Shoot with Great Precision

The sun rose from the east, casting bright rays of light.

On the ground, the accumulated snow gradually melted, and the cold morning wind swept through, carrying a refreshing scent in the air. On the vast training ground, students gathered in groups of three or four.

Not far away, on an open space.

Swish!

Arrows whizzed through the air, accurately hitting the bullseye. A faint smile appeared on Sauron's face, quite satisfied with the result.

After a night of rest, he had fully recovered.

Since advancing to the Knight realm, Sauron's various physical attributes had significantly improved. Even his archery technique felt more proficient.

With only five days left until the spring hunting trial, even with the proficiency panel, it was impossible for Sauron to breakthrough from the primary level Knight realm to the intermediate level in such a short time.

Therefore, for the remaining few days, he decided to temporarily pause the cultivation of the Breathing Technique and focus on practicing archery and sword techniques.

Anyway, advancing to the Knight realm was already sufficient preparation for the upcoming spring hunting trial.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Sauron remained focused, continuing to practice his archery technique. The entire morning passed quickly, and his archery technique finally reached a breakthrough.

"Ding! Archery Technique upgraded!"

"Ding! Learned skill: Archery Technique · Shoot with Great Precision!"

A voice sounded in his ears, and Sauron, with a glint in his eyes, opened the data panel. A new line of information appeared in the skill section.

Skill: [Archery Technique · Shoot with Great Precision]!

Clearly, this was the skill Sauron comprehended after reaching Level 5 in archery technique. It allowed him to shoot with great precision within a hundred paces.

"Let's give it a try!"

Eager to test it out, Sauron then bent his bow, aimed at the farthest target, and shot an arrow.

Swish!

With a sharp sound, the arrow precisely hit the bullseye. A small smile curled on Sauron's lips as he admired his own shot.

"Good shot!"

At that moment, a round of applause came from nearby. Ron approached, watching the arrow that hit the center of the target, sincerely praising Sauron.

"Ron."

Sauron greeted him with a light laugh. "Why do you have time to come to the training ground today? Have you sorted out the matters at home?"

It had been ten days since they last met.

Ron explained, "Not yet. Things in the southern territories are getting messier. Three of our family's caravans have lost contact."

"I originally planned to stay at home to help. But when my father learned about the spring hunting trial, he kicked me back here and told me to prepare in the remaining few days."

Sauron's expression showed a hint of contemplation.

He had heard about the turmoil in the south. It was said to be caused by a peasant uprising, but the deeper reasons were unknown.

Ron's father came from a merchant background, controlling dozens of caravans. Most of these caravans traded in the southern territories, and the current unrest in the south had a significant impact on Ron's family business.

"Let's not talk about that."

Ron waved his hand, saying, "The spring hunting trial is about to begin. We have five days left, so let's focus on preparing!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Sauron, with a concentrated expression, continued to practice archery technique. By the end of the morning, his archery technique reached Level 5.

"Ding! Archery Technique upgraded!"

"Ding! Learned skill: Archery Technique · Shoot with Great Precision!"

Sauron's eyes flashed. Since it took a lot of time to upgrade archery technique after reaching Level 5, he planned to use the remaining five days to cultivate Armybreak Swordsmanship.

"Still want to continue?" Sauron asked.

"Continue?!"

Ron exaggeratedly shook his head, saying, "What a joke! If we continue, I might have to leave the training ground lying down."

"But speaking of which, what's up with you?"

Ron raised an eyebrow, looking at Sauron with suspicion. "Training for so long, how come you don't seem tired at all? Not a drop of sweat on your body."

"Who knows? Maybe you're just too exhausted? I heard someone frequents the Flower Street, staying there until dawn every night."

"Uh..."

Ron blushed, trying to defend himself. "What are you talking about? I don't even understand. I never go to such places."

A sly smile appeared on Sauron's face. "Well, I heard that someone often visits the Flower Street, partying until dawn every night."

While Ron was standing up, pretending to be calm but feeling a bit uneasy, the training ground suddenly became chaotic.

"It's Lady Myrcella, the Red Knight!"

"Oh my god! It's really her!"

"Why is this lady back at the academy? Is it for the spring hunting trial?"

On the training ground, students whispered among themselves.

Sauron also turned his gaze, witnessing a tall woman walking towards the front. She was dressed in crimson leather armor, outlining her curvaceous figure. Her long hair, like flames, emitted a powerful imposing manner.

The Red Knight, Myrcella!

For the students of Holy Splendor Academy, Myrcella, with a commoner background, became a Knight before the age of fifteen. In the following ten years, she continuously broke through, becoming a high-level Knight.

Three years ago, during the war between Taal Kingdom and neighboring countries, Myrcella showcased her strength on the battlefield by single-handedly holding off three high-level Knights. This battle brought her fame, and her fiery-red hair earned her the title of the Red Knight. After the war, she was personally summoned by the King of Taal, receiving a noble title.

It could be said that although young, Myrcella was already a legendary figure.

With Myrcella's appearance, the training ground became chaotic. However, she seemed to be just passing through, soon leaving with a few academy instructors. Despite her brief presence, the students continued to excitedly discuss her.