Chapter 42 - Training as an archer

After lunch, I decided to rest to replace the MP I had spent during the morning. I had long since discovered that sleep was the fastest way to get my MP back.

With another four hours of sleep, I was able to get back all the MP I had spent in the morning.

Apparently, the time I can stay in my semi-human form is the same time it takes me to get my MP back.

I don't know if it's a good speed or not, I think it's at least acceptable.

Now that I'm at my maximum MP reserve, I'm going to keep training. For now, I'm going to train with my dragon form as I don't want to waste MP and time. I've spent a whole morning, and I've barely learned how to materialize the manna out of my body.

I've spent a lot of time on such a small breakthrough.

"I wouldn't consider it that way, Drako. You've already achieved the hardest part, now you just have to shape your arrows. Getting your magic energy to materialize in just four hours is a pretty good result."

(From now on I will call him Drako, instead of Draco. There's not much difference, but I like it better that way."

How long did it take you to get that?

"I've known how to use magic since I've had a conscience, kid."

There's a reason you were almost omnipotent...

I can already materialize magic, what do I do now?

"Simple, you just have to make that magic take the form of an arrow. You just have to use your imagination."

I see.

"First, you have to take the Gandiva, and aim at the target as if you had a real arrow."

I take Gandiva out of the system and do as the old man tells me.

"Now you have to materialize the magic energy and imagine it taking the form of an arrow."

Okay.

I concentrate and follow the same steps as before.

The black "fog" appears in my hands again. In my mind, I imagine how that fog takes the shape of an arrow.

Little by little, the "fog" changes its shape, I even feel that it has weight.

The "fog" soon takes the shape of an arrow. This one is black as coal, just like my scales.

"This is because of your [Darkness Atribute], your magic essence is dark by nature."

So my evolution even affects the essence of my magic.

"That's right."

The arrow is already between my fingers. Now all that's left is to stretch the rope and shoot.

[Normal Skill [Arrow Creation: Lv1] acquired]

…

Hey, hey.

"Tell me."

Isn't this rope too hard? I'm having a hard time pulling it, even in my dragon form.

"Are you stupid? It's normal to have trouble pulling the rope. Gandiva is not a normal bow. To begin with, this one was created to be used by celestial beings. Even with your strength as a dragon, you still find it hard to use."

I guess you're right, man.

"Of course I'm right, do you forget who I am?"

Yes, yes. You're an old pervert.

"F.u.c.k.i.n.g..."

I think I'll ignore the old man for a moment.

This is the first shot I'm going to make, and I have high expectations for it.

I place the arrow carefully. With one arm holding the main body of the bow, with the other arm tightening the string as much as possible.

The target is ten meters away. It's not much, but I've never used a bow before.

I'm aiming.

And loose.

Swoooooshhhh

The arrow shoots out with enormous power and goes through a tree, two trees, three...

I've already lost count of the number of trees I've shot through with the arrow.

There is no doubt that the bow is powerful. But my arrow could be much, much better.

But the problem right now is not the arrow.

"Although I didn't expect much from your first shot... I have to say that your aim is pitiful."

Your comments don't help at all, you old f.u.c.k.

But I guess you're right since the arrow hasn't come close to hitting the target. In fact, I haven't even hit the tree where the objective is.

"Just keep practising, kid. Sooner or later, you'll get better."

If you say so...

.................

"Yes!"

I can't help but jump for joy.

The reason is simple, I finally managed to hit the centre of the target once.

After a hundred attempts, I have finally achieved the first goal.

"Not bad, kid. But you're starting to run out of MPs."

My current PM is as follows: 27/127

Each one costs me a point of MP, which is quite a high consumption.

I still have 27 more attempts.

Come on, one more time.

I think I've improved when it comes to creating arrows because every time I make one, I feel that the process is much smoother.

This arrow would be number 101.

[Level of normal skill [Arrow Creation] was increased from 1 to 2]

These are the typical things you don't expect but always receive with open hands.

Swooosh!

I shoot the 101st arrow.

"Sigh... Looks like the previous hit was just a fluke."

This arrow did hit the target, but it's still far from a perfect shot.

"It's a start, kid. Even Achilles had to train for nine years with Chiron to become the strongest warrior of his time. You just need patience, persistence and dedication, those three things will accomplish everything you set out to do."

I know, man.

.........…

26 arrows later, I'm already out of MPs.

I'm going to stop my training here. It's time to go back with the rest.

The place where I'm training is not far from where we live.

"Old hag, I said I'm hungry!"

Sigh...

We've already started with the problems.

Mordred is looking with an angry face at Tiamat, who is keeping calm.

"And I have told you to go hunting for yourself."

"Damn... You're telling the next King of Knights to hunt his own food?"

"That's exactly what I said."

Mordred has only been in this world for two days, and so far she's only known how to make trouble.

I'm heading to Kuroka and Shirone who are sitting watching the discussion between Mordred and Tiamat. Kuroka is watching the discussion with disinterested eyes, while Shirone seemed still a little scared.

"Hello"

"Drako-nii!" "Drako!"

I sit next to them and watch the discussion between my Servant and my "mother".

"Why are they arguing now?"

I'm interested to know what stupid reason Mordred has for fighting Tiamat. I won't deny that seeing two beautiful women is a pleasant sight.

In fact, I'm really enjoying it right now!

"Mo-san is hungry." Answer Shirone.

"Mo-san?"

I hear a sigh from Kuroka.

"Your so-called Servant, Mordred. Shirone likes to call nick names."

Does she like to do that sort of thing? Is this one of her facets that don't show up on DxD?

"You say Mordred is hungry, but why are you arguing?"

Kuroka shrugs.

"Because she wants Tiamat to prepare it for her."

Sigh...

What a troublesome Servant.