Dungeon Reset

- Reward: You'll see the target in your eyes.

A sinister head tilts toward the reward of a strange nuance.

“It's definitely not a skill... …. What's the reward? ”

[I can see the target. Invisible?]

“I don't see it. ”

I looked around hard, but I didn't see any targets.

“This is a Bow-related reward. Do I need to see you holding a bow? ”

[Maybe. But, sir, do you have a bow?]

He shrugs.

“None.”

[Whew. The first person to catch a universal eagle with an arrow doesn't have a bow in his hand. Dungeons often strap on their legs.]

“Let's make one. ”

A charm that begins to pull something from its possessions in a frightening way.

The rabbit makes a silly face.

[No, in this case, isn't it usually a good idea to go on an adventure to find items? Why do you want to make it so obvious?]

“Is it faster to make it when you're looking for it? ”

A bow is a weapon that even primitives can make.

I made a bow out of resilient wood, and all I had to do was attach a rope to both ends.

I was able to make enough of the ingredients I had.

[Bow tendon again?]

It was a rabbit with a sneaky idea, but I bought it only for ridicule.

“Bow to tendon? Not a chance in hell. It's neither thin nor short. Besides, after a while, it's just dried meat, not rope. Rot and food waste. ”

[…….]

It was a fact-fitted rabbit.

I guess everyone does what they make. The rabbit decided to just shut up and watch.

In fact, all of the sinews of the one-horned Boar that were used as a bony armor splice the other day were rigid.

It was fine as it was for a solid hold, but the bow line had to remain resilient.

“Bow rope. There's a lot of rope left tied up because I was bored last time anyway. ”

Jungdown laughs and uses the energy of a unihorned Boar.

I bent the branches from my belongings one by one.

Qajik, the rope!

A few broken branches do not break, but bend well.

I trimmed it with a knife, then bent it to C and hung a rope at both ends.

“Done.”

[Huff. Faster!?]

It wasn't a three-minute meal, and in three minutes a bow popped up.

Of course, not to the Myeonghong Palace, but at least the bamboo bow the Dark Mo archers carry seems to be of a level.

Jungdown picks it up and draws an arrow from the arrow launcher.

Then I hung up my bow and pulled the demonstration.

“Is this how you shoot a bow? ”

I was a little clumsy.

No, it was so clumsy that the rabbit giggled.

[Look at the poor posture. Who shoots bows like that? As expected, is just the perfect production job.]

“Shut up. Who was born with arrows?" Huh? You see the real target? ”

[sighs]]

Jungdown bursts into elasticity.

As I aimed at the bow, I saw a red dot in front of my eyes like a laser pointer.

And it moved around in the direction of the arrowhead.

“Aha, this is it. Looks like a shooting game. ”

The point where the arrow is pointed seems to be marked with a red dot.

It's like a sniper's laser sight.

It was different that the red dot was visible only to his eyes.

“Shall we shoot? ”

Jungdown takes a deep breath and aims at the far wall and pulls the bow back.

But…….

“Huh? What's wrong with this? ”

Something was wrong.

The red dot does not appear on the wall, but it keeps pointing to the wrong place.

“Is it broken? ”

It was the same when I turned the bow around and aimed again.

The target does not appear where it wants to be, and the pathetic point is to the ground or the ceiling.

What are you doing without firing?]

Let's lay our hands on a bow that's been pulled straight down by a rabbit's urge.

Tearing!

“Oh?”

[sighs]

Arrows bounce off the ropes and bounce off in strange directions!

The swirling arrow, like the wings of a helicopter, eventually stabbed directly above the red target on the ground.

Puck.

The rabbit said seriously.

[You really can't shoot a bow.]

“... because it's my first time. ”

You gaze down at the blushing arrows that are stuck in the ground.

Yeah, it was all about archery in the first place.

The ‘target’ was telling us exactly where the downward arrow was going to arrive from the beginning.

“Not where I'm going, but where I'm actually going to hit... ”

[This is some kind of forecasting skill. You're clever. You can even predict with his bare hands.]

“ ……. ”

Jungdown puts another arrow in his bow without a word and shoots at the rabbit.

Ti Yong-!

[Hiic!?]

The rabbit leans in awkward, but the arrow flies to the wrong place again.

No, it flew to the ceiling where the target was picking up.

Finger-

Tsk, tsk.

“…… I feel pale. ”

This time, I didn't put an arrow in it. I hit the ceiling and fell into the floor.

Anyway, I hit the target again, but I felt very depressed.

A lesser Alpha comforts him.

< You have no talent for bows, but you are very good at bow-making. >

“…… Shut up. I hate you more. ”

< ……? >

Already, the rabbit was rolling around the floor, grabbing the boat and laying it down.

[You really are a creepy bowman. Production recognition!]

Pussy.

What are you, half-assed?

Even though I hit the target, I couldn't hit where I wanted to hit.

“Oh, let go. I'd rather give you a bow or something like that as a reward. ”

I admired ['s Bow skill.Why would you give me another bow skill? It's natural to give them abilities.]

“Damn it.”

