Chapter 216: Until Her Actions, It's Up to Us to Manipulate
It stands to reason that winter hunting is a very strange behavior.
Many large creatures need to rely on sleep and other seasonal fat to survive the cold winter, ordinary animals are basically unlikely to be active in the outside world in winter, and weak animals obviously do not bring humans the pleasure of conquest, and hunting becomes meaningless.
Except for powerful magical beasts, but if you encounter such a magical beast, it may not be easy to say who will hunt whom.
In short, normal people's hunting time is basically at the beginning of spring, and hunting in winter is a less wise choice.
However, there is a solution to everything.
For a powerful nobleman, it is not impossible to hunt large animals in winter, but it is just a little troublesome.
For example, forcibly finding the hibernating dens of the animals, breaking their original tranquility, forcing them to leave their nests and expose them to the snow-covered earth.
This behavior will undoubtedly cause them to go berserk, but their rage is pointless in the presence of humans with tools.
"Hugh—"
The snow-white arrow feathers pierced the space with the sound of the howling wind, sinking deep into the moose's head and exiting from the opposite side.
With a loud bang, hundreds of pounds of moose fell to the ground.
"Yay!"
Master Traoré excitedly raised his longbow, a specially crafted magic weapon that allowed the user to effortlessly draw the bowstring, perfect for those who lacked strength.
As the moose fell to the ground, everyone applauded.
"That's amazing!"
"Young Master is awesome!"
"Oh my God, amazing archery!"
Young Master Traoré was very satisfied with everyone's praise.
He was able to raise his head, and the corner of his eye always fell on the girl on the side.
Fang Cai almost made the girl angry because of his mistake, although he didn't think it was his fault, but since he had walked down the other party's steps, he must have to do some other measures to mend the broken relationship.
Flatteringly approached the girl, the young master presented his longbow: "Sister Kelina, do you want to try it?" Very easy to use!! ”
Corina didn't speak, but silently picked up her longbow.
Her longbow was the most unpretentious of classical longbows, and it was a little more obtrusive than her figure, and it was hard to think that it was a maiden's weapon at first glance.
However, under the girl's seemingly light pull, the longbow actually bent into a waning moon in her hand.
The next moment, she let go of her hand, and the bowstring violently shook the air around her into ripples, and the arrow feathers disappeared into the sky in an instant.
"Click-"
The bird pierced by the wooden arrow fell to the ground, and the white feathers mixed with the snow made it difficult to make out the sight.
"Good....... It's amazing......."
The little boy clapped mechanically, his eyes full of shock.
The combination of the longbow and the maiden is a very strange combination, and it is difficult not to be surprised that it is so skillfully used by the maiden.
It's just that, in the face of the boy's praise, Corina only shook her head.
"It's not good enough."
"Huh?!" The boy scratched his head, "Sister Corina, you are too modest, I can't even see that bird, you actually shot it down......."
"No, it's not good enough." "My strength is not strong enough, and when I draw the bow, I can only try to keep my waist straight, although I can maintain my shape, but it is not light enough, and it is definitely more or less awkward in the eyes of outsiders—if I force it, I will definitely lose points in my appearance." ”
"Huh??"
The boy didn't understand what Corina was saying.
In his opinion, being able to shoot down a bird that flies at an unknown height is the most powerful and powerful, and what the girl said, shouldn't it all be indifferent things?
Hunting is about catching the prey, not about posture, right?
What's the use of looking good, can't you hunt it or it's for nothing?
Corina only shook her head.
In fact, many of today's new aristocrats are like boys, who regard these quaint rituals as useless things, and they are more pragmatic and no longer want to maintain these meaningless "rows".
Although Christine's family is also one of the emerging nobles, because of the difference in status, Christine is determined to build herself into a traditional nobleman who stands tall, and the maintenance of etiquette is undoubtedly one of the compulsory courses of traditional nobles.
Perhaps, this will make parents look at her differently?
After all, saplings always have to be a little bit out of the way to grow into big trees, and if they are buried in the soil, they can only become nourishment for other trees.
Of course, in addition to this, she does like the process of tempering etiquette.
That process made her feel tough enough.
