Chapter 87:The Elven Forest [4]

After gaining a mere ten more points in the last 30 seconds of the competition, I glanced at Albert's bow, which was lying a few meters away from me, and the corrupted bow in my hands.

Why the hell couldn't my bow do that!?

Of course, I knew it was a skill difference, but blaming myself wouldn't do anything, so I needed to blame something else!

Well, even if I couldn't copy Albert's technique, this trip wasn't completely useless as I now know what a real bow looks like...

Engraving the image of Albert's bow, I dismissed the bow in my hands before re-manifesting it to mimic Albert's bow completely, except for the color.

*CLAP*

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Hearing the thundering applause and sneers, I considered putting my new elegant bow to use...

Getting angry at losing now wouldn't do anything. Anyway, my primary weapon was a dagger, so who cares about the bow?

Not me, that's for sure...!