I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

"I don't know how many there are in total."

[No magic power, just a strong body? ]

[I'm afraid that the physical training expert in the bird world has used all his magic power to train his body, and his body is so terrifying (≖╻≖；)]

"In the end, we only found it three times yesterday morning." Connie turned his head and looked over.

"I think it's because the candidates who were looking for it everywhere made them alert."

Connie thought, swinging his feet.

"In the worst case, they may not appear again."

"After all, even if we find it."

"I can't think of how to catch it."

Lavigne listened to Connie's guess. Connie's guess was unreasonable.

Across from her, Fulilian hugged her knees with both hands, "Don't worry about this."

"Actually last night."

Flilian said, "I experimented with a magic that might be able to catch the meteorite bird."

Connie noticed it, "You did leave."

[So you went to experiment. ]

[One magic trick every day. ]

[Preliminary experiment, right?]

"What kind of magic is it?" Connie looked at Fulilian curiously.

"You've seen it." Fulilian said.

'Hmm?' Connie didn't know.

"Bird-catching magic." Fulilian said, "In an era when there were far more magicians than now and magic was commonplace."

"A tribe that lived on hunting invented this folk magic."

[Fufu is so reassuring.]

[Is it possible that this technology has just been lost?]

Connie remembered what happened that night.

"So you bound it with magic."

At that time, the huge owl monster was grabbing her, and then it was bound by a huge golden magic.

Connie worriedly said, "But it was a bird, not a monster..."

Flilian said, "After all, it's folk magic. It seems that it can catch anything that looks like a bird."

"This kind of binding magic is very powerful, and the meteorite bird should be no problem."

[Good guy, conceptual magic, it can take effect as long as it meets the definition? ]

[Concept God!]

[The meteorite bird has such strong magical perception, its body is as hard as a dragon, and its speed exceeds the speed of sound. How is it different from a monster?]

Lavigne complained: "Why didn't you tell me before?"

"If we used this magic yesterday, we should have caught it."

Flillian said: "It's not that simple."

'Huh? '

'Oh? '

The two looked at Flillian together.

"The range of this magic is fifty centimeters. It won't work unless you get close to this distance." Flillian explained the effective distance of bird-catching magic.

Connie's eyes widened.

Lavigne pondered: "Fifty centimeters..."

The two of them realized that the conditions of this magic were harsh.

"How close did we get before?" Lavigne asked Connie beside her.

Connie turned around and said: "The closest was three meters, right?"

"And when we get close to twenty meters, it should have noticed us."

[Bird-catching magic, the distance can only be half a meter? What's the difference between this and carrying a bird net? ]

[The distance is too close. ]

[It's so difficult. ]

[This is a good sign. Philen and her team were able to catch the bird so early. They are really amazing. ]

[Because they can catch anything that looks like a bird, they are too strong in one aspect, which leads to serious shortcomings in other aspects. ]

"At present, it seems that there is only one step left." Fulilian said.

Hearing Fulilian's words, Lavigne complained: "What a big step."

"Let me confirm that your magic is difficult to restrict the meteorite bird, right?" Fulilian asked the two people in front of her.

Lavigne said: "If you can freeze it completely, there may be a chance."

"But it is not only very sensitive to magic, but also so strong that it is difficult to freeze."

"Most likely it will escape before I restrict its movement."

Connie heard Lavigne's words and added: "If there is a lot of water, my magic should be able to easily stop it..."

Flilian listened quietly.

"But I'm using water control magic." Connie was worried, "I can't create water out of thin air."

"So I can't use it in places without water."

"And it's not easy for magic to flow in the water that's gathered."

"It's hard to manipulate without injecting magic in advance."

"If the water is dispersed like when it rains, I can control it immediately no matter how large the amount is."

Connie introduced the characteristics of his magic to Fulilian.

[God of War in the Rain! ]

[Rainbow Catcher? ]

"But if magic is injected into the water, the meteorite bird is so sensitive to magic that it will definitely not get close."

In the picture.

Connie is on the shore, reaching out to release magic towards the water.

On a branch nearby,There was a meteorite bird standing in the dense leaves.

"It won't get close..." Fulilian thought about it when she heard this.

"Is that so? It won't get close..."

'Hmm? ' The two tilted their heads together.

Fulilian raised her eyes and looked at the two, "This plan may work."

Then.

The three of them gathered together and sat on the ground to discuss the plan.

The background music became louder.

Fulilian's mouth was moving, but there was no sound.

Connie and Lavigne nodded in turn after hearing it.

After a round of discussion.

Hearing Fulilian's plan, Lavigne stood up.

"It's a good idea, but the risk is too great."

"This is equivalent to provoking everyone in the other teams."

Connie thought this idea was feasible: "But maybe if we don't do this, we won't be able to catch it."

[Fufu's strength is obviously at the ceiling, but she still teases them, so cute. 】

Lavigne sighed and groaned, without refutation.

Connie seemed to have noticed something, "Are you scared, Lavigne?"

Lavigne didn't say anything.

The next second.

Connie was pressed on the ground by her hair, "It hurts, it hurts, it's going to break!"

Her hair was pulled by Lavigne, and her whole body was pressed on the ground.

Connie cried and begged for mercy.

Lavigne held Connie and bullied her.

Flillian looked at the two helplessly.

'Hmm...=w='

[Puff, Fufu's expression is so cute. ]

[After a while of silence and harmony, they started fighting again. ]

Lavigne came over.

"Just try it, who's afraid of who."

Aside, Connie lay on the ground crying.

In the picture.

In the cave, the yellow-haired boy in the Philen team looked aside, "Anyway, let's hide until the test is over."

Subtitles appeared on the screen.

——Team 4, Lant, a second-level magician.

On the side, Yubel, wearing a black skirt, had a birdcage on her waist, and there was a meteorite bird in the cage.

——Team 4, Yubel, a third-level magician.

"Ah——this is too boring." Yubel was dissatisfied.

"As a magician, you should fight uprightly." She said to Lant.

"Magicians should also avoid unnecessary battles." Lant advised.

On the side, Philen stood quietly in the cave.

——Team 4, Philen, a third-level magician.