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Chapter 135 - 135 New Skills

Chapter 135: New Skills?

Chapter 135: New Skills?

A young warrior, no matter how skilled, would always bow before an elder, recognizing that true strength came with experience.

To Giangum, martial arts was not just about fighting, it was a way of life.

Every movement, every strike, and every breath was a reflection of their soul.

Their belief was simple, a strong body, a disciplined mind, and an honorable heart made a person truly powerful.

Although there were many smaller kingdoms surrounding Lionara, these four, Haran, Dixan, Roxurun, and Giangum, were the most formidable.

Defeating them in the grand ball games would not be easy.

The other kingdoms, while still competitive, posed less of a challenge.

As for the kingdoms beyond the coast, they were massive and self sufficient, too powerful to be concerned with a tournament hosted by Lionara.

Even the king himself hadn’t expected their participation and hadn’t bothered sending invitations.

After finishing her study on the kingdoms, Nnenna returned to the library to read up on other important subjects.

There was still much to learn, and she wasn’t going to waste a single moment.

After brushing up on her ethics, etiquette, dance, and other books, Nnenna finally left the library.

The day had been productive, but her training was far from over.

That evening, she completed her ten kilometer run in fifty minutes, a significant improvement from when she first started.

Lady Rose was pleased with her progress.

“Your endurance has improved greatly,” she remarked as they moved on to rehearse the previous lessons.

Nnenna went through her dance sequences, her horseback riding techniques, and the karate drills she had learned.

Once those were reviewed, Lady Rose finally introduced a new skill, archery.

“You must know how to use a bow and arrow effectively,” Lady Rose instructed as they arrived at the archery side.

“During the hunt, you are expected to participate, and it is essential that you not only perform well but also stand out.

However, remember that nobility does not hunt for sport or to kill.

The goal is to capture, not to take a life.

You must strike points that will temporarily disable an animal without causing permanent harm.

Once caught, they will be treated and returned to the wild after recovery.” Lady Rose led Nnenna to the archery range, where rows of targets stood in the fading evening light.

The air was crisp, carrying the scent of freshly cut grass and polished wood.

A row of bows lay neatly arranged on a stand, alongside quivers filled with arrows.

“This will be your first archery lesson,” Lady Rose said, handing Nnenna a bow.

“Pay close attention.

A noble must be proficient in many skills, and this is one of them.” Nnenna took the bow with both hands, surprised at how natural it felt in her grip.

The polished wood was smooth beneath her fingers, and the weight was oddly familiar, though she had no memory of ever holding one before.

She dismissed the thought.

“Stand here,” Lady Rose instructed, guiding Nnenna to the designated spot.

“Archery is about precision, patience, and control.

We are not aiming to kill but to subdue.

You must hit non lethal points when hunting, as no one should not take lives unnecessarily.” Nnenna nodded, absorbing every word.

“First, your stance.

Stand sideways to the target.

Your feet should be shoulder width apart.

Keep your back straight and your shoulders relaxed.” Nnenna adjusted her posture, but something about it felt…

right.

As if her body had done this before.

The odd familiarity made her pause, but Lady Rose continued.

“Grip the bow lightly with your left hand.

It should be firm but not tense.

Your right hand will draw the string.” Nnenna followed the instructions.

The bow fit naturally in her grasp, her fingers curving around it as though they had long known the motion.

She shook off the feeling.

Lady Rose handed her an arrow.

“Place it on the arrow rest.

The nock, this small groove, should clip onto the string just below this marker.” Nnenna positioned the arrow carefully.

“Good,” Lady Rose nodded.

“Now, your draw.” “Use three fingers to hook the string.

Draw back in one smooth motion.

Your elbow should stay level.

Anchor the string at the corner of your mouth or just below your chin.” Nnenna pulled the string back, but the tension was stronger than she expected.

Her muscles strained, arms trembling slightly.

Lady Rose watched carefully.

“It’s difficult at first, but with time, your strength will grow.

Now, aim.” “Focus on the target, not the arrowhead,” Lady Rose instructed.

“When you’re ready, release with a smooth motion, no jerking.” Nnenna took a steady breath and let go.

The arrow flew forward, but missed the target entirely, landing in the dirt a few feet away.

She frowned.

Something felt off.

She should have hit the target.

Why did she feel like she had done this before?

“Again,” Lady Rose said.

Nnenna nocked another arrow, drawing the string back.

The strain on her arm was still there, but less jarring this time.

She exhaled, released, and this time, the arrow hit the outer ring of the target.

“Better,” Lady Rose said approvingly.

A strange warmth settled in Nnenna’s chest.

The more she practiced, the more right it felt.

As though she were waking up something buried deep inside her.

She continued shooting, and each time, her accuracy improved.

Lady Rose observed her with mild surprise.

“You’re progressing faster than I expected.” Nnenna wasn’t sure what to say.

The skill didn’t feel new, it felt rediscovered.

But why?

She brushed the thought aside since it didn’t make sense.

Maybe she was just a bigger genius than she thought she was.

After this, Lady Rose led Nnenna to the training hall, where two thin, elegant swords rested on a polished wooden stand.

The hall was quiet, the torches flickering softly against the stone walls.

“This will also be your first fencing lesson,” Lady Rose said, lifting one of the swords with ease.

Nnenna stepped forward, taking the other sword hesitantly.

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