The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

"What do you mean?" Samif pressed.

“Let’s find a more open space, and I’ll demonstrate for you,” Viner suggested.

The three of them followed Wiener's instructions and left the infirmary to find an open space.

After Raylian acquired this white waxwood spear, he did not practice it diligently or participate in any ranking matches.

The fact that he had only experienced one battle from beginning to end was particularly clear to Viner.

"My marksmanship is not as good as Lerian's, so I can only imitate him roughly."

Wiener gripped his spear tightly, his body slightly arched, like a cheetah about to pounce on its prey, lunging at his imagined enemy.

"...This battle was started by Relian, and at this engagement distance, his opponent was using close-range weapons."

Samif immediately understood what Vina was trying to say.

“Yes,” Viner replied, her hands still moving.

He would leap up and dive down, his spear dancing in the air like a bright snake.

Every attack was incredibly sharp, every dodge was extremely skillful, and the advances and retreats were perfectly timed, as if one could truly see a burly enemy being toyed with at will.

"The opponent should be between 1.8 and 1.9 meters tall, extremely strong, and the weapon he uses should be a greatsword or a battle axe."

Samif had an extremely keen eye; by simply sketching the profile of the hypothetical enemy based on Wiener's monologue, he was able to accurately depict the character.

However, judging from the scenario demonstrated by Viner, it seems that Rayleigh has always firmly grasped the initiative in the battle.

Although the other party tried their best to resist, it was all in vain.

But in the end, it was Relian, who had been so confident of victory, who fell.

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Chapter 99 Longbow Mo Ying

It's almost time.

Samif's extensive experience allowed her to make the judgment.

The truth behind how the killer of Raelian turned the tide and won the battle will be revealed in this next strike.

But when Viner recreated the final blow based on the memories transmitted by Gondoraf, Samif's face showed astonishment.

"What does it mean?"

Instead of delivering the decisive blow, Wiener unexpectedly shifted his spear, leaving his body wide open as if he were completely unprepared.

But he didn't stop walking, as if he were offering himself up to be hacked down by the other side.

"I simply reproduced the battle situation exactly as it was."

Wiener explained breathlessly.

Even his attempt to imitate that fierce battle left him exhausted.

“At the last moment, Relian himself sought defeat, sending himself to the axe of the other side,” Vener said.

"Are you serious?" Samif's voice was as cold as ice.

She took a big step, her imposing presence instantly enveloping Vina with an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Believe it or not, the facts are what they are."

Wiener took a deep breath and stuck to his story.

"The rhythm of the battle has always been controlled by Relian. The battle could have ended much earlier, but it was his continuous pressure that forced his opponent to the point where he could no longer hold back."

As he spoke, Viner touched his chest, as if recalling that final blow, "His opponent's weapon was a battle axe."

If what Wiener said is true, the murderer is a first-year student who uses a battle axe, which immediately narrows down the possibilities.

"What's in Relian's remaining belongings?" Before Samif could react, Viner immediately asked Ida.

"I'll take you to see it."

Samif was still considering it, while Ida chose to believe.

The two returned to the room of relics. This time, Ida let Viner handle the items himself to see what clues he could find.

"This backpack was found along with Relian's body. Nothing inside has been touched, so we have ruled out the possibility that he was after money."

“These are not Relian’s things.”

Wiener opened his backpack, saw the various minerals inside, and shook his head.

"How can you be so sure?" Samif appeared silently.

“Because I’ve seen this before,” Viner said, reaching into his backpack and pulling out the head-sized corundum.

“…First-year Fighting Academy student Baal, check if he’s been acting strangely lately.”

"it is good."

This time, Samif did not deny it.

She was able to capture and interrogate Vina based on just a gut feeling, and now that she has finally found a clue, there is no reason to treat her differently.

“Aren’t you worried about arresting the wrong person?” Viner countered.

“They won’t remember.” Samif gave Vina a meaningful look. “If Ida hadn’t suddenly barged in, you wouldn’t remember either.”

She dared to act this way because she had the means to clean up the mess.

Viner dared not ask any more questions and planned to take his leave.

"The rest is none of my business. I'm going back."

