Chapter 16: Treasure Found
After hearing Charles's screams, a number of people rushed out of the tent with weapons. Occasionally, thieves or monsters sneak into the convoy during bad weather, and everyone is worried about what will hurt Charles.
When everyone arrived at the scene of the incident, they found a large bird pressed against Charles.
"What kind of bird is this?" said one of the coachmen, who saw a large bird of unknown being pressed against Charles's body, and asked his companion, "It looks like a bird of prey, and it is not easy to catch its claws and beak with a hook." โ
"I haven't seen it, but it's a little familiar, like I've seen a similar description in a book, but it's not so small. His companion replied, "It should be some kind of eagle, and if it is the kind of bird mentioned in the book, its wingspan should be about four meters." โ
"Oh my damn, you've found a treasure again!" was Horatio who was the first to recognize what made Charles scream.
"Just look at the blue feather on the back edge of its wings. Penelope came over too.
The wingspan of this dying eagle lying on the ground is about one meter, most of the feathers on its body are dark brown, the dark gold feathers from the back of the head to the neck are lanceolate, and the feathers on the back edge of the wings are blue. Its beak and legs are bright yellow, while its claws are extremely dark black.
Penelope didn't sell it, and she continued: "The only one with such a strange combination of feather colors is the Naais Golden Eagle." โ
"I calcium oxide!"
The surrounding onlookers gasped for dust despite the wind and sand.
If you want to ask which demon-specific monster has caused the most headache for humans in the previous wars with the demons, then there must be this bird of prey named the Naaith Golden Eagle among the top five names.
Known as the "Legend of the Fastest Demon Sky", the Naaith Golden Eagle only grows on the top of a high mountain on the western edge of the desert, and they have the highest sprint speed in the air, strong eyesight, and good intelligence.
In summer and autumn, demon trainers come to their habitat to lay elaborate traps to catch eagles that have just left their nests, and then train them to be excellent scouts.
Whenever the brave and the generals of the human armies find the Naais Golden Eagle dancing on their heads, their first choice is to prepare for defense. Because their appearance often means the arrival of the demon army.
In the history books of mankind, there is such an example: when the demon empress Catherine besieged a human army camp, one of the strongest reinforcements sent by the human race found that there were five Naais golden eagles dancing overhead, which frightened the human generals and immediately ordered to defend on the spot, thus missing the opportunity for reinforcements, resulting in the annihilation of the human army in Camp 74. The commander of the reinforcements from Camp 83 later truthfully reported the reason for his defense on the spot, and he was not substantially punished for it. And human military historians and historians firmly believe that the first target of Catherina, who was good at encircling and sending reinforcements, was actually the reinforcement of Camp 83.
Humans are very enthusiastic about this kind of strongest scout under the blue sky, but they have no monster to compete with. Although humans have also captured several Naaisi golden eagles for breeding and breeding offspring, they have been beaten to the ground because of their poor training.
And now, a Naais golden eagle with a wingspan of only one meter, which has just left the nest to learn to fly, was blown to the grassland by the strong wind that brought a sandstorm, and then exhausted, it crashed into Charles's body as it fell.
Charles, who had been smashed in a circle, finally came to his senses, and Tonyo had already helped remove the bird from his body, and Aubrey took a cage and locked the bird in the cage.
Charles, who came back to his senses, found that the eyes of the onlookers had changed when they looked at him.
The wind has become much lighter, and the sand is falling from the sky at a rate of 5 centimeters per second, like a drizzle of sand.
In an empty bus, Charles took out a strip of salted meat soaked in hot water to soften and wash off the salt from the bowl, and carefully reached for the mouth of the golden eagle in the cage.
The golden eagle, who was almost faint from hunger, smelled the smell of meat, took the strip of meat from his mouth at once, and then devoured it.
A small piece of jerky is naturally not enough for it to eat, and after eating the jerky in three or two times, it still wants to have another piece.
But there is no jerky, so Charles naturally won't feed this bird of prey, just feed a piece of jerky to prevent it from starving to death.
Horatio on the side had just explained the name and characteristics of the golden eagle to Charles, when he looked at Charles with eyes full of "Sell me! Sell me!"
Aubrey, who was sitting on the other side of Charles, also had his eyes shining, sometimes looking at Charles, sometimes at the golden eagle, and then said: "Charles, what are you going to do with it?
At this time, Charles looked at the golden eagle in the cage and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
How could this kind of street fighting routine of falling treasures from the sky appear on your head?
