Rifle charge in Ark, but without a mount

Amidst the constant cheering and the warm atmosphere, the morning passed by and soon it was time for lunch. However, there were still many operators surrounding Margaret and asking her questions enthusiastically, so Claude could not get away for the time being. Margaret was a serious person and would answer questions seriously whenever someone asked her a question. This meant that every minute of lunch time passed and Claude still could not meet up with her.

Claude sighed and had already put away his weapons. For today's training, he was equipped with a full set of armor, but if he didn't want to miss lunch, he had to speed up and do something.

Soon Claude also rushed into the crowd. He also had a huge reputation in Rhodes Island and immediately attracted a lot of attention. He continued to answer the operators' questions with his rich experience. The two gradually approached each other in the tide of the crowd. One by one, the operators got their answers and left contentedly. The distance between the two became closer and closer.

Just like two people swimming opposite each other in a lake, if they want to get closer to each other, they have to push away the surrounding water to move forward. But Margaret was inexperienced after all, and couldn't apply what she had learned like Claude did, so in the end it was Claude who got closer to the other person first.

"There's no need to apply that toughened coating to the shield. It's of limited use and not as wear-resistant as advertised. After a few months of use, the paint will gradually wear off, revealing the steel underneath. Not only will it not improve the strength of your shield, but it will also cost you a lot of money. This brand is already notorious in Casimir..."

"Thanks to you, Mr. Claude. Otherwise, I would have to spend this month's salary. Not only would I not get any promotion, but I would also have to go to the cafeteria every day to wait for leftover bread... Come to think of it, why is there no leftover bread in the cafeteria recently? Has everyone's appetite improved so much?... Anyway, thank you very much, Mr. Claude!!"

After seeing off the last heavy-armored operator, he thanked them while rushing to the cafeteria. This also reminded them that 10 minutes had passed before meal time. If they didn't hurry up, they would only be able to find cold bread.

The two looked at each other for a while. Now they were the only two left in the place as everyone else had gone to eat.

Without hesitation, Claude naturally extended an invitation to the other party.

"Margaret, let's go have lunch together."

"Ok."

Margaret agreed naturally, as if she had been prepared for it.

"Let's go! ..."

With a slight wave to the top of the tower, a white figure turned over and jumped down, landing steadily on the ground. The hem of the short cloak slowly fell with the flow of air. He stood up and tidied his hair. Xinteleya's hair was neatly trimmed. The way she appeared just now was handsome, but her hairstyle was definitely messy.

Margaret didn't seem surprised at all, she had noticed him a long time ago, and he had never concealed his whereabouts. He deliberately maintained a level that ordinary people could not see, but she just happened to notice, as if to announce his presence to the two of them. This approach was now only something that an elite killer like her could do.

"Let's go and have dinner. It seems that there are dishes from Yan Country today. Wouldn't you like it very much? I have ordered one for you."

"Really? I'm really looking forward to it..."

She simply nodded to Margaret, an attitude that seemed a little too cold for a teammate who was working together to deal with a strong enemy, but they both knew what was going on, and Margaret would not and was unwilling to back down, and she believed that the other party was the same. This was a dispute that belonged only to the two of them and they could not admit defeat.

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"Then let's go. In a little while, the cafeteria will start washing the dishes..."

ps: I have a fever right now????

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 2 The Situation Is Not Good ()

The atmosphere was very subtle, and Claude noticed it. There seemed to be some conflict between his companions. Although it did not appear directly in front of him, he still found clues. Whether in the cafeteria or on the way to the cafeteria, he felt a strange atmosphere sandwiched between two people, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The combination of the three of them also attracted a lot of attention. Many people looked at Xinteleya curiously, because they had never seen this person in the past few days. It was as if she suddenly appeared. Because of the training just now, Margaret and Claude were greeted from time to time. They were just going to the cafeteria to get a meal, but they almost blocked the narrow corridor.

