This dragon girl raising system is a bit strange.

In the corner of the room, on a wooden cabinet, lay a bow and arrow that looked incredibly luxurious.

The bow's limbs are made of gilded material, gleaming with gold, and covered with a light layer of gold leaf.

The bowstring was made of a strong rope, the patterns on which flowed with a faint magical energy.

This is an enchanted bow and arrow.

The shop assistant was overjoyed to see that Thor was interested in it.

This is a weapon that only the most foolish people would ever buy.

"Distinguished guest, I must say, your taste is truly exceptional."

"This bow and arrow were handcrafted by the guild's mastermind so that distinguished guests like you could hunt or fight with ease and efficiency."

"Just like the sign says, this bow and arrow is imbued with a tracking spell."

"After the arrow is fired, it will automatically lock onto the enemy within a certain range."

Thor nodded.

"Can any enemy be automatically locked onto?"

"Yes, ordinary humans or birds and beasts are too slow to avoid being tracked by arrows. Only a few extraordinary individuals can dodge them by virtue of their physical advantages."

Thor seemed intrigued and asked:

"That sounds pretty good, can I give it a try?"

"Sure! Of course!"

The shop assistant couldn't wait.

"Distinguished guest, how would you like to try it? We have a dedicated shooting range in our backyard."

"A dedicated shooting range? What if you've set a trap for me there?"

"If we're going to try it, we need to find other targets to test it on."

The shop assistant was taken aback.

It really is.

I never expected that Thor would see through this little trick.

"I wonder what this distinguished guest would like to try?"

Thor pretended to think for a moment, then said:

"Since you said this bow and arrow were made for hunting, then naturally we need to find an animal to test it on."

"Look, isn't that green bird over there perfect?"

Looking in the direction he was pointing, a small green bird was also watching the situation inside the house from the rooftop opposite.

The little bird seemed to hear the noise inside the house, tilting its head in confusion and making strange bird calls.

"Gurgle..."

"Coo coo coo?"

Seeing this, the shop assistant relaxed as well.

It's already quite good that these nobles don't use people as test subjects.

"No problem, sir."

"it is good."

After receiving permission, the shop assistant briefly explained how to use the bow.

Thor picked up his bow and arrow, went outside, and looked at the little bird in the distance. The green bird actually looked back at him.

Dark eyes, hidden beneath emerald green feathers, gazed at Thor, blinking with a hint of confusion.

He remained silent, raised his bow, nocked an arrow, drew the string, aimed at a small bird in the distance, and remained poised to fire.

This is Thor's test.

He wanted to see if the bird would run away.

As a result, the bird that was being targeted did not make any movement, but just looked at Thor with a puzzled expression.

The two remained locked in a stalemate for a while, with the little bird showing no intention of fleeing.

Since that's the case, Thor didn't hold back anymore.

He took a deep breath, released his right hand from the bowstring, and felt a strong rebound from the string.

With a whoosh, the arrow left the bowstring and shot forward.

The little bird did not dodge, letting the arrows come at it.

The arrow struck a tile next to the bird but missed the bird.

"Oops, I messed up."

Thor said, feigning regret.

This is not only him testing the other party, but also giving the other party a chance.

If the other party truly realizes Thor's scheme, and the bird's death will have serious consequences, then the bird will inevitably fly away, just as Thor was continuing to draw the bowstring.

As it turns out, the bird did not fly away.

So, Thor won't hold back for the next shot.

However, he still had to play dumb first.

"Wait, what kind of garbage bows and arrows are these? They don't even have automatic target locking!!"

The shop assistant was at a loss.

He had seen far too many unreasonable customers like this.

"Brother, you forgot to activate your magic. How could it automatically target enemies?"

Thor slapped his forehead, feigning annoyance, and said:

"Oh right, I just forgot the incantation for the bowstring magic."

"Yulia, what are you laughing at?"

Yulia, standing to the side, couldn't help but smile at Thor's acting.

"A maid should act like a maid. If you dare to laugh again, you'll be in for a world of hurt when you get home tonight."

Yulia covered her mouth, trying to stop herself from laughing.

Thor turned to look at the shop assistant.

"What was that incantation again?"

The shop assistant repeated the incantation to Thor.

Thor feigned suspicion and said:

"That's not right, but I just silently recited the incantation in my mind, so it should have worked."

"If the problem really is with your bow and arrow, and this incantation doesn't work, what should you do?"

The shop assistant said confidently, "How could that be? It's just a bird. As long as you follow the instructions correctly, you'll definitely hit it."

"I asked 'what if', what if we miss?"

"Then what else is there to say? I'll give you the bow and arrows for free."

"Okay, it's a deal," Thor said.

He took an arrow from the shop assistant, drew his bow, and aimed at the little green bird.

This time, he didn't delay any longer.

As he chanted the incantation, the bowstring glowed faintly, and the arrowhead, imbued with a pale blue luminescence, flew toward the little green bird.

The shop assistant looked at the arrow with great confidence.

He knew the arrow was about to hit its mark.

As expected, the arrow shot towards the little green bird at an extremely fast speed.

Just as the arrow was about to hit the little green bird, and the arrowhead was only a hair's breadth away from it, the bird suddenly exerted force with its claws and jumped to the side.

The arrow grazed the edge of the little bird without even scratching its gorgeous, soft feathers.

The little green bird stood gracefully on the eaves, tilting its head to look into the house, and whispered:

"Coo coo coo!"

The shop assistant was numb.

"No, distinguished guest, please let me explain..."

"What explanation? You just said it yourself, you'd give me the bow and arrows for free."

Thor smiled maliciously.

"Are you planning to bully your customers because you're a big company?"

This hat is on.

The shop assistants can't afford to suffer.

If word gets out, he'll definitely lose his job.

However, he could not possibly be willing to pay for such an expensive bow and arrow.

The man firmly believed that Thor had mishandled the device.

"This guest is certainly not what you think."

"However, it's just a bird. Even without the aid of magic, with the quality of this bow, it should be easy to take it down."

His words implied that Thor's methods were problematic.

Thor immediately retorted:

"What do you mean? You think I'm doing something wrong?"

"No, no, no, how could I dare?"

The shop assistant shook his head vigorously, reiterating his respect for the customer.

Although that's really what he thought.

But he couldn't embarrass his customers.

He came up with a high-EQ approach.

"The formula I just told you must have been wrong."

"How about this, give me the bow and arrow, and I'll try it out for you."

Thor suddenly realized.

"So it was your mnemonic that was wrong. I knew it."

He handed over the bow and arrows.

The shop assistant was relieved after confirming that Thor had no intention of causing trouble.

He decided to put an end to the farce.

The man took off his suit, revealing a white shirt, his thick muscles filling the shirt.

This robust physique doesn't resemble that of an ordinary shop assistant; rather, it looks like that of a professional martial artist.

He took an arrow, drew the bow while chanting the incantation, and completed the action in one smooth motion.

The taut bowstring suddenly snapped open, and the arrow flew out at breakneck speed, much faster than the arrows Thor had shot.

However, the arrow was about to hit the bird.

The little bird pushed off with its claws and dodged the arrow.

This time, the arrow grazed the bird's feathers, and a green feather floated in the air.

The little bird dodged the arrow again.

The shop assistant gasped, his face filled with disbelief.

"My God, is this for real??"