Chapter 2 Archery
At three o'clock in the afternoon, all classes were over, and Saul, at Mark's urging, packed his things and headed to Garden Building 3.
St. Gem High School is located in the southern district of GΓΌell City, and there is a 200-meter-high hill behind the school, which is called St. Gem Mountain.
The school has set aside a piece of land at the foot of the mountain as a place for the school's students to spend their spare time, and various student clubs are distributed.
The building is divided into three sections, along an upward bluestone road, roughly distributed on the left, center, and right.
On the far right, a few simple wooden buildings are hidden in the lush greenery, and that is the No. 3 Garden Building.
The afternoon sun shines on the mid-mountain, and the golden light puts a dazzling veil on the green mountains and forests, which is very charming.
"Whether it's the earth or this other world, the beauty of nature is the same"
Thor stood on the bluestone road and sighed, the dazed in his heart was like a mountain fog in the forest, blown away by the wind.
Saul looked back at Mark, who was already panting, and asked, "The No. 3 Garden Building has arrived, do you know where Fiys's archery team is?"
"Yes, yes," Mark gasped.
"I've inquired about it all, at the open-air training ground behind the Garden Building No. 3. β
"Do you want to rest?" said Thor helplessly.
At this time, a student walked briskly from a distance, and when he saw Thor and the two stopped on the side of the road, his pace suddenly slowed down.
Thor was about to beckon Mark to step aside and give way, but he didn't want the student to suddenly shout at Thor enthusiastically:
"Senior Saul Hayworms, are you here? Did Senior Fiys really invite you to join the archery team?"
Without waiting for Thor to reply, after the person approached, he continued to say excitedly:
"Senior Hayworms, after seeing your arrow yesterday, I highly recommend you to Senior Sister when I come back. β
"With your joining, we will definitely win the championship of the Xinlan Knight Cup Archery Competition this year. β
"Maybe I can even participate in the Peninsula Games......
Talkers?
Salton remembered that after he showed his hand in archery class yesterday, a student who followed him like a tail.
Thor had no choice but to interrupt: "Uh, are you, that one, called Ya?"
Aaron Cap
A sunny boy with a small round face and short blond hair is full of interest.
"I'm a first-year student this year, and it's okay for seniors to call me Aaron, and I'm from the Holy Austro-British Empire. β
"My father was a retired navyman who was made a viscount by His Majesty Osius and appointed as a naval instructor in the Duchy of Xinlan. β
"That's why our family immigrated to the Principality of Xinlan......"
"Okay, Aaron-san, I know, you're from the archery team, we're here for the first time, can you take the road?"
Thor hurriedly interrupted the round-faced boy's self-introduction.
"Of course, seniors, you come with me."
Aaron happily stepped forward to lead the way, and at the same time turned his head to Mark and said, "This is also a senior, you are oversized and not suitable for archery." β
"Still, I can teach you a good way to lose weight and get fit, this is the ...... my father's first mate on the ship"
Thor and Mark looked at each other helplessly.
Behind the No. 3 Garden Building is a mountain forest, and Saul even saw someone building a "small garden" in the forest.
Listening to Aaron's introduction, it seems that it was built by a student of the descendants of the Hill tribe, what kind of herbal medicine research society.
The Fiys archery team is next to Building 3.
Extending from a wooden canopy, an open-air training ground was opened on the periphery of the forest, about 20 meters long.
Two rows of life-tall scarecrows stood near the end of the forest, and a dozen students stood under the eaves shed, practicing earnestly.
"Shhhh β
Walking into the training ground, Aaron immediately lowered his voice and signaled to Sol and the two not to speak.
Mark muttered, "Nobody is talking, you're talking", and then his eyes lit up to find Fiyse's figure.
In fact, there is no need to look for it, although the students in the training ground are all wearing the same training clothes, but Fiys's heroic figure with a ponytail and a straight waist is like a firefly in the night, shining.
"Straighten your back, relax your steps, pull your bow, take a deep breath, shoot!"
Fiyse grabbed a dark green longbow and stood behind a row of practicing students.
As soon as the order was given, a few bangs were heard, and there were a few more arrows on the scarecrow in the training ground.
The two boys hurriedly ran over to check the results, and then shouted out everyone's results.
After pointing out a few mistakes from a few students with poor grades, Fiys called a tall boy to direct on her behalf, and walked quickly towards Thor.
"When they're done with this round, I'll give you a test. β
Fiys said crisply, and then motioned to the blond-haired round-faced young man: "Aaron, you take him to choose a bow." β
The girl turned her gaze to Mark, ignoring the flattering smile on her face, and said coldly, "You can watch from the sidelines, but it disturbs our practice, please leave immediately." β
Sol admired the girl's style, agreed, left Mark, and followed Aaron, who had a stiff face, to choose a bow and arrow.
In fact, there is nothing to choose, the bow and arrow are all in a uniform style, similar to the traditional bow in the previous life, but shorter.
Soon, only Fiyce and the tall boy were left on the training ground.
Thor walked over with a bow in his left hand and an arrow in his right hand, but Thor was dissatisfied that his previous body was a little thin, muscular, and not upright enough.