I couldn't argue with him because he was so right.

I felt like I needed to practice archery in the future.

However, the problem was that he had a bad attitude and no basic skills at first.

“You can do it.... ”

[Fighting! will be able to do well. Practice is a kind of nogada. Chuckle.]

‘... Should I shoot him? ’

This evening was a serious consideration of bunny meat.

The rabbit will not know. There's a red dot on the middle of his forehead right now.

However, Jungdown was suddenly surprised when he realized that he was not aiming the bow.

“… Huh? You can see the real target. ”

You can see the target just by holding a bow and arrow in your hand? No way.

Suddenly, he throws his bow to the ground and looks back at the rabbit with an arrow in his hand.

And he still has a red dot on his forehead!

And this time there was a bull 's-eye in the crosshairs!

“I don't think I need to shoot this thing with a bow. ”

[Hey, wait! Stop!]

The rabbit panics and covers its forehead as it suddenly gets into a pose to throw a straight arrow with his bare hands.

[You're not going to throw that, are you? It's dangerous because it's jammed through!]

“Oh, right. ”

Jungdown turns his gaze away and throws the arrow in reverse, throwing it away like a spear.

Hooray! Hooray!

Surprisingly, the arrows hit exactly where they wanted to be!

“Oh? That's right! ”

[Oh, really? Can you hit it even if you don't shoot with a bow?]

“No, not unconditionally. The target keeps moving as I bounce off my shoulders. ”

[But is it easier to throw than to bow?]

“Yes, it is. If it's not a moving target, it's a real gray hairball. ”

His expression brightened.

For the first time, you have the ability to attack!

“Oh, can I throw a stone, then? ”

Suddenly, you pick up a stone.

By the way, do you see the target?

“Oh, this works, too. ”

Wheeeek, just right!

The stone was hit exactly by the target. There were no errors.

“And the iron rod? ”

I also pulled out my most used iron tack in combat, and I saw a bull 's-eye!

It was heavy and long, so it was easier to throw than a stone or an arrow.

“This is it! This is it! ”

[After all, it's that iron rod again? I'm going to get a grip on a skill like this. Clumsy.]

“How about throwing a rabbit? Aniet? I see the target too!? ”

[…… sorry. Stop putting me down because I did something wrong.]

I lowered the rabbit back down to put it on the ground.

However, this meant that anyone who threw anything could see the target.

“But I need to practice my bow from now on. It's a lot longer to use a bow than just throwing it. ”

So was Griffith this time, and when I think about it, it was always a matter of fighting those with wings.

If you can use this target's abilities properly, it's not a dream to shoot them down with a ranged attack.

“Now let's check out the loot!? ”

As far as loot goes, Griffith's body was all he had left.

Appraises the appraiser as if the Alpha had waited.

< Excellent sacrifice. This should cover all the vital energy we've lost in this battle. >

The voice mutters with a serious expression.

“Then, is it chicken tonight? ”

Chicken?

“Chicken!”

The magic word that chokes and chokes at the end of the sentence, Chicken!

The bird-like part of the vulture's body was its wings, head, and forefoot.

That means!

“You can eat legs and wings! By the way, these are my favorite parts. ”

The rabbit asked with a shivering expression.

Are you sure you want to eat this, sir? Griffith?]

“Uh, you're going to eat, right? ”

[Hiik? Me too?]

The rabbit glances up at the corpse of the giant Griffith.

A rabbit eats a vulture?

[Degree, Challenge!]

It was a moment when the relationship between the predator and the prey was reversed.

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to collapse.

I realized something important.

“Oops, I can't make fried clothes because I don't have any flour..." ”

That's it, no starch, no milk, no eggs. Why are there so many things that aren't really here...?

But he made a bold decision like a vulture.

“Then we'll go to the smoked chicken! Bunny, pluck them all! It's a party! I'll get the cider! ”

[Ahhhh! I'm the master of plucking hair again! I hate Saidas!]

The rabbit bravely climbs over Griffith and starts plucking his feathers.

In the meantime, Jungdown turns his attention elsewhere.

Griffith's Nest!

A huge nest made entirely of wooden pillars by Griffith was filled with strange rocks that emitted bright light.

The reason why this cave was so bright without a torch was because of these rocks.

As he climbs up the nest, you feel a warm energy.

“What's this? Why does the stone glow? ”

Alpha replied:

< It is called sunstone. >

“Solar stone? What's that? ”

< A stone that literally holds the energy of the sun. I used to use it to light up underground temples. >

“Aha, you used it as a torch. Like a fluorescent light. ”

< Since sunstones shine forever, they have been treated as a very precious treasure since time immemorial. >

“Hmm. Treasure... ”

Looking at this bright, warm light, I can understand that it was a precious treasure.

“Then why are there so many such precious things? It turns out it's Griffith's egg or poop or something. ”

< No, Griffios has a habit of collecting things in his nest because he likes shiny things. I think I got it from somewhere. >

“Big guy, like a crow. Anyway, that's great."

Seeing a pile of sunstones piled up inside a giant nest, the chunky smile creaks.