I made chicken feed using the powers extracted from the wolf and the grains.
In total, there are 10 pieces of feed created.
Each wolf could produce two more pieces of feed, and currently, there are 37 pieces left.
While it’s far from enough to save everyone, it’s a comfortable amount to clear the trial.
“I guess we’ll have to hunt down the remaining wolves too.”
I don’t know how many more there are, but they probably didn’t deploy all the wolves for a night raid.
Maybe there are about ten more?
Grrr… Grrr…
[Good night, buddy]
[Lolololol]
[So cute]
[Now that I look at it, kinda cute, lol]
[Seems like they’re not coming out as much as I thought]
[Not killing them?]
“Yes. There’s no need to kill them.”
Just extracting their powers makes the wolves no longer a threat.
The ‘blue fur’ of the Golden Blue Wolf has completely vanished, turning it into just a golden wolf.
It can’t use mana or special powers anymore.
Of course, the wolf’s body still exists, so it could pose a threat to the chickens, but due to the effects of the power extraction, it will likely remain asleep for a long time.
“It’ll probably sleep deeply for about a week. The trial will be over in a week, so there’s no need to worry.”
The important thing now is to catch the other wolves.
You might think I can just set the same trap again, but the wolves aren’t stupid; they won’t fall for the same trick twice.
They must have realized that the advance team wolves didn’t join the pack, so they’re likely planning their own countermeasures.
Moreover, on the second day, there’s a ‘daytime’ raid.
First, I set a small trap somewhere in the field, hid the chickens and chicks, and waited for the right moment.
About a minute passed, I think.
Awooo~
[They’re here]
The wolves have arrived.
■
A total of 9 wolves appeared.
The largest one led the pack, followed by 8 smaller wolves.
The leading wolf was almost twice the size of the previous wolves; the difference was nearly that of an adult and a cub.
Even the last remaining wolf was a bit larger, but it didn’t compare to this captain.
Grrrr…
[Whoa]
[That one’s pretty big]
[Wow]
[Holy crap, that tattoo is insane, lol]
[Look at that wolf head]
[OMG]
[Looks strong, right, Lily?]
“It’s definitely not ordinary.”
I don’t think winning against that wolf head-on in my current state will be easy.
Done.
It’s not just the size of the scale; the power and aura it gives off are impressive.
Of course, the feed available must also be significant.
I lay in wait in one of the buildings, concealed from presence and smell, as the wolves began to flood down to the fields, seemingly done with their search.
Thud thud thud thud!!
[The ‘Day’ Raid Begins!]
The wolves are targeting the Golden Chicken.
Last night, they could fool the enemy with fake chicks, but during the day, they only attack the chickens.
“Making fake chickens intricately is a chore.”
The subordinate wolves may not know, but the leader of the pack appears to have a brain, so he probably won’t be deceived.
Holding a shabby hammer, I waited quietly to approach.
“Let’s catch them one by one.”
Very stealthily.
■
The leader of the wolves, Buron, led his pack into the chicken farm.
Last night, Lieutenant Ur didn’t return after raiding the chicken farm with four wolves.
Among the wolves, Ur, who was somewhat clever, wouldn’t return without a report after the raid.
“I fell for it. I was fooled by the raccoon, the owner of the farm.”
Buron’s anger surged, but he calmly assessed the situation.
Ur is strong.
Even if three monkeys from the eastern pond jumped him, he could win and was a wolf that could actively use the ‘Blue Fur’ aura.
If someone can suppress that wolf, they must surely be a strong opponent.
Of course, Buron is confident he could win even against five of Ur, but he didn’t underestimate his enemy just because he was strong.
He remained on high alert.
Until he sank his teeth into his prey, Buron considered the raccoon his greatest adversary.
Sniff sniff.
“I smell something. Ur and the captured wolves are in that building.”
Since there isn’t much smell of blood, it seems they weren’t killed.
If he were an ordinary wolf, he would have rushed into the building to rescue his kin right away, but Buron thought differently.
As always, he stayed vigilant.
“There’s a possibility of a trap. Monkeys also lure wolves by capturing young ones.”
If they’re still alive, it almost certainly means they will be used as hostages.
Buron ordered his subordinate wolves to never approach that building.
Woof!
Woof woof!
The wolves reacted as if they didn’t understand.
However, Buron was the leader of the wolves, and his orders were absolute.
The slightly rebellious wolves began searching other places, excluding that building.
Instead of actively searching buildings or fields, Buron stood in the middle of the fields.
Whooooosh~
The wind blows.
