National Doomsday: I, the Virus King

Although Ronan's words were suspicious of driving, Leon had no evidence, so he could only look at Ferencze with a gun and wait for him to release the birds.

"Okay, 3.2.1!"

With the countdown of Ferenze, the simple birdcage was directly crushed, and in an instant, the two crows that had escaped from the shackles rose into the sky.

One south and one north flew out in two directions.

Ronan took a composure, raised his longbow, aimed, predicted, and shot, but the embarrassing thing was that the cold winter wind made the longbow bow string freeze a little shrunk, and the string was too tight, causing the arrow to shoot over the crow's head.

And Leon's side, he also raised the gun, aimed, predicted the direction of flight, pulled the trigger, and with a snap, a crow fell in response, and at the same time, Leon was not idle, looking at the crow who was frightened by Ronan's arrow and changed the direction of flight, it was another shot.

"Good!"

With the cheers of the horses, the crow that Ronan had made a mistake also fell, and Ronan's face was ugly at this time, while Leon was holding a gun with a breezy face.

"You won. "Although there is a problem with the longbow, Ronan is also a person who should be brave, he didn't pay attention to this himself, it was his own problem, so he admitted defeat without scruples.

"It's already pretty good, after all, it's the longbow. "Leon was well aware of the state of the longbow in winter and summer, and he had also learned the bow for a while under the leadership of the old hunter, but it was a compound bow, but then he felt that his hand hurt, so he switched to firearms.

"So, this is what you're going to use for negotiations, it seems to be a firearm?" Ronan heard Leon's words, but his face softened a lot, but he still had a straight face.

"Yes, interested?" Leon tentatively handed the M1 carbine to Ronan.

Ronan didn't speak, just weighed the gun in his hand, and then learned the previous movements of Ferenze, and used the scope once, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

"I'm not against the use of this thing called a firearm, but presumably this thing, only you can take it out, it is indeed very useful, and it also has the effect of stargazing telescopes, but this weapon is too weak, I am afraid that the horses have used this thing, formed a dependence and habit, and forgot the bow and arrow skills and talents passed down from their ancestors. "

Ronan was telling the truth, and Leon agreed, but that didn't mean business couldn't be done.

"You can keep the tradition of bows and arrows, and besides, the use of this firearm is quick to use and easy to carry, even a foal can easily learn, and at the same time easily achieve the damage and range that you adult centaurs can do, and the overall strength of centaurs has been greatly improved, so, I think it can be used as a reserve weapon, after all, this is the Forbidden Forest, I don't think it will be safe for you to live here, will you?" Compared to a longbow that requires a lot of strength and incredible stamina to skill, in defensive situations, guns will obviously make it easier for you to deal with it physically.

"

"It's true that you don't need to rely on your own strength, even a foal can easily handle it, and I confess, I'm impressed. Ronan didn't hide it either, and replied bluntly.

But whether the final decision can be made depends on the answer of the elders. "

After that, Ronan reluctantly exchanged the gun to Leon, and then greeted Ferenze, and after discussing for a while, Ferenze walked to Leon's side after chatting with Ronan: "I guess my sister's lunch is ready, I'll take you to eat first." "

"Yes. Knowing that Ronan was going to see the elder, Leon threw the M1 carbine over: "Take it, it's more convincing to have the real thing in hand, but remember, the muzzle must not be aimed at your own people." "

"I see. Ronan didn't refuse, grabbed his gun, and ran deeper into the camp.

Leon, on the other hand, followed Ferenze back to the tent, and in the tent that he thought was empty, there was actually an extra centaur reading a book, and it was the "Song of Ice and Fire" that Leon had just brought.

Although Newt described in the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" that centaurs don't like to wear clothes, to Leon's disappointment, Ferenze's sister, a good-looking blonde centaur with a skin wrapped around her chest, suddenly Leon expressed his cordial greetings in his heart for Uncle Newt's one-sided understanding of centaurs.

"You're the Leon that Ferenze often mentions as a foal, but you're still a foal. The centaurs, or rather Thea, teased Leon.

"But his strength is comparable to that of any adult horseman. Ferenze helped Leon argue, then looked at the sealed iron pot on the table and sniffed his nose: "It's so fragrant, I smell this, I'm hungry again." "

"You can also eat some, after all, I cooked a lot. Thea lifted the lid and revealed the snow-white stew inside, fragrant, but not the smell of spices, but the aroma of the meat itself.

"Is this the leg of the eight-eyed spider?" Leon asked, looking at the flesh as white as snowflakes.

"Yes, taste it. Thea served a bowl to Leon, handed it to Leon at the same time, and said at the same time: "The book is very beautiful, look at the author's name, you wrote it yourself, this is really admirable." "

"Hmm. Leon replied casually, and then took a sip of the soup, and the sweet soup rolled into his throat with the hot air, which immediately made Leon's eyes light up.

He picked up a piece of meat with the fork handed by Thea and put it in his mouth, the meat stewed very badly, soft as a cake-like taste, except for the salty taste brought by the salt, there was no other seasoning to assist, but the meat itself brought its own fresh aroma and slightly sour taste, but it was unexpectedly fused, giving people a refreshing taste experience.

"It's a pity, I shouldn't have killed the eight-eyed spider's legs if I knew the legs of the eight-eyed giant spider were so delicious. Thinking of the pitiful number of eight-eyed giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest now, Leon felt a little sorry that the ingredients for an excellent shabu-shabu were gone.

"The destruction of the eight-eyed giant spider is still inconclusive, after all, we don't know if there are females among the remaining eight-eyed giant spiders in the Forbidden Forest, if there are, at most, five years, the new batch of eight-eyed giant spiders will bring us a great threat. "

Ferenze said worriedly, but then smiled again: "But the centaurs have already started to search for the traces of the eight-eyed giant spiders, as long as they are not allowed to escape this time, the future of the centaurs will be one less big threat." "

"Then congratulations in advance on your victory. Leon raised the bowl in his hand and said in blessing, then chatted with Ferenze as he ate.

I have to say that Ferenze, as a centaur, is still very talkative, even if the object of the chat is a wizard, he can describe the steauren's inherent impression and bad opinion of wizards in a very comfortable tone, and at the same time he also talked about his interest in the wizard's world, and when he has the opportunity, he plans to go to the wizard's world to see things like that.

"Maybe you can come to Hogwarts and apply for a position as a professor of divination. "