Iron Blooded Hound

Vast training area.

The sound of an arrow hitting a target in the distance is loud.

...Pack! ...pack! ...pack!

The archery students of Colosseum Academy are gathering for practice.

This was used primarily by cold-class archer students and, more rarely, by hot-class ranged magic students with unusually long ranges.

For the other students, it was a place where they didn't have to come as often because they only used bows in general education classes.

Of the few students here, Bianca was one of the most skilled archers.

She was also the leader of the Cold Class and was from the Usher family, also known as the Divine Archer family, and she was very good at shooting a bow.

...Pack!

Bianca's arrow hit a target a hundred meters away without spending a handful of mana.

White circle, black circle, blue circle, red circle, yellow circle.

All of Bianca's arrows were packed tightly inside this yellow circle.

"Wow, did you see that? Only 10 left."

"That's amazing. It's on a different level."

"That's enough to get a perfect score on the midterm test."

"...like the goddess of the hunt."

The students around him are also in awe of this. Godlike skills in archery.

But.

"Nine points; he has two mixed in. "The wind is not good today; the conditions are not good...'

In fact, Bianca herself was not satisfied, even if she managed to fit all the arrows into the smallest circle.

Being a perfectionist, she was frustrated by her inability to get all the arrows into the center, the smallest yellow circle.

Normally she would be happy that out of the 10 arrows she shot, she got 8 out of 10, 2 out of 9, and 98 out of 100.

But.

"...I don't like that."

Her paranoid obsession with scores grew worse day by day.

Phew!

A muffled sound came from the line of fire next to her.

Puff, puff, puff!

One after another without a break.

An arrow flew and hit the target, and before the sound died down, the next arrow flew right next to it and hit the target.

This happened to her 10 times in a row.

10 out of 10 arrows are worth 100 points.

"Oh, ten arrows."

Bianca lowered her bow in protest and frowned.

She turned around and saw a man standing in the lane next to her.

He had shaggy bangs that covered almost half of his face, fair skin, and simple clothing.

On average, he is slightly shorter and thinner than an 18-year-old boy.

Vikir. Asher Bianca's classmate from the same cold class B section.

Today too, he was standing expressionless in his hut while practicing his bow and arrow.

Kiririku.

Vikir shoots an arrow into his bow.

The target is 100 meters away.

A yellow circle with a diameter of 12.2 cm. It stands 1.3 meters above the ground and is shaped like the eye of a needle.

Tin-.

Vikir shot an arrow.

Pow!

Earn 10 points. This is the highest score a single arrow can achieve.

The students who were practicing shooting arrows around him stopped and gathered around him, observing Vikil's archery skills.

"Wow, he's a really good marksman."

"See that thing over there?"

"I just see a yellow dot."

"Isn't he Vikir?" He has the best handwriting."

"Oh, that cute boy? I can't see him with his bangs."

"Oh, that's an archer. For some reason, his mana reserves are low."

"Well, archers have low mana reserves. I don't mind if it's a little less.''

Meanwhile, Bianca, who was shooting a bow in the side lane, found herself in a strange situation. .

Asher Bianca of the Divine Archery Corps is an honor student with a reputation for his archery skills within the academy.

This means that when she is on stage, the audience's eyes must be directed towards her.

But she doesn't like people watching her film.

She says it makes her feel like a clown.

... But what about now?

All eyes are not on her, but on Vikil next to her.

It's not that she's disappointed in her lack of attention, but rather that the world seems to be quietly judging Vikhil's abilities as superior to her own.

"..."

Bianca turned her head to look at Vikir's archer's stance.

The ending was a mess.

Even though his words were empty, Vikir's attitude was not good.

Knocking, gripping, hooking, setup, drawing, anchoring, full drawing, releasing, branching through—nothing was perfect.

But.

Tin~.

As soon as Vikir releases the cue.

Pow!

The arrow flies and hits the target.

``I can't even see how he shoots while I'm watching.''

Vikir's posture is very relaxed, as if he has no structure or form.

