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I grabbed my bow and spoke as I looked at the three young lords standing guard beside Tidric.
“Of course, and to the young gentlemen as well. In a noble way?”
I thought at least one or two would make uncomfortable expressions, but they didn't.
“They must think Tedrick will take full responsibility.”
Moreover, considering how bold they were to step forward for such a dangerous mission, they must be confident that they wouldn't hit me even once.
correct. It's just an obnoxious threat.
But reason and emotion are usually two separate things.
My body trembled a little without realizing it.
Tedric, who astonishedly noticed this fact, immediately sneered.
"Why is Great Tullia trembling? Don't worry, I'm very good with a bow. I've always gotten perfect marks, you know?"
Tedric's eyes sparkled with cruel sarcasm.
"Ah, but no one knows. As you say, I'm a 'bug', right?"
“…”
Unless Tedric Fraser and those noble bastards had gone mad, they wouldn't be able to shoot me with arrows in a situation like this.
So, what these bastards wanted from me was one thing.
To fall to the ground, terrified by the hail of arrows.
If the hem of my dress flips up during this, revealing an inappropriate view, they will burst out laughing and be happy about it.
Maybe they would even use it in their conversations while drinking until they died.
In short, Tullia's spirit was completely crushed.
This was that bastard Tedric's goal.
“Because he suffered a lot because of me.”
But doesn't he remember all the countless things he did to Tullia?
Well, if he was the type to learn from negative examples, he wouldn't have been so evil in the first place...
“There, in that area.”
When Tidrick had given the order, his faithful servant quickly approached and led me to stand at a convenient distance.
“Do you want me to stand here?”
"Yes. It's perfect, isn't it?"
A very convenient distance where they can adjust the direction of the arrows without much difficulty.
I know the stocks won't hit me.
I know that not showing fear is the way to win.
After enduring twenty bullets, I was already planning to hit that bastard in the foot with an arrow.
That bastard seemed to be so excited at the idea of breaking my spirit that he didn't think deeply, but this was actually an unfavorable bet for Tedric.
You may be widely known for your prowess at throwing arrows, but I'm not at all like that.
It is an arrow shot by a beginner who has never learned to shoot.
Literally, a blind arrow for absolute beginners.
Wherever this arrow ends up stuck in Tedrick, is it my business?
“Should I aim for that bastard’s balls?”
That bastard Tedrick.
Shall I make you live as a eunuch forever?
Should I completely cut off Lilius' lineage?
While he snickers like this madly inside.
Standing in the middle of the forest, feeling like a common prey, was not fun.
Honestly, I was a little scared.
Sharp arrowheads were pointing towards me.
The mouths were deliberately laughing as they wondered where they would hit me, what if I made a mistake?
I know the words and actions are meant to scare me.
I know very well that as long as I hold the position of Tullia, Marquis Fraser's daughter, they will never be able to harm me.
“…”
My hands were shaking, so I calmly grabbed the hem of my dress.
No matter how hard I tried not to give them the impression that I was afraid, I couldn't do anything about that slight trembling.
Frustratingly.
I am a tree rooted here. World tree.
Whoosh!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The magic bow drawn with all their power, a bow similar in size to a longbow, fires sharp arrows.
Confident skill.
Tedrick was recognized by himself and others as being very adept with the bow, and the men he recruited must also have had excellent archery skills.
So nothing serious will happen.
I won't get hurt.
Certainly right next to my shoes, or going through the hem of my dress without hurting my leg.
With such miraculous and exciting skill, they will break my spirit and show off to others.
But then.
"Yes!"
A scream echoed throughout the forest.
“Ahh!”
Did that come out of my mouth?
After a moment of delay, I realized I had screamed.
No, what I realized was pain.
The intense pain I felt when a sharp arrowhead pierced my foot until it became ragged.
“Gasp!”
“Too, Tulia Fraser, miss!”
"This is crazy! Shhh, she hurt her foot!"
“Her arm was hurt too! Are you crazy?!”
“Blood, blood...!”
The cries of terrified young gentlemen and ladies did not reach my ears properly.
I don't know what kind of mental strength she showed at that time.
Even in the searing pain in my arms and feet, I looked straight into Tedrick's face.
Was he intentionally shooting?
Was that crazy bastard really trying to cause an accident?
No matter how crazy he was, how could he do it in public in front of so many people?
But that was not the case.
