"Ga Ji!"
"Ga Ji!"
"Ga Ji!"
From time to time, unpleasant bird cries could be heard coming from the castle's study. The Wind Peregrine Falcon hatchling was quite ugly. Its whole body was covered with fine, invisible fluff, which curled up and stuck to its skin. It looked like a plucked chicken. Compared to the streamlined adult Wind Peregrine Falcon flying in the sky, it was worlds apart.
Liszt, however, liked it very much. After all, it was a flying World of Warcraft.
There was already a Flyingdust Dog in the castle. From time to time, he would take it out for a walk and place a few Rock Thorns on it, which was very pleasing to the eye. If there was another Wind Peregrine Falcon, it could summon a Wind Blade from time to time, which would definitely be very eye-catching.
Unfortunately, falcons did not recognize their master. Liszt still had no idea how to tame it.
He could only feed it first.
However, he already had the castle's maid sew a pair of leather gloves. He had seen a video of playing with falcons before. In the video, the players wore leather gloves and let the falcons land on them. There seemed to be a small toy. By throwing the toy, it would attract the falcons to pounce on it, and then taking the toy back, the falcons would only hover nearby and not fly away.
"When I have time, I should study this toy. It would be best to go to Coral City and ask around if there are any hunters who raise birds and how they tame them."
At the banquet, they ate roasted fruit stealing monkey meat.
It was not as delicate as roast beef. It was a bit dry and not easy to bite. However, it was unknown if it was because they often ate fragrant coconuts. After the monkey meat was roasted, there was a faint coconut juice fragrance. This unique taste was different from ordinary roasted meat. It was very popular at the banquet.
"If the fruit stealing monkey meat could be made a little more delicate, it would definitely be a famous dish. I suggest that the town raise them in large numbers." Gort ate until his mouth was covered in oil.
Liszt was much more refined. Because he did not choose to eat the roasted fruit stealing monkey meat, he just watched others eat heartily: "Raising them in large numbers is a good thing, I also decided to do so. However, eating meat is not a good idea. Monkeys have high IQ, they should be trained to pick fruits from trees and work for fruit farmers. "
According to the theory of his hometown, humans and monkeys had a common ancestor, they were both primates.
There was no such concept in this world. Humans were humans, and there was no such thing as evolution. Apart from dragons and elves, all other creatures were inferior to humans. In fact, in many people's eyes, dragons and elves were just slightly more magical creatures that could not be compared to humans.
Eating dragons … eating spirits … and even humans eating humans … wasn't unheard of.
Therefore, even if he didn't eat, he wouldn't stop others from eating.
Isaiah asked curiously, "Sir, can the monkeys really be trained to help the fruit farmers?"
"Of course. It's just like training dogs and horses." The reason why Liszt was so sure was because he had seen a lot of monkey shows.
He had also seen a piece of news in Malaysia or Thailand where the locals would train monkeys to climb trees to pluck coconuts. There was a fruit farmer who mistreated his monkey. In the end, the monkey got angry and smashed the farmer to death with wild fruits.
Now, the fruit stealing monkeys belonged to Liszt. After they were trained and given to the fruit farmers, no one would dare to mistreat them.
It probably wouldn't kill the owner.
"If the fruit stealing monkeys were really trained, it would certainly be an interesting situation. I never thought that monkeys could work for us." Blair laughed as if he could already see the scene of monkeys picking fruits.
Liszt smiled and said, "In that case, I'll leave the task of training the fruit stealing monkeys to you, Blair."
"Eh, alright, I think I'm competent."
At this time, Markus suddenly said, "Sir, how do we deal with the Wind Peregrine Falcon's corpse? Do you need me to go to Coral City and sell it?"
The Wind Peregrine Falcon was a low-level World of Warcraft. Selling it for ten gold coins wouldn't be a problem.
If it was before, Liszt would certainly sell it for money to buy daily necessities.
But now, the fief didn't lack money. The income from the Black Tulip was enough to support his aristocratic lifestyle for decades.
The rich and overbearing Liszt said on the spot, "No need to buy it, let's dry the meat first. When are we going to hold a Wind Peregrine Falcon barbecue party? As for the other parts, does Teacher Markus have any suggestions on how to use them? "
"Bird bones are hollow, especially the bones of the Wind Peregrine Falcon, which have wind-attributed magic power. The articulated bones can be made into bone whistles, which are very loud. The larger bones can be made into tools, which are light and sturdy, and are more useful than ironware. In addition, its feathers are excellent materials for making arrows. "
Markus quickly planned out the use of the Wind Peregrine Falcon's materials: "Sir is about to learn archery and will need a batch of arrows."
Liszt asked, "Is there anyone in the fief who can make arrows?"
Markus immediately replied, "I can, I make my own arrows."
"Thank you, Teacher Markus." Liszt picked up a glass filled with hops beer, "This glass is a tribute to you. Thanks to the two arrows in the afternoon, the Wind Peregrine Falcon stayed. Otherwise, it would have been a huge disaster."
"I am willing to serve Sir!"
Markus happily raised the beer without hops and drank it in one gulp.
… …
The bonfire was extinguished, and the sky was filled with stars.
Gort, Markus and the rest had already returned.
The servants were busy cleaning up the mess left behind by the banquet. Liszt was carrying the milk tea that housekeeper Carter brought over — — he was used to drinking a cup of milk tea before going to bed.
The rich nutrition of milk was what his body urgently needed. Sixteen years old, the age of growth.
"Master, the bath water has been prepared for you."
"How is the Wind Peregrine Falcon chick?"
"It is still calling out with all its might, but I have already fed it a lot of small fish and prawns, it is definitely not hungry. But Master, this little bird … … is really ugly. "
"I agree with you. Then, go and take a look at this little fellow. If it is going to cry for the whole night, then take it out. I don't want to be woken up in the middle of the night." Liszt passed the empty glass to Carter and walked towards the castle. When he met a servant who was working, the servant would stop and bow to him.
This feeling was very good.
He was getting more and more used to his identity as an aristocrat. His head and butt were tilted to the side of the aristocracy — — Whoever dared to shake the foundation of the aristocracy was going against him, Liszt!
"Good night, ladies and gentlemen." Revealing an impeccable aristocratic smile, Liszt opened his mouth and said, "I hope that all of you can have a good dream until dawn."
"Thank you, Master."
Immediately, Liszt had already gone to the second floor, which was his exclusive room.
Carter pushed open the door of the study. The room that was quiet just now was immediately filled with unpleasant bird cries — — "Caw Ji", "Caw Ji", "Caw Ji".
"No matter how many times I hear it, it still sounds unpleasant." Liszt looked at the ugly curly-haired bird in a small nest that was simply padded with hay. "Mr. Carter, what do you think it should be called?"
"Outside the castle, there is a shivering Dosen that was found in the forest. Perhaps this shivering little bird found on the fragrant coconut tree can be called Shakily Coconut?"
Although Carter misunderstood the meaning of "Dosen", Liszt still laughed: "Mr. Carter, you are getting more and more humorous. But I don't like the name Shakily Coconut. It looks curly. I hope it has the luck to live until the day it can fly … … Let's call it Blessedcurls. "
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