No one wanted to be stared at by hundreds of eyes during meal time, so the three of them sped up tacitly, and after packing their meals in the cafeteria, they returned to the dormitory, completely getting rid of those operators who were watching the fun. The three of them came to Claude's dormitory and put the packed food on the table. Ceob and Hart did not eat with the three of them. Claude paid for a meal card for each of them. If they were hungry, they could go directly to the cafeteria to buy food, which also saved Hart from taking Ceob to the cafeteria's back kitchen to "hunt" every day. That guy always found a way to sneak in, and even the elite operators couldn't catch her.

"Rhodes Island will reach the destination in one day. We will have to walk the rest of the way on our own. I rented two cars from the Engineering Department, which should be enough for us to reach our destination... Rhodes Island will pass by here again in a week, and we can take another ride then."

The three of them quickly ate the packed food. Claude took out the terminal and planned their route again. There has never been any absolutely safe route in this land. They need to rely on the Scourge Messenger to constantly update the information, publish it on the local area network, and then adjust it according to their own route. So Claude has been paying attention to the webpage of Sargon Scourge Messenger, paying attention to the Scourge information that is updated every few dozen minutes, to decide whether they should continue the route or change the itinerary.

"Is it almost time?... No wonder the air feels increasingly hot and humid these days."

As Xinteleya spoke, she tied up her hair, looking like she was recalling some bad memories, the sticky and disgusting bugs in Dishui Village. There were countless kinds of bugs, big and small, and they were distributed very evenly. When she was walking alone in the jungle, the bugs would always rub against her clothes.

"There may be more insects in that place, so we should be prepared. It is said that up to now, less than 20% of the local species survey has been completed. We can encounter a new species wherever we go."

"We do need to take protective measures, especially in this kind of wild environment, which is most susceptible to Originium infection."

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Although the atmosphere was a bit weird, with Claude mediating, the three of them still chatted for a long time. After all, they were on vacation and had a lot of free time every day. Rhodes Island's cultural entertainment was also excellent. In just two or three days, almost everyone found something that interested them.

"Claude, what are your plans this afternoon?"

The peaceful atmosphere did not last long. Xintlia's question broke the situation, but Claude did not think much about it. After thinking carefully, he found that he did not have anything important to do, so he opened his mouth to answer.

"I don't have anything else to do today. I've already done most of what I needed to do this morning, and there hasn't been any news from either side, so maybe I'll be idle until we reach our destination."

"How about I teach you archery this afternoon? I see you can use many weapons, but this is the only one you can't do."

"Archery? ... My previous fighting style was not suitable for bows and arrows, so I have always used javelins as my main long-range means... Okay, okay, it doesn't hurt to learn it. After all, I can even use a war hammer. It can make up for my last shortcoming..."

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Should I speak up?

She couldn't help but ask herself this in her heart. It was normal for Xintlia to invite Claude, and there was nothing wrong with it. They were comrades who shared life and death. She should continue to do what she should do and should not interfere in their private affairs.

But she couldn't say such words. Margaret was an upright knight, and the first person she would not deceive was herself. She knew that she didn't want such a thing to happen. She knew what kind of feelings she had for Claude, so she had no doubts and saw everything clearly.

But precisely because she was an upright person, she could not make unreasonable demands. The two emotions kept conflicting in her heart, causing her to fall into a state of entanglement that was extremely rare.

Margaret remained in this tangled state and didn't say anything until she said goodbye to Claude.

Even when she returned to her dormitory, she still felt a sense of loss in her heart, as if she had experienced an unexpected failure and her mood could not calm down for a long time.

She certainly wasn't afraid of failure, and she had experienced it before. But she always managed to bury the bitterness of failure in her heart and turn it into nutrients for her growth. But now she was facing a field that she had never known before, and she felt even more confused.

She lay on her bed with some distress. She was not wearing any armor, so she rolled around on the bed boldly. Suddenly, she felt a flexible object hitting her hair. She pulled out a book from under the quilt with some confusion. She didn't remember putting the books here. Although she brought a few books, they were all well stored on the bookshelf.

But this book still has a plastic cover, which shows that it is a new book. And only he and his sister have the permission to open his room. If we rule out the possibility of spy intrusion, it should have been placed here by Maria.

