The arrow is three inches down, there is an obvious bend, pinch the upper and lower ends of the bend, lightly buckle, only to hear a few soft sounds, the tough arrow body, it was broken into two!

It shows the power of the fruit that was thrown.

Just when I was surprised, Achilles made another move, he jumped high on the spot with both feet, that is, more than three meters high, and folded his hand, only to hear the click, the branch of the thickness of an adult's wrist was broken off by him.

With his feet firmly on the ground, he swept the branch in his hand, and suddenly his face turned fierce, and with a wave of his arm, he threw the branch out.

The branch was straight, and the fracture extended forward at an angle of thirty degrees, and the more it extended, the narrower the two sides became, and by the end of the branch, it was sharp enough to cut vegetables.

This broken branch was, at first glance, a naturally occurring short spear.

Achilles was seen holding a tree branch, his body slightly sideways, his right arm leaning back, and his left arm in front of him, like an athlete throwing a javelin.

In the next moment, he suddenly exerted his strength, and the branches of the trees were like missiles out of the warehouse, carrying a terrifying wind, passing through the forest, and after the blink of an eye, there was a roaring explosion, sawdust splashing everywhere, and stones flying wildly, startling the beasts in the forest and the birds colliding.

The rumble and roar in my ears continued, and I was so shocked by this terrible attack that my mind went blank for a moment, forgetting the fairy queen's earnest admonitions, forgetting the thrill of being assassinated before, and even forgetting whether I was holding the fruit in my hand.

When everything disappeared, I withdrew my gaze, stared blankly at the empty palm, and subconsciously looked around a few times, and finally my eyes stayed on the red fruit that had been bitten in the grass.

After a long silence, I raised my head, looked at Achilles, who was still sitting back and eating the fruit, and muttered, "This is ...... Do you have an all-out blow? ”

Achilles put down the fruit and said, "No. ”

"......"

When I had finished eating the fruit, I walked briskly to the meadow where the branches had hit.

At this time, there is no longer any grassland, but a piece of land where no grass grows.

In the middle of the land, a blurry pool of flesh and blood was pasted there, and it was difficult to make out what it once looked like.

My eyes twitched, and I stepped forward slowly, crouched down and looked through them for a long time, and finally found a few broken sticks of wood from the minced flesh, the edges of the sticks were regular, and the remaining surface was smooth and flat, and at a glance I knew that they were the unique parts of a medium-sized crossbow arrow.

But I'm not an expert, and it's hard to tell what kind of bow it is from the broken parts, and I can't tell the identity of the person from the mess.

Thinking of this, I looked bitter and rummaged through the scraps, collecting some of the scraps of wood that were barely intact, and putting them in a bag before returning to their original places.

Achilles ate the last fruit, threw away the pit, clapped his hands, and said, "You are also an adventurer who has experienced hardships, how can you become so listless after only one assassination?" ”

I sighed and said, "Assassination is as familiar to me as a daily occurrence, how could I be shocked and listless by an assassination, the reason why I am so powerless has nothing to do with assassination, but the person who assassinated me has become a puddle of shapeless rotten meat, and the bow and crossbow he holds have also been blasted into debris, and the only part that can be collected is still complete." ”

As I spoke, I pulled the pieces of wood out of my pocket and showed them to him.

Achilles frowned slightly and said, "It seems that I shot too hard." ”

"It's not your fault" I shook my head and said: "If it were me, in a hurry, the attack might be more ruthless and heavier, only blame this assassin, his own strength is not enough and he forcibly assassinated, it is simply a food delivery, not to mention that he was blown into mud, and he was blinded by a piece of grass......"

Achilles looked confused.

After that, we walked for a long time.

Maybe it's because the previous performance was too shocking, or maybe it's because there was only one assassin, anyway, in the time since then, I haven't encountered a deadly weapon, and I haven't found any stalkers.

When I got home, it was almost dusk.

Cagalli and the others had already returned, and were pulling Emily around the room to try on clothes.

I sat back on the sofa, first stretched my waist widely, then took the wood chips out of my pocket, put them on the coffee table, pushed them to Lirea, and said, "Help me take a look." ”

Lirea, who was sitting across from me, was wiping her delicate little crossbow with a clean handkerchief, and when she saw that I had pushed a small pile of wood waste to her, she looked at me suspiciously, and saw that I had no intention of joking, so she picked up one of them and examined it carefully.

After a few moments, she picked up another piece, fiddled with it a few times, put it back on the table, and picked up the next one.

In this way, Lirea tinkered for half an hour, and the originally scattered pieces of wood were assembled by her into a delicate strip of parts, and although a considerable part of the parts were broken, it could still be seen in its general appearance—it was the cross frame of a crossbow.

"It's a medium-sized crossbow," Lirea said, "It's not a product from Moonlight City, look here......"

She pointed to the two sections and the middle of the crossframe, and said seriously: "Our bow and crossbow beam in Moonlight City, the two sections are curved outward, and this one is curved inward, and here in the middle, we have several grooves here, each of which is different in size, the purpose is to ensure that the arrow path does not deviate when several arrows are fired in a salvo, but this beam is different, it has only one groove, although the polishing technique is more fine, but it is still far less than our means. ”

Our Clan means?

Are you referring to the means of the elves, or the means of the elves?

I thought this to myself, but I didn't dare to say it, so I asked, "In your opinion, will it be the Terran or some other race that uses this bow and crossbow?" ”

"Anyway, the decent army of Moonlight City will definitely not use it" Lirea said: "Every bow and crossbow among them is better than this, other than that, I can't be sure who will use it, after all, this thing is sold in other towns except Moonlight City, and the price is very cheap." ”

"That's right," I said, a little discouraged, leaning back on the couch again, frowning in thought.

Lirea stared at me, and also exhaled, wiping the delicate little crossbow as she said, "What, you were assassinated again today?" ”

"No," I said, "I was shot with an arrow and missed." ”

"Isn't that a good thing?" Lirea said, "Do you want to be shot?" ”

"It's not," I shook my head and said, "It's just that at that time, Achilles was also present, and in a hurry, he directly came to remember the long-range throw, and blasted the assassin, along with several square meters of grass around him, into slag, and when I went to the front to check the situation, what I saw was a piece of minced meat, and I couldn't find even a fist-sized one, and the last clue that could be found was quite complete, and it was just this pile of broken wood." ”

(End of chapter)