Chapter 194: The Fundamentals of Archery (4)
Taragon was impressed by Keter, but it only deepened his belief that tools were ultimately useless.
“To think even an orichalcum arrow tip can only leave a scratch... As expected, nothing works against the powerful.”
The soldiers and knights around him seemed to agree. However, Mizar and Volkanus looked at Taragon with disappointment because they understood—or rather, already knew—why Keter had chosen to endure the orichalcum arrow. It was a simple, powerful demonstration.
Keter placed a hand on Taragon’s shoulder and said, “Hey, I don’t hate those things about you.”
“You mean how I give up so quickly?” Taragon replied.
“No. I mean how you're not afraid to sound dumb. If you just kept those foolish thoughts to yourself, you would've been trapped in that bias forever, but you said it out loud. That takes courage,” Keter said with a wink. “Ignorance isn’t a crime, but refusing to learn and making no effort to understand is what makes someone irredeemable trash. And you’re not that. So I’ll teach you what archery really is.”
This was a forge, and arrows were everywhere. Keter grabbed a bundle of arrows and an empty quiver. He filled the quiver and held it up.
“Can you tell which one’s the orichalcum arrow?”
“Huh? No...”
From the top, only the fletchings were visible, and most of them looked nearly identical. Without seeing the arrowhead, there was no way to tell.
Keter filled another quiver the same way and handed both to the soldier and knight.
“Can you tell which quiver has the orichalcum arrow?”