eyelids as if it has done its job.
“Huh? Coming you say, what……”
Before I could answer, a commotion spreads through the forest.
Trees swayed, leaves fell, and a gust of wind blew.
And.
” ” “BAHHHHHH!” ” “
A large number of balm birds appeared from all sides of the forest.
Their number, if all of them were combined, would be thirty.
“Hiiiiee! Isn’t this bad? Isn’t that a bit much? Hey Abel, Abel!”
Certainly, more than I expected.
Maybe it’s a smaller call than it should be.
This is going to attract more than just balm birds.
We might as well finish the hunt early and move on.
“Just shoot and shoot and just keep shooting. It should be good practice.”
“Didn’t Abel say that bird was going to go for your eyes!”
“Don’t worry, I’ll attack it for you if they come too close.”
Mea cried out and readied her bow and released it into the flock of balm birds.
It didn’t hit the lead balm bird, but it hit the balm bird behind it.
After one balm bird falls to the ground, the other balm birds sense the situation and turn themselves around in unison.
The balm birds sulked in the air, tangled with each other, collided and fell to the ground.
In the midst of the chaos, some of the balm birds kicked their friends to get away first.
On the other hand, there was also a fluent balm bird that was there walked up to my modified balm bird, spread its wings, and tried hard to propose to it.
I think it’s a little too much of an individual head.
The balm bird that just kicked its mate and ran away from him was hit in the head and fell to the ground by an arrow that Mea missed by aiming at another balm bird.
The balm bird he was proposing, the rolling balm bird isn’t moving so he kicked in the leg with its barefoot to confirm it, and quickly flew away, looking bored.
I watched it with a bit of dry sentimentality, saying, “I guess the last thing in the world is luck”.
When the hunt was over, there were about twenty balm birds lying around.
The remaining ten of them had escaped……or rather, let them go.
Honestly, we hunted too much.
I can’t take this many back with me. I’m going to have to bring a wagon or something once.
“Finished…… finally.”
Mea slumped into place, out of breath.
“Di-, did Mea shoot well? Have I been able to help Abel??”
She asks anxiously.
“If we can hunt this much, we’re good. If we cash it all in, it should be a good amount of money.”
The only problem, though, is how to take it all home with us.