What is this?!
It didn't seem to be Originium Arts, but some kind of physical skill. Looking at the juice seeping from the apple, Fiammetta felt a profound sense of unreality.
That arrow had sunk in very shallowly.
From Fiammetta's angle, only the very tip of the arrowhead had entered the apple. The whole fruit had been pushed backward and rolled a short distance. In terms of power alone, that shot could not even pierce the thinnest plate armor.
But this... simply defied common sense!
Had the technology outside truly advanced to such an unfathomable degree? That made no sense.
"Don't be surprised."
Hoshino calmly returned the compound bow to Fiammetta. "Two cams and three strings can reduce the draw weight by eighty percent. Even a little girl can draw eighty pounds to full draw. Landon Monastery's technology does have its merits."
"But compared to a gun, it's still too weak," Fiammetta said.
Bows and guns were both firing mechanisms for Originium Arts, yet the gap in firing speed was as vast as the difference between products of civilizations two centuries apart.
Hoshino wore a thoughtful expression. Fiammetta did not quite dare to disturb her, so she reached out and handed over her quiver. There were thirty assorted arrows in it. The shrine maiden had used one on the apple, leaving twenty-nine.
Hoshino nodded, took the quiver, and casually set it beside her as she prepared to draw the bow again.
"It wouldn't hurt to broaden your horizons."
All twenty-nine arrows were in her hands. Hoshino no longer even looked like she was using a compound bow. Her drawing posture was so amateurish it could not have been worse; merely keeping the arrows from slipping through her fingers was already the limit.
Archery was really hard.
Fortunately, she had the