“Wait,” Samif called out to Vina, “This was my mistake, and I said I would make it up to you.”

As she spoke, she took the longbow off her shoulder and handed it to Vina.

"You're willing to part with this?" Now it was Ada's turn to be surprised.

She knew very well that this was Samif's most treasured bow; it had been with her for many years, if not always by her side.

Using it now as an apology shows great sincerity.

"He can use it."

Samif offered only a brief explanation before turning and leaving.

She had important matters to attend to.

"Should I not have accepted it?" Wiener muttered to himself, his eyes already drawn to the longbow.

He almost always used weapons he forged himself; he was the only one who gave equipment to others.

Being gifted a high-ranking emblem user's main battle longbow is quite a novel experience.

It is said that everyone has their own expertise, and forging the three common weapons—spears, swords, and axes—was something that Wiener could do with ease.

But bows were something that was almost never encountered when we were in Lumiel Village; they were always a blind spot for Vina.

"Take it."

Ada began, and her reasoning was quite simple.

"If you really didn't want it, you wouldn't have accepted it in the first place."

It means that if you've gotten a good deal, don't act innocent.

Who could possibly be fooled by the way Vina's eyes lit up when she accepted the longbow?

“Weapons are like second life to people like them. Although Samif doesn’t say it, she’s willing to give you her weapon. That means you’ve gained her trust.”

“Although her methods were a bit extreme, she was doing it for the good of the academy. Could you please not pursue what happened tonight?” Ada continued.

Wiener put the newly acquired bow into his weapon case and then immediately assured him.

"I've forgotten everything."

This is what it means to be indebted to someone who gives you a gift.

...

"Mo Ying:

Weapon type: Bow

Weapon grade: C+

Usage Restriction: Archery Level C

Durability: (20/60)

characteristic:

Secret Arrow Concealment: The arrow leaves the bowstring silently, without any disturbance, making it difficult for the enemy to detect, like a thunderclap in silence.

Curved and sharp bowstring: The bow is curved like a crescent moon, and the bowstring is tough and sharp. It can be transformed into a deadly weapon for close combat when necessary.

Ink Shadow Night Walk: The bow is engraved with unique runes that enhance the user's agility and grant night vision at night.

......

After this unexpected incident, by the time Wiener returned, it was already late at night.

The alchemical golem's eyes gleamed with an eerie green light, and only after confirming Vena's identity did it slowly let him pass.

As Wiener walked toward his dormitory, he discovered a stone lion standing prominently in front of his door.

Wiener rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't seeing things.

He couldn't understand why he would see this talisman for warding off evil spirits in another world, and he couldn't understand why a stone lion would have its eyes closed and be unconscious.

"The Heart of the Lion King?" Viner's heart stirred, and he tentatively asked in a low voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, the stone lion slowly opened its eyes, its pupils flashing with a sharp light.

"Meow~"

Then, a clear meow rang out.

Wiener: "......"

"Roar—woo!"

The Lionheart itself sensed something was wrong and roared.

"Alright, alright, stop making noise so late at night."

Wiener patted the lion's head, signaling it to quiet down.

While alchemy students generally don't have the habit of going to bed early, that's no excuse for disturbing the peace late at night.

Upon hearing this, the stone lion rolled its eyes at Vena, turned its head away, and tried to avoid Vena's hand.

Viner didn't care and continued to reach out to touch.

"Ouch."

The stone lion suddenly opened its mouth and bit Vena's hand, applying slight pressure.

"It hurts, it hurts, let go, let go of me now."

Wiener slapped with his other hand for a while, but it did nothing except make his other hand hurt.

Compared to being as docile as a kitten in front of Jessica, Lionheart shows no respect whatsoever in front of his forger.

It's clear that this reflects a degree of preference for sons over daughters.

When you beat a man, hit him harder; when you're with a woman, be more affectionate.

Chapter 100 The Stone Lion Repays a Kindness

Finally, after the stone lion had vented its dissatisfaction, it slowly loosened its grip and let Vina go.

Vina pulled his hand out of the stone lion's mouth, where a clear red mark was left.

"Why did you run away from home? Did that woman abuse you?"

While rubbing his hands, Viner curiously struck up a conversation with the Lionheart.