It snorted casually a couple of times.
With a root, a bite, and a toss of its head, it shoveled a large patch of grass into its mouth.
The dried mulberries sprinkled among the blades were eaten along with them.
"OINK OINK~"
The wild boar was quite pleased with the taste of this grass. It had the fresh aroma of the fields, but also a pleasant sweetness.
It soon spotted a broken-open Gray Sweet Potato in the pile of grass. The exposed flesh of the tuber had already oxidized, turning slightly yellow.
The wild boar took a huge bite, and its juices burst forth.
As if it had found a delicious treasure, the wild boar let out two happy grunts and even wiggled its body.
It turned its head to eat more of the grass, its hooves shifting without a thought.
"SNAP!!!"
The heavy-duty Beast Trap snapped shut in an instant, like a monstrous, gaping maw clamping down.
The giant wild boar froze, a rough, hard grunt rumbling from its throat.
