Returning to the village of Azca, after a busy day, including preparations for departure and a farewell party in the village, Olasho embarks on his journey. He left the village of Azca with a fire magic device around his neck and the new shoes I bought for him.

That day, I went to a lot of shops and bought only a sturdy backpack with many pockets and a file for sharpening claws.

Although I made a fortune by selling Proni, it was all prepared in advance for a future trip out of the village.

Although I was reincarnated in a magical world, I would never spend my life in a mountain village, and I would never stand still.

In this world, the status of cat people is low.

Although racial discrimination is prohibited by law, it still exists in practice.

Although many races exist, it is generally believed that the greater the magic, the greater the power, the higher the intelligence, and the higher the degree of evolution, the more superior.

Werewolves, for example, have an average height of about 180 centimeters for adult males, and their appearance and body hair grow in a similar way to that of ordinary humans, with only wolf marks on the ears and tail on their heads.

And we cat people, the average height of adult males is only about 120 centimeters, and they look like cats walking upright.

Whether it's magic, physical strength, intelligence, or evolution, cat people are considered inferior to werewolves in all aspects.

Ethnicity such as rabbit people and fox people also exist, but the appearance is closer to the average person, which is enough for cat people to be considered inferior to them.

But I don't think cat people are so inferior.

Due to discrimination, many cat people are unable to go to school due to poverty and are forced to do household chores and are unable to go to school.

It's not about physique, it's about differences in educational opportunities.

"Grandma Carissa, I've come back from picking herbs."

"Welcome back, Nyango. Have you ever encountered a monster? "

"It's fine. It's just that the fine spice doesn't grow very well."

"Ah, maybe it's because of the lack of rain in the spring."

In the kingdom of Schlendore, from the beginning of the "rite of independence" to the spring of fifteen years old, it is the time to go to elementary school.

These five years are the period of preparation for adulthood, and at the age of fifteen is considered adulthood.

However, once the "rite of independence" is completed, one can register as a member of the adventurer's guild, so children from poor families usually go to work instead of going to school.

Of my siblings, the only one who actually went to school was my brother, who was the second in line.

The eldest brother will inherit the family's land and will therefore help with the farm all the time, while the older sister, who will marry in the future, will be forced to do the housework.

And I, too, will be kicked out of the house in the future, so since I was five years old, I have often come to the pharmacy of Grandma Kalisa, the fox man, to pick herbs and earn some pocket money.

Gathering herbs requires access to steep mountainous terrain and expertise.

I learned about herbal medicine at my grandmother's pharmacy and told her that one day I would leave the village and live independently.

"Okay, all the herbs I want are here."

Pack a basket full of herbs and receive a reward of five copper coins.

Working from the morning to half a day, in Huaxia coins, is about equal to the remuneration of 500 Huaxia coins.

It seems to be less than 100 Chinese dollars per hour, but for the children of Azca, it is a normal reward.

The village itself lacked foreign exchange to earn money, so furs, textiles, medicinal herbs, etc. were bought by merchants, and most of the money received was used to buy goods, which were returned to the merchants.

Compared to Ibro City, life is poor, but the whole village is poor except for the village chief's family, so I don't feel particularly poor.

"Alright, I'm going to hunt mice. If I catch it, I'll take it."

"Okay, looking forward to your return"

In addition to collecting herbs, I also have another job, which is to catch wild mice.

Wild mice are forest living rats with a body length of about 15 centimeters and a tail of nearly 30 centimeters.

They eat grain as their main food, often eat crops and stored grains, and when they are caught, they have to cut off their tails and give them to the village chief's house, and five mice can get a bonus of one copper coin.

Although there is a bonus, it is difficult to catch because the wild mice are very alert.

My purpose in catching wild mice is to practice empty attribute magic.

I came out of the pharmacy and walked towards the junction of the field and the forest.

There is a road around the field, and there is a meadow of about 5 meters outside, and there is a forest beyond that.

This is designed to make it difficult for vigilant field mice to enter the field, and once they taste the crop, they will invade many times.

I sat on the grass and waited, and soon the wild mice appeared.

Wild rats, peeking out of the edge of the meadow, stood up straight and began to carefully guard their surroundings.

It was about 30 meters from my position, which was the limit distance I could get close to.

Now I'm sitting still, and I don't show any signs of running away, but with a little movement, it's sure to run away quickly.

Generally speaking, it is impossible to get close to within 30 meters, so you can only catch it with traps.

Since the field mice are alert, I use magic to catch them.

I used a magic called "Cage" to fix the air to the size of a field mouse, forming a basket.

All that's left is to cover and hold with your hand, and the capture is done.

As they rushed over, the rats squeaked and began to dig frantically.

"Knife"

While keeping the basket for catching the field mouse, fix the air in the shape of a knife.

A month ago, the strength was equivalent to expanded polystyrene, and now it is equivalent to birch boards.

I aim, piercing the air in the shape of a knife through the gap in the basket.

The knife pierced the neck of the field mouse, but due to insufficient strength, the blade shattered into pieces.

The severed neck of the rat screamed and sprinkled blood everywhere, but soon weakened and eventually stopped breathing.

Although it is a pest, it is still not used to the feeling of taking life.

I put the mice with their tails cut off in a bag and covered them with dirt to get rid of the blood around them.

The screams of their friends and the smell of blood were everywhere, and other wild mice would not come near it.

As I moved, I continued to use magic.

To increase the scale of the use of magic, it is necessary to use magic constantly.

After using magic, I feel something flowing through my body.

According to the people of this world, this is an organ called the Demon Vein, which allows the circulation of magic elements.

While trying to increase the use of mana, I am also increasing the thickness of the veins for stronger mana.

I've been using the magic of "chests" while moving.

It is to hold the air into a box that can hold the pouches of the wild rats, enclosing them together.

In this way, you will not be alerted by the surrounding wild rats because of the smell of blood.

I kept activating the "box" while consciously increasing its strength.

Then, in different places, I caught five field mice.

Before going to the village chief's house, I went to the only house of things in the village, the shop of Victor the dog man.

"Big brother, buy it!"

"Oh, how many are there today?"

Wild rat meat, which is a staple food of grains, is delicious, and the fur can also be used for handicrafts, the tail is handed over to the village chief's house, and the body parts are purchased by Victor.

There are two copper coins each, and if you catch five of them, you can sell them to get a silver coin and a bonus copper coin.

"Three for sale."

"Okay, that's six copper coins. As long as you can catch it, I'll buy it at any time. "

"It's hard to catch a lot of them."

"yes, then let's do it."

Victor is in charge of handling the rats I hand over, selling the meat, or serving it in the meals of the hotel guests.

After cutting off the tail, I went to the pharmacy of Grandma Kalisa the Fox Man.

A field mouse turned into five small potatoes and rock salt.

The remaining one will be enjoyed at the table at our house.

Since the start of the hunting of wild mice, although there is only a small savings, the food situation at home has improved.

Today, the village of Azca had a peaceful day.