Archer's Adventure Manual

Lorraine's simple arrow hit the target precisely without any problem.

Alid was also drawing his bow and nocking an arrow, hitting the target with equal precision.

"Arid, are there any tricks or rules to this archery competition?" Loran asked curiously.

Arid explained, "The rules for the preliminary round are that as long as the contestant shoots all ten arrows within the allotted time, the score is calculated based on the rings hit on the target. Hitting the target from 1 to 10 rings will earn the corresponding number of rings."

"Those who score below 85 in the preliminary round will be directly eliminated and will not qualify for the final competition. Those who score above this number will be selected as the top 16 contestants to perform at the wedding!"

"If you want to know the secret, just focus. You'll probably be fine in the preliminaries."

Loran nodded. The target was about 30 meters away. At this distance, it was easy to hit the bullseye with precision shooting. It was not difficult for him at all.

"What about the official competitions?" Loran asked curiously.

"The official competition includes more than just this event. This is the first event in the main competition, and half of the participants will be eliminated based on their points. Then, the second event will begin."

"The second event only tests accuracy. Only five consecutive arrows hitting the bullseye can be considered as passing. If you miss even one arrow, you will lose all your points and be judged as failing."

"Those who remain will enter the third event, where obstacles with many holes will be set up in front of the target. The arrows must pass precisely through these holes to hit the highest ring score in order to earn points."

"Usually, by this stage, only a few contestants have been narrowed down. They will then engage in a shooting exercise involving intercepting falling objects, which means hitting the falling object at the right moment in mid-air to ensure it is hit before it hits the ground, until only the last two contestants remain."

"The last project... I don't know anymore, it changes every year," Arid said, shaking his head.

Loran was also astonished when he heard about these events. Although he was trained in archery, he knew absolutely nothing about archery competitions.

Now that I've heard what Arid said, it doesn't feel so bad. In the end, the most important thing is accuracy. And the target wasn't that far away, so Loran actually had a very good chance.

Even if it doesn't work out, as Arid said, the point is to participate, so it's not a wasted trip.

Loran recalled practicing archery in his dream. He looked at the target in front of him and raised the bow slightly. He didn't intend to use any skills now; he wanted to see just how accurate he was.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Lorran shot ten arrows, all of which hovered between the 9 and 10 rings, with three arrows hitting the bullseye. This level of accuracy was quite acceptable.

After all, in actual combat, the enemy's head is not as small as a bullseye. However, other factors may be taken into account in actual combat, such as the issue of movement.

Arid, seeing Loran's ten arrows, was full of praise. "Loran, I never imagined you not only had novel ideas, but your skills were also excellent. I feel very lucky to have met you as a friend!"

Loran smiled slightly and didn't say anything more.

Arid also began practicing. This nobleman's technique was also quite good; his score for ten arrows should be slightly higher than Loran's.

Loran, however, became curious. As an archer, he had mastered the skill of accurate shooting using the Adventure Manual, but that was given to him by the Adventure Manual. What if he had to do it on his own?

"Arid, what are most of the skills that archers can generally master?" Loran asked Arid with curiosity.

As an adventurer, he hadn't had much contact with archers, but this noble young man in front of him should know something about them.

Arid was taken aback, but then, remembering Loran's identity as an adventurer, he understood. He patiently explained, "Many of the skills an archer possesses are related to strength, rate of fire, and accuracy."

"There are those that greatly increase the hit rate, like 'Careful Aim' (that's what they call it, of course), and others that increase damage, like 'Critical Strike' that makes arrows more powerful, and 'Rapid Fire' that sacrifices some damage to speed up the drawing and firing of the bow..."

"These are some skills that archers often master, and they are all quite useful. However, compared to the practicality of warrior skills, they are still somewhat lacking, and the skill requirements are also high. It's still tough being an archer."

"Arid said with emotion."

Loran smiled helplessly, "Yes, the only advantage that bows and arrows have over warriors is their range."

Arid shook his head helplessly, "However, this advantage will become even more vulnerable when there is a mage in the team... But I believe that the bow will definitely find its own way, Loran. Just like the bow you designed, people have given it enough sincerity, and the bow will respond in kind."

After practicing archery with Arid for a while, Lorraine returned home, quietly awaiting tomorrow's preliminary rounds, and slowly drifted off to sleep.

In his dream, Loran stretched, though he found the idea of ​​sleeping in a dream a little strange...

This place can be considered a small world that values ​​logic. Loran doesn't know the principles behind its construction, but he knows that it benefits him, which is enough.

"Knock knock knock." There was a knock on the door.

Loran opened the door and saw Meert holding a bow and arrow.

"Loran! I'm about to participate in an archery competition! I hope... you can give me some pointers during the competition! Each noble can bring an assistant, and I really need your help."

Mylt got straight to the point and stated his needs.

Loran was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected such a coincidence. Mylt was also participating in an archery competition in the dream world, but this competition was more formal than the one in town.

After all, winning a place in this competition would allow him to go to the capital city of Plassen for the tournament. Just as Mylt said, only by achieving a high ranking could he enter the academy to study, and this was an opportunity he had to seize.

Lorraine also has a match coming up soon, so helping Meld get used to the arena environment in advance isn't a bad thing.

"Okay, no problem, but most things on the field depend on yourself. I can only play an encouraging role," Loran joked.

Mylt replied earnestly, "Don't worry, with all my training experience over this long period, I won't let you down!"

Time flew by in the dream, and before they knew it, it was time for Meyer to participate in the competition. Loran followed Meyer into the competition venue as his assistant.

This is a spacious shooting range, surrounded by many high stands where many nobles are watching.

The athletes at the shooting range are constantly warming up to ensure they are in top form.

Looking at the expressions of everyone around him, Loran couldn't help but feel a little emotional. These people's expressions were so real, they were just like the real thing.

It's no wonder that those villagers, who were labeled as mentally ill, would fall into such a dream. If Loran hadn't had the independent consciousness that came from another time, he probably would have been just as addicted to it.