This dragon girl raising system is a bit strange.

Seeing the shocked shop assistant, Thor sneered:

"Dude, I thought you were something special."

"This won't work either."

The shop assistant was speechless.

He didn't expect that he would fail.

"Wait, sir, it's not what you think..."

"What is it?" Thor asked flippantly.

"You recited the incantation yourself, so you can't blame me for it, can you?"

That's true, but...

The shop assistants refused to admit defeat.

He felt there was still a chance to salvage the situation.

At least we can call for reinforcements.

"Wait a moment, I'll go get the store manager."

"Whatever you want," Thor said, indifferently.

It doesn't matter who you invite, it's all the same.

The shop assistant pushed open the inner door and went into the back hall of the blacksmith shop to fetch someone.

Thor and his party were waiting in the front hall.

I waited for a few minutes.

The door creaked open.

The shop assistant led a tall, thin man out.

The man was also wearing a suit; he was handsome and had a commanding presence.

He is the manager here, in charge of the entire store.

He approached Thor and said politely:

"Hello, esteemed guest. I'm the manager here. Just call me Harvey."

"I heard there's some controversy surrounding a bow and arrow here?"

Thor nodded.

He recounted what had just happened.

After confirming that his shop assistant was not lying, Harvey picked up the bow and arrow and examined it carefully.

He pinched the bowstring between his fingers and examined it closely before his eyes.

After a while, he put down his bow and arrow.

After the examination, he was fairly certain that the problem was not with the bow and arrow.

"Judging from its appearance, there is no possibility that this bow has been switched or is a fake."

"Then why can't you even shoot down a little bird on the street?" Thor retorted.

The man put on a standard smile and glanced at the timid shop assistant beside him.

Store manager Harvey explained:

"Alright, I'll let him try again, shoot one more arrow."

"If it were me, I should be able to see the problem."

Thor sensed the aura of a high-level transcendent being emanating from him.

This man named Harvey was clearly no ordinary person.

At his instruction, his shop assistants shakily loaded the arrows, aimed at the little green bird in the distance, and shot it.

The arrows were flying much faster than before.

The arrow, hurtling through the air, was about to hit the bird, but the bird easily dodged it.

It seemed the bird had received a warning, because this time the arrow didn't even graz its feathers.

The little bird still tilted its head, its eyes full of mockery, as if laughing at the shop assistant's incompetence.

The shop assistant lowered his hands in frustration.

He really did his best.

Harvey watched all of this unfold.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, already having an idea in mind.

"Give me the bow," he said to the shop assistant.

Harvey took the bow from the shop assistant and tentatively plucked the bowstring with his fingers to test its resilience.

Next, he extended his left hand forward, holding the bow in front of him, and nocked an arrow with his right hand, hooking the bowstring with his fingers. He then pulled his forearm back smoothly to its limit, forming an angle with his elbow, making his whole body incredibly relaxed.

He closed his left eye and used his right eye to aim at the little bird.

The man controlled his breathing, his chest rising and falling rhythmically as he felt the flow of air.

At the same time that the wind direction reached the expected level.

He suddenly released his right hand, and the arrow was fired at an unimaginable speed, bouncing forward.

This time, the entire arrow was enveloped in a strange and dazzling blue light, flying straight toward the location of the little green bird.

The little green bird used the same trick again. Just as the arrow was about to hit it, it pushed off with its claws and leaped to the side to avoid the arrow.

However, this time, it failed.

It had already leaped aside, dodging the arrow's attack, which only struck the spot where it had been standing. However, the arrow suddenly changed direction sharply, striking the furry creature from the side of the little green bird.

The little green bird couldn't dodge in time and was struck in the abdomen from the side by an arrow that pierced its entire body. It fell to the center of the roof tiles, making a sound of frustration.

"Coo, coo coo coo..."

Fresh blood gushed from the bird's abdomen.

It struggled for a while, then stopped moving and died completely.

The shop assistant was finally relieved, certain that he wouldn't lose money on this expensive bow.

"See? I told you this bow was fine!"

Thor understood.

That last strike wasn't based on the arrow's inherent tracking ability.

With that pitiful tracking speed, it was impossible to hit that little bird.

Harvey was able to hit the bird thanks to his skill.

If nothing unexpected happens, Harvey is a high-ranking ranger.

He imbued the arrows with his own magic and used specialized techniques to greatly increase their speed.

It was only through the skilled archer's mastery of the bow that the mischievous green bird was finally killed.

Whether or not you can fulfill your bet with the shop assistant and win the free bow and arrows is completely unimportant.

He made a bet with the shop assistant just to make his reason for shooting the bird seem unassailable.

Thor has a noble left bow and would never deign to look down on such trash.

However, Harvey has a different opinion.

He walked up to Thor, bow in hand, and handed him the bow, saying:

"Sir, we lost the bet."

"As per the bet, this bow is yours."

The shop assistant was horrified.

"Lord Harvey, but..."

Harvey gestured for him to be quiet.

He doesn't need to pay for the bow.

"You don't need to pay me back, Mike, I'll cover it."

"This isn't your fault, you can rest assured."

Although Mike felt bad about making his store manager bear the extra expenses, he was still more concerned about the money.

Mike was delighted that Harvey was willing to accept the amount of compensation.

In order not to reveal his true intentions, Thor pretended to be greedy and eagerly accepted the bow.

"Thank you then."

That was his main purpose in coming here.

Thor put the bow back into his storage ring, looked at the shopkeeper in front of him, and said casually:

"I heard they supply Hoover vacuum cleaners here, is that true?"

As a member of the Mavis family, Harvey's eyes flashed with shock.

He knew better than anyone the meaning of the words "Hoover vacuum cleaner".

In order to probe the other party's background, he cautiously asked:

"Speaking of which, esteemed guest, I don't even know your name."

"Tolbras, from Solo, is a duke."

Thor gave a brief self-introduction.

The title of Duke convinced Harvey that the man before him might indeed know the code.

He checked it one last time.

"So, you want to know about Hoover vacuum cleaners, right?"

"Yes," Thor replied.

"Okay, I understand."

Harvey already understood Thor's purpose.

"Then come with me, let's find a place to talk in detail."