The green grass covered the empty shooting range, the breeze blowing, the blades of grass swayed like soft green waves, and the brilliant sunlight shrouded the shooting range.

Xiulin's face was her rare solemnity, she stood on the lawn, her stern gaze scanned back and forth at the two girls standing on her left and right. Aisha lowered her head slightly, but her purple eyes stared at Freya a few paces away. Freya was a little more laid-back than her, leaning sideways, her wooden longbow in her left hand, her gaze tilted upwards as if disgruntled.

"-I don't care what your Feather Clan's rules are, this garden was lent to us by Miss Xue Ling, and we have the final say here until the master returns. Xiulin said solemnly to Freya, "And you, Aisha, as a teacher, I don't allow my students to be arbitrary. You should be well aware that no matter which of you two gets hurt, things are going to get out of hand!"

Aisha lowered her gaze, staring at the blades of grass that had been trampled under her feet.

"There are plenty of targets here, enough for you to take them all together. Listen, no one is allowed to point their arrows at the other!" Xiulin's tone was completely unquestionable and commanding. She looked at Carlo who was standing not far away, and if Carlo was here, he should be able to stop the two little girls from coming around.

"Humans are really timid. Freya muttered, looking off into the distance.

Aisha moved suddenly, and she drew an arrow from the quiver behind her back with almost indistinguishable movements, as if in the next moment, the bowstring sounded, and in the blink of an eye the arrow had been nailed to the bull's-eye of the nearest target. Aisha uses a short bow, and she is very fast.

"Isn't it better than Freya, Freya, Wind Spirit?" Freya had already told her by name.

Freya's face changed slightly, and in an instant, she drew an arrow. Mounted on a longbow. But Aisha seemed to be holding her breath and wanted to vent, and she also reached behind her while Freya took the arrow, and the two arrows stabbed the red dot of a nearby arrow target in no particular order.

Xiulin silently took a step back.

She could feel that both girls had a fire in their heads, and it would take some time to calm them down. She saw Freya turn her head and glared at Aisha angrily, and fired her arrow at the same target again, the sharp arrow carrying the wind and the strength of the longbow. The hardwood target swayed, and the arrow ran through the center of the target.

Aisha took a deep breath, bit her lower lip, and drew another arrow, releasing it faster than before. She shot at the target from another angle, but not at the center of the target, but-

Freya's arrow was cut off by an arrow from a short bow. Aisha exhaled violently, drew another arrow, and clenched it in his hand.

"So. Can I tell you about Sister Xiulin?"

Xiulin, who was retreating while staring at the two girls, suddenly turned around. Ivan stood further back than Carlo. Although he didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, he ...... Aisha compared archery to that madman, how could he rest assured. Although he stood on the shooting range, he didn't dare to get too close to the girls, so he had to watch from afar.

Carlo's gaze quickly fell on him, his sharp eyes like arrows flying out of the girl's hand.

"That young lady was talking about 'reputation'. Xiulin looked at Ivan with a strange gaze.

"I really didn't do anything...... "Ivan hung his head helplessly. He sighed in annoyance. Any movement on the range sounded terrifying to him, and he didn't know how far Essian and Freya wanted to go. He didn't know how to explain it to Xiulin, and neither Xiulin nor Carlo knew that the wizards lived here. How to say that?

"This young lady seems to be very concerned, very much. Xiulin's deliberate tone had a swishing chill in it, "She's the 'knower' you said?" I guess, isn't she?"

"It's not. Ivan looked up slightly. The warm wind in the sun seemed to be infected by the anger of the maidens, and suddenly there was a wild dance, the palm treetops rustled, and the blades of grass flew into the air with the wind. Ivan saw a sharp arrow slash through a long stretch of dead grass, and the dead grass broke in response, and he subconsciously shrank his neck.

"I only recently met her. Ivan's voice somehow grew quieter, "At that time. She-"

Come to think of it.

At that time, Freya was heavily planted in a clump of jujube trees because of her failed takeoff, and she screamed for a while. The wizard who arrived caught her in time and treated her. At that time, Freya's face was very red. By the way, her clothes were cut open by the jujube tree......

