82. At the gymnasium (3)

Two days have passed since I returned to the county.

The schedule so far has been simple.

It seems that he keeps his words once spoken. Just as Shione said in the carriage, she had been shutting herself in the shooting range and shooting arrows.

He did it as if it were his duty to take a proper rest when he was tired, and hang an arrow on a string when his body regained vitality.

What I can do for my master who stubbornly shakes his head when I ask him how to rest for a bit is to correct her when her posture goes wrong.

It was all about giving feedback on her archery skills in moderation.

And today, as always.

“Ray, Ray.”

Jump.

Shione, who was rolling around after jogging in the morning, gets up from bed and calls my name.

“Now that the sun is up and we’ve rested, let’s go to the shooting range.”

Is this really the Sione Cianella of a year ago?

Looking at her past, Shione, who terribly hated going out of her nest, and her now, with her twisted and puffy belly, it’s true.

I wonder if people can change like this.

It’s a very satisfying development, but on the one hand, I was a little worried.

Even in the royal castle, except for banquet days and coming-of-age ceremonies, more than half of the day was spread out on the bed.

Now that she has become more passionate than anyone else, she has no choice but to be worried.

Isn’t there a saying that when a person changes drastically, the day of death is near.

“Why don’t you get some more rest? I’m worried that you’ve been moving your body too much for the past two days.”

“What, how is it? Even if it looks like this anyway-“

Shione stood up from her seat and spoke confidently.

“Isn’t it a body that has reached the level of a sword user? Don’t worry, you won’t get hurt just like this.”

Indeed. He wasn’t someone who halfway awakened to mana.

Even if you look like that, Shione is a sword user. Even though I am inexperienced in storing mana in my sword, there is no great difficulty in storing and operating mana in my body.

Her body, which has adapted to the accumulated mana, certainly won’t be damaged by shooting an arrow for just two days.

Yes, it won’t break, but… I’m sure her body is slowly accumulating fatigue.

Seeing her subtly overlooking the importance of her rest, I gladly spoke for her.

“Instead, promise to take enough rest in between. It’s good to keep working hard. Wouldn’t it be nice to take a break from time to time to reorganize?”

“Umm… If you say so…….”

My master, who had been talking for a while, starts looking at me with a coy look.

Then, the corners of the eyes that curled up playfully.

“Whoops.”

For some reason, Shione let out an artificial laugh.

She put my hands behind my back. With her hands behind her back, she approaches me with light steps.

Shione rushed right in front of me with a staccato-like gait.

As she leaned forward, she looked up at me and said.

“Ray. Are you so worried about me?”

Just looking at it, I could clearly see the answer I wanted.

I could have said it without thinking, but I decided to tune in to her for a while.

“Of course.”

In the same way, lower your upper body and touch Shione’s forehead.

“I have no choice but to worry, right?”

Her eyes trembled as if she hadn’t expected me to go this far.

Even just seeing her ears dyed in red was enough to confirm her reaction of bewilderment.

The one who joked first was Sione.

‘Once you start, you have to see the end.’

Because it’s not between another master and a servant, it’s between me and Sione.

As long as it’s a small prank, I don’t have much hesitation now.

I checked her emotional state with my own two eyes. With a light smile of pleasure.

Poof.

She snatched her hand, which she had hidden behind her body, and put on a handcuff.

“If you get a blister on your fine hands, let alone shoot an arrow… Wouldn’t it be difficult to hold hands like this with me?”

“Sir… ….”

Shione finally lowered her head and raised the white flag.

I looked behind Shione, who was standing stiffly in her place.

She brought the bow she had kept enshrined in one corner of her room and held it out to Sione.

“Since you said let’s go to the shooting range… Please take it.”

“Ooh… ….”

Shione looked back and forth between her own bow in my hand and her face at my face.

Poof!

Within seconds, after snatching the bow from my hand, Dodo also left the room first.

Watching her reaction like that, I burst out laughing.

* *

Unlike leaving my room hastily, Shione was waiting for me not too far away.

She was quietly walking toward the gymnasium without talking.

“Hmmm. Ray, I have something to tell you.”

Shione began to rhyme as she cleared her throat in a quiet atmosphere.

“You mean something?”

“Yes. Siabelle unni and your couple decided to have time after about 10 days.”

“After 10 days, you have plenty of time.”

“After a long carriage life, it was not long before she returned to her county house, and there is also the will of her older sister who was considerate of you… Apparently, she said that she had quite a few things to talk about with her mother about what was happening in the estate recently. From what I heard—”

Shione held her words for a moment, gently crossing her arms.

That’s for a while.

She spoke clearly as she untied her arms, which had been gathered together.

“I heard that there are a lot of strange monsters in the territory recently.”

“You mean monsters?”

“Yes.”

Shione nodded her head with a serious look.

“It’s fine if it’s a small, crappy creature like a goblin or kobold. I heard that this winter, even those who are exceptionally like orcs came down to the territory and interfered with it.”

