Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 134 Ethan needs to nourish his body
Ethan used to be a person who would be depressed for a long time when he encountered a bad ending in a game.

He knows what kind of era he lives in, so in the past two years, he has tried his best to keep his distance from people around him.

In this era, separation and death are all too common. You might hear about the death of someone you just met this morning in the afternoon. For most people in the empire, dying of old age is an unattainable luxury, even for the nobles and even the knights-general of the empire are no exception.

The apartment fell into silence, and everyone was speechless due to the sudden heavy atmosphere.

Ivy had thought that based on Ethan's personality, he might give some fantastic speeches, such as launching a grand expedition after completing the research on magic technology, or establishing a new empire. However, his answer this time was so ordinary that she was unable to respond for a while.

She looked around and realized that this was indeed a grand goal.

Ivy tried to imagine some life trajectories without Ethan. Bi'an would die in Creekwood. After the death of His Majesty Henry, she would be accused of being a follower of the evil god by the Church and burned to death at the stake like everyone else. Winter and Rowena would continue their hunting, and perhaps they would be plotted against and die one after another on some unknown day.

"That……"

Ivy calmed down, and the golden hair on her head straightened her back. "Let's try to survive."

She pulled up the corner of her mouth with her index finger, revealing a stiff smile. As a believer in the God of Truth, she pursued an absolutely calm and rational heart. One of the courses in the Enlightenment Academy was to teach them how to eliminate unnecessary emotions.

But now, even though she couldn't laugh at all, Ivy felt that she should smile.

"Are you okay? Is your mouth cramping?"

Rowena's caring feelings came from beside me.

Rowena is very good at laughing, and her mood swings are particularly obvious. She never keeps her emotions in her heart.

Ivy felt that this was also the reason why she was so vulnerable.

The corner of your mouth is cramping!
She gave Rowena a fierce look: You deserve to have your face scratched by the cat!

The other side seemed to be inspired as well, and said carelessly, "Don't worry, I won't let any of you die before I fall!"

Although she broke her oath and was no longer blessed by the Lord Knight, she still did not give up her duties as a knight.

The purpose of a knight's existence is to protect what is before him.

"Sister Bi'an, stop being such a pessimist!" Ivy held her forehead with her hand. "Why do we always have to discuss this based on the premise that you fall down?"

The atmosphere returned to normal unnoticed.

Ethan did not join the discussion with Ivy and others. He sat on the chair, supporting his chin with his left hand, silently watching everything that was happening in front of him.

The midday sun shone into the room, casting a touch of warmth on him.

Not long after, a loud voice rushed into the room, followed by a series of knocks on the door.

"Brother Ethan, is Brother Ethan here? I have created a shooting club, come and join us!"

As soon as the sound was heard, Bi'an and Rowena reflexively changed back into the form of small animals with two "bangs". Ethan always found it interesting when he saw such uniform transformation.

Ethan opened the door. Hagrid had changed into a ranger-style outfit that day, and seemed to have made all preparations to become a crossbowman. He was carrying a crude crossbow, which was the most common style in the blacksmith shop in Creekwood Town, and was usually only used to hunt small animals.

"Actually, I encountered some problems during the preparations. Brother Ethan, your intelligence and talent are no less than mine, so I wanted to consult your opinion."

"What problem have you encountered?" He supported Hagrid's establishment of a shooting club in the town, which would not only allow residents to learn self-protection skills but also enrich their daily lives.

No matter how powerful the magic weapons are, one must first learn how to shoot arrows. Even for Ivy, her family hired a teacher to teach archery and shooting courses when she was a child. For those who have never touched a crossbow, it is not easy to use an electromagnetic crossbow. If it is used in an emergency, at least half of the people will become team killers.

"You know, I've always been a practical person. Rather than the boring standing shooting, I think the members of the shooting club should adapt to the real combat environment. The enemies on the battlefield will not stand still for you to aim at!"

Hagrid has his own theory, but he encountered difficulties in practice. "However, casualties are inevitable in daily use of crossbows. Even if you wear protective gear, it will be a big trouble if you get shot in the head or something like that. Do you have any way to ensure safety while allowing club members to enjoy the fun of actual combat?"

"All we need to do is modify the arrows."

Ethan brought up the archery game he played when he was a child. "The arrows are designed to be soft pads with adhesive force. When they are hit, the arrows will stick to the body. This way, they will not hurt people, and it can also prove that they have been shot by arrows."

"Oh? There is actually such a method?"

Hagrid's eyes lit up, and he excitedly grabbed Ethan's arm. "It's a good idea to come to you. Let's go find a blacksmith to make some arrows like the ones you mentioned!"

Another busy day.

It was already afternoon when the first batch of training arrows were completed. Hagrid immediately called all his guards to come for some training, but Ethan declined the invitation on the grounds that he had work to do at the Shelter.

The first thing he did when he got back to the apartment was jump onto the bed and lie on it in a spread-eagle position.

I stayed up all night yesterday and was busy all morning, and I felt completely drained.

Lin Dong saw all this and was thoughtful.

Is Ethan's body too weak?
She would have to find a way to feed him normally, but the problem was that she knew nothing about cooking. Since the day she entered the academy, she had never been required to cook.

"Chloe."

"Goo?"

Miss Chloe looked up at her, "Is cooking difficult?"

"Goo!"

Miss Chloe shook her head and puffed out her chest confidently, as if to say, "I'll do it, leave it to me!"

"Then the next question is about the ingredients. What kind of food is more nourishing to the body?"

This was another area of ​​her knowledge that she had no idea about. In the past, others had to rack their brains to prepare food for her.

"Gugugu (big bone soup)!"

Miss Chloe recommended one of her favorite foods.

"No, it's too ordinary. We need to find some high-quality ingredients. Well, go call up the other side and let's go hunting!"

"Cuckoo!"

Miss Chloe jumped three feet high with excitement, and ran towards the apartment next door with a cheerful step, "thump thump thump".

(End of this chapter)