The rest of the archery team students scattered on both sides, with expressions of watching the play.
"I heard that he was specially invited by Captain Fiys!"
"No, it looks ordinary, doesn't it look like a master?"
"I hope this person has real skills, otherwise The Macallan will go crazy, he has always wanted to join, this time he finally got a spot, and Fiyse still found someone else. β
"Hehe, it's a pity that McCarron went to participate in the sword fighting competition, otherwise there would be a good show"
Thor didn't bother with gossip, this kind of person can be found in any world.
Fiys waited for Thor to walk into the training ground, and casually introduced the tall boy next to him named Iro, who was the vice captain of the archery team.
Then he said to Thor, "Let's get started".
Accustomed to Fiys's resoluteness, Thor didn't say anything.
He smiled kindly at the vice-captain Iro, walked to the white line of the training ground, and while visually measuring the distance, he gently pulled the bow a few times to adjust to the strength.
The short bow seems to be custom-made specifically for high school students, and the strength is suitable.
Although Thor's body is not strong, with some skill, he is not forced to pull up.
"Let's get started, you can't underestimate it, right? β
Move your feet, spread your feet apart, push the bow with your left hand, pull the string with the three fingers of your right hand, close your left eye slightly, pull the string close to the tip of your nose, and place your index finger against your chin.
Aim, take a deep breath, and put!
"Bang", the arrow is right in the scarecrow's chest.
Immediately afterwards, Thor kept moving, and shot three more arrows, two of which hit the target, and one of the arrows lost his sense and missed the target.
After all, in my previous life, I practiced a circular fixed target, and I also used a round target in the archery course yesterday, but now I have replaced it with a scarecrow.
Originally, Thor thought that it should be fine, but he didn't want to be a little uncomfortable, and in the end, he only hit seven of the ten arrows.
"Your foundation is good, but it's just a good foundation!" Fiyce's words were unceremonious.
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Fiys turn around casually and draw her bow and arrow.
The next second, bang, the arrow went through the scarecrow's throat and nailed to the wood behind it, buzzing.
"The posture is hard, the movement is rigid! More importantly, there is no strength, no emotion!"
"I don't care how you practiced before, now I'm telling you, archery is not a pose, archery is not a fancy sport, it is to shoot at the target, and it will kill with one hit!"
"Go back and find a bow that is handy, and start training the afternoon after tomorrow. β
In the end, Thor left the training ground with a confused expression.
As for Mark, he has become an honorable backup member of the archery team, waiting for the final clearing of the field.
After leaving St. Jewel High School until he got into the carriage, Thor kept echoing Fiys's words in his head, as well as the skillful and sharp arrow that hung on the horns of an antelope.
Archery requires emotion, shooting is to kill the target, and this simply turns Saul's concept upside down!
In my previous life, I practiced intermittently for nearly seven years, and it was just a kind of fitness exercise.
It's like playing badminton, swimming and running, maybe with a bit of a compulsive pursuit, but I never thought about the use of archery!
In my previous life, it was a world of science, not martial arts novels, no matter how good archery is, at most I will go to the Olympics, you will shoot an arrow and I will shoot an arrow, see who has the highest number of targets.
Of course, I have heard of hunting, but it has to be a special compound bow, a special arrowhead.
It's almost like a home-made shotgun, and even if it's enough, no one has that skill, and not everyone is a superhero.
Bows and arrows are real weapons, but they only exist in ancient times!
Even in this world, since firearms have become popular, cavalry and the like may exist, bows and arrows have almost withdrawn from the stage of war, and it is only a noble sport.
Maybe it's a different world, something different?
If, if the bow and arrow here were not just sports, but real weapons......
Thor felt the blood in his body start to boil.
At this time, the coachman in front knocked on the door of the car and said loudly: "Master Hayworms, the harbor city avenue is blocked because of the explosion in the morning, we need to take a detour, it may delay a little time, I hope you understand." β
Thor woke up from his contemplation, thought for a moment, and said, "No problem. By the way, do you know where to sell bows and arrows?"
The coachman wondered, "You want to buy a bow and arrow collection?"
"No, I want a bow and arrow that works," Saul paused, "and I can hunt." β
The coachman smiled: "Young master, you are really joking, who still uses bows and arrows to hunt now, they all use shotguns, and bows and arrows are all decorated and collected." β
Saul was a little disappointed, thinking of Fiys's archery team, and secretly wondered: their standard short bow seemed to be custom-made, maybe you can ask where it was custom-made.
"But"
The coachman suddenly spoke again: "If you really want that kind of bow and arrow, you can go to the streets of Wutong, where there are many shops selling everything." β
"Sycamore Street?"
The coachman lowered his voice and said, "I heard that the products sold there are Hil specialties. β
"Young master, you should know, aren't the weapons of the natives among the bows, arrows and spears, and they used these things to resist our firearms and cannons, hehe, to say that this natives are stupid. β
Saul interrupted the coachman's racist remarks: "Okay, don't you want to take a detour, let's go to Sycamore Street first." β