Chapter 193 Power Beyond the Gods

For Rody's words, Nata's only reaction was "astonishment".

As a weapon that she has used for three years, this short bow is already very familiar to Nata. After three years of hunting, Nata has already adjusted the attributes of this short bow to the best, judging the position of each arrow when it is shot. She knew everything by heart, so she couldn't believe what Roddy said.

However, for Luo Di, who once "made bows" and reached the level of "Great Master", the quality of a bow can basically be distinguished in his hands without shooting.

The structure of a bow seems simple, but the simpler it is, the more difficult it is to adjust it to the best condition——Although the wood elves are good at using bows, their technological level cannot compare with that of the high elves, even if they already have bows The rough bow window is still incomparable to human beings in terms of craftsmanship.

Nata's short bow is strong and has a fast initial speed, but its disadvantage is that it has low fault tolerance. If there is a slight mistake in the finger, the arrow will greatly deviate from the original target. It is only suitable for experienced hunters.

Generally speaking, the longer the bow body, the slower the initial velocity, the higher the "fault tolerance", and the more stable the trajectory when shooting heavy arrows. The historically famous English longbow is the acme of the "steady" type.

Each type of bow has its own characteristics. Nata's short bow is small and flexible, and it is extremely smooth for short-range rapid fire. However, in Rody's eyes, it is still a long way from the "best state".

Nata looked at Rody with disbelief, and Rody didn't talk nonsense, he unloaded the bowstring directly, and adjusted the short bow under the reflection of the bonfire—he took out the tools he carried with him from his bag, Regardless of whether Nata agreed or not, the bow window was directly polished.

"The wood of this bow is good, but the production method is relatively rough, and it can even be said to be shoddy." Rody commented on this bow while lowering his head and polishing, "The arc of the bow is too extreme, and the pursuit of arrow speed is too much. Therefore, the accuracy of the head will naturally be poor when you use it for the first year, and you can control it after two or three years of getting used to it, right?"

This is an extremely polite evaluation, just like an old blacksmith commenting on weapons forged by novices, Rody is absolutely qualified to make such a comment—but who knows that after these words, Nata's expression changes again and again, and finally There was a hint of blush, and he lowered his head slightly.

This bow was made by herself.

Although she admired Roddy's strength, Nata never thought that he was so proficient in bows...

Those few comments are so impressive that it can even be said that there is nothing wrong with them

Originally, she only thought that Luo Di was pretending to find fault, but now she really didn't dare to speak too much, and stood there silently with her head bowed like a JJ child being scolded...

"This cannot be said to be a shortcoming. Every bow has its own characteristics. Faster ones are better, and slower ones are better.

A weapon is just a weapon, it all depends on who is using it. "

Rody raised his head, looked at Nata's bewildered eyes, smiled, and then blew off the debris left on the bow window after polishing, and took out a piece of fur the size of a finger from his luggage, Nailed with special iron nails, a "beast hair arrow rest" very similar to later hunting bows was made.

"Water lazy hair is better than horse hip hair."

Roddy explained, but Nata didn't know what it was for. The elves don't use such arrow rests at all, so she can only nod half understanding, but she keeps reminding herself to seize the opportunity to remember everything in front of her.

After adjusting the bow window, Rody polished the edge of the bow a little, then put on the bowstring, and adjusted the bow gear... During this process, he was quiet and focused, and Nata, who was holding his breath, didn't say anything, but Akasha felt that Rody Those deep eyes filled her with a sense of security.

Twenty minutes before and after, Rody finished adjusting the bow, and then let Nata nock and try to pull it away, but she didn't let her shoot the arrow, but picked up the arrow to have a look, directly removed the arrow, put The body of the arrow was shortened by one centimeter, and the arrow was put back. Then he pointed to a tree not far away and said, "There is a lizard on it, try shooting an arrow."

Nata took the bow with a hesitant expression, then nocked the arrow and shot.

"whoosh"

The moment the arrow left the string, Nata's expression froze suddenly.

In the past, the uncontrollable tremor and the slight jump of the arrow have always been the most troublesome obstacles for her when shooting, but when the arrow flew out, she only felt that the short bow in her left hand shook slightly. The arrow will spin straight and shoot out

Refreshing, unprecedented refreshing.

There is no need to fight against the tremor of bow bouncing, no need to correct the error of arrow distortion, all obstacles are almost completely disappeared

"duh"

The arrow hit the tree, but the arrow was nailed to the top of the lizard——Because the efficiency of the bow increased, the shooting speed became faster, and the point of the arrow's landing also changed accordingly. within.