Margaret carefully sent a message to her sister, and soon received a positive reply from her:

"Yes, there is such an interesting book in the library of Rhodes Island! I want you to take a look at it too!! I have already read the third part......"

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After hanging up the call from Maria, Margaret looked at the book that Maria highly recommended and became interested. She looked at the cover carefully and found that it seemed to be a novel.

Margaret knew very little about novels, she just knew that such a thing existed, but since her sister strongly recommended it, it must have something outstanding.

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With this thought in mind, Margaret decided to use her lunch break to take a quick look, which shouldn't take too long.

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 3 The Situation Is Not Good ()

The terminal on the desktop vibrated slightly and made a loud beeping sound, which suddenly woke Margaret up. Realizing that she had missed the time, she quickly reached for the terminal and opened the screen, only to find that it was already afternoon. She had been reading the novel here for three hours.

Margaret, who was never late, felt a little frustrated. She was so immersed in the book that she accidentally forgot the time.

The writing style of this book was not excellent, but she immersed herself in it wholeheartedly as if possessed. The various storylines described in it shocked her so much that she even blushed, but she could not help but continue reading. Different from Casimir's traditional knight novels, the description of love in it was bolder and more skillful.

This was completely new knowledge that Margaret had never heard of before, which was completely refreshing for her. At the same time, she was extremely impressed by the author. In her opinion, the person who could write such a book must be an expert in love, otherwise how could he write so many unheard-of and bizarre plots?

Margaret put the book on the table and stood up. Since she had nothing else to do in the afternoon, she might as well go to the training ground to practice martial arts as usual. There are still many areas where she is far from good enough and she still needs to hone her skills and sharpen her will. It is a little late to go now and she must hurry up.

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Bows and arrows were not unfamiliar weapons to Claude. After all, he had hundreds of scars of varying sizes on his body, most of which were left by bows and arrows. Even the Sky Knight's airtight armor could not withstand too many heavy arrows from the elves' elite archers before forming a complete magic pattern network. Coupled with the various negative effects on the arrows, if Claude's body had not been strong enough, he would have been dragged down by those scars long ago.

As mentioned before, air knights are not suitable for using bows and arrows. The most important reason is that their mounts can fly into the sky. In turbulent air currents, bows and arrows, which require stable force, are naturally not suitable for them to use. After all, a flap of the griffin's wings and a slight turn may disrupt the knight's bow pulling action, and the arrows shot out will naturally go off target.

Javelins, which have extremely fast attack speeds and are far more powerful than bows and arrows, are better suited to fleeting fights in the sky. With the inertia of a griffin's dive, a javelin thrown by a qualified air knight is enough to penetrate a war treeman, causing great interference to the infantry phalanx and causing casualties ranging from several to dozens of people. Even the disadvantage in range was later fully compensated by alchemy.

Therefore, there was nothing related to bows and arrows in the Sky Knight's training. Claude only knew how to pull the bow. Apart from that, he knew nothing about how to aim or shoot arrows. And that was only limited to traditional bows and arrows. His understanding of this compound bow with a complicated pulley system was no different from that of an ordinary person.

In his hand was a training bow. Its performance was not very good, but it was durable enough and suitable for beginners to get started.

Holding the bow handle with his left hand, hooking the string with three fingers of his right hand, pushing the bow with his front hand and pulling the string with his back hand, Claude pulled the bow steadily. Can we say that he is worthy of being a super Terran? The pulling force of the bow here is calculated in Victorian weight units "pounds", which is basically the same as the modern pulling force calculation method, but this bow, which is mainly for beginners, has a pulling force of about 90 pounds. It is said that even a thin girl can pull it, but if this pulling force is put in modern times, it is enough to make most adult men helpless.

But in this world, a thin girl can pull off 90 pounds. It is a stretch to even call it entry-level. It is almost reduced to an entertainment prop.

Although Claude pulled the bow, his posture was far from standard. He simply relied on his own powerful strength to force the bow to bend. There was an arrow already stuck on the string. As long as he lightly released his fingers, the sharp arrow would fly forward, carrying enough kinetic energy to tear through one millimeter thick metal.

