This is bad, with things looking like this, I should get a down jacket first before that blanket. Itâs a nice idea to send a feather quilt as a housewarming gift to Ash, so I went to the lake again. But itâs waaayyy too cold!
Down feathersâ price will surely skyrocket the colder it gets â meh, Iâm just trying to fool myself here. Just like dogs and cats that get winter fur, birds are also fluffier the colder it is, right? Probably, huh.
Target spotted â grab the bow â shoot!
The arrow was tied to a string, whizzing as it zipped towards one of the waterfowls floating on the lake. Actually, thereâs no sound coz I casted ă Silence ă.
It was terrible at first, I didnât even hit a single thing.ă Martial Arts Ability ă âs so amazing, itâs not even half a day yet, and yet I can already shoot them down. The difficulty leveled up, though, because now that the arrow is flying properly, itâs also making that woosh sound.
The bow was tightly drawn so the trajectory wonât be affected by the string on the arrow, but I didnât feel the slightest discomfort.ă Martial Arts Ability ăboosted the level of my physical abilities.
I was supposed to use magic to shoot them so I practiced earlier, but I forgot to come-up with a way to retrieve the shot birds from the lake. So, I changed to a bow, âcoz if I didnât get the carcass soon enough, it would turn into a bone model in the blink of an eye. Dunno if itâs because of the smell of blood that they go berserk, but the other birds would become cannibalisticâŚâŚ..As expected of monsters, huh.
Maybe it would have been easier if I just threw a net over the spot where they are clustered together.
Itâs just that they seemed vigilant â they wonât go near the bank, and they gathered considerably far away.
Be it monsters or their ordinary predecessors, those birds would happily flock together. That peaceful scenery was drastically ruined by the blood thirsty cannibalism â Iâm the reason for it, though.
I hurriedly hauled the thin string in while thinking back about it. A bird that sprouted horns is still chasing the bird I shot even now, drawn to the smell of blood. Some of them didnât have horns, but those that are difficult to see with a naked eye are probably hornless, while those with a small bump like mounds must be horned â you can see their small horns when you peel their skin.
It might have been great if the bird continued chasing till it reached the bank, unfortunately, it pulled back when it reached a certain distance. Well, thin ice already covered the part near the bank, so it canât be helped. How nice it would be if I got a magical string that can pull monsters in, or if thereâs a spell so I can fly or walk on water.
Unfortunately, thereâs no magic like that in the games I played before. It might be possible for me to do it, but unless I saw it once, or performed the spell after learning the ropes, it will be difficult to reenact the spell.
My ingredient appraiser and ă Complete Cookery ă isnât ă Complete Magică, but
I already haveă Magical Ability ă and the boosting power of the spirits. I could get close enough toă Complete Magic ăby studying properly, but finding magic related books is already difficult as it is.
Although ă Complete Magic ă is different from my ingredient appraisal and ă Complete Cookeryă , people who had this ability could conjure the spells just by thinking âI want to come up with thisâ, even if they hadnât read the magical spells related to their goals recorded in the various books and lithographs of this world.
â Because only a few recipe books with procedures were written, my ă Complete Cookery ă actually resembles ăAbilityăwith regards to this worldâs cuisine. No problem, I have plenty of opportunities to look at the dishes available here. Even if I didnât see how they cooked the dishes, just looking at the final product is enough for me to recreate it, so thatâs more convenient than ană Ability ă .
Some of the spirits offered to catch the prey for me, but I refused. Setting aside normal animals, monsters are in conflict with spirits, so itâs too dangerous. There are those who proactively eat them, too.
Thatâs why I repeatedlyă Teleport ă back to the house and warmed up before the fireplace, then returned to the lake to bring the waterfowls down with my bow and arrow.
The waterfowls were white wild geese called snow geese. Only their beaks and the tips of their wings are black, the rest of their bodies are pure white. Well, theyâre monsters, so the area around their eyes are bald with small warts growing on the black skin â itâs not feathers, so whatever.
I dropped the heads on that spot as feed for the monsters, then plunged the bodies into the ice cold river. Birds have high temperatures, so they start to rot relatively fast when they die because of the remaining warmth in their bodies. Thatâs why itâs important to chill them as soon as possible. I wanted to drain the blood too if possible, so I submerged them in running water. Yeah, maybe itâs better to extract the innards and wash it by hand, but donât want to, itâs too cold. Ugh, this is a lot more difficult than hunting.
Thatâs the reason why I chose to hunt in this spot â the river is flowing into the lake. Well, I can chuck them intoă Storage ă , but I donât want to do this job back at home, and itâs better if the temperature is low.
Even if I take a break, I canât think clearly now, so letâs call it a day. Anyway, this is more than enough, I guess. Keep them in the ă Storage ă first, then slowly work on them later, shall we?
I prepared the bath when I got home. Took advantage of the infinite supply of firewood, so the houseâs fireplace was constantly burning. The room was warm, but Iâm frozen to the core, and itâd take too much time to warm this body, so I hastily entered the bath.
The hem of my robe was already frozen solid! It was probably dipped in the water without me noticing. I couldnât wait anymore so I entered the bathtub even if it wasnât full yet. The warmth of the hot bath made the tips of my hands and feet a bit painful, and they heated up like getting burned. And theyâre itchy.
Itâs because the blood circulation suddenly improved, absolutely NOT because I have athleteâs foot.
Ah, but it might have turned into chilblains. Well, Iâve got ă Heal ă so itâll be fine, I guess.
Got all warmed up in the bath, and I wind down beside the fireplace where the vapors wafted up from the iron pot I placed on the hearth. The house is really nice! Riche, who had been so close to the fireplace before, now lay by my feet, all curled up.
I read a book while enjoying a cup of coffee. Itâs something I bought when I went to the royal capital to buy some cloth for the down quilt Iâm making. The topic is waterwheels.
The water wheel in my house had wooden blades sticking horizontally on it, and was structured to rotate when water pours from above it. There were also waterwheels here that looked like those in Japan, attached beside a building.
Softening the threads, fulling cloths, and even in leather production uses energy from the water wheel. I finally understood my water wheelâs other mechanisms aside from grinding flour.
Fulling was done as the last step to make the woolen materials denser. Producing felt-like cloth is also possible, so I wanted to make a warm coat. Ah, but itâll probably be spring by the time Iâm done, so just save it for later.
By the way, depending on the place, waterwheels and even the ovens for baking bread were considered as property of the feudal lord. Aside from charging a fee to use them, people who make their own bread in their houses are also punished â a warning was written here so I backed off for a bit.
The feathers of the snow geese I hunted earlier were already made into cushions, and the down was turned into a blanket. I also spread one out in Richeâs sleeping basket.
I also wanted a kettle and a lamp, plus chinaware ăź er, porcelain tableware. A leather sofa is also nice. Itâs actually fun when you tweak something and it turns out to be more comfortable, right.