I'm in Type-Moon, how can I let you bully me?

Draw the bow, shoot the arrow, hit the target.

Russell accomplished this in one go.

"Sisyphus, Ten Rings!"

The fair referee Katniss announced the verdict loudly and then gave Russell a thumbs up.

Russell chuckled.

After this, no matter what Atalanta wanted to use to decide victory, it was actually useless.

after all......

The impartial judge seemed to have been biased towards him.

"It's your turn, Ata."

85. Amazing wisdom may be contagious (8/18)

It’s all going according to plan!

A smile of plan came across Atalanta's face.

She looked at Russell with a triumphant look in her eyes, feeling that victory was already a foregone conclusion.

You've been fooled, Sisyphus!

Atalanta was somewhat excited that the plan she had come up with in a very short time had succeeded.

Sisyphus, who was competing in archery with the mountains as the distance, naturally could not make a mistake on the target at such a distance.

Atalanta knew this, but...

In this kind of competition where no one can miss, the person who shoots last has the advantage over the person who shoots first!

This is the premise of Atalanta's plan and the true meaning of giving up the initiative.

It is not like a race where you let your opponent run first and you chase after him.

The reason why people give in like this during a race is that they have enough margin to win.

Even if you start later, you will arrive first.

But now, it's completely different.

Atalanta believed that she had no guarantee of victory, and that she was even boasting when she said that.

The truth is, she even feels that victory is slim.

but......

Things are different now.

Sisyphus, who shot first, got full marks using only ordinary shooting methods.

And I can use more amazing shooting skills to achieve the same result and conquer Katniss, the referee!

When the scores are equal, the viewing experience is the means to determine the winner.

Atalanta already knew what to do!

"It's your turn, Ata..."

Faced with such a name, Atalanta's heart was like a calm lake broken by a stone, and ripples began to form in her heart.

It was the first time I used such an intimate name at a time like this...

It's totally cheating!

Gritting her teeth to suppress her restless heart, Atalanta did not look at Russell, but took the longbow from his hand.

Then, as she had done a thousand times in honing her skills, she nocked the arrow onto the bowstring.

Aim, draw the bow, and shoot the arrow.

The arrow flew out steadily.

The graceful arc it displays when flying can even be called a work of art.

Atalanta showed no sign of appreciation, but instead watched the trajectory of the arrow nervously.

It was clearly a strike that would not miss, a strike that had been honed through thousands of trials and tribulations, a strike that had become instinctive.

But Atalanta had never been so nervous.

She even held her breath unnaturally until the arrow finally reached the bull's eye.

Atalanta was delighted to see that the arrow she shot, after breaking Sisyphus's arrow, even penetrated the center of the bull's eye, and did not fall until it pierced several large trees behind the target.

Won!

Atalanta waited confidently for Katniss's verdict.

Victory belongs to her.

One is to hit the ten rings calmly.

One of them also hit the ten rings, and broke the arrow of the previous opponent, and even penetrated the center of the bull's eye. The arrow continued to move forward and penetrated several large trees in succession before stopping.

Who wins and who loses, the result is obvious, right?

Katniss looked at the result on the target and was very confused.

It’s over, it’s over. I didn’t expect Atalanta to use this trick.

Originally, she was very supportive of Sisyphus, who praised her so sincerely and had good vision.

but now......

It seems that Atalanta is indeed better.

How to do?

Katniss feels that she still has to follow the rules.

Just as she was about to announce Atalanta's victory, Russell suddenly stepped forward and asked Katniss doubtfully, "Speaking of which, Katniss, as an impartial referee and a legendary hero, can you tell me the rules of victory?"

"oops......"

Being praised so objectively, Katniss even blushed a little.

"It's based on the arrow's score on the target."

She felt a little embarrassed facing Russell.

It's obvious that people have such good vision and praise her so objectively.

But she could do nothing to help and could only announce the result of Atalanta's victory.

only......

Russell seemed confused and asked, "In that case, if Ata's arrow didn't hit the target, how should the score be calculated?"

"..."

Katniss suddenly fell silent.

At this moment, the light of Venus seemed to shine on her head.

A familiar and astonishing wisdom suddenly descended upon me.

At this moment, as if possessed by the goddess Ishtar, Katniss blurted out, "I understand!"

"Sisyphus scored a ten-ring! Atalanta's target had no arrows!!!"

"Sisyphus wins!"

I am so clever!

And, that's fair, isn't it?

Although the arrow shot by Atalanta was very spectacular, it definitely didn't hit the target!

Katniss couldn't help but feel proud of her own intelligence.

But he didn't see that after a brief silence, Atalanta rushed forward like an erupting volcano.

"What the hell are you talking about, Katniss!!!"

I don't understand...

I don't understand at all...

Atalanta really doesn't understand Katniss's train of thought. Why would she use such an excuse to judge herself as the loser?

She gripped Katniss's collar and spoke through gritted teeth.

"Think about it carefully, Katniss!"

"The authority of the referee is unquestionable."

Katniss was very dissatisfied that Atalanta dared to question her budding amazing wisdom.

"Could it be that your arrow hit the target?"

"..."

Atalanta really couldn't refute this.

In order to pursue the viewing experience, she did ejaculate with greater force.

However, shouldn't a normal referee declare his victory after giving praise?

Who would really insist on whether the arrow is on the target or not?

"I want to compete again!"

"Oh?"

Katniss narrowed her eyes and then showed a smile that Atalanta thought was asking for a beating.

"It's okay. If you can't afford to lose, you can certainly ask for a rematch."

“Who can’t afford to lose?”

Although she knew it was just a simple provocation, Atalanta still couldn't stand it.

After struggling for a while, she still walked hesitantly in front of Russell, pulling the corners of her clothes back and forth with her hands, pretending to be fearless.

"If you have any requests, just tell me! I...well..."

Atalanta's tough words were silenced by Russell before she could finish them.

Um......

Sealed in every sense of the word.

Katniss' eyes widened as she stared at the scene in amazement, not missing a single detail, only finding it absurd.

"How can you guys do this in front of me? It's really..."

It seems quite comfortable.

Katniss glanced at the target beside her, and suddenly an idea came to her mind.

The game doesn't seem to be over yet, does she want to cum too?

86. If you want to take action, please kill me first (9/18)

"Well......"

At first, Atalanta was distracted by the sudden attack.

She was completely unaware of what was happening and just immersed herself in it.

After realizing what was happening, Atalanta slapped Russell repeatedly, trying to push the man away and break free from his restraints.

Various restraints...

However, it was completely unfinished.

Once Russell got serious, Atalanta's struggles were useless.

The disparity in strength, the gap in martial arts, and even the different proficiency in kissing skills.