Chapter 93: (Self Edited) The Distressful First Day (1)
I took what I needed from the belonging of the Dragon Knight, and returned to Carol. It was surprising that there was a short bow and arrows in his luggage that seemed to have dropped from the dragon by itself.
‘Do they have a culture of shooting bows in the sky over there?’
The short bow and arrow didn’t look very good, but the arrow holder was a bit special.
Although it was almost tubular, it had a spring-loaded restraint at the entrance to prevent the arrow from slipping down, probably because of fluctuations and aerial inversion, and the arrow inside the cylinder was pressed to one side.
There were about five arrows in the arrow holder. The length of two of them was outstandingly long. When I pulled it out and examined it, there was no arrowhead at the tip.
Instead of the arrowhead, there was a spindle-shaped object made of wood attached. It was a whistling arrow. When this was shot, air passed through the wooden whistle attached to the tip, and a high-pitched sound could be heard.
Whistling Arrow
‘The usage isn’t much different from the whistle we are using. It’s for airborne communication.’
‘The whistling arrow, which is usually used in Shaalta, often has a simple arrowhead at the tip of the iron, but probably because it’s supposed to be used overhead of a friendly army. So the arrowhead isn’t attached and it remains round.’