episode_0035
by fnovelpiaKarami left a message for Loperman, telling him that he would come to see him soon.
To erase the unfortunate incident that came from that side first. Of course, the exact date was not announced.
It was true that it was urgent, but there was no need to set the bomb’s time limit manually. The plan was to buy as much time as possible by pushing and pulling.
‘The key is how fast Arphia grows…’
Fortunately, just like how one can become skilled at riding a bicycle once, Arphia’s archery practice began to gain momentum as she successfully hit the target.
Fixed objects are basic.
It even pierces through falling leaves.
In addition, we also practiced drawing a parabolic trajectory for the arrow rather than a straight line, so that we could hit targets behind obstacles.
However, it was still not enough. My archery skills would improve the more I shot, but my actual combat experience was at rock bottom, so I was an Arpia.
Even though various corrections helped her, experience was something she had to experience herself to grow. If she got nervous in a real match, she would be in trouble.
Fortunately, Arphia had someone who could make up for her weaknesses.
“Don’t panic. Battles are a battle where a split second determines victory or defeat. If you panic, that’s the end.”
“Is it as easy as it sounds…!”
The forest where we always train.
Victor joined the training.
Arpia gritted her teeth and moved her bow around, but all she saw was a tree. All she could see was Victor’s afterimage.
Victor’s movements were a few beats faster. By the time he took aim, Victor’s new form had long since disappeared.
Sarak.
A sudden sensation. Arpia quickly turns her bow. However, what is there is not Victor, but a fluttering weed. A dagger appears from behind Arpia’s neck, who is flustered.
A drop of cold sweat falls from Arphia’s cheek as the oppressive air presses down on her.
“… lost.”
Arphia surrendered, raising her bow-wielding arm. Victor put away his dagger. He made a displeased expression and clicked his tongue.
“Tsk tsk, why are you reacting so late? If this were real, I would have been stuffed in an aristocratic art gallery.”
“No matter what you say, it’s like that…! In the first place, there’s no way an archer could win against an assassin in a place with so many obstacles!”
“I know that the elves’ main stage is the forest.”
Arphia, who was about to rebel, shut her mouth tightly at the correct argument.
It was true. The elves who lived in the forest their whole lives walked around the forest like it was their living room. While others stumbled here and there, the elves moved freely and hunted intruders.
But now, Arphia’s bedroom was being trampled by others.
“There’s nothing you can do. It’s impossible to detect the enemy while focusing on the bow. Do you know how much nerves are consumed when shooting a bow?”
“That doesn’t make sense. Why bother looking for the enemy? Just feel it.”
“How do you feel? How?”
Arpia tilted her head as if she really didn’t know. Victor couldn’t stand her behavior and got angry.
“You’re not an elf! Open your ears! Read the air currents! Feel the sounds of nature! ”
“Oh… Master. You know that even though you’re not an elf. That’s amazing.”
Victor shut his eyes tightly.
“Anyway, you know what I’m trying to say, right?”
“Yeah, a little bit.”
“A little bit… Yeah. Where did you do even a little bit?”
There’s no need to explain it any further. It’s faster to experience it yourself.
Another practical training session to learn the teachings. Victor disappeared in an instant, and Arphia took a deep breath and opened her ears.
Arphia trying to feel nature. This behavior was awkward for her.
For Arphia, who spent most of her days suffering and becoming drunk, it was a luxury to leisurely enjoy the beauty of nature.
“Hoo… .”
But now I have to do it. I want to do it.
I was born as an elf and now I know how much fun it is to handle a bow. I want to go further.
‘Enough to be acknowledged by everyone.’
I have no intention of stopping here.
When you concentrate, you can feel many things clearly.
Sounds of the forest.
The wind on your skin.
There is also a sense of alienation that comes from there. It is small, but it is definitely felt.
The old man’s characteristic smell that drifts into his nasal passages on the wind.
The sound of small animals and insects running away in fear!
Percussion!
Arphia threw herself sideways. She spun around in the air and pulled back the bowstring that had the arrow attached.
Squeak.
widely!
He aimed for the sky and shot an arrow.
At first glance, it looks like shadow boxing. However, shadows fill in where there was nothing.
Victor, who had slipped on the floor, appeared where Arpia had been standing. It was a move that seemed to have seen the future. It was not an arrow but a dagger that cut through the air.
Victor’s eyes widened as arrows rushed before his eyes. He twisted his body with strange reflexes, and the arrow grazed his arm.
Victor was about to attack again before he could even recover from his collapsed posture, but Arphia, who had been lying down and had attached a new arrow, was aiming at him.
The distance was not that far, so it was obvious whose weapon would reach first.
“I think I was faster this time?”
Victor, with surprised eyes, soon raised his hand with a bitter smile.
“I lost.”
As soon as the words of surrender came out of Victor’s mouth, the corners of Arphia’s mouth twitched. He jumped up from his seat and came over with brisk steps, excitement gushing out from him that he couldn’t hide.