At the same time, the various origins and stories in various rituals, as well as the thick history contained in them, made her particularly fond of them.
- These are all reasons why she is keen to maintain perfect etiquette, and she will not talk to anyone.
After a pause, Corina didn't talk to the boy any more, instead looking at Lynn.
She is a guest of the boy and the others, but she is also the main messenger who invited Lynn and Alyssa over, and she can't ignore the experience of the two.
"Miss Alyssa." She asked softly, "Are you going to try it?" ”
Alyssa waved her hand again and again: "No, no, I don't know how to hunt, you can play by yourself." ”
Alyssa's words drew strange glances from the others, and Corina silently shifted the horses, blocking out the sight.
Immediately, she looked at Lynn again: "Sir, what about you?" ”
"I'm not very good at it." Lynn said honestly.
"Okay......."
"Sister Corinna." At this time, the neglected little boy began to be dissatisfied.
He was tempted to say, whatever you do with them, they're just a bunch of civilians, and it's enough of an honor to have them with us, and invite them to hunt.......
Of course, he only dared to think about these words in his heart, and under Corina's oppressive eyes, he really didn't dare to say them directly.
There was no place to vent his anger, so he looked at Lynn.
"Hey." He pointed to Lynn and said, "You, come and compare with me." ”
"Not coming." Lynn refused very simply.
The boy got angry and said, "No, you're coming!" ”
"Not coming."
“.......”
The boy angrily threw his longbow at Lynn.
He's grown so big, and few people would refute him like that.
"Why don't you come, don't you....... Are you afraid of me? ”
He jerkily used the words of the agitated general, but Lynn didn't bother to raise his eyes.
"It's a very pointless thing to compete with you."
"If I win you, I will gain nothing, except for wasting time, useless."
"You ......," the boy was completely angry, "you hurry up and compete with me!" If you lose, you'll give me a horse to ride!" ”
"For some things that cannot exist in the world, my advice is that you dream at night and think again."
"Bastard!!"
Seeing the boy trying to pounce on Lynn with his teeth and claws, Corina knew she couldn't snicker anymore.
She reached out and grabbed the boy by the collar and put him back on his horse.
"Master Traoré, losing your mind is not a phenomenon that an elegant nobleman would exist."
The boy couldn't be cruel in front of Corina, and he said aggrievedly, "Then you let him compare with me." ”
"Hmmm......"
Corina glanced at Lynn, who was playing with the longbow that the boy had thrown at her.
Seeing him holding the bow with his white-gloved left hand, gently plucking the bowstring with his right hand, and trying to pull it into a full moon to the sky as if curious, a scene suddenly appeared in the girl's mind.
Immediately, she sighed and said.
"I advise you to give up this idea, although I don't know his strength, but I think that you must be the one who loses."
"Why ......?"
The boy was very aggrieved, but the girl no longer wanted to say anything more to him.
"Sir." Corinna approached Lynn and asked softly, "You should know how to shoot arrows, right?" ”
"A little bit." Lynn asked confusedly, "What's wrong?" ”
"No......." Corina said again.
"If there's a problem, you can just say it."
"Okay." Corina said softly, "Actually, I kind of want you to go hunting. ”
"Huh? Do you want me to compete with him? Lynn glanced over her shoulder, "Well, if it's your request......
"No, no, no." Corina waved her hand again and again, nervously explaining, "I didn't mean that, I just ....... Want to see what you look like when you're hunting. ”
"Oh?"
Lynn squinted at her, and after a while, suddenly laughed.
"Okay." He replied softly, opening his palm, "Arrow." ”
Corina handed her arrows at the right time, and changed her bow as well.
"It's a child's toy." She added.
Boy: "......."
Lynn didn't have much of an opinion, only gently stroked the longbow that Corinna had given her.
Immediately, he placed the longbow on his lap, folded his hands in front of his chest, and muttered something in his mouth.
The boy on one side wanted to lean over to listen, but was stopped by a slightly nervous Corinna, causing him to only hear some words such as "the goddess is above" and "thank the goddess for the gift".
"Pretending ......."
Corina glanced coldly at the boy, and the latter honestly shut up.
