In consideration of the reputation of an unmarried woman, Alvin decided that it was better to go outside.
"What do you have here..., hmm..."
Alvin carefully thought of an excuse, but he couldn't find any good one.
"You mean the archery range? People who visit here will always play there."
Camilla understood what he meant and quickly brought Alvin outside.
"What the hell is the archery range?"
Alvin thought as he followed her to a well-trimmed lawn.
There was a row of traditional bows there. It was a little different from the archery range that Alvin had imagined. The archery range that occasionally opened in the city mostly had composite bows which some were even made from the materials used to make airplanes.
Most of the bows and arrows here were made of wood. The style was very traditional.
Alvin took a closer look. These seemed to have imitated the real bows and arrows from the Middle Ages. It looked like the villa owner was a person who liked the culture of chivalry.
"My father, Graves, likes these things. He spends all his time with swords and bows. It's his greatest hobby."
Camilla said as she picked up a longbow. "Let me teach you the basics of drawing a bow. Archery is quite fun. You can use this to pass the time before dinner."
The bow was very long, but it didn't look very hard. A thin and weak woman like Camilla could just draw the bowstring to the fullest.
Then, Camilla began to explain the essentials of drawing a bow. She did a Mediterranean draw. She pulled the bowstring with her index and middle fingers and leaned her body.
"This is the lowest 20-pound bow. I can't pull anything heavier than this."
After briefly explaining the movements, Camilla continued, "But for men, you can start from 30 pounds."
"Oh."
Alvin began to look for a 30-pound bow based on what she had said.
After looking around, Alvin found a bow with a number that began with '3'. He picked it up and pulled it gently according to what Camilla had told him.
It was effortless for him.
Alvin thought to himself that this 30-pound bow was still too light for him. Ever since he received the strength reward, he felt that a 30-pound bow was only so-so.
It was as simple as opening a slingshot.
"Hmm, it seems that your physique is stronger than it looks. Next, you..."
Just as Camilla was about to begin teaching him the next step, she glanced at the bow.
Then, Camilla could not control her emotions and exclaimed, "Oh my God! You're holding a 300-pound bow!"
"Ah?"
Alvin took another look.
It turned out that he had mistaken the bow in his hand. It was actually 300 pounds, not 30!
"You..."
Camilla was stunned. She did not know how to explain this phenomenon.
Nowadays, there was no longer a need for bows and arrows in war. Everyone's understanding of bows and arrows came from games, movies, and other entertainments.
And to juggle the balance between the characters, the roles of the archers were usually played by women.
This had created the impression that archers could easily draw their bows and only women would play with them.
However, none of the archers in history weren't big in size and did not have great strength.
This was because it was actually not easy to draw a bow.
A newbie who could draw and hold a 30-pound bow was considered qualified, and a 70 to 90-pound as proficient. For a bow that weighed more than 100 pounds, only experienced archers would take up the challenge.
But now, this best friend's boyfriend suddenly drew a 300-pound bow and he wasn't even panting!
Of course, if Alvin was a person who looked very strong, then this wasn't an unacceptable phenomenon. It could be explained that this person was born with attainments in archery.
But this Alvin looked like he was just a normal male figure; he didn't even have exaggerated muscles, nor did he have a large physique.
"How did you do it?"
Camilla asked in a daze.
"Ah... actually, I'm an old hand..."
Alvin could only explain this way.
He was willing to tell Aurelia about the system. After all, Aurelia had also told him without reservation about her reincarnation. But for Camilla, Alvin wasn't willing to tell her about the system.
"Oh, oh, an old hand? Then..."
Pa --
Before Camilla could finish her sentence, a crisp sound like thunder was heard.
Just as Alvin was in a daze, he accidentally let go of the bowstring in his hand.
There were no arrows on the bow, and the 300 pounds of force was transferred to the bow itself. It shook Alvin until his thumb went numb.
"Ah? Why did you dry fire the bow?"
Camilla looked at this scene in disbelief. If he was really a veteran, he should know the dangers of releasing the bowstring without an arrow.
If there were no arrows on the bow, the power of releasing the bowstring without an arrow would be completely absorbed by the bow. This bow would then be considered discarded for there were already tiny cracks inside.
Alvin gulped. He didn't expect to destroy someone else's things before he even started playing.
With the principle of being bold, Alvin replied, "I will compensate you with the same bow."
"Okay, but this isn't just about the bow..."
Camilla said slowly.
The main thing was that if her father found out about this, he would probably vent his anger on Alvin, causing everyone to be embarrassed.
Thinking about her father gave Camilla a headache.
Like all middle-aged men, her father, Graves, was addicted to a hobby.
But everyone else was either fishing or riding a bike.
Graves was different. He was addicted to the culture of chivalry, waving metal plates or riding horses and shooting arrows to kill the animals that were flooding the area.
Camilla had always thought that this activity was too dangerous.
But Graves did not think so. Whenever Camilla made suggestions, he would use the bodyguards around him as an excuse to not continue with the topic.
Her father's bodyguard, Jax, was one of the few cold weapons masters in the world. He was proficient in all kinds of weapons.
Jax was a strong man. His upper body was like a mountain that was upside down.
The 300-pound exaggeratedly heavy bow was one of the dedicated bows used by Jax, and he was the only one in the villa who could draw it.