It looked like a bow wielded by a forest savage.

"Such shots usually result in blind arrows. How on earth did this one hit?"

Bianca frowned and glared at Vikir.

She also parried the shot fiercely.

...Pack!

Arrow is reaching the 10-point mark.

Bianca did just as well, landing each shot right in the middle of the target.

Except for one thing: Vikir's arrow was a little different.

...Pack! ...pack! ...pack!

Puff puff puff puff puff!

The speed of the batted ball was different.

He fired one shot, which Bianca aimed at, while Vikiel fired his five or six shots in rapid succession.

The results were the same, but the speed at which arrows were spent made a big difference.

"Yay! You think you're fast!?"

Bianca bit his lip.

Contrary to her claims, Vikir wasn't just fast.

His arrows were fast and accurate, firing ten shots in succession.

On the other hand, Bianca, who had two 9-point shots due to a lack of concentration in the early stages, was clearly two points behind Vikir.

"From now on, I won't miss a single shot!"

A small difference in the first half becomes a big difference in the second half.

This is common in shooting lanes.

So Bianca was more focused on training than ever.

Finally, her last arrow in the demo hit the mark.

...Pack!

However, the result was disappointing.

Bianca's thumb slipped from her sweaty grip, and her arrow got stuck in her nine-point space.

"Damn!"

Bianca wanted to throw away her bow and run away to the mountains.

But she can't lose her mind here because there are many eyes watching her.

Be as calm as possible.

"The honor of a sacred archer cannot be underestimated!"

If the eldest daughter of the Usher family, known for her sacred archery skills, is surpassed by the archery skills of an ordinary person with no pedigree, then there is no doubt about it. Laugh around the world.

Kirik.

Bianca pulled his quiver, knowing that Vikir had stopped firing at some point on the next path.

All eyes are on the end of the point, the single shot.

Then.

Hehe.

The arrow flies through many layers of overlapping atmospheric walls.

It'll work.

...Pow!

Hit the center of the direct hit 10 squares away.

Ah.

I broke the first arrow in half.

"That's it!

Bianca exclaimed triumphantly.

141 10-point shots, 3 9-point shots.

She also fired two shots into the nail-sized X10 target. The first shot split in half, and the second shot hit.

In total, Bianca shot 144 arrows and scored 1437 out of 1440 points.

This was an unusually good performance, considering Bianca's scores are usually between 1433 and 1435.

Secondly, the presence of her pacer and rival, Vikhil, helped her maintain high concentration in the second half.

Meanwhile, viewers were impressed.

"This is amazing. She's a goddess.''

``That's right. The shot hit me in the middle of my foot. ``

''...! By the way, Vikir is great too!

My eyes once again focused on the alley where Vikir was.

When Bianca finished shooting her arrow, she too turned to Vikir.

"What is he doing?"

Bianca tilted her head slightly.

Vikir shot all his 143 arrows and held the last one in his hand for a long time.

Pinch.

No matter how tall and muscular a man is, the tension that sustains a shot cannot be ignored.

Especially when it doesn't cost mana.

But Vikir still stands there motionless, his bow drawn.

It's completely different from shooting arrows at breakneck speed.

"Why, why don't you shoot?"

"I don't know, dude." Maybe he's trying to concentrate.

``What do you think he's going to do at the end?''

``Won't he end up with a 10 anyway?'' There's no higher score than that. Just do what you did and get 10 points."

``Oh, if you can get 10 points this time, you'll get 1440 points out of 1440. That's great. I've never seen it before.''

``The school's formula so far

``That's right. The current head of the Usher family was a student at the academy about 30 years ago. We set an official record.''

``Well, it's a shame that it's an unofficial record. It could have been a historic moment.

The students who were watching also swallowed dry mouths.

"..."

Bianca, in the next row, did the same.

Tension in the stomach.

Then.

Phew!

Vikir's bow shot an arrow from the tip of its quiver.

The arrow hit the target with a dull thud.

"...!"

Everyone, including Bianca, widened their eyes.

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