After dealing with the boy, the girl looked back at Lynn and watched him pick up the bow and gently kick the demon horse under his feet.
The demon horse roared, and rushed forward with all kinds of steps on the ground, and it ran wildly over the silver earth, leading its master in search of prey.
It's an endless plain, and there aren't too many obtrusive shelters to keep their prey hidden, and the magic horse easily captures a porcupine trying to find shelter.
The next moment, it leaps high, and on its back, the young man holds a full moon.
"Hugh—"
The snow-white arrow feathers trembled slightly on the prey, and the young man who drove the magic horse leaned down lightly, scooped it up, spun around again, and returned to the group.
In the team, Corina was stunned.
She would have said before that the reason why boys were definitely no match for Lynn was that she realized from the ease and familiarity with which Lynn plucked the bowstring that he would definitely do more than "a little bit".
But what she never expected was that this "little bit" was really more than 100 million points.
His hunting, is a real hunt, but while setting the goal, he also incorporates a special beauty into it.
The running of the horses, the timing of the longbow, and the moment when the arrow feathers flew out seemed to be just right.
Corina knew why.
This "Mr. Hodessos", he knows what true hunting etiquette is.
The boy's hunting has no beauty, only force, or with the help of the external force of tools, which is not ornamental at all, but purely hunts for the sake of hunting; Although his hunting is beautiful, it is somewhat stereotyped, blindly pursuing the standard of posture and ignoring what hunting should have.
Youth is different.
The etiquette he possesses is a combination of the two.
Power and beauty are in it.
This is an extremely rare thing, it is the kingdom of Laiyin, a ritual that has been lost, even the oldest nobles in Laiyin cannot have it, it only exists in more ancient places.
Corina looked at the young man's face in a daze, and sighed deeply: "I remember, before, when you were riding a horse, your movements always made me feel a little familiar, but compared to me, the movements are somewhat complicated, so I thought you were a nobleman from a remote place in Yin, but now it seems that I am clumsy." ”
"The etiquette I have mastered, whether it is horse riding or hunting, is only passed down to those who come after me, and what you have is the oldest and most elegant etiquette."
"You're from the Empire, aren't you?"
Although the words are interrogative, the girl's tone is so motherly.
Memories of the etiquette class slowly came back, and she remembered that her teacher had told her that the etiquette that the current Laiyin nobles possessed had abandoned most of the complicated pre-processes, including the forgotten "pray to the goddess first" over time.
These things, in the eyes of most people now, are "useless things", but they also once represented a piece of human history.
As for the girl's question, Lynn only smiled: "You are a little too excited." ”
Only then did Corina react, her hand had already grabbed the young man's hand without knowing when.
She hurriedly retracted, shyness welling up in her heart.
It seems a bit excessive.
She tried to blame the passover on her own pursuit of etiquette, but the voice in her heart rebelled, saying, "We will not accept this reason."
Corina didn't have time to think deeply, and apologized, "I'm sorry, sir, I ......."
Lynn smiled and said she didn't care.
Immediately, the two had a little conversation.
As a bystander, Alyssa listened silently to the exchange between the two, and at the same time, she found that after the girl "guessed" Lynn's identity, her emotions seemed to have become much more excited, and even the girl's reserve seemed to be relaxed.
She wondered why.
"It's actually quite simple." Lynn quietly came to her side and whispered to her, "As a nobleman, no matter how peaceful she is, there will always be a pathetic thick barrier to the treatment of ordinary people in her heart - this is a very normal thing, except for some saints, it is unlikely that anyone else will abandon it." ”
"And after she 'deduced' my identity, she took it for granted that we were the same class of existence, and there would naturally be a little more closeness in her heart, although there may still be a gap in status, but it is far more acceptable than class differences, and the communication we have had made her feel quite good about me, so she naturally moved my position slightly to the inner side of the psychological defense."
Alyssa scratched her head as if she didn't understand: "Like, it's very powerful........ So, what's next? ”
"What's next?"
Lynn smiled and said softly, "Let her let us go again." ”
"Put it in...... To what extent? ”
"Until she trusts us."
"—and then, we're going to manipulate her actions."