Oh no! After I Reincarnated, My Moms Became Son-cons!

“Your highness, relax your arm. Don’t be scared. The feathers on the arrow won’t get you… Don’t let your hand shake. Hold it tight. Hold it tight. Aim at your target, pull it back and fire the arrow!”

I let my hand go. The bowstring trembled and then the arrow flew through the air in a perfect straight line and found its way to the target.

“How was it? How did I go Lucia?”

I excitedly thumped my chest. That was the first time I fired an arrow. I hit my target on my first shot thanks to the keen senses and natural affinity for archery gifted to me by my elven DNA. I think I hit a bull’s eye for that matter.

Lucia nodded and then said: “Now, your highness, please pierce the first arrow on the target with your second arrow.”

“…What?”

“Like this.”

Lucia picked up the bow and arrow by the side, skilfully loaded and fired the arrow. The arrow swerved through the air and then split my arrow sitting on the target right down the middle…

“Just like that.”