"HAHAHAHA! Did you see that old face of Jamie's?" Stan burst out laughing.
The family was naturally overjoyed. They had not expected that the Lawyer would solve the problem as soon as he arrived.
They all felt the 10 pounds had been well spent.
Stan asked Hobart, "Lawyer, how did you know the boars would definitely run toward my Forest Farm? Jamie couldn't even chase them away! Hahahaha."
Hobart thought, Of course, I used my Extraordinary Ability to distort the thoughts of those three sows. And the piglets would only follow the sows.
Using his Extraordinary Ability to distort the thoughts of sows for a commission that only paid 10 pounds made Hobart feel rather sorry for his own abilities, as though he were making them seem cheap.
But he said, "I happened to have read some books about the habits of wild animals. When it comes to hunting experience, I'm certainly no match for you, but I know more about the habits of wild boars.
"Your Forest Farm is better suited to growing the food they need, so after being frightened, they would run this way."
Stan said, "Knowledge truly is wealth. I've hunted all my life, yet I never knew any of this."
By the time they returned to Stan's farmyard, it was already around one in the afternoon. Stan's family warmly invited Hobart and the coachman to lunch.
While they were eating, the unhurried sound of hoofbeats on the road drew everyone's attention.
Three Knights dressed in riding clothes approached at an unhurried pace.
From a great distance away, Hobart recognized one of them. He was the man who had introduced Hobart as "the Commodore's son" at the previous Mercenary Club gathering.
Hobart remembered that his name was Harvey Hayden. He looked like the leader of the