"Didn't you say that you have shot down seagulls two miles away with a rifle before? So I thought it would be useful to take you with me when I go hunting." Arthur lied.
"But it's okay if the target is a seagull, but if the target is a beast..."
"The first two shots are aimed at the eyes, the third shot is aimed at the legs, and the last shot is aimed at the throat or between the eyebrows." Arthur said, "This is how we all hunt. It can be used against lions, tigers and bears."
"But...is it that smooth?"
"If it fails, it's just close combat. We'll handle it. It'll be fine." Kai said.
"Okay, okay... I'll pack my luggage and I can set off with you tomorrow." Ivan said, "The shotgun hasn't been used for a long time, and it will take some time to recalibrate it."
"Oh, don't worry about that, we will be ready. You just need to bring yourself." Arthur said.
"But, if you are not used to using a shotgun, you will..."
"It doesn't matter. You can even use the dragon cannon. If you use a shotgun or something you're not used to, you'll get used to it right away." Kai said.
"Okay." (murmured) "Well, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow, kid." Arthur and Kay left the lighthouse.
"Hoo ho ho, Arthur is such a big liar." Kai said with a smile, "What about hunting? You didn't tell him that you were going to hunt dragons, so you just tricked him into going. Do you want to kill that kid?"
"He will not be in danger. If you tell him that you are going to hunt a dragon, he will definitely tremble all night, and we will really take him to his death tomorrow."
"What nonsense. Forget it, it's useless to tell you. No one can change the decision you make." Kai said, "I just hope you really have a reasonable strategy. Just because you are not afraid of death doesn't mean that everyone else is the same as you."
You are not afraid of death. The human heart is much more fragile than you think."
"I will pay attention." Arthur said thoughtfully.
late at night.
Ivan raised his shotgun and aimed at a seagull, and fired. The light bullet drew an arc in the dark night, and hit the seagull on the head before it completely weakened. The seagull was startled, and its flight movements were messed up.
, plunged into the water in a very ridiculous posture.
"Hehehehe." The young man said with a smile to himself.
"It's true, the seagull just now was a mile away from here." A voice said behind the boy.
"Wow!" Ivan was startled and turned around, it turned out to be Arthur, "What, is it the Lord Knight? Don't scare me."
"Don't always call me Lord Knight, Lord Knight," Arthur said, "Just call me Arthur."
"How is this possible? How can a humble person like me call the Lord Knight by his first name..."
"Well, I won't take you hunting tomorrow, kid." Arthur threatened.
"But...well, Arthur...big------" (Ivan was punched by Arthur before he could finish saying "my lord")
"You're a boy with a short memory," Arthur said coldly.
"Ugh... Arthur... Arthur, why did you come to me so late?" Ivan asked, covering his head.
"I was only thinking about inviting you to go hunting, and completely forgot to ask about another thing. About Breath of the Sky." The knight said.
"Oh, are you talking about that kind of flower?" Ivan remembered. "Yes, it was on the lakeside of a nearby island."
"Is it far?"
"It's about five nautical miles from here." Ivan said.
"About? You've never been there?" Arthur questioned.
"Why have I been there?" The boy asked strangely, "I have been working at the lighthouse since I came to the Knights of the West and I have almost never left. I only see that island occasionally."
"See? Do you know what you are talking about? You saw the flowers by the lake on an island five miles away from here?! You just saw it and said that is the kind of flower we are looking for?"
"That...isn't it the same as what you described? The petals are white, and the petals near the core are blue, and the core is yellow on the outside and green on the inside... What else? Jagged leaves and
Burr stem?"
"We didn't talk about the serrated leaves and burr stems. But this guy was right, what he saw was indeed the Breath of the Sky." Red Dragon Evil Star flew down from the top of the lighthouse and said.
"What are you eavesdropping on, you rude fellow?" Arthur said.
"No, I just heard the gunfire and came over to take a look, and happened to hear what you were talking about." Red Dragon said.
"Oh, it's really 'just right'." Arthur said suspiciously.
"Well...well, I do care a lot, so I followed you. Is this okay?" Evil Star said angrily.
"Do you care... about me?" Ivan asked.
"There is a small amount of strange inherent photons in your body. You may have the blood of some kind of photon creature." The red dragon said, "If it doesn't come from your knight father, it can only come from your whore mother."
All in all, your mother should be a descendant of photon creatures. The only person with such good eyesight may be an elf."
"Elf? You mean the...elf with pointed ears?" asked the young man Ivan.
"Elves are just legends," Arthur said.
"More than 20,000 years ago, when even I was still a kid, elves did exist." Evil Star said, "The elves found the door to other dimensions, and they completely disappeared from the human world."
They are the originators of time and space magic. It is not surprising at all that they can do this. It is said that the "Elf Township" in the different dimension where the elves live is a world that never ages, has endless energy, and mountains of food, all year round.
An ideal habitat as warm as spring is a perfect time and space created by distorting the laws of the world. If there is a paradise in the world, it must be in that place."
"Oh, you know it in detail. Do dragons actually care about that kind of immortal paradise?" Arthur asked.
"Me? No, I'm not curious," said the evil star, "It's just that there may be something in there that I've always wanted to find, so I've been tracking it down."
"Oh, you want to take advantage of the treasure in Elfland?" Arthur said coldly.
"Treasure? Idiot, you don't understand anything, and it's all in vain to tell you." There seemed to be a sadness in his words, and the red dragon flew away unhappy.
"I always feel like...I heard something terrible?" Ivan said.
"Ignore him, that guy likes to talk nonsense." Arthur said, "But then again, your boy's eyesight seems to be true. Is he of Elf blood? Hmm..."
"How is this possible? How can a humble person like me have the noble blood of an elf..."
"Can't you be more confident?" Arthur said, "The ability is real and it is enough to be useful in battle. If people in the Knights don't agree with you, then show some real evidence."
It’s just such a simple thing to force them to agree.”
"What Arthur said is simple enough," Ivan said with a sullen face, "but doing it is another matter. Should a guy like me, who is so powerless, want to fight the enemy? I feel terrible just thinking about it.
"
"Is it scary? A gunman just shoots down the enemy from a long distance. Wouldn't it be better to leave the close combat to others? Is it scary to shoot at a target that won't fire back from a long distance? I can't understand it." Arthur said.
"If you fail, you will cause trouble to your comrades. Then they will complain and hate you. Such things------"
"Not only are you the enemy, but are you also afraid of your comrades?" Arthur was angry, "You are even afraid of your own friends, what should you do?!"
"Yes...I'm sorry!" Ivan shrank subconsciously.
Arthur looked at Ivan in confusion: "What are you doing?"
"...It's nothing." Young Yiwen said.
"You still said 'nothing'? What's that reflexive movement of shrinking back? Are you used to being beaten? Do other people often hit you?!"
"No...no, it's just...sometimes I say something wrong, and Oven will..." Ivan spoke softer and quieter, and the next words were spoken at a volume that only he could hear.
Said.
Arthur sighed, "So you are always looked down upon by your father, bullied by your brother, and always regarded as a fool by the people in the Knights. Am I right?"
"......perhaps."
"How long do you want to continue living like this? For the rest of your life?" Arthur asked.
"...Probably...probably." The young man replied hesitantly.
"Do you feel satisfied living such a 'stable' life?" Arthur came over and asked.
"...I don't know." The boy replied.
"Answer me! Are you satisfied?!" Arthur asked again.
"...That's enough!!" The young man pushed Arthur away, huddled and squatted on the ground, "Please don't worry about me anymore!!"