Chapter 940 - 940. Gil's Letter
The two finished their business with that. Clara was glad to reach this understanding about the quests that she could set the guild up with. It would breed a whole new generation of dependable and hard working adventurers. The goal was to make the main guild branch the most reputable so that any adventurer that came there would leave a better person and not just an adventurer.
"When do you expect the guild to be fully running?" This was one thing Walker had wondered. He knew that the alchemy guild would take longer but the forge and the adventurer's guild were a mystery.
"I will have it started in one week. I have masters in most basic weapons systems and party positions. They will be given positions as teachers so that they can offer classes to any adventurer that needs experience. Like I said to Ibis, the guild is going to change for the better. We will have even better adventurers than ever before." Walker had nothing to respond to this with. It was even better than he had hoped. Instead, he gave Clara a wave as he left. The quests were already showing up in his system and he knew that his party would be privileged to have the first pick. However, he also knew that the more tasks that were done the better it would add up to. He looked forward to what the party would look like when all the representatives of kingdoms arrived.
"You're telling me that you were able to arrange for this building and archery range to be built just by speaking with the dwarven crossbowmen? They really built all this just because you asked?" Gil's father had headed out with Gil in the morning. Gil's mother had stayed behind to keep the garden up to healthy quality and plan the new paths she would build later.
"I did. I wrote a letter so that I could have everything set up. They didn't believe that the bows and arrows I had would match up to a crossbow. I showed them though. I was able to convince them in a single letter to build this when they sent people here to work on the city. It's the first ever training area for crossbowmen and archers alike." This was something Gil had kept hidden from everyone, even the party. The reason being, that he wanted to show off just like Remey.
"The other day Walker was mentioning to me that I shouldn't be thinking of just a club for hunters. He said I should think about an academy." Gil's father grew wide eyed hearing this.
"I always knew he was a smart kid. If this is an academy you can have every sort of hunter teaching. Do you know how amazing that would be? No one ever funds archery schools or even solo archery teachers. This could be the first real archery academy in forever!"
The idea was running through the pair's minds. It was a grand achievement for anyone, but for them, it was a shining dream.
"I have met a lot of archers in the forest elf city. I think they have things no one can learn by themselves from all their experience. Then we have the rarity that are crossbows from the dwarves. Add in the random hunters who rarely leave the woods, and we have the best of the best. We don't even need to worry about space. We have the wilderness to take trips to right outside the walls." Gil glanced out at the walls which were nearly finished., he knew that they seemed far with a lot of empty space now, but that space would rapidly fill up as people moved to Genesis.
The two found that there were even targets of different strengths and a very tough wall behind the range. "This wall might be my fault. When I showed them my bows' strength I broke a wall and killed some soup, or was it stew? Eh, I ruined a wall. That's easier to say." Gil's father was looking at his son as if he was speaking another tongue. Never had he heard of someone firing an arrow through a wall unless it was a grand tale about a very high level master.
Zephyr left the bow and fluttered around the pair before leaving to examine the archery range. She was shouting here and there about how fun things would be there. Archers and crossbowmen would learn to love the wind and she was sure that more wind elemental spirits would come there to join the fun of archery with her.
"Ah, so you and that wind spirit were able to work together? I think that would make sense." Gil's father easily saw the connection. He had yet to see Gil's true strength but could feel that his son had become an outstanding archer. "I think you have learned more than I could ever teach you. I guess it's time for you to show me a trick or two." They pair hefted up their arrows and went to the far end of the range to test things out.
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