"The arrow nest still needs to be adjusted, but it is roughly the same."

Rody recalled the trajectory of the arrow, and still seemed dissatisfied—while Nata, who was next to him, stared blankly at the arrow nailed to the tree in the distance, her mind was blank.

She stood there for three to five seconds, and finally said to herself, "Why? Why is this happening?"

Following Rody out of the forest, Nata wanted to learn Rody's archery in her heart. For other aspects, she didn't think that this human being was qualified to teach herself—but the reality ruthlessly shattered her pride. Ta had to bow his head in admiration.

"Can, can you tell me how this is done?"

Nata Gujing's calm tone finally showed some waves, and her appearance even surprised Rody... In his memory, Rody had never seen this Bingshan instructor ask for advice like this.

But he didn't hide his secrets, and started to tell her the working principle of the bow itself: ordinary people naturally think that the bow is too simple, and they just pull and loosen the arrow and go out to finish the job, but they don't know that they want a bow to exert its greatest power. The doorway is very deep.

"The arrow is bent at the moment of shooting, so its length, material, and center of gravity will affect the landing point and flight speed. Your draw distance determines the length of the arrow, and the tension of the bow determines the winding degree of the arrow... Oh, it is soft Hardness..."

This kind of explanation didn't say too much. Roddy knew that she needed time to digest, but it was obvious that this elf girl who was somewhat arrogant was completely overwhelmed by these systematic and detailed theories. Although her expression was still cold, she could Invisibly, it brought a respect.

Luo Di sighed in his heart, he never expected that there would be a day when the mentor would bow his head and listen to his words...

As the night gradually deepened, Nata and Akasha went back to the tent to rest. Rody sat in front of the campfire to watch the night. From this angle, he could still see Akasha's tent glowing faintly. It must be because she was afraid of the dark and let her The ring was on, but apparently she finally stopped pestering herself and was able to sleep alone, and the Huff on her body gradually faded, and it would take a while for her to fully recover.

Rody looked at the orange charcoal fire, thought for a while, but found two notebooks.

One is the notebook left by the witcher Ducal, and the other is the "Energy Essence" borrowed from Brody.

Opening the notebook, the high elf text on it was a bit scribbled, but looking at the format, he could tell it was a diary. Rody frowned slightly, and read the first article roughly, and found that the content was roughly about Ducal's experience of domesticating the snake king Sakya, and there was no What other important information.

So he put down the book and turned to "The Essence of Energy"—but the first sentence at the beginning made him froze in place immediately:

"Arcane, the power beyond the gods."

Affirmative sentences, not interrogative sentences, Roddy can even see the arrogance in the high-elf writing that is a dragon and a snake.

The next day, Parr collared.

The territory entrusted to Soderol by the Duke of Angmar is not very large. In terms of area, it is not comparable to the big nobles such as the Viscount of Telanca or the Earl of Tata. However, as a "baron", he owns a market town, nine The village of Parling is absolutely above average in terms of resources.

"Pal Town" is a small town by the river, which cannot be compared with the size of Kig Town. Residents have lived a peaceful life for many years, paying taxes and farming. Several large shops support the facade of the town. In terms of economic level, it is countless times better than Nolan Village.

As the weather gradually gets colder, there are fewer people active in the morning, but in the core of the territory "Pall Town", the residents have become accustomed to the sound of orderly footsteps and slogans every morning-nearly a hundred soldiers go out every day They have to run around the town for three major laps while wearing armor. After the sun has fully risen, they will go to the school grounds and start their day-to-day training.

This was unheard of in the past.

In this day and age, except for the great lords and the royal family, the nobles have never had a standing army, let alone cavalry that drills all day long... So at first all the commoners felt uneasy: Could it be that the kingdom is about to go to war?

But a month has passed, and the news from asking around tells them that the Karen Kingdom is still stable, and there is no sign of war at all.

So the new Lord Soderol became a "joke", and was even called a "war madman" and "lunatic" by the farmers in private.

"The group of lunatics started training again."

"It seems that the lord is running with him again. It's ridiculous."

"I heard that they were just a group of frontier scouts before. They must have been frightened by those thieves, and they dare not relax until now, right?"

"Who knows? He rushes around every day, and his aura looks quite scary..."

"What time is it, and there are no wars..."

The commoners don't understand the lord's strange style at all, and similar comments have been going on for more than a month. But no matter what they said, the new lord Soderol did not give any explanation. He just assigned the affairs of the territory to the new steward, and then participated in training in the school ground all day long. He didn't seem to enjoy life at all. But it was harder than the average soldier.

Because he was training alone with the Knights of Wellington