Hill let out an almost imperceptible sigh, trying not to draw attention.
He actually bore some responsibility for what had happened to the Duchess.
After all, her family of three had originally been destined for his dinner plate.
The Duchess was actually very intelligent. Yet the first to awaken as magical beasts and earn their release had been Duke and Jack, who were not even half as clever as she was.
The Duchess knew perfectly well that if she could not get out soon, the immense amount of fat she had accumulated would be the death of her. That was why she had become so desperate for food that could provide her with large amounts of energy.
Every day, she ate until she threw up.
Cows could chew their cud. Pigs... when they threw up, they simply threw up.
During that period, the Duchess's temper had grown steadily worse. She wanted to take a bite out of everything she saw.
Then she had become especially sensitive to energy.
Otherwise, after charging out of the little pasture, she would never have inflicted such psychological trauma on the plants in Hill's Valley... even the strongest concealment abilities were as good as nonexistent before this sow.
Of course, the most important thing was that every magical beast gained an innate trait when it awakened.
Duke, for instance, had Thick Hide.
Jack had Charge.
Those suited the lives the two pigs had led.
The first half of Duke's life had actually been quite good.
To catch the eye of the slightly more intelligent Duchess, he had undoubtedly been the strongest, most impressive boar in the pigpen.
Besides, he could eat and ram with the best of them. No other pig could compete with him or dare approach his trough before he had eaten his