He waited motionlessly for Xintlia's instructions. Anyway, this little pulling force was like a feather hanging on his fingertips, and he could maintain this posture for a few days without any problem.

"The front arm should be stretched as straight as possible, and the bowstring of the back hand should be pulled to a certain position. This position needs to be found according to your own feelings. Find a position that you feel is suitable for you. Generally speaking, it is near the lower part of the cheekbone... Make sure that the movements are consistent every time..."

Cinderella reached out to hold Claude's left arm, and Claude cooperated by straightening his slightly bent left arm. Her slender palm slowly stroked along the black fabric to his shoulder and tapped the shoulder joint, so that Claude's shoulder blade immediately became a straight line with his arm. The white-haired girl kept walking around Claude, correcting his posture from time to time.

A few minutes later, Claude's posture was close to the standard. When Hinterea was about to let him try shooting the arrow, she still found something wrong.

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The girl next to him suddenly stopped talking. When Claude was wondering, a slender body suddenly pressed against his back and stroked his wrist.

Claude was like being electrocuted, and his whole body became stiff. The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the body next to him was also getting hot at a very fast speed.

"...Don't hold the handle of your wrist so tightly, it will interfere with the moment of releasing the arrow..., let your fingers loosen naturally, imagine that the bowstring is breaking free from your fingers, not you letting go of it..."

Xinteleya's voice came from behind his ear, and the hot breath she exhaled caressed Claude's ears and hair. This unexpectedly bold move caught Claude off guard, but he was still keenly aware that the girl's voice was completely different from usual. Not only was it a little stuttering, but it also had a little bit of tremor.

Claude's fingers gently loosened the bowstring, and the arrow flew out and pierced the lower right side of the target, missing the bull's eye. This was natural, after all, this was the first arrow Claude had shot, but Claude still kept the gesture of letting go, because the figure holding his waist had no intention of letting go, but instead held him tighter and tighter as time passed.

"You idiot..."

The girl's slight complaint came through her clothes, so faint that it was almost inaudible, but it reached Claude's ears clearly.

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 197: Archery Instruction and Sargon

"What's wrong? ... Is there something wrong with my movements? Then you should be more patient. After all, this is my first time drawing a bow..."

Claude thought there was something wrong with his action. After all, the arrow did not hit the center of the bull's eye, but was off by about 50 centimeters. However, he felt that it was unnecessary to be so strict for a beginner. Although he could be considered a genius, he still needed a process of accumulating experience. At least now he had a general understanding of the archery process.

But he had an intuition in his heart, telling him that the other party was not talking about the problem of archery posture, but another very troublesome and complicated situation. This intuition was so inexplicable and sudden, but it had a convincing power. This also made Claude cautious, and decided to start with a sentence that would not be a problem no matter how he said it.

"…It's confirmed. You are indeed an idiot…"

Two fingers pinched Claude's skin through the thick clothing and twisted it. With two layers of cushioning and Claude's strong skin, there was not much pain. It was more like expressing his dissatisfaction than an attack.

Just as Claude was about to ask again, the other party's slender hands rested on his arms, still in that posture of pressing her whole body against him, but because she was much shorter than Claude, her forehead rested on his back, which from a distance looked no different from a hug.

"…You need to relax your arms and body a little more, and just keep the same position and make some minor adjustments… The rest will require a lot of practice, but once you have enough experience, you can try shooting at moving targets."

Xinteleya continued to teach archery as if nothing had happened. But an inexplicable atmosphere had begun to spread here, which was definitely very different from the beginning.

Another arrow was shot, and this time it hit the bull's eye accurately. This was only the second arrow. Relying on the absolute control over his limbs, he did this easily. Although the distance was only 30 meters, even if the distance was farther, as long as he slightly raised the bow according to the data just now, he should be able to hit the target.

"Not bad, you might have a talent for this. If you shoot farther, you have to consider the effect of airflow on the arrow. At that point, even the weight of the arrow will be important. A little more or a little less will have a huge impact. You'll need to find a specialized craftsman to give you an arrow with the right force and weight..."

