Near noon, the huge convoy finally arrived at the eastern tidal flat of the destination.

　　 This is the most famous seabird habitat near Le Lorin. In addition to the white pelicans, there are dozens of seabirds living together in this barren land several kilometers wide.

　　 Frigatebirds, red-billed hawks, white-tailed hawks, sea ducks... more of them are ordinary seagulls of all kinds.

　　How to distinguish the white pelicans from the flocks of birds that are flying across the sky with little difference in appearance and accurately shoot them is the greatest pleasure of summer white pelicans hunting, and it is also the biggest difficulty.

　　 Of course, although proud and kind noble lords can blow the heads of infidels without blinking their eyes, they still find it difficult to kill them in the face of these cute little animals.

The main force of 　　 hunting is the guard. The main task of the master is to find a suitable shade, taste the cool sea breeze mixed with gunpowder smoke, and at the right time, give the guards with outstanding marksmanship appropriate rewards.

　　 After all, the essence of all aristocratic activities is social, and only social.

　　 The convoy found a grassy **** with sparse trees and set up a camp. The sailors skillfully opened the tent, picked up the dead branches and began to build a fully functional wild kitchen.

　　Acharin’s personal maids have other important tasks. They need to find the shade with the best view, set up sun umbrellas, lounge chairs and coffee tables, and prepare fruits, drinks, and gold coins for rewards.

　　 There was also Pierce. As the core firepower of this hunt, he took his assistant and ran across the hill like a child, in order to determine the shooting location as soon as possible.

Compared to when he first joined the Chamber of Commerce, Pierce, who has officially entered puberty, has grown a lot taller in the past six months, but Charleville is also a lot longer than the maritime commuter. For Pierce, standing shooting is still a bit difficult. .

　　 Everyone is busy. Acharin is selling sorrows on the top of the hill, and the idle Lorraine and Hina walk into the woods together, and follow the signs to successfully meet Collingwood, who is in place first.

　　 "Major, is there any news in the city?"

"The caravan has entered the city. Miss Sara has already set up a divination shop in the central square. The flamenco show with only men has begun. Although it is a bit weird, the people here have little knowledge and don't seem to think there are too many. inappropriate."

　　 "It seems that the scene where Yacharin picks up girls has unlocked another one."

Collingwood gave Lorraine a weird look and decided not to care about his strange rhetoric: "I met Bell Judea in the morning. His buying started last night. It was Sarah. Miss's suggestion. With money to clear the way, so far, he has taken down three dock gangs."

　　 "Can the intelligence network work?"

　　 "It's harder than expected. Although the news on the market is much richer than before, Prio is the local speaker. Small gangs are reluctant to provoke him. For bigger ones, Judea is worried that they are related to the speaker."

"Let Bell let go." Lorraine pondered for a moment. "The affair with the speaker is a problem that we can't avoid, but we have no malice against the speaker's family, and we have no intention of snatching his underground privileges. Some intelligence is just a little bit. His reaction will not be too fast."

"I'll let him know when I go back." Collingwood nodded and tucked a slender sheepskin roll into Lorraine's hand. "Zierneid has reached the tidal flat, and the location of the station is not far from you. This is His specific position and firepower composition, there are more shooters, would you be too conservative if you only prepare two guns?"

　　 "Charville is not easy to buy." Lorraine sighed helplessly. "Our ship is all maritime commuting. If we use it out, it will be exposed."

"Too."

　　 "Do everything, and let your fate. Fortunately, today's goal is just to disrupt the situation. I just trouble you to go back and visit the black market. Until the end of the operation, Charleville is still a good thing."

"Understood."

　　 After exchanging information, Collingwood disappeared in the woods. Lorraine thought for a while and asked Hannah to go to the Zirned camp, return to the station alone, and put the opposite information in the hands of little Pierce.

　　 For this kind of shooting subject with an average distance of more than 100 meters, even if Lorraine wanted to help, he was actually somewhat helpless.

　　In a short while, the campsite was basically built.

　　 The stove fire has started, the green smoke is curling up, the oven is preheating, and the kitchen ladies have begun to process the lunch ingredients in an orderly manner.

　　 The first gunshot came from the woodland not far away.

　　 The sound of thunder was nothing to gain, but the frightened birds hurried up into the sky, and the sky was full of bird silhouettes. In the hot sun, the shed feathers were flying around the sky like snow flakes.

　　 Immediately afterwards, the gunshots sounded continuously, and Asuka became more and more panicked.

　　 Lorraine whistled at the spectacular sight in front of him: "Pierce, is there any pressure?"

　　 "Pressure?" Pierce's childish face put on a harmless and cute smile, "Big mouth, yellow beak, white all over, black tips of wings, is this kind of bird right?"

　　 "That's right."

　　 "There are so many heavens..."

　　 He knelt on one knee and asked the tall assistant to kneel in front of him, straighten his waist, plug his ears, and then put Charville's straight gun barrel on the assistant's shoulder.

"The target distance is 180, the circling trajectory is fixed, the wind direction is northerly, the wind force is third..." He muttered to himself, slowly pulling his finger on the trigger, and slowly pressing down, "Brother, Kentucky guns, really can't continue. Has the rate of fire increased?"

　　 Lorraine was stunned for a moment: "If someone can come up with a vent design, maybe rifled guns will soon become mainstream, right?"

　　 "Eject?"

　　 "It's post-loading ammunition." Lorraine gestured with both hands to pull the bolt in his memory.

　　 Pierce could not help but squat his mouth: "Really, how could there be such a thing..."

"right……"

　　嘭!

　　 There was a gunshot without warning, and black smoke filled the sky~lightnovelpub.net~ A white pelican soaring in the sky fell immediately.

　　 Pierce licked his thumb arrogantly, then threw the empty long gun to his assistant, and picked up the second gun, bang!

The whole station became silent in a moment, the chefs who cooked, the chefs who prepared the ingredients, the sailors who came from naval ships, the maids who were busy with Acharin and the coquettish maids, and those who were still anxious a few days ago. Uneasy ferocious hound...

　　 These creatures who didn't know Pierce opened their mouths in unison, and watched Pierce, with the help of his assistant, shot and shot, slowly reaping the white pelicans flying in the sky.

　　 After six shots, the sky clarified that all the seabirds fled to the sea in a panic, and the entire hunting ground could no longer find a target that could be used for shooting.

　　 Ya Charin laughed.

　　 "What are you waiting for, lads, let our hounds run! Today's hunting ground belongs to us, to the young hunters of the Pettorio family!"

"Oh!"

The dog's guard let go of the reins, and the impatient hound rushed towards the tidal flat like a running wild horse. Pierce rubbed his shoulders and stood up, throwing away his spear boringly: "Hey, solid ground is more boring than tree branches, this Shooting is really no fun... Ah, brother, Sister Henna is back."

　　The wind-like Henna drilled out of the woods with Pierce's voice: "Lorraine, let them thicken the smoke. Zirneid came to find the fault, but it seems that we can't find our position."

　　 "Can't find us? Here...is it hidden?"