The desperation in Trikeâs voice couldnât be hidden as he asked that question.
Bianca sounded smug as she answered him.
âThe secret is Dryad right there.â
âThis piece of wood, Miss Bianca?â
âWhen they reach yer state, all the Elves make their bows out of this.â
âDo you mean that if we make a bow out of this, I can exude Aura from a bow?â
Bianca nodded at Trikeâs question.
âMost likely.â
âWhat do you mean most likely? It either works or doesnât⌠guh!â
Smack!
Bianca hit Trike with her wand again. She clicked her tongue.
âElves are able to talk to trees from birth. So even when they are using a Dryad, theyâre continuously talking to it. âIâll give yah my life force, so cooperate with me.â Thatâs how they coax the Dryads.â
âThen do you mean that people who donât have that ability canât use it, Miss Bianca?â
âNo. A Dryad will suck the life force out of anything, it doesnât care whether itâs human or animal. But, unlike with Elves, Dryads donât cooperate. Itâll most likely see ya as prey and try to suck down to yer bone marrows.â
She spoke of such viscousness calmly.
âThen, wonât I just die?â
âThen, I guess yer gonna have to fight it so ya donât die?â
âHow, Miss Bianca?â
She gave him a look like she thought he was pathetic.
âDidnât ya say ya had energy inside yer body?â
âThatâs what they said, Miss Bianca.â
âDryads like the energy of an Expert or a Master better than a regular personâs life force. So before sucking on yer life force, itâll go after that energy first. YouâŚâ
Trike finally understood.
âAre you saying I should fight the Dryad with that energy?â
âThatâs right. Mm⌠how should I say it. Ya know that Milton recently got a new horse, right?â
âMiss Bianca, You mean that huge black horse, Leonardâ
âYah. Milton had a hard time taming that horse at first. Ya just gotta think itâs the same thing. Itâs a living thing, ya just gotta make it listen to ya.â
ââŚMiss Bianca.â
âWat? Ya still got something to ask?â
âI was debating whether to say this for a while now, but I have to say this.â
âWat is it? Stap mulling it over and just spit it out.â
âYour dialect is too strong. I couldnât understand a lot of what you said. Could say it again from the beginning in standard⌠guh!â
SMACK!
Trike was extremely talented in asking for a beating. Anyway, since Trike held the Dryad wood that Bianca had given him, this was a valuable opportunity for him. Itâs not like there was any other path for him; there was no reason for him to reject her offer. Trike immediately had the Dryad wood made into a bow and started training.
AndâŚ
âHuff⌠huff⌠huffâŚâ
The first day of training knocked him flat on his back. Once the Dryad started sucking his energy, it sucked him dry extremely quickly. Until now, Trike hadnât really felt the energy in his body and had been using it unconsciously when improving his physical abilities. However, it seemed like Trike had a tremendous amount of energy since the Dryad eagerly drank it.
Trike quickly dropped the Dryad bow, but even after that couple of seconds, he was gasping for air.
âThis⌠this will let me use my Aura? My Lord and Jerome are always using up their energy like this?â
Strictly speaking, it was a bit different. The others were expending their energy voluntarily while Trikeâs energy was being sucked out of him. Trike only collapsed because it was the first time he felt that helpless and powerless. Seeing him like that, Bianca spoke up from the side.
âWat ya doing? Ya giving up after trying it once?â
âUgh⌠this⌠is this really usable?â
âThe Elves apparently use it.â
âLunaticsâŚâ
Trike retched. This was the first time in his life he had ever felt energy being sucked out of him. Trike had experienced all sorts of travesties as he fought on the battlefields, but at that moment, he felt an unfamiliar feeling of dread.
âDo I have to touch that again?â
Bianca sighed when she saw him hesitate.
âIt canât be helped. If ya can control that well, thenâŚâ
Bianca paused for a bit, then she broke into a big smile.
âIâll go on a date with ya.â
At that moment, Trikeâs astonishment was visible to the eye.
Cough
ââŚA man should continue what he started to the very end.â
âOf course. Isnât that the will of a man?â
âThatâs right. A man should never give up.â
âYeup. Fighting, aight?â
âYes!â
Trikeâs fighting spirit that had curled up in fear started burning brightly again. He grabbed the bow again and fought against it bitterly. A man turns different as long as rewards are dangled in front of them.
Milton had been watching over Trike from the very beginning. He turned towards Bianca.
âYou sure know how to handle people, Miss Bianca.â
âHuh? Ya were watching?â
âYes. So, does it seem possible?â
Was it possible for Trikeâs ability to develop a step further or not? Milton was very interested in the answer.
âWeâll see. I think itâs half and half.â
âIs that so?â
âEither way, there's no precedent, ainât there? Thereâs not a lot of humans who reached that level with a bow and itâs even rarer for humans to have a bow made out of Dryad wood. Weâll only find out after trying different things.â
Milton nodded while he thought to himself.
âSheâs being really cooperative. I wonder why.â
At this point, she wasnât just cooperating, she was playing a leading role in all this. All of a sudden, Milton realized something.
âMiss Bianca.â
âWat?â
âDidnât you say before that it was absolutely taboo to experiment with humans?â
Bianca turned sulky.
