i became a fairy

"Hurry up, hurry up. An, you're almost late." Kelna grabbed Mi Xiaoan and pulled her staggering. He hurriedly closed the door and followed Kelna to an open space on the edge of the village.

On the edge of the village, a large open space was divided as a place for daily rest and training for the elves in the clan.

When Mi Xiaoan and the two arrived, there were already six little girls lining up here. When they saw the two coming, the little girls winked at them one after another, but did not dare to move.

These six little girls, plus Kelna and An, are the only remaining new generation in the clan, and they are all very good friends with each other.

In front of the six people, a beautiful big elf stood with her hands behind her back. She was half a head taller than the children and looked much more mature. She was tilting her head and looking at Keerna and An in a playful way.

"Aunt Alvin" Kelna sneered, stuck out her tongue, then lowered her head, like a quail, and secretly moved into the queue of children. Seeing this, Mi Xiaoan also carefully moved to Keerna's side.

In my memory, Aunt Alvin was a ranger from the previous generation of the clan. She was responsible for traveling to the outside world and bringing back news and supplies from the outside world to the clan to prevent the clan from being surpassed by other races.

However, she has retired now and is doing some mending work in the clan. She is also responsible for training underage elves like Kelna and teaching them some essential skills for elves.

Aunt Alvin is very strict. Whenever an elf makes a mistake, she will punish them to work in their own hut. Ann and Kelna are the two elves who love to be late. They have been punished by Ai many times. Irvine went to work as her seamstress. Although they are not tired, the boring life is obviously not something two lively little girls can endure, so these elves are very afraid of Alvin.

"Well, no one is late today." Alvin looked up at the sun, estimated the time, and seemed a little disappointed. He shook his head and said, "It seems that no one will accompany me to make clothes. It's really disappointing."

She waved her hand slightly, and a large pile of arrows appeared in front of her. She looked at the eight elves in front of her and said lazily: "A hundred arrows for each person. If anyone misses the target, come to my place to help today."

"One hundred" The little girls opened their eyes wide and wailed.

Although they have been training in archery for several years, the little girls are quite naughty. If they want to keep one hundred arrows on target, they have to rely on luck.

After all, with a hundred arrows, just pulling the bow would take a lot of effort. Perhaps we can maintain some accuracy in the front. However, it will be difficult to hit the target after your arm is numb.

"Why don't you want to? Who doesn't want to stand up and let me see?" Alvin leaned comfortably on a tree trunk nearby, with a proud smile in the corner of his eyes, and said: "If you don't want to train, go to my wooden house now and do it work"

"No, no," the little girls swallowed and shook their heads. Then he reluctantly held the arrow to himself, took the bow, and started shooting.

Mi Xiaoan also stepped forward to hold a bundle of arrows and looked at them for a while.

This arrow is passivated, not easily damaged, and can be used repeatedly. They had used the same batch of arrows for training in previous years, with very few replacements.

Mi Xiaoan pinched an arrow and felt eager to try it. Due to the overlap of memories, she is no stranger to bows and arrows. However, she had never played with this thing before, and bows and arrows were like a new toy to her.

Looking at the friends around him, they had already started. Mi Xiaoan also tried to put the arrow on the string and aim at a tree target about seventy steps away.

"Zheng" the bow string trembled, and the arrow drew a slight arc and landed accurately on the target.

"Well" Mi Xiaoan raised his eyebrows, looked at his masterpiece, and hummed involuntarily.

A happy smile appeared on her lips, she bent down and picked up an arrow, stringed the bow, and shot out.

About ten minutes later, the noisy sound of arrows in the open space finally disappeared. The eight little girls staggered a little tiredly. At the same time, they looked at the arrow target not far away with sad faces. Even Mi Xiaoan was no longer as proud as before.

In previous trainings, An was the best archer among the eight little sisters. With her own ability, it shouldn't be that difficult to hit a hundred arrows without missing the target. But today, more than a dozen arrows missed the target, which was worse than Kelna, the worst archer.

Alas, changing the soul will still have an impact after all. Although she has An's memory, she can't be as good as her.

"What's going on?" Seeing the girls stop, Alvin crossed his arms and came to them. She looked back at the arrows scattered like straw under the target, then turned around again, with a look of deep dissatisfaction on her face, and curled her lips and asked, "It's just a hundred arrows, and you made it look like this."

The little girls lowered their heads and did not dare to speak. Seeing this, Alvin glanced at them again and began to call their names: "Keerna, come out."

"Ah me." Keerna's little face immediately drooped when she heard this. She took two tentative steps forward, then turned to look at her friends, hoping that someone would come out to help her, but there was no one. After receiving a response, he had no choice but to walk to Alvin's side cautiously.

"You, you, you." Alvin glanced at Keerna helplessly, stretched out his hand, nodded her head with some hatred, and asked: "You have been practicing archery for several years, why are you still not good at it?" Make some progress. Go and take a look at your arrows. How many of them are on your target?"

Kelna never misses the target when she shoots arrows, but she has a problem. A few arrows always fly into other people's targets. This became a joke among the girls.

"And you?" Alvin moved in front of Mi Xiaoan again, his voice became much more stern, and asked, "How do you practice when you miss so many shots?"

Mi Xiaoan opened her mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment. She had never touched a bow and arrow in her previous life, and she didn't like it. At most, she just thought it was fun. Now I am as tired as a dog, and if I am scolded again, I will inevitably feel a little uncomfortable.

She looked at the target not far away, then looked at Alvin, hesitated for a long time, and asked: "We're not going to fight, why are we practicing this?"

"Why?" Alvin looked at Mi Xiaoan, her expression suddenly became serious, she put her arms down, her face was surprisingly serious: "The training is to let you remember this technique. In the future, when we get old, we will It’s up to you to pass these things on to the next generation of elves.”

This statement is so cliche. Mi Xiaoan was thinking to herself, but she had a learned expression on her face. After all, if you refute again at this time, you will definitely be hit as a thorn in the side.