“… That’s not good.”

“Isn’t it? My sister told me that not long before we came back, once an orc entered the territory and caused a disturbance, and the knights solved it.”

I thought, roughly agreeing with Shione’s words.

About goblins and kobolds, they’re insignificant, except for the fact that they’re a bit smarter than the other monsters.

As long as you don’t form a group with numbers that you can’t handle, it’s only if you want to be a farmer who usually lives with a scythe and cuts wheat.

You can harvest their heads as easily as harvesting fully ripe ears.

However, starting with Orcs, it is difficult to catch them unless there are several mercenaries or soldiers surrounding them.

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It would not be a very good situation for an orc to step into the territory.

I just hope that this is a sign that no more troublesome situations will arise.

* *

Me and Shione arrived at the shooting range.

The first time I saw my master who came to visit me when the sun was rising in the sky. The instructor at this shooting range hastily tried to please her. He accepted her naturally now.

Other archers did the same. Starting from the fact that Shione started handling her bow, everyone here now knows that it has excellent accuracy against fixed targets.

All of them were getting used to the existence of Sione.

Shione hung a quiver full of arrows in a corner of her shooting range and took her own position to shoot her bow.

I grabbed one of her protective gear from her shooting range and held it out to her before she fired her bow.

“Sione-nim, you forgot your protective gear.”

“Ah. Thank you.”

Shione showed her grin and she received her protective gear from me and put it on.

As the tension of the protests grew stronger, it wasn’t just betting on the protests. Because it can put a lot of strain on the knuckles that have to pull that tough string.

No matter how much mana you have, there’s nothing wrong with taking good care of your protective equipment. Two days ago, she had been shooting her bow while wearing leather shooting gloves.

Pulling protests with Mediterranean-type judicial measures. Hold the position with a dead release. Then, not only pouring mana into the arrowhead, but also trying to condense it somehow.

“Suck… !”

Wedge liquid!

It’s still not enough to add mana to the arrowhead. Shione fired her first arrow neatly and hit the center of the target.

I approached her.

“You seem to be familiar enough with the Mediterranean-style judicial system… Would you like to practice other tricks?”

“Really?”

I nodded at Sione’s words.

‘Well, let’s say it’s a new law.’

It’s a slightly modified version of the Mediterranean judicial system. There was nothing new or special about it.

A Mediterranean type of judicial practice in which an arrow shaft is held between the index and middle fingers, and the ring finger is also used to pull the string. A Flemish draw that removes the ring finger from this and pulls the string with only the index and middle fingers.

Since you have to pull the strings with two fingers instead of using three fingers, it will take some strength.

Interference with the arrow will be reduced, so the accuracy will increase considerably.

“It’s like the Mediterranean type of justice. Remove your ring finger from the protest and shoot with only your index and middle fingers.”

“I guess this is what you mean.”

Sione shot an arrow with the Flanders method.

The arrow, which flew boldly, flew without wavering and landed right in the center of the target.

“Oh. I only took off one ring finger. When it was shot It feels different when you aim.”

“Since you have to pull the string with two fingers, it will take more force, but the interference with the arrow is reduced. It will be less affected by hand tremor, so the accuracy will increase.”

Shione nodded.

After checking her reaction, I sat next to her and said.

“If you do, get back on your feet. I will tell you about other laws.”

The newly informed law was three under.

Further back than the collar of the arrow shaft. A herringbone, a v-shaped end for easy hooking of arrows to the string.

After hanging the herringbone on the string, the method of shooting is to pull the string lower than the arrow with the index finger, middle finger, and then the ring finger.

Somehow, the height of the arrow and the eyes are the same in the three-under law, so it is easy to aim at the target with the tip of the arrowhead, and the interference with the arrow is reduced, so the accuracy rate goes up.

I stood behind her and slowly taught her the Three Under method.

At first, Shione showed a very nervous appearance at the distance with me, but she soon followed my instructions and fired an arrow.

“… It’s amazing. I never thought I could shoot an arrow without picking it up.”

With those words, Shione said it was fun and shot arrows in Three Under for dozens of minutes, and eventually returned to her usual Mediterranean penal practice.

Now, this law is the most comfortable or something.

After informing her of her new law, I spent my time watching her quietly.

Outside the shooting range, at the gymnasium, the sound of soldiers and knights sharpening their swords began to be heard in earnest.

I said to Sione, who was taking a short break while shooting the bow.

“Shione-sama, can I talk to the knight outside for a while?”

“Knights and stories? What did you mean by talking to the knight?”

Shione tilted her head.

“Anyway, 10 days later, I have a sparring with Siabelle Cianella… Siabelle-sama, I wanted to get some help so that she could live up to her expectations—”

I said looking at the people swinging their swords under the high sun outside the shooting range.

“Dear Dioria, I would like to ask you about Siabelle’s swordsmanship.”