“How was it just now? Was it okay?”
“Honestly, it’s unbelievable. I never thought I’d be able to apply it to real life.”
“Huh, I learn very quickly.”
My learning ability is not that fast.
As he gets older, Victor’s body is not what it used to be. However, that doesn’t mean he is so weak that he can be outdone by a rookie archer with zero combat experience.
It was because Arphia’s growth rate far exceeded Victor’s expectations. Are all elves like that? Life was becoming meaningless.
Karami, who had been sitting with his feet together and watching, shook off the grass, got up, and slowly walked over.
“Are you done?”
“You have the minimum standard.”
“If you fall into an enemy trap, can you survive?”
“Hmm, it’s hard to say for sure. The growth rate is definitely fast and the potential is sufficient, but it still lacks a secret weapon.”
“A move of the spleen… .”
Karami took Victor’s advice seriously.
There is no spleen.
In other words, it means that there is no finishing move.
Victor can create dozens of daggers with his shadow. If that is an out-of-the-blue magic, Arphia’s archery is on the level of a circus act you would see in real life.
The difference runs counter to the grain.
In time, we may be able to conquer the world with one arrow, but the important thing is that now is not the time.
‘It must be because the order is messed up.’
The original route is as follows.
Restore the broken Arphia and win the Slave Festival event to determine the best slave.
You can use the items you get there to solve the spirit of Arphia, and then increase your power. For example, you can learn archery that combines the power of the spirits, or even spirit magic.
In the end, what this means is that if you can’t use the spirits, you can’t break through Arphia’s limits.
‘There’s a way to just take out the items….’
Karami glanced at Victor and tilted his head.
‘Sigh, it’s ambiguous.’
It’s a bit odd to just have them infiltrate without even knowing where the items are. In the end, it’s also annoying that Victor is so reliant on them.
Karami was thinking deeply.
The answer came sooner than I thought.
‘You can just bring it yourself.’
***
There is one huge building in Noktar that rivals the lord’s castle.
Desert Rose Top.
We are walking towards it now.
I dragged it out as long as I could. If I delayed it any longer, it would be too late, so I had no choice.
Now that there was no reason to hide, Arphia took off her robe. She could feel the attention of people on her.
The hikikomori elf is restless and twitches his body as if he finds the gaze burdensome. If I had that face, I would be wandering around the world.
“Is the store okay?”
Arpia, with a nervous expression on her face, asks that question. Arpia, who has grown attached to the children while spending time with them, is worried about the store.
I was worried that they might raid the store to take hostages.
“It’s okay. Because the Master is here.”
I’m not particularly worried. Unless they bring in someone more skilled than Victor. And it’s not like it’s easy to find someone like that.
It’s not the kids we should be worrying about, it’s us.
Likewise, Arpia keeps breathing deeply, as if she is nervous. You can see the strength in her hand holding the bow.
“Can I do well? I trained with the master, but this is my first real fight, so I’m nervous… .”
“You’ll do well. I saw you practicing hard.”
“… Yeah, that’s right. Thank you. I feel a little relieved when you say that. ”
As we reached the upper building, the man standing at the door approached us.
“Could it be the slave messenger and elf who made an appointment with the Lord of the Upper Room today?”
“That’s right.”
“Welcome. The Lord is waiting for you.”
We followed a man who appeared to be an employee into the building. As I had guessed from the outside, the interior was splendid, as befitting the description of a collection collector.
A chandelier with a soft light.
The floor of the central hall was made of polished marble, and the red carpet laid across it was decorated with ornate patterns.
The animal statues looked like they were alive animals that had been petrified and stuffed, ready to wake up at any moment.
‘That’s all mine?’
I have to be careful not to get hurt.
“Oh, you finally came. I’ve been waiting for you with bated breath, wondering when you’d come.”
Loperman came down the central staircase with his arms wide open. ‘You’re finally here,’ he said, but to me it sounded like, ‘These bastards are finally here.’
And what is missing from my neck? I don’t know if it’s because it’s buried in my flesh.
I almost said that~
I smiled brightly as if I was grateful for the welcome.
“I’m sorry to keep you waiting. I’m honored to be invited.”
“Hehehe, what an honor. I, I should be grateful that the famous slave messenger teacher came to see me.”
“Hahahaha.”
“Hehehehe.”
We looked at each other and laughed for a long time.
“Mom, since you’ve come all this way, why don’t you take a look around? I’ll show you around myself.”
“Oh, I was just wondering, so I won’t decline. Let’s go, Arpia.”
Arphia looks at him with displeasure. He came here to fight, but it seems he doesn’t like being told to just watch.
But this is a rare opportunity?
I’m just trying to learn the structure of the building, not looking around out of curiosity.
As I nodded with a smile, Arphia let out a sigh of resignation. We started to follow the greedy pig.
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