This Naais Golden Eagle is not a continental product like a timberwolf, it can be used as a strategic weapon, and the difference between the two is the difference between SSR and N.
In this way, it is reluctant to sell it.
"Ahem......" Cromwell, who was also watching the excitement in the carriage, interrupted Charles's thoughts, "It doesn't matter if you sell it or raise it yourself, just don't eat it." โ
"Eat it? It doesn't look good. Charles poked the golden eagle's head twice with a spoon, "It's good for stew, but if you eat it roasted, you guess there's a little less meat." โ
The golden eagle, which had regained a little strength, bit the spoon at once, and then shook his head vigorously, and Charles, who was caught off guard, was taken away from the spoon in his hand.
Then the golden eagle stood up and flapped its wings vigorously towards Charles. The blue feathers on the back edge of its wings emitted a blue light, and then two wind blades flew out from under its wings, through the gap in the cage, and flew towards Charles's face.
Although the mask blocked the cutting of the wind blade, its impact could not be counteracted. Charles felt as if he had received two punches in the face, and suddenly felt like his eyes were shining with gold stars.
"I'm going to stew it!"
As soon as Charles finished yelling, a dagger appeared in his hand.
Horatio hurriedly put one hand around Charles's neck from behind, and the other hand pressed his wrist with the dagger. Aubrey also held Charles's hand holding the dagger on the other side, preventing him from stabbing the golden eagle to death.
"Big brother, forget it!"
One of them is waiting to buy the golden eagle to raise the costume, and the other is waiting to use it to make money, so naturally they can't sit back and watch Charles really stew it.
It seems to feel that the atmosphere around him is not right, or it may be that after using a spell, he feels that his body is hollowed out, and the golden eagle in the cage is shivering in a corner away from Charles.
After calming Charles down, Horatio said: "You can sell me this Naaises golden eagle, you can make a price, the conditions are easy to say." โ
Aubrey also said: "Either you can sell it to the caravan, you can choose to sell it to the caravan at a fixed price, or you can hand it over to the caravan to sell on your behalf, and finally the two sides will divide the money proportionally." โ
At this time, Horatio was in a hurry, his money was not as much as the caravan, and just now he was going to try to play the emotional card that did not exist to make Charles lower the price a little.
Through the sale of wolf cubs and the sale of Halkala, the people in the caravan basically thought that Charles was a little kid who tried his best to make money after he first became a master and knew that firewood and rice were expensive.
"Boss, don't rob me. Horatio said to Aubrey, "You've known I've wanted a flying beast for a long time. โ
Aubrey smiled and said to Horatio, "It's okay, you can buy it from the caravan anyway, if you don't have enough money, you can deduct it from your salary first." โ
"Boss, you can't do this!" Horatio knew that as long as the golden eagle passed the boss's hand, the price would at least double.
Cromwell, who was watching the excitement from the sidelines, smiled, and then said to the two of them, "I think you're going to be disappointed." โ
"No!" Horatio's eyes widened, "Charles, do you really want to eat it? โ
Then the carriage door was violently opened, and Horatio was dragged out and beaten.
Charles ignored the noisy elves, but asked Aubrey, "Boss, I remember that our caravan has a courier business, right?"
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Aubrey's heart was broken, and he could see the coins flying away with wings.
When the sun rose over the horizon the next day, the whole corn city was still shrouded in thick dust.
The sun slid through the sand and dust weakly, and the whole of Corn City turned into an earthy yellow world.
A mature young woman with her head wrapped in a scarf pushed open the door and went about her daily work as usual.
Looking at the flying sand in the sky, her brow couldn't help but wrinkle. Looking at the same gray sky in the west, I couldn't help but worry about Charles, I don't know if he has been injured in the past few days, and if he will not be used to this kind of weather.
After sighing, she began to wipe the dusty blackboard clean with a rag, and then wrote on it "Prairie North, Sandstorm, Slightly Cooler".
Just as she was about to go back to the house after writing the daily weather forecast, the ears above her head moved like antennas.
At this time, the sound of horses' hooves can rarely be heard in the corn city, and it is even rarer for two horses to gallop in the city. More importantly, the voice seemed to be coming straight to Lavender Street.
Not long after, a man and two horses came to her. One horse was ridden and the other was carrying a cage-like thing covered in linen.
From the panting of the two horses, it was clear that they had run a long distance in a row.
The elf, who wrapped his head tightly in linen, pointed to the goods on the back of another horse and said to coriander: "Madam, your daughter has a courier, please sign for it, or you can sign it on your behalf. โ