Chapter 585: 585 Repair

"Mm-mm..."

I was roaring in front of the crossbow. Helen told me the day before that shooting in the sky with a crossbow was strictly prohibited.

I had to fix it because I had to shoot it in the air, which was strictly forbidden, and it was distorted, but that's the direction.

One is the direction of increasing endurance. It will be difficult to pull the string, but there will be no problem if you use aids such as instruments. When you shoot in the air, you make it a little harder to break.

The other direction is to simply fix it normally and end with that. I know it's not good, and I'm not going to be so detached as to shoot in the air, so if you handle it with care, that's fine.

The crossbow can be handled like a gun, but it doesn't seem to keep it firing like a gun for long.

It was explained to Helen at dinner the day before that that the string would be strung and the arrows would be connected after the possibility that it should be fired, so in essence there would be no sky shooting.

Well, even in the previous world, when the gun is not used for a long time, it seems that the bullet is pulled out, the strike iron is dropped, and the safety device is put on, so it's the same.

After sunrise, I consulted with Riquet and Helen and decided to fix it as usual. When it is necessary, it is decided that it is better to pull the string by force alone if possible.

Even though the crossbow is alive, it is Helen's opinion that it is better to avoid only the situation where the equipment is broken and it cannot be used. If you think about the case when it becomes a standing situation here, you have no choice but to agree.

Maybe I should think about setting up a trap.

Looking at the trees outside, I muttered without a word. The trees don't make you feel much that the seasons are around, but the wind that comes in is cold. It felt like winter was already a good time.

"I don't know. In the first place, it's like a land patrolled by natural guards."

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Helen muttered to me, looking outward in the same way. What she calls "natural guards" are mainly wolves. Pigs, tigers, and bears join them.

Of course, I couldn't expect a dragon.

And then Riquet went on.

You won't protect Ms. Lewisa, will you?

"I don't know. Depends on whether you like us or not. Anyway, if she wants to protect this place, she'll have to change the terrain."

Lewisa is the master of this "Black Forest", but she doesn't have any direct means of attack. So, if she tries to damage the land of the sandbox game alone, just like she has to change the terrain, she needs to do the same.

Of course, that's not good for this forest. If you decide it's worth protecting, you'll do it, and if not, you won't.

I wish you could change the terrain. It doesn't matter if it's a hot spring.

Well then, let's get started.

I stretched out. Riquet went to his work, and Helen went out with the rest of the family. Today is not a forest patrol, but the cultivation of the fields... or the last harvest of the year.

Some of them are grown in winter, and although they are the seeds of elves that grow in all seasons in the first place, they do not make the facts too widely known, and they are fallow during the winter to rest the soil.

Even if there is no serial disorder, is there a problem with nutrients?

Anyway, from the outside, I could hear yi yi (occasional kurrulu, one-one, queue), but I had to remove the bow of the crossbow and put it on the fire.

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