Through Lyla, she was to be taught a bow by Fran, a member of her Adventurer Party.
Having had Lyla install a promise with a light knoll that she had asked for beforehand, I was moving to the guild's training ground, which she had designated as a training place, along with Schiff and Lime, and Reefa, who was free.
On the spot were Lyla, Fran and Keel, who were slightly bickering, and waved to welcome us when they noticed what we looked like.
"Well, we'll see from the top."
"No, you won't either?"
"Yeah, 'cause I don't know where to fly"
I don't know if it's as good as being conscious or not trying to fix it.
Both Lyla and Mr. Keel said they were watching up there, and they even went with Reefa to the audience seats they had set up for the training ground.
When I was left on the spot, I lowered my head to Fran, checking the bow I was putting on my back.
"Thank you for today"
"It's Lila's favor. Instead, be prepared because I'll be strict."
"That's where you want to be"
"Whoa! You're a boy. I don't hate that. Well, let's do it quickly."
Fran has a bow in his hand that doesn't seem high enough to compare to mine.
I take out my bow just as nervously.
Schiff sits right beside me and Lime fits in the water bottle as usual.
"There are a few important things about dealing with bows, and you have a posture first. It's important to stretch your spine and keep an eye on your goals."
"Yes."
"All you have to do is remember the angle of your arm, the angle at which the arrow falls, and change the force applied or subtracted depending on the distance -"
Remove the arrow from the arrow barrel attached to the waist belt and place it on the bow.
Quiet, she pulled the string with her fingers without sound, and looked at what was ahead of her gaze - let go of her fingers.
An arrow that leaves the bow and flies straight.
It hit the middle of the target with no dimension or madness and sounded like a Vivin.
"Let it go like this"
……
Mm, that sounds difficult.
Fran smiles with a tickle when she sees my face if her heart was on her face.
"If you get used to it, you can grab it with your senses. It's okay, I'll take a good look at it, so let's do our best."
"Yes!"
Do the numbers for now.
There is no shortcut between study and training.
I snorted at Fran's words and went to the training in front of me to learn how to handle bows and arrows.
Two hours from training.
Meanwhile, he kept shooting arrows as he pinched his break, but it took him quite a while to grasp his senses.
Too much string pulling made my fingers hurt, but two or three times out of ten it started to hit target, and I think there has been progress.
"Huh - Shh!"
Release the arrow with repeated movements today.
It flies in a straight line while drawing a mountainous orbit - hitting a position slightly off the middle.
"You swallow faster than I thought."
"I think it took a lot of time..."
"You touched the bow recently, didn't you? Unless you've been hunting or something since you were a kid, but it's pretty much the first time you're good at it."
Oh, really?
No, I have no idea the criteria, so I can illuminate things that aren't realistic but still illuminate.
But according to Fran's story, you can't just stand on a bar and release arrows to act as an adventurer. From an unstable posture, it is important for bowmen to unleash precise arrows as they sometimes move and engage in tricky battles.
"If you even grab a hang-up, the next step is to remember what it feels like. It's something you can wear every second if you repeat your training and practice."
"You mean you only have practice."
"That sort of thing"
--Oh, yeah.
Do you want me to do the Lime bow mode so I don't forget what I'm feeling right now?
I give my hand to Lime in the water bottle. [M]
"Lime, would you look like a bow?"
"Queue"
"Schiff, come here too."
"Uhm."
The appearance of lime on the palm changes elongated from a water bottle to a silver bow.
I switched it from my right hand to my left, and I wear a shiv transformed from a black cat to a hat.
"That's what Mithril Slime can look like..."
"If you look like this, you can't pull strings with normal force, so have Schiff apply physical enhancement."
"Hey, can I pull it off for a second?"
"Lyme, okay?"
"Cu!"
Give Fran, who looks intrigued, a lime that is deformed into a bow.
"I can't normally think of a misrilled bow or anything...... wow, the strings are really hard. I can't help you."
"Um, seriously, it's something that's just for kite."
"Exactly. Can I ask you to let me try?"
"Absolutely."
Ask Mr. Fran to return the lime and stand in front of the target about ten meters away.
Slowly breathing and making sure there was no one behind or around the target, I watched the arrows and squeezed the strings as Schiff reinforced my arms.
Because of its hardness, a critical sound rings from the string.
———!
"That sounds amazing..."
If you notice, you were also gathering the gaze of the adventurers who were training elsewhere and the reefers in the audience, but only now do you ignore it and stop breathing.
Securely, with my goal in the center, I quietly release my finger.
"Shh!"
The arrows released thrust straight and targeted thanks to the practice.
I thought it was done! The arrow that struck directly at the target --smashed it into pieces of wood and pierced it into the white wall behind it.
"Ah..."
……
Moments, silence dominated that noise-filled training ground.
I knew it was powerful, but isn't this the kind of thing that gets stuck in wood, depending on its size, if it hits a biological demon directly?
Again, when I recognised the strength of Lime's deformed bow and pulled her cheeks together, Fran, with the same expression as me, rang out reluctantly.
"Kite. Are you sure, Tamer?"
"It should be."
"You've got a really scary kid junior year. I'm looking forward to the future, but I might be a little scared."
"In the meantime, its bow is forbidden to use here because it is dangerous," so Lime's bow version was sealed on this occasion.
Surely you shouldn't use it because you can't break it either way.
"As it is, well, you've largely grasped the feel of the bow, and let's do a magical combined application next"
"Magic combined...... application?"
"It's quicker to look than to explain."
That's what Mr. Fran sets up the bow and arrow.
Then from her hand pulling the string, something like an electric shock emanates.
It envelops the entire arrow, while she releases it.
"---Ma, dazzle"
Then, the arrows released strike directly at the target with intense light and electric shock.
It burned the target, emitting lightning like thunder.
Having managed to see it through, I am stunned by its power.
"You let the arrows wrap their magic around you, didn't you? Lord Fran."
"Yes, it's a little hard to handle, but doing so allows for a magical attack at a long range."
Mr. Fran urges me to shoot an arrow as I nod at the sif's words in my hat.
Let the arrows wrap their magic around them.
In my case, is it close to wearing magic? [M]
"I'll try..."
Put up a bow and cover the arrow with pure demon magic, just like Fran did earlier.
I made sure the golden magic covered the arrow. I set it up - release it.
The bow, which flew straight away just like earlier, hits the target, scattering a golden light like a small fireworks, disappearing as it were.
... this is all?
"Eh, plain."
More like this, something that doesn't glow like Mr. Fran?
Mr. Fran has a subtle face, too, and he usually snaps.
"Oh, kite! You won't be depressed! Sounds like you're using your abilities!! If you're pure demon magic, you can use it as bait to bring out monsters!!"
"Oh, thank you. Sif."
"Besides, you have me and Hakuro. If you are an attribute, you can say that you have three times more than a regular person!!"
Sure, so is that.
I'm the only magic of pure demons to be decoy on my own, but as a Tamer, I can be strong everywhere by joining forces with the Shifs.
Once again I recognize it, I pull the arrow out of the arrow to continue practicing as I rebuild my broken heart.
"Oh, and how do you fight for proximity? Hold the arrow, Hyun-hyun, Gussa! What?"
"Yes, no, I won't"
"Really? I wonder why no one wants to do it... even though it's convenient"
Mr. Fran waves his arms with his fingers as he twirls.
This person, too, secretly thought that things had changed.