âThis isnât an experiment. I just felt bad for him so Iâm giving him a hand.â
âSo whatâs that note next to you?â
- Dryad wood and human archer experiment
Bianca dry coughed when she was caught.
Cough
ââŚThis has an academic purposeâŚâ
âThatâs what I thought.â
Milton had been wondering why she had been abnormally cooperative. Just like she said, this was an unusual case. So unusual that it was natural that a Magician would get greedy to find an answer to the problem.
âWell, I guess itâs a good thing if Trike can get betterâŚâ
âAre you really going to go on a date with him if he succeeds?â
âHuh? Well⌠thereâs nothing bad, right? Itâs been decades since I went on a date. Heâs adorable, so why not.â
âI see. In that case⌠huh?â
âDecades?â
Milton stared at Bianca. She looked like a beautiful woman in her mid-twenties. Her hourglass figure could be seen even when she wore a loose fitting robe; she was a very sexy and charming woman. ButâŚ
âUm, Miss Bianca?â
âWat now? If yer gonna bother me, go away!â
âItâs nothing but um⌠exactly how old are you?â
âI am in the prime of my life at 25 years old.â
âBut just nowâŚâ
âYa gonna shut up or ya wanna be beat?â
âNever mind.â
Sometimes, there are things in life that you just shouldnât find out. Milton hoped Trike never found out about this.
***
Letâs go back to the present.
Holding the bow made out of Dryad wood, Trike watched Siegfried charging towards him. The bow in Trikeâs hand continued to suck energy from him and that energy was turned into a clear Aura around the arrow.
âWhatâs thatâŚâ
Siegfried halted his horse as soon as he felt uneasy. ButâŚ
âToo late.â
With those two words, Trike let the arrow fly.
Phew!
Rather than an arrow, it sounded more like something thicker than that and flew straight with more of a streak of light than a sound. Normally, an arrowâs trajectory was a gentle curve, but this time, the arrow flew in a straight line. From the targetâs point of view, it only seemed like a dot was getting closer.
âGot you.â
Just before the arrow reached Siegfried, Trike was sure. There was no way Siegfried could avoid it this time.
***
âDanger!â
Siegfried moved instinctively the moment he detected danger. He swung his sword around with all his strength.
âHuah!â
Clang!
The sound of impact rang throughout. For a second, Siegfried thought he broke his wrist because of the impact. It felt like he had struck a large boulder with his sword.
âUghâŚâ
In the end, he couldnât completely push back the attack and fell off his horse from the shock of impact.
âSecretary Siegfried?!â
âDismount! Protect Secretary Siegfried!â
The Ghosts who had been following him quickly turned to protect him. Siegfried had always been languid and unhurried during the war, but now, he was on the ground covered in dirt. This was the first time it ever happened to Siegfried and all his men were flustered.
***
It might have been the first time for Siegfried, but Trike gritted his teeth at his achievement.
âHe stopped that?â
That was impossible.
Aura Arrow.
He could only use this attack a limited number of times in a day, but it was a very destructive attack. It was an attack destructive enough that it could be used as a siege weapon; it was even better than a heavy ballista. They had experimented to determine itâs destructive strength and how many times he could use it, as a result, they had found out that only Jerome could stop this attack head-on. In other wordsâŚ
âCanât be, that bastardâŚ?â
Trike felt uneasy. He hadnât received this information, but it was certain. Siegfried wasnât a simple strategist, he was a strong man who had reached the level of a Master.
Siegfried stood up and shouted to the Ghosts protecting him.
âCapture him! Donât let him escape!â
The Ghosts reacted a bit late due to their shock from Siegfried shouting at them urgently. He was very different from his usual self.
âYes. Yes, sir!â
âUnderstood, sir.â
The Ghosts spurred their horses forward to chase after Trike.
At that moment, Trike was seriously conflicted.
âWhat should I do? Should I try again? OrâŚâ
There was still time for him to shoot another arrow. But as long as the opponent was a Master, he didnât have the confidence to kill his opponent with the next arrow. Not to mention, he wouldnât be able to escape if he was caught by the Ghosts who were currently charging towards him.
âI guess thereâs no other choice.â
Having quickly calculated his possibilities, Trike quickly mounted his horse. And thenâŚ
âHiya!â
Without looking backwards, he retreated. There was no reason for him to risk his life here when he wasnât sure he could kill Siegfried with the next arrow. He felt it would be more advantageous for him to take back the new information he had learned.
âGet him! Donât let him escape!â
Trike could hear Siegfried bellowing from the back. ButâŚ
âNope, thereâs no way.â
âHiya!â
Trike kicked his horse in the side. Destroying the ground with each step, his horse quickly sped off.
âGuh⌠heâs fast.â
âShit⌠heâs gonna escape.â
The Ghosts who had been pursuing him were in a predicament.
They were running their horses as fast as possible, but the enemyâs horse was so fast that they couldnât catch up to him.
The Destroy breed was faster than the Silfid that the Kobrook Republic was so proud of.
Once the Destroy breed began to run, it was impossible for regular horses to catch up to them.
âDamn itâŚâ
Siegfried bit his lower lip as he watched Trike getting further away from them.
âThey found out.â
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