Ore no Ongaeshi: High Spec Murazukuri

Upon hearing the request of the Han girl, who had become a new member of the village, I set out to find the "object of shapes”.

Do you know exactly where the "object of sight” is?

"Yes, Brother Yamato. From this windmill cabin, we should be a little further ahead."

"I see, then you're almost there"

Guided by the daughter of the Han clan chief, pass the abandoned windmill hut to the destination.

This time the members are me and the village chief's granddaughter Risha, children of the enlivened Han tribe. Crossbow (crossbow) squads are waiting in the village because there is no particular great danger.

Are you feeling all right?

The journey continues on foot, and I notice Han children around me.

"Yes, thank you for your attention, Brother Yamato (oh dear). Our Han tribe is a tribe that runs through the meadows from an early age. I have confidence in my health."

"Well, that's good"

A few days after the rescue, the orphans resting in the village of Uld were feeling completely better.

I've been walking a few hours teaching you how to get here, but your strength is still there. The tribes that have survived the harsh meadows are tedious.

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"Brother Yamato, it's around here..."

"Right."

It was a small meadow in the basin that we reached with their guidance.

Located away from the village of Uld, the accompanying Riesha also said this was her first place to come.

"Well, I'll call in the" object of sight "… I hope it works"

The Han girl takes out and mouths the little whistle she was wearing around her neck. The other kids I came with turn the whistle in the same way.

“Pie."

When they breathe out, the sound rings slightly. He says this is a tribal secret whistle that is never heard in people's ears.

Perhaps it's a special whistle that gives out frequencies that people can't sense, like a dog whistle.

Even I, who come to this other world and have improved my physical abilities and five senses, sound only slightly.

Han children whistle several times in their spare time. I don't know, but the rhythm of the whistle and the way it blows make sense.

And I waited in the meadows for about an hour... that's when.

Their "object of sight” came from the other side.

"Is this what you see?"

"Yes! Good thing you're all safe..."

The Han children approached the rushed "object of sight” with a relieved look.

"This is the Han Horse..."

"Apparently."

Reesha, the girl next to me, stares at the sight with a surprised face.

Yes... what the Han orphans came looking for was their own "horseback”, which they cherished next to their lives.

"Awesome... I heard rumors, but you really have a ham horse..."

"Are you so famous"

"Yes, Mr. Yamato! It's one of the three most famous horses on this continent."

According to Riesha's description, this han horse is a pretty rare large horse.

For excellence, knights and generals from all continents love to use it. He said he was famous for throwing and hitting all his wealth, but also as a military horse he wanted enough to get his hands out of his throat.

But they, the people of the meadows, take care and raise them like a family. A rare horse that rarely gets on the market for that.

They say they are therefore traded at such high prices that eyeballs pop up.

(I see, it sure is a big success (occasionally)... and a beautiful horse)

I'm impressed, too, staring at the brown ham horse that keeps coming together.

When I was in modern times, I was traveling around the world under the influence of my parents, who called themselves adventurers. I also have the opportunity to see famous horses from different countries at that time, and I actually experience riding as well.

But so glossy, I've never seen a beautiful famous horse before.

"Beautiful horses are always famous horses" This is a certainty knitted from my experience.

"Brother Yamato!!

It was then.

"Run away!

Han girl comes aloud to warn me.

"Sorry! It's a rampage horse! Run, please!

A ham horse came towards me and Riesha. Your body is twice as big as the others and your temper is rough.

Perhaps it's been a long time since you've been in contact with someone, and you've been in a state of excitement?

Or maybe he recognized us as enemies, not Hans.

(This is bad......)

It was a dangerous situation.

I may be avoided with improved physical abilities, but the girl next door, Risha, is in danger.

If you eat such a giant military horse's body, there's not a single Riesha. It would also be life-threatening.

(I can't help it if this happens...)

I decide to go to the giant horse in front of me to protect her.

"Brother Yamato! Run, please!

"Yamato!

The sad screams of the children and Liesha echo in the meadows.

But it doesn't matter. I run for the giant horse. To draw attention to this one.

“Heen!"

The giant horse shakes up with her thick forelegs in an attempt to crush me as a fool and a small (so-called) ole. A sharp, intense hoof that causes even a carnivore to die instantly.

"Ha!"

But I jump on the giant horse with his front leg on the brink.

Dangerous condition with no saddle (kura) and no strings on the back. I feel desperate not to be shaken down.

"Hiheen!"

Advice, the angry giant horse rumbles around trying to shake me down on my back. Beat down the intrusive Gentiles to the ground and try to crush them.

"Brother Yamato!

"Yamato! I'll help you now!

"Wait!"

I control everyone who tries to help themselves with a bow. [M]

If you shoot and kill this giant horse, who is the leader here, it will involve the morale of other future ham horses.

"Heehee! Heehee!!

The giant black horse is furious with my attitude and runs around even more.

(Ku......)

Multiple shocks and G's of the rodeo machines I've experienced in real America hit my entire body.

Besides, this time it's a bareback horse state with no saddles or strings. If I lose my mind for a moment, my life is over.

(Superior...)

I hate losing when I look like this.

Suppose we compare the roots to which breaks first?

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The fierce battle finally comes to an end.

The cry of the giant horse, which was ringing earlier, is now quiet too.

"No way... I can't believe you rode that" King's Horse "..."

"Yamato! Well done. You're safe."

Everyone rushes over to me on a ride that beats the roots.

The giant horse in pitch black admits his loss, follows me and grows up. Apparently, you admitted to me as Lord.

"It's amazing, Brother Yamato! The giant horse is a" king horse "clan that could not even ride the tribal fierce..."

"Well, it's got to be tough."

I answered calmly, but my whole body is sweaty and worn out.

I still have my strength, but it was a really tough comparison of guts and strength. Hopefully, I don't want to try again.

"Brother Yamato, you were also an excellent horse rider...... wonderful!

"I'm sorry, but I'm not a horseman or a cavalry. Okay, it's time to go back to the village."

"Yes!"

This is how I heeded the request of the Han girl and succeeded in getting a flock of Han horses, "objects of vision”.

With more than twenty stunning ham horses in the meadows, we were to triumph over the village of Uld.