Tedric Fraser's face was as pale as death.
Like lead pickled in sea salt.
This means it was not Tedric Fraser's will.
Even the faces of the young nobles who laughed and shot arrows alongside Tedric Fraser, who certainly held the title of expert archer, were blue without a trace of color.
Suddenly, really suddenly.
This concept of “existence” came to mind.
It wasn't something I thought about deliberately, but rather something that invaded my mind like an involuntary muscle.
That can't be true, can it?
Absolutely not...!
'Penalty?'
I didn't have the presence of mind to raise my head and look for the star-shaped symbol as usual.
But it was the golden winged star that always followed me.
This time too, even in this urgent and critical situation where I am receiving a barrage of arrows, you will still float quietly near my head.
Status window!
As soon as I screamed inside, the text appeared in the air as if it had been waiting for this moment.
No, the text probably came out even before I shouted.
[System: status window]
Tulia Fraser (15 years old)
– Number of currencies in existence: 10 (Number of currencies deposited: 1000)
-Personality: 1
-Beauty: 8
-Skill: 5
-Wealth: 0
Luck: -10
Overall Rating: D-
(Warning: Due to the luck penalty, all of others' attacks will hit you.)
“Hey, are you really crazy?!”
You should have warned me about that earlier, damn it!
I hastily tried to level up my luck with the coins I had.
No, I tried to upload it.
[System] Insufficient coins.
'What?'
[System] Insufficient coins.
I currently have 10 coins, but with this I can't even raise my luck by one level from -10?
[System] Insufficient coins.
[System] Insufficient coins.
[System] Insufficient coins.
Does luck use up all these coins?
My confusion quickly dissipated into pain.
“Ahh!”
What kind of farce is this?
In the midst of all this, an arrow that had not yet stopped pierced my shoulder.
Even as I was in pain, I felt as if my whole body was on fire, and I let out a bitter laugh.
I've seen this scene before.
In the game, you've already seen it.
As one of the many endings in which Tulia Fraser, the worst human scum in this world, was executed.
The scene of Tullia dying covered in blood after receiving a hail of arrows from the righteous nobles.
I've seen it countless times.
I played the entire game.
But this is strange.
Am I still scum now, and are they good nobles?
truly?
Is this really true?
I felt like I was going to burst into tears.
No, I was already crying.
Tears streamed down my cheeks profusely.
The wounds inflicted by the arrows were too painful to bear.
Tedrick fired the first shot. Then several arrows were fired by other Young Lords simultaneously.
Meanwhile, the two remaining bullets in the magical tool in Tedrick's hand had not been fired.
That was when I could no longer bear the pain and my strength collapsed.
“She, she's a bitch!”
“Doctor, get a doctor!”
Call people immediately!
Even in the chaos of the people, Tedric was aiming his bow at Tullia once again.
Is he crazy?!
The noble's eyes widened as much as they could.
"No, T-Tedric! What are you doing?!"
“Put that magic tool down immediately!”
“Damn, this magic tool fires three shots once you shoot it! I can’t stop it at will!”
I looked up at Tedric's death-like scream.
My eyes, stained with tears and pain, were blurry.
Is this what the world looks like right before death?
So Tullia in the game must have always seen this kind of world in the end.
Everything slows down as if it were a panoramic view of life.
I could almost see the last two arrows heading towards me.
The one that Tedric Fraser proudly showed off, boasting that his father, Viscount Lilius, had bought it for him.
The arrows fired from that magical tool seemed exceptionally large and sharp.
Just like the one that pierced my feet first.
“Take cover, miss!”
Many knights rushed over after hearing the ladies' screams, but the flying arrows were much faster.
How could they ask me to dodge the blow when my leg was broken and I couldn't move?
Miss! Keep your head down!
The knight's urgent voice was of no use either.
(Warning: Due to the luck penalty, all of others' attacks will hit you.)
Fuck this.
At this point, I had no choice but to bankrupt my savings!
I remembered seeing a warning that interest would not be charged if you withdraw before completing the deposit period, but I'm about to be attacked again!
I was about to quickly withdraw coins from the bank to level up my luck.
“That crazy bastard!”
With a sharp curse, a massive object blocked my view.
jingle.
My ears were shocked by the horrific sounds of a luxurious silk garment lined with high-quality wool being pierced, and the flesh inside being completely penetrated.
“...Leon?”
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