The longbow was prepared, and the long arrow of the broad-bladed hollow bloodletting arrow was placed on the main body of the bow, but it was not pulled away for the time being.

Benois and Jeanne half-crouched on top of the trunk at a distance of about ten meters, and they skillfully tied themselves to the trunk with a leather strap so that they could hold their bodies in place while holding the longbow in both hands.

The hunting scheme is very simple, and the historic mercenary guild has many free tips to teach you such things, but even before that, people used to hunt using this method: first, Ann, who is a magician, is prepared to use fireball magic to blast nearby and scare wild boars from a distance.

Then the avant-garde trio of Henry, Mira, and Alain outflanked the boar and drove it to the trap.

Finally, the archers delivered a fatal blow to the boar struggling in the trap.

The vapor in the air was gradually repelled to the side, and Ann stood in place with her eyes closed and her palms upward, and after a moment she opened her eyes, and fireballs burst out, but far more powerful than the ones she had used to light the bonfire.

"Istan!" Ann shouted, and the boar, attracted by the sound, instantly raised his head to look at this side, and then screamed in terror from the fireball that exploded in mid-air and began to run forward.

"Up!" Alain shouted, and then both Henry and Mira drew their weapons and rushed out from behind the woods where they were hiding.

The boar screamed and rushed in this direction, and the already rugged ground of the forest was arched by them to make it more difficult to walk, and Mira almost fell down with a stumble, and Henry grabbed her to help the girl keep her stable.

Despite their names and ethnicity of pigs, wild boars are highly lethal, and as omnivores, they don't mind feeding on humans - even mountain lions and timber wolves are cautious about their huge fangs, and it's not a good idea to fall in such situations.

"Knock knock knock!" screamed, and the hundreds of kilograms of wild boars rushed towards this direction like heavy cavalry, but Henry immediately noticed that they were scattered because of the fright, and the two adults headed towards him and Mira on the right, and the young ones ran straight towards Alain - neither of them ran towards the trap in the center.

"Damn it!" Alain cursed loudly, the fierce boar had not considered the fact that the ferocious boar had not rushed towards a place where no one was but attacked directly, and that the young one-handed swordsman was not fighting or not fighting at the moment.

The reward required the use of the archer as a last resort, and the piercing bloodletting arrow could inflict heavy damage on the boar in a single shot, which was absolutely impossible with melee weapons.

Hesitation at this time clearly proved that Alain was still inexperienced, and after struggling to avoid the charge of the young boar, the young man ran back with the trunk, but at the moment the left side was empty, and the boar could run away at any time if he wanted to.

"Hit the head!" Henry reminded loudly, this was no way, attacking the head was an effective way to reduce the loss of the entire skin, and Alain reacted immediately, and slashed the side of the young boar in the face with a single sword.

"Whoa!" the young boar, who had been split open and blinded by one eye, screamed, but because of the painful stimulation it went mad instead, and Alain hurried behind the tree, and the boar that rushed straight at him staggered the whole tree, and many of the dry leaves fell.

"Help me!" the wild boar that started to go crazy made Alain suddenly confused, and he shouted at Henry, and the sage glanced at the two wild boars in front of them and Mira behind them, but did not come forward directly.

"Hey, help me!" a look of disgust flashed on Alain's anxious face, and he looked left and right behind him, and then saw that no one immediately came to help him, so he turned around and ran.

"What's going on!" The noise in front of them puzzled the two archers in the trees behind, and the two more mature adult boars on the side judged that there was some danger in that direction after watching for a while, so they rushed towards Henry and Mira.

The Luoan girl sank down and stood in place and swallowed a mouthful of saliva to prepare, but before that, Henry rushed out with a straight lunge.

"......" The sage silently threw away the great sword in his hand and accelerated further, and then when he accelerated to the extreme, he stepped down heavily and stood still, then raised his big foot and kicked it fiercely towards a wild boar.

Before the three-hundred-kilogram behemoth could fully accelerate, it was stopped by Henry's kick, and its nose bleeded, and then it fainted directly.

"......" Mira was drenched in a cold sweat, and Henry looked back at her, but did not say anything.

The boar that rushed straight at the girl made a last-minute evasion choice, and she jumped to the side while trying to swing a sword, but her lack of experience prevented her from hitting and she fell to the ground with herself.

"Wow-" Mira, who was a little overwhelmed, tried to get up from the ground, but she sat down on the cloak she had put on this morning to protect herself from the cold, and struggled several times to get up.

The boar shoveled up a pile of dirt and stopped, then turned his head, and Mira, who was close at hand, could already smell the beast on this guy and see the pair of big teeth clearly. Fear enveloped her body again, but Henry just stayed where he was, he didn't rush over, Mira calmed down, calmed down, and directly untied the strap that fastened the cloak on her chest, and then the whole person rolled backwards on the spot.

"Snort. The boar shook his head, and Mira, who had a lot of dirt and fallen leaves, quickly got up and pulled away.

"......" Henry smiled with satisfaction, then picked up the broadsword from the side.

It was also at this moment that the momentum of his whole person changed.

"Purr-" The suddenly frightened boar ignored Mira, turned his head directly to Henry, who was picking up the big sword behind him, and then under the incredible gaze of the white-haired girl, it ran directly past her and ran in the direction of the archer.