"It sounds like it will cost a lot of money. Arrows are consumables after all. If they are damaged, they need to be replaced."

"Of course, especially for assassins like us. Although the organization will distribute arrows to us, we still have to pay for them. And they are more expensive than buying them on the market. Only a fool would use them... Most of us can only buy them ourselves, and we would feel sad for a long time if we missed one."

"Then why didn't you ask me for money later? In order to deal with the Ursus patrol, you used up your arrows very quickly. During that period, I saw that the arrows in your quiver were getting fewer and fewer. Later, you even picked up arrows from the Ursus people... I was confused. We don't have any craftsmen at all. Where can we buy arrows in a place like that?"

"Did you notice it?"

The girl's voice sounded a little surprised, but she could not suppress her joy.

"Of course I noticed. Your accuracy will drop if you suddenly change arrows. There were a few times when you missed the target by a lot, so I naturally noticed it... Although you adjust quickly and can often return to your previous level with the second arrow, I know you better than you think."

"Do you mean to say that you have been keeping an eye on me on the battlefield?"

Another arrow was shot. This time the target was a little further away, but the arrow still hit the bull's eye squarely. Claude already had a good feel for it at this moment. The moment he released the bowstring, he could roughly know whether he could hit the target.

"Yes."

Claude's unreserved admission made Xintelaiya panic. She trembled slightly while clinging to Claude's body, and the sound of her heartbeat could be heard from her back.

"We have been working together for a long time. No matter what, I don't want you to be killed by stray arrows on the battlefield. I care about your safety..."

The slender hands that supported his arms had unconsciously shrunk back, and the vibration from behind was as sudden as a knee-jerk reflex, causing Claude to tremble slightly, and the arrow deflected upwards and hit the center above.

Claude continued to move, pulling out another arrow and putting it on the string, then pulled the bow steadily.

"A real war will inevitably involve bloodshed, but I hope that most of the blood will be shed by the enemy, while my friends, my subordinates, and my soldiers will shed the least blood. We are going to walk a road full of thorns. If possible, when I reach the end, I hope that you can all be by my side, without missing a single person."

Claude shot the last arrow in his quiver with a smile, and hit the bull's eye accurately again. He gently put down the bow, turned around, and gently hugged the white-haired girl.

"So if there is any danger, come and hide behind me. I will protect you well. I am very lucky and will live longer than any of you..."

Cintrea buried her head in Claude's clothes and rubbed it hard.

"Also... I seem to have already graduated. Are you the master with the shortest teaching time in the world?..."

"Don't be so arrogant!... You are still far from it... You are only at the entry level now. If you want to reach my level, you need to practice for at least three years... no, five years! Don't forget to come to me for training when you have time..."

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Sargon has two extreme landforms: the most humid and hot tropical rainforest and the most arid desert. Although the country is vast, it seems possible that these two landforms exist. But the most counterintuitive thing is that the distance between these two landforms is very close. In many places, there is only a short Gobi desert next to the endless yellow sand, and then there is a dense tropical rainforest. It is so abrupt and abrupt, just like two pictures overlapped, but it is a real scene.

Although the climate is very different, the high temperature that has remained unchanged for thousands of years is the same. The air is surging with heat waves to a degree visible to the naked eye, which also marks that they have entered a land full of exotic customs.

Sargon arrives.

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 1: Adventure in the Jungle ()

The roads in the tropical rainforest are never reliable and permanent. The vegetation here grows much faster than in other places. In just a few days, dense vines and weeds will cover the roads that people have worked hard to open up. If you want to pass through the lush rainforest again, you can only use a machete to chop the vines and branches to open up a new path.

And this is definitely not a good place for vacation, at least not for ordinary people. Claude was certain of this 15 minutes after arriving here.

People are often attracted by the primitive and wild scenery of the jungle, but ignore the threats contained therein. Not to mention, if they do not hire a guide who is familiar with the road conditions, they will get lost in the green maze of various large and small vegetation in the tropical rainforest in just a few hours, and it will be extremely difficult to get out.