The Golden Blue Wolf’s ‘Blue Fur’ grants a special ability, and those who are somewhat accustomed to this aura receive a unique power.
The one who has become somewhat familiar with the powerful abilities that are bestowed will receive their own unique power.
Buron received the power of ‘Wind.’
‘……’
When the wind brushes against the blue fur, the blue fur reads the ‘traces’.
While observing the traces of the wind, Buron’s eyes sparkled as he raised his front paw and slammed it down.
The battle between the wolf’s paw and the ground.
If it were ordinary, only some dirt would be kicked up and the rocks wouldn’t break, but Buron was different.
KWA-BOOM!!!
The ground exploded like a bomb.
How many more kicks did he add? Finally, the underground space, concealed by strange rocks and iron pieces, revealed itself.
Clooong!
Beep!
Chickens and chicks.
Five plump chickens and ten chicks.
Seeing the trembling prey in fear, the wolves, amazed by the captain’s technique, began to drool as they approached.
Grrr!
“Step back!”
However, at Buron’s command, the wolves licked their lips and stepped back.
They couldn’t just eat them.
This was clearly a trap, and the powerful raccoon must be lurking somewhere.
Judging by the traces of the wind, it was certain that they were real chickens and chicks, but catching the raccoon was the priority.
Buron ordered the wolves to scour the area even more thoroughly.
Bark bark!
“If I move recklessly, the raccoon will get to the chickens first. The traces won’t catch the raccoon either…”
Whatever trick it was using, the raccoon was not being caught in the wind’s traces.
Only uncertain information like ‘somewhere here’ would appear.
Buron clicked his tongue as he waited for the wolves’ traces to find the raccoon, and then a signal appeared.
Cluck~
“! Over there!”
Just then, one wolf was knocked out by a strange weapon.
A weapon that the monkeys called a club.
Two other wolves charged in, but the raccoon laughed, mumbled something, and vanished somewhere.
Crackling…
And then, with a yellow thunder, it appeared from thin air, struck the wolf on the head, and disappeared again.
Reading the wind’s traces, Buron left traces for the chickens and chicks before heading to that location.
Cluck!
Bark bark!
Bark!!
“Oh no…”
The scene was already a mess.
It hadn’t even been ten seconds since he read the traces, and three wolves were already collapsed, bleeding from the head.
The remaining five wolves had just begun to rush in or were barking in terror at the empty air.
The raccoon’s traces were still not found.
Still only the vague information of ‘somewhere here’.
Bang!
Yelp!
‘!!!’
It appeared again.
The raccoon, appearing like a ghost, smashed the wolf’s head that was feeling relieved seeing Buron, then vanished.
Buron rushed over to bite, but the spot was already empty.
Grr… Woof!
‘Where are you?!’
Whoosh!!
It unleashes the powers of its blue fur further.
Normally, it consumes a lot of energy and isn’t used, but the situation was urgent now.
As the blue wind swept around, the wolves, gripped by fear, instinctively crouched low.
!
The only one that didn’t crouch was the raccoon, preparing yet another strange attack from somewhere.
Swoosh!!
The raccoon, hit by the rush of wind, flew far away.
Taking the opportunity, Buron quickly directed the wolves with appropriate orders and hurried to chase the traces.
‘The trace has stuck! There’s no way to hide anymore!’
As Buron suggested, the raccoon eventually couldn’t hide and revealed itself.
The raccoon shook its head.
“At this level, even high rankers wouldn’t be able to handle it?”
Once again, incomprehensible words.
Buron did what he had to, regardless.
Buron’s sharp teeth chomped down on the raccoon’s head…
Creak…!
‘!’
“Head!”
It vanished.
The blunt object in the raccoon’s hand moved and appeared above Buron’s head.
A massive blunt object falling on top of Buron’s head.
In that fleeting moment, Buron pondered.
‘I could ignore it and attack? Nah, that could be dangerous. It may not be strong, but always vigilant.’
The falling blunt object was stronger than any attack. It made him think.
If he continued to chew the raccoon and his head burst, it would be game over.
So the method was…
“Hmm?”
‘Break it.’
Buron’s body accelerated even more.
Half of his body transformed with blue fur, Buron leaped sideways and bit the blunt object from above.
Crunch!!!
The blunt object shattered from the bite.
In an instant, the raccoon lost its weapon and stared intently at the pieces of iron scattered on the ground.
Buron circled around cautiously.
He could attack immediately, but the raccoon’s momentum felt off.
The raccoon’s eyes sparkled.
“This is fun.”
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