"You're really good at it, how are you doing the roast? ”

Al, who had just sat down with peace of mind, stood up again when his scalp was numb and panicked, ready to run away at any time.

"The druids are now ready to take revenge on the animals and the humans for eating them back?"

"No, we Spencer Druids are scientists, don't compare us to those mad dogs. Eating human flesh is just research, and what is the difference between taste and nutrition and ordinary human flesh is my subject. Because I couldn't find anything to study."

Rob the little raccoon looked distressed. If it weren't for the study of how to eat people, it must be cute, maybe cute.

"You can study how the recipe of condiments can be combined to make food taste better, why study such a scary subject. ”

"Oh, do you think it's horrible? It's a stupid question of the equality of all things. Do we need to talk about it?" the little raccoon stood on a branch, looking at Al with contempt.

"No, you won't eat me. ”

"It's just a research topic, not a hobby, although you should look good. ”

"If it weren't for the hobby of research, you wouldn't be able to go far, little raccoon, you might as well study something else. I.. Went first. Al turned and wanted to run.

"Well, if it weren't for the hobby of research, it wouldn't have gone far, which makes sense. You seem to have a lot of experience in research, we can do a conversation" Rob easily catches up with Al with his backpack.

"Can I refuse?" "Are you sure you want to off a confused scientist?"

Seeing that the little raccoon was starting to spark, Al immediately sat down on a branch honestly.

"I'm hungry, you've finished my food, I'll go catch some fish. Communicate or something, we'll talk about it later. Alquite has the consciousness of a weakling, and obediently asks the powerful little raccoon to fork the terrifying topic.

"Yes, you're very good at your craft. Rob flicked his tail, a thunderbolt fell into the lake and disappeared in a flash, the lake water churned, the heat wave rolled, and the dead fish floated on the surface of the water with their stomachs turned over, and Al was dumbfounded, it was the first time he had seen such a powerful spell

"Actually, I don't like to eat fish, I heard that bear paws are delicious, will you make them?"

"I... As soon as Al tried to refuse, a thunderbolt snapped and turned the fleeing brown bear over.

He changed his words categorically.

"Yes!!"

Al lifted the brown bear more than four meters high, and Al was as small as grass in the cold wind in front of it. I don't know how Rob electrocuted the brown bear, the fur is intact, but it has fallen to the ground and is unable to move, and there is no sound. He took the small bone knife and dismembered it bit by bit.

The taste of bear meat is not much better than that of other meats, and bear paws are not delicious. Because the bear's paw has thick fat and has a very strong smell, not all chefs can make the bear's paw well, and if it does not reach a certain level, the smell cannot be covered and it is difficult to eat.

Bears continue to lick their palms with their tongues during hibernation, so that the liquid on the tongue penetrates into the palms, so the bear's paws are particularly delicate, fat and wide, rich in protein and fat, and the dishes cooked with it are fat and delicious.

Winter bear's paws are of better quality than summer bear's paws, and the forepaws are better than the hind paws. If you're new to summer, let's use the forefoot.

Al used fish broth and grass to remove the fishiness on all sides, and then put it in the pot and stewed inside. It took enough time for Al to collect and bake the belly-bellied fish from the lake, and to roast all the bear meat piece by piece.

"You still make potions?" asked Rob, who had been staring at the stew pot and eating grilled fish, as Al began to clean up bear bile.

"Yes, yes. Al, who is working, is concise and to the point, without saying much that he is a doctor.

Fresh bear bile, a bottle of Giant Bear Power made from rudimentary utensils, in a wooden bottle.

The bear's paw stew is finally starting to feel a little bit, and the duckweed in the lake water is roasted dry, minced as a substitute for salt, and then put in the fresh fish. A bear's paw, which took Al seven or eight hours.

"It's not delicious, the soup is good. Rob was dissatisfied, but there was no waste.

"The beauty of bear's paw lies in its fat and tender fat, which does not taste very good. There is still a shortage of spices. ”

"Well, you're right, this soup is great" Rob smacked his lips and drank the soup in one gulp.

One bear's paw is equal to thirty chickens and thirty ducks, and Al can't wait to serve one. His veins also smell the fragrance, and he is hungry and thirsty.

"After so long, you still introduce yourself," Rob, who had eaten a night of barbecue meat and fish, quickly put down the dishes and chopsticks. Al is still devouring the roasted bear meat and fish.

"My name is Al, a wandering magic apprentice" For professionals, career is more important. Just like a successful person who only has a name in the upper class, business communication sends a business card with a list of titles. Different people have different ways of communicating.

"Your martial arts are much better than your magic. Your magic is new. ”

"You've been with me for a long time?" "Yes" Rob very generously admitted, it was almost impossible to say.

"Martial arts are family traditional, but I love magic, so I came out to pursue it. ”

"Did you study the air cannon yourself? I haven't seen any record of it in the classics, the magic cost is low, and the power is high. Can you teach me?"

"Okay, the principle of the air cannon is... ”

Al simply handed over the spell of the air cannon, and gave Rob a long time about compression, air, expansion and other knowledge. From the perspective of scientific research, he dispelled Rob's killing intent and brushed up his favor, so that he would not give himself a tail thunderbolt.

With the blessing and help of Toru Oman, he escaped from his family and began to pursue his dreams.

Of course he has to cherish his life!

Al's hand-in-hand hand Rob learned the air cannon and avoided the misunderstanding that the air compression explosion accidentally injured himself.

The magic condensed in the little raccoon's hand, and the air visibly distorted. Al saw the opportunity and immediately hid far away.

An air cannon blast slammed into the lake, collapsing in the middle of the lake, scattering like a tsunami of water around him, and Al was soaked. Al, who had long expected that the more powerful the air compressed, the more powerful it would be, and it was not surprising to hear about it.

"Very interesting spells, air, compression, condensation. Very good subject. You're a gifted scientific mage. In exchange, I can teach you a spell, what do you want to learn?"

Al, who was purely trying to save his life, saw that he had an unexpected joy, and hurriedly ran to the little raccoon.

"Can I learn your Transfiguration?"

"You mean animal transformation? Of course. What do you want to be? I'll just be a crow, a fox bear, a python and a cheetah."

"Crow, I want to learn to be a crow, a flying crow!. ”

Flying! is a dream that all human beings cannot refuse!