The Troublesome Hero Among the Heroes

After hearing Charles' scream, many people rushed out of the tent with weapons. The thief or devil beast sneaked into the convoy occasionally during the inclement weather. Everyone was worried about Charles being hurt.

When everyone rushed to the scene of the incident, they found a big bird resting on Charles.

"What kind of bird is this?" A coachman saw an unknown bird pressed against Charles, so he asked his companion, "It looks like this is a bird of prey. It’s not easy to touch a mouth with a hook."

"I haven’t seen it, but I’m familiar with it. It seems I’ve seen a similar description in a book, but I’m not so small in size." Companion replied, "It seems that the characteristic should be a certain kind of eagle. If it is the kind of bird mentioned in the book, its wingspan should be about four meters."

"My god, you again I found the treasure!" Horatio was the first to recognize what made Charles scream.

"Look at the blue feather on the back edge of its wings." Penelope also came over.

The wingspan of this dying eagle lying on the ground is about one meter. Most of the feathers on the whole body are dark brown. The dark golden feathers from the back of the head to the neck are lanceolate. The feathers are blue. Its mouth and legs are fresh yellow, and its claws are extremely black.

Penelope didn't sell her, she went on to say: "The feather color combination is so strange, only the Golden Eagle."

"My Calcium Oxide!"

The surrounding crowds ignored the wind and sand and sucked in the dust.

If you want to ask which kind of devil beast unique to the demon race in the previous wars with the demon race has caused the most headaches for humans, then there must be this kind of name in the top five names. Vulture of raptor.

The golden eagles of Nays, known as "the legend of the fastest demon race in the sky", only grow on the top of the mountain on the western edge of the desert. They have the highest sprint speed in the sky, strong eyesight and good wisdom. .

Every summer and autumn, demon race trainers will come to their habitat to lay delicate traps to catch those little vultures that have just left the nest, and then train them to be an excellent scout Soldiers.

Whenever the hero and the generals of the human army find the Naysi Golden Eagle dancing on his head, the first choice is to prepare for defense. Because their appearance often means the arrival of the demon race army.

In the history books of mankind, such a battle has been recorded: when the demon race empress Ekaterina besieged a human army camp, the strongest reinforcements sent by mankind found five naais above its head. The Skin Eagle was dancing, scaring the human generals to immediately order the defense on the spot, and thus missed the opportunity for reinforcements, leading to the annihilation of the human army in Camp No. 74. Afterwards, the reinforcement commander from Camp 83 truthfully reported the reasons for his on-site defense, and he was not substantively punished for this reason. Human military history and historians firmly believe that the primary goal of Ekaterina, who is good at fighting and fighting aid, is actually this reinforcement team at Camp 83.

Humans are very enthusiastic about the strongest scout under the blue sky, but they have no devil beast to contend with. Although humans have also captured several Naysi golden eagles for breeding and bred offspring, they were beaten down because of improper training.

And now, a golden eagle with a wingspan of only one meter has just left the nest to learn to fly and was blown onto the grassland by the wind that brought sandstorms, and then it was exhausted when it fell. Hit Charles.

Charles, who was smashed into a circle, finally came back to his senses. Tonio had helped to remove the bird from him. Aubrey took a cage and closed the bird into the cage. .

Charles who came back to his senses found that the onlookers looked towards their expressions all changed.

The strong wind has become much smaller, and the sand in the sky is falling from the sky at a speed of 5 centimeters per second, like a drizzle of sand.

In an empty bus, Charles took out a piece of bacon that had been soaked in hot water and washed off the salt from the bowl, and cautiously stretched it to the mouth of the golden eagle in the cage.

The golden eagle, who was so hungry and dizzy, smelled the smell of meat, took the meat strips from his mouth, and then voraciously ate it.

A small piece of jerky is naturally not enough for it to eat. After eating the jerky on the mouth in twos or twos, it still wants to have another piece.

But there is no jerky, Charles naturally will not feed this raptor, just feed a piece of jerky so that it will not starve to death.

Horeshaw just explained to Charles the name and characteristics of this golden eagle. At this time, he looked towards Charles and his eyes were 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 and sometimes at the golden eagle, and then said: "Charles, what are you going to do with it? It's the same as last time. Sell ​​the wolf pups like that, or raise them by themselves?"

At this time, Charles looked at the golden eagle in the cage and couldn't help falling into thought.

Why does this kind of bashing routine of falling in the sky appear on my head?

