Chapter 130 Super Vision

Allen looked unconvinced, as he himself had raised pets.

He once caught a small tit with a goose yellow beak and kept it in a cage for three months.

They thought they were familiar with each other, but when he released the tit, the bird flew into the sky, circled above his head for a few times, and then flew far away and never came back, which made him sad for a long time.

Crown gently clamped his legs around the horse's belly and pulled the reins to command the horse to run slowly forward.

Perhaps it was the extra benefit brought by animal taming, he now felt more and more comfortable riding a horse, commanding the horse as if it were his own arm.

While hunting and practicing archery in the wild these days, Crown discovered that most wild animals were quiet and seldom made any noise, while birds, on the other hand, were much more active and could be heard before being seen.

With crows providing intelligence in the air, Crown was very efficient. Birds and animals that he targeted rarely escaped.

Alan acted as a qualified follower, picking up prey and recovering arrows, but he always returned disappointed.

When the horizon turned orange and the sunset dyed the distant sky red, they only harvested one edible rabbit.

"Oh, this is not enough to eat, please give me some more prey," Alan let out a wail.

"Quack, quack"

The crow flew back and landed on its owner's shoulder. After serving as a scout for several hours, the bird was quite tired.

"Hurry up and go back, we are quite a distance from the camp," Crown pulled the reins and turned the horse's head.

He also wanted to hunt a few more prey, not for eating game, but because his archery skills would soon be improved.

Now he could no longer improve his proficiency by shooting at fixed targets, otherwise he would have returned to the camp and worked hard to improve his archery skills overnight.

It's really torturous to be just a little bit short of proficiency to be promoted.

A few loud eagle cries tore through the sky, the sound was high-pitched and had a hint of sharpness.

The crow fluttered away from its owner's shoulder, landed under a tree not far away, and disappeared into the bushes.

"Hiss!" The horse under Crown was frightened and raised its body high in anxiety.

He hurriedly tightened the reins, then reached out and stroked the horse's face, calming his nervous mount.

"Haha, your horse is so timid that it is afraid of even the cry of an eagle," Alan laughed at the horse.

Crown did not respond, but turned around and looked back at the sky where the eagle's cry came from.

Three black spots were rapidly coming towards them from the horizon, one in front and two behind, and they were soon approaching their current location.

"Coo, coo", another burst of rapid calls rang out.

At this time, Crown saw clearly that the one flying in front was a gray pigeon, followed closely by two falcons.

The pigeon flew up and down, trying to shake off the goshawk behind it, but the distance between them was getting closer and closer.

With bow in hand and arrow on the string, he has already aimed at the bird in the sky.

The arrowhead shone golden and had small golden symbols painted on it.

The longbow was bent into a full moon, and his body turned in the direction the three birds were traveling.

The bird flew very fast, and Crown had never shot an eagle in full flight, so he was not completely sure.

He held his breath, felt the breeze blowing past his ears, calculated the wind direction and speed, and calculated the bird's flight path.

Three birds flew over his head and flew away into the distance like lightning.

Crown felt the sound of the flow of nature disappear from his ears, and the scenery in his eyes gradually became smaller and smaller, until only the three birds flying rapidly in the sky remained.

The pigeon was about to be caught, and it tried its best to fly sideways and downward again. Perhaps it also knew that it was futile and its doom would eventually come.

But in order to survive, you must always hold on to some hope to keep flying.

Klauen's spinning body suddenly stopped, and at the same time his bowstring was empty. A golden light shone in the sunset, and the golden arrow was stained with scarlet.

The two eagles, one above and one below, stretched out their sharp claws to grab the little gray pigeon. This time, the pigeon was really doomed.

The eagle's body overlapped in Crown's eyes, and the golden-red light flew past at this moment.

The two eagles were entangled with each other, tumbling weakly, and falling from the sky.

The pigeon realized that the threat had disappeared, and flew away with a "cooing" sound, its voice full of gratitude and joy for having survived the disaster.

"Hit it, hit it," Alan saw the black shadow falling in the distance, his eyes flashing with admiration.

"Gee!" Alan tightened the reins and urged his horse forward. He was going to pick up prey, which might be the last hope for a good dinner.

Facing the setting sun, Crown drove his horse slowly forward, his eyes filled with gold.

It was an exceptional performance just now. This time I killed two birds with one stone from a long distance and advanced my skills.

[Archery: Extreme] (Special Effect 1: Super Vision. As long as you want, you can see farther; Special Effect 2: Precision. Improves archery hit rate.) [Shooting: 1568/5000; Level 3]

Archery was upgraded to the limit, and as expected, special effects appeared, and two of them. And as archery advanced, the proficiency of shooting skills also improved a lot.