"Not really!" Ivan jerked his hand up to support his chin, and couldn't help but show a stunned expression. Although Freya's clothes were slashed, she didn't show any parts that shouldn't be exposed, the Feather Clan, it's not such a conservative race, right! Ivan scratched his hair and turned his head to stare in the direction of no one.

At that time, Bard and Algernon were also there, and Freya didn't need to get along with him like this! He felt that Freya was completely looking for trouble after that, and kept shouting that the wizards and the assassins were in the same group, and Ivan just said a few words for the wizards, and Freya was going to beat him. Ivan felt very innocent.

"Well, not really?" Xiulin's pitch-black pupils revealed a keen cunning.

"That, me, I didn't mean to. Ivan took a step back, the smile on Xiulin's face making him furious, "I don't know what she thinks!

"Did you accidentally see her taking a shower?"

Xiulin's guess was actually quite close to the truth, Ivan took a breath, and his face turned red all of a sudden. He shook his head quickly, and blurted out the words of defense without thinking.

"Not a bath! Actually, I didn't see any ......."

"Oh, that's pretty much it. Xiulin nodded thoughtfully. Suddenly, Na'er's screams rang out from the range. After a while, almost all of them had at least one arrow standing on them, and Aisha, who was running towards one end of the range, put both arrows on the bowstring at the same time.

Without stopping, the two arrows flew out against the wind!

At the same time, two other arrows came after him from the other direction! At about the same time, four arrows were stuck in two targets, the two on the far right, each with an arrow from Aisha and an arrow from Freya in the center.

Aisha panted and looked at the target in a trance, the quiver behind him was empty.

Freya looked solemn. She still had arrows in her quiver, and that was because she couldn't shoot them as fast as Isha. She strode towards Aisha in her arms. Aisha ran fast, and even though she was aiming and releasing arrows, Freya couldn't catch up with her.

"You, who the hell are you!" Freya pointed at Elsa with her longbow, her tone tinged with surprise.

Aisha was still staring at the target. In fact, she missed the last two arrows, only Freya's arrow hit the center of the target, and Freya shot more accurately than her.

Blinking vigorously, Aisha turned around, breathing heavily, "Freya, you...... You...... You are ......"

"I asked you first. Freya straightened her back, "Where did you learn it? ”

"What, I'm a hunter's child, why can't I learn to shoot arrows?" Aisha's anger rose again, "It's strange to you, how old are you, you should be ...... in the Feather Clan"

"Hunters?" Freya unceremoniously interrupted Aisha, "just the kind of humans who hunt animals all day?"

"You're a barbarian, don't there be hunters in the Feather Clan?" Excessa shouted at Freya reluctantly.

"Of course the Feather Clan...... Of course, there is no such thing as hunting animals......" Freya's voice gradually lowered as if she had a little weakness, "Also, don't think I'm like you! I, I'm not a child!" she suddenly raised her voice again.

"You say I'm a child?" said Isha crossed her back like Freya.

The two of them actually stood on the shooting range and quarreled, and even Na'er, who was following them, was frightened and timidly stepped back.

Freya spoke with a peculiar accent that sounded like the chirping of noisy birds, and no one could ignore their quarrels. Ivan stared blankly at the figures of the two, not noticing that Xiulin had quietly walked to his side.

"It's pretty much settled. Xiulin said with a smile.

"Huh?" Ivan was puzzled. Elsia and Freya quarreled as if they were about to fight.

"Quarrels are also a way to solve problems. Don't worry, they won't keep arguing and change their goals in a moment. Xiulin continued to maintain a charming smile.

Ivan looked back. Essia and Freya were still yelling at each other "You're a child" and "You're a child." As he pondered what Xiulin meant, Aisha blushed and overpowered Freya's voice.

"You don't look like a child anymore! Only a child can make a fuss, a trouble, a trouble, like you! You, you say, he, what the hell did he do?"

"Do you think I'm making trouble on purpose? I am, I'm just angry," Freya's face turned redder than Esher's............ "How the hell did you become a sister? One, I don't know the slightest politeness, I, I sue you, my identity is, very noble!"

"I don't see where you're noble! Besides, my little brother is ...... It should be ...... Why do you have to ......?"

Aisha's resentful gaze drifted towards Ivan.

Freya slowly turned around and glared at him angrily.