"It's gone!, ready to shoot!" cried the sage, and Benois and Jeanne, who had been puzzled for a long time, immediately drew their longbows.

"Cry!!" The boar crashed into the trap, and two broad-bladed arrows shot accurately into its neck, and the beast, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, began to struggle, but the trap was not tied up, for the same reason, they did not want to destroy the integrity of the pigskin.

"Smack!" The boar, with two arrows in his arms, slammed through the rope that blocked it and went straight for it.

The movement gradually subsided, Jeanne and Benoit climbed down from the tree, Ann also walked over, and Henry shrugged: "Alain just ran away." ”

As he said this, the others looked at each other in silence with a look of helplessness - it was clear that this was not the first time this had happened.

With the task as the first priority, the group began to follow the blood stains on the ground, and soon found the wild boar dying of excessive blood loss in a pile of bushes in the distance.

Another wild boar that had fainted and had a nosebleed was also recovered ten minutes later, and Benois, Jeanne, and Ann looked at the wild boar that had fallen inexplicably in the middle of the camp, and had complicated expressions at Henry.

"It crashed into a tree on its own. The sage shrugged his shoulders again, and the other three all looked like you were right.

"Alain!" Mira picked up her cloak from the ground and shook it back on, and the people next to her began to shout at the one-handed swordsman who turned his head and ran away.

"Just had a good performance. Henry stepped forward to help her sweep the fallen leaves from her hair, and then praised her, but the girl herself shook her head: "I still panicked for a while, and it took me a long time to calm down." ”

She had a serious expression on her little face, frowning her little eyebrows, summing up her mistakes, which made the smile on Henry's face even worse, and he rubbed Mira's little head, and the girl reached out and patted him as if to say don't bother me.

The two wild boars, weighing hundreds of kilograms, could obviously only be carried back to the camp, and after half a day of unsuccessful calls to Alain, considering the possibility of the smell of blood attracting predators, everyone decided to leave the place first.

The scaffolds, made of twigs and the thick hemp rope that had previously been used as traps, were made by the nimble archers, and given their height, Benois and Henry carried the heavier boar in a group, while the three women were in charge of the smaller sow.

As a magician, Ann inevitably had to do physical work, and the small tree trunks pressed on her shoulders by the soft and clean robes seemed incompatible with her temperament, but in order to live, it had to be so.

Mira put away her sword and helped stabilize the body of the boar that had been hoisted upside down, and if it swayed on the rugged forest road, the two of them, who were already inferior to the males, would be even more unbearable.

It took three times as long to return to the camp as the crowd saw Alain sitting by the campfire cleaning up the dirt on his body, and the panting people did not say hello to him, and the one-handed swordsman glanced at Henry coldly, as if he was still angry that the sage did not come up to support him decisively.

After a period of unfoiled exchange, the crowd began to rest and dinner.

The young boar who had been slashed by Alain had apparently run away, and Benois, who was known to his acquaintances and knew the man's temper, did not squeak, and Henry and Mira, who were keenly aware of this, naturally did not mention it.

The young one-handed swordsman looked as cold as he had had invited Henry before, and while he carefully cleaned up his appearance, he sat and waited for dinner without doing anything.

Pounding his sore shoulder, Ann just sat down and took out the magic book and began to study seriously.

Mira looked at her intently, and the gentle female magician noticed her gaze and looked up and smiled.

Henry looked at the two of them as he added firewood to the campfire.

Many of the young magicians like Ann are actually in a difficult situation.

It is true that in the eyes of the world, magic is an incredibly great power, and those high-level magicians can use range magic to kill hundreds of people with every move.

But the magicians who become high-level mages are actually less than one in ten thousand.

The reason is simple, the price of magic learning is too expensive.

Even more than two hundred years ago, the Spell Society, which was jointly funded by thirteen high-level magicians, made it possible for any ordinary person who passed the certification of a beginner magician to receive a set of robes made of rare materials and an expensive magic book for free. However, this has only improved the living environment of young people, and has not completely solved all the problems.

Magicians are also mortals, and they need food, clothing, shelter, and transportation, and they need to spend money.

Resources are limited, and even if the relative percentage is lower than that of other professions, there are still a large number of civilians who become mage apprentices every year. And if all of these people want to be supported by the Mage Association for free, they are obviously powerless.

As a result, young mages like Ann, whose families are not very wealthy, can only work hard to do some mercenary tasks and the like, while seizing every bit of free time to study seriously.

And how efficient is this, the answer is obvious.

This is the reason why more than 90% of the high-level magicians who exist today are nobles and people from wealthy families, because they have money, food and clothing, and expensive spell books and spell equipment are also readily available, and all the rest of the day except for eating and sleeping is spent studying magic, which is obviously much more comfortable than ordinary mages like Ann who have to run around for a living.

Relying on family assets to develop into a powerful magician, and then circulate all this to the next generation, the noble great magician family is stronger from generation to generation, and ordinary people without these innate conditions can only work hard step by step.

-- It's not that there have been no successful examples, but this path is very difficult.

The smell of food gradually spread, and Henry looked at Mira and Ann, who were quite similar in a sense, thoughtfully.

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