Klauen felt that the precision effect was mainly to increase the hit rate of long-range attacks. After all, a long distance would give the enemy or prey more reaction time. As for how to use super vision, you can do it as long as you think about it. He raised his head and looked at the treetops in the distance.

A magical scene appeared before his eyes. When he focused his gaze on the treetops, his eyes automatically changed focus like a zoom camera.

The leaves on the treetops could only be barely seen in outline, but now the patterns on the leaves are clearly visible to the eyes.

This is perfect for peeping. No, why did my first reaction say peeping? Shouldn't it be reconnaissance? In the future, when performing tasks in the wild, you don't need to bring auxiliary tools such as binoculars.

Crown patted the horse's butt proudly, and the skinny horse ran forward with all its might.

Alan in front held up the prey and shouted in surprise: "Hit it, two were shot with one arrow. Haha, the prey is not deformed, we can have a snack tonight."

"Don't get complacent too soon. There's not much meat from two eagles." Clown, who came closer, took a look at his own achievements. "From my estimation, including bones and meat, we can only eat 14 or 15 pounds at most."

"That's great. If we add a rabbit, we'll have enough oil and water for dinner."

Crown nodded and smiled: "Indeed. Let's go. It's getting dark soon. Let's hurry up."

The two of them rode their horses at a rapid speed, returning to the camp.

. . . .

In the camp, Crown and his companions tied up their horses and walked into the church with their prey.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

When they were about to return to the camp, they skinned and boned the prey outside the camp before it got dark, chopped it into pieces and wrapped it in oilcloth.

Nick was looking at a piece of paper with a happy face. At his feet there was a gray pigeon eating corn on the ground.

He saw Alan holding a bulging bag and said with a smile, "It looks like you two have made a good harvest."

"That's it," the little witcher held up the package to show off, "a hare and two goshawks, enough for a delicious meal."

"Really? The portion doesn't seem to be as big as last night's. Are you saying it's enough for a meal for one person?" The priest showed a teasing smile on his face.

Alan showed embarrassment on his face. He did not respond, but turned around and said, "Brother, I'll go clean the meat first."

Having said that, he ran away.

Nick held up the page in his hand and said with a smile, "Good news. Coors Town has sent us a message."

"Really? What did they say?" Crown looked carefully at the pigeon eating food on the ground and asked, "When did this pigeon fly here?"

"Twenty minutes ago, what happened?"

"Nothing. When we were hunting, we saw two goshawks chasing a gray pigeon. I shot the goshawk down, and the pigeon escaped. If it had been slower, it would have become prey and been served on our table."

"Haha, it saved two lives in half a day. This pigeon may have been blessed with a lucky halo by the gods."

"That's possible," Crown smiled. "What do people in Coors say?"

“The reinforcements from Rhine City have arrived in Kokus Town this afternoon. They asked me to report my current location to determine the next itinerary.

I will write back tomorrow morning and ask for some carriages to be sent over, otherwise it will take us three more days to get there."

"How long do you think it will take to get back to Rhine City?"

“If all goes well, we will be able to attend services at the Holy Fire Cathedral in two or three days.”

"Impossible," a big question mark flashed through Clown's mind. He knew the map of the Rhine Diocese by heart. Judging from the distance, even if they rode at full speed, it would take four or five days to arrive.

"Hey, in the next few days, please open your eyes and take a good look at what a big city looks like. I told you, you will be shocked."

Nick didn't explain it directly, but kept it a secret.

How shocking can it be? Although I was a loser in my previous life, I have seen the world. In reality, I looked up at that tower when I was working in Shanghai, and I have watched many interstellar science fiction movies in the virtual world.

Then let me see what the prosperity of this world will look like. Clown whispered softly: "I am looking forward to it."

Alan ran over and called out affectionately, "Brother, everything is ready, just waiting for you to show off your skills."

"Coming right up."

. . . .

After Crown prepared dinner, he took a moment to glance at the golden wall.

[Cooking: 4527/5000; Level 3]

During these days of marching in the wild, my cooking skills, which had not improved much for a long time, also improved rapidly.

"If I work harder, I will be able to get the title of God of Cookery," Crown laughed, thinking about what special effects the upgraded cooking skills would bring to him.

During the meal, Alan was still responsible for licking the bowl, but this time, he did it secretly.

"We will be separated soon. When I arrive in Rhine City, I will stay at the Blood Crow Inn on Plantagenet Street in the Parliament District. Please contact us if you need anything."

Geralt slowly wiped his mouth with a napkin, stood up and bowed slightly, saying: "White Wolf is at your service."

"You may not be needed to hunt monsters," Nick laughed.

"I know a lot of people in the Warlock Guild and can help you get some special things. The Church and the Warlock Guild don't get along very well, so some things may not be sold to the clergy of the Church, at least on the surface."

(End of this chapter)