This Golden Eagle is not a continent like Timberwolves. It can be used as a strategic weapon. The difference between the two is the difference between SSR and N.

I can't bear to sell it like this.

"cough cough..." Cromwell, who was also watching the excitement in the car, interrupted Charles’ thinking, "It doesn’t matter if you sell it or raise it yourself, just don’t give it to I ate it."

"Eat it? It looks good." Charles stabbed the golden eagle on the head twice with a spoon. "It's good for stewing soup. If you roast it, it might be less meat. A little bit."

The golden eagle who had recovered a little bit of strength suddenly bit the spoon, and then shook his head vigorously. Charles was caught off guard and was taken away from the spoon.

Then the golden eagle stood up and moved towards Charles flapped its wings vigorously. I saw the blue feathers on the back edge of its wings emit a blue light, and then two wind blades flew out from under its wings, passed through the gap of the cage, and flew towards Charles's face.

Although the mask blocks the cutting of the wind blade, its impact cannot be offset. Charles felt as if he had been punched twice in the face, and suddenly he felt two dazed.

"I'm going to stew it!"

As soon as Charles finished roaring, a dagger appeared in his hand.

Horeshaw hurriedly put one arm around Charles' neck from behind, and the other hand pressed his dagger wrist. Aubrey also squeezed Charles' dagger's hand on the other side, not allowing him to stab the golden eagle to death.

"Big brother, forget it!"

One of them is waiting to buy the golden eagle and the other is attired, and the other is waiting to be used to resell and make money. Naturally, they can't just sit back and watch Charles really do. It is stewed.

It seems that the surrounding atmosphere is not right. It may also be that the body was hollowed out after using a magic trick, and the golden eagle in the cage was shiver coldly shivered in the corner away from Charles.

After letting Charles calm down, Horatio said: "Sell me this Naisen Eagle. You can make a price. The conditions are easy to say."

Aubrey also said: "Or you can sell it to the caravan. You can choose to sell it to the caravan at a flat price, or you can sell it to the caravan. Finally, the two parties share the money proportionally."

At this moment Horatio was in a hurry. He didn't have as much money as the caravan. Just now he planned to try to play the inexistent emotional card to get Charles down a little bit.

Through the two things of selling wolf pups and selling Harkala, people in the caravan basically think that Charles is a brat who has tried his best to hold money after knowing that Chaimigui is just the beginning.

"Boss, don't grab it with me." Horatio said to Aubrey, "You know I want a flying devil beast for a long time."

Aubrey smiled and said to Horatio: "It doesn't matter, you can buy it from the caravan anyway. If you don't have enough money, you can deduct it from your salary first."

"Boss , You can't do this!" Horatio knew that the price of this golden eagle would at least double as long as it passed the Boss's hands.

I watched the lively Cromwell laughed on the sidelines, and then said to both of them: "I think you are going to be disappointed."

"No way!" Horatio glared My eyes widened, "Charles, do you really want to eat it? As long as you sell it to me, you will be an adult after ten years, and I will introduce George's daughter to you."

Then carry it. The door of the carriage was roughly opened, and Horatio was dragged out and beaten.

Charles ignored the noisy elves, but asked Aubrey: "Boss, I remember our caravan has a courier service, right?"

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Aubrey’s heart is broken at this time, he can see the gold coins flying away with wings.

When the sun rises from the horizon on the second day, the entire Corn City is still shrouded in thick sand.

The sun weakly passed through the sand and dust, and the entire Corn City became an earth-yellow world.

A mature young woman who wrapped her head in a scarf pushed open the door and carried out her daily work as usual.

Looking at the flying sand in the sky, her brows couldn't help but frowned. Looking at the same grayish-yellow sky to the west, I couldn't help but worry about Charles, wondering if he was injured in the past few days or if he was not used to the weather.

After sighed, she began to wipe the dusty blackboard clean with a rag, and then wrote "Prairie North, sandstorm, slightly cooler" on it.

Just when she finished writing the daily weather forecast and was about to return to the house, the ears on top of her head moved like antennas.

At this time, the sound of horseshoes is rarely heard in 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, one person and two horses came to her. One horse was being ridden, and the other was carrying a cage-like thing covered with linen.

From the two horses panting, it can be seen that they have run a long distance in a row.

The elf with his head tightly wrapped in linen pointed at the goods on the back of another horse and said to the coriander: "Madam, your daughter has a quick, please sign for it. It’s up to you to sign..."