Oliva looked up in surprise… that metal eagle flying quite high did look rather familiar.
Come to think of it, Gilbert really did like birds.
But unlike those small birds that could live on flies and mosquitoes, hawks and eagles were creatures he'd only ever seen in paintings.
The Mages hadn't failed to research why these animals had disappeared.
After all, in theory, with bugs, Black Taro, and some wild grasses that Humans couldn't eat, it shouldn't have been enough to wipe animals out so completely.
Yet the result of the research was… the world's degeneration was far, far too fast, so fast that before the animals could change their own habits, they had already run out of food.
No matter how tenacious a lifeform is, it can't change its diet and its ability to capture food in such a short time.
Even powerful Flying Eagles couldn't quickly learn to catch palm-sized, extremely fast little birds in midair.
Their talons, when turned on those small birds, were a bit too big.
