The red-haired Deputy Captain Mique laughed heartily, thinking that being a captain makes one think too much, not as carefree as before. He pounded his own chest forcefully, patted the greatbow on his back, and the quiver at his waist, smiling as he spoke.
"Don't worry! With these things here, once we dive into the southern forests, we'll find all sorts of food! The village by the river is gone; it doesn't matter! Being so close to the sea, the firearms made it impossible to hide. The stone projectiles shot by the cannon are like thunder, terrifying, so better to stay far away for safety... Moreover, this land is too flat. Facing a herd of wild buffalo in open terrain is hard! Those demon-like four-legged cavalry aren't they riding people's buffalo? We should lure them into the mountains or forests to see how we can deal with them..."
