Chapter 247 Elf’s Tears

The main reason why Ryan doesn't practice archery is that for Ryan, the time spent shooting an arrow is not as effective as casting a magic.

But the arrows shot by this bow are powerful enough to rival Ryan's magic.

Especially the speed of this arrow. If this arrow was aimed at Ryan himself, Ryan would not be 100% confident that he would be able to avoid or prevent it without any precautions.

After being stunned, Ryan looked at the bow again, and couldn't help but feel a little more fondness in his eyes.

Seeing that Ryan seemed to like this bow quite a bit, Ivy was relieved.

I thought Mr. Lane would look down on such a bow, but fortunately, Mr. Lane seemed to like it quite a lot.

At this time, Ryan turned to look at Ivy and said with a faint smile: "The bow you make is very good."

"It's just...it's just that the materials are used well."

Ivy blushed and waved her hands repeatedly.

Ryan continued to look at the bow: "Did you also carve the pattern on it? Is this a phoenix? It's very beautiful."

"Well……"

Ivy's throat seemed to be choked by something, her face was red and speechless, but she was extremely happy inside.

Mr. Lane noticed the pattern! Great, it seems that my efforts were not in vain!

Raising her hand and patting her face, Ivy cheered up a little, picked up her elf bow, and started shooting arrows with Ryan.

An ordinary shooting range, a few ordinary targets, even if they repeated boring-looking archery actions over and over again, Ryan and Ivy looked very happy.

At noon, Ryan took the girls back to the tree house. After lunch, they returned to the shooting range.

In this way, until the afternoon, when the sky turned dim, Ivy put away the elf bow and said with a smile: "I am really happy today."

Ryan nodded and smiled lightly: "I feel very happy too."

Seeing Ryan's smile, Ivy's heart beat uncontrollably.

After staring at Ryan for a moment, Ivy pursed her lips and said softly: "Mr. Ryan, finally...can you take a walk with me again?"

"Okay."

Ryan agreed without thinking.

So, Ryan and Ivy walked side by side towards the outside of the shooting range.

Lily noticed this scene and immediately said to Yazhi: "Yazhi, you are leaving tomorrow. Can we take a shower together today?"

Hearing this, Yazhi's tail swayed and he immediately nodded excitedly: "Okay, okay!"

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During the walk, Ryan and Ivy had a tacit understanding and didn't speak, just walking in silence.

Along the way, Ivy kept brewing her emotions.

Unknowingly, the two of them came to a high slope outside the elf settlement. From the high slope, they could see a large sea of ​​flowers that was pleasing to the eye.

This is the place where Ivy brought Ryan.

Looking at this sea of ​​flowers, Ryan took a deep breath and said with a smile: "No matter how many times I come here, I will always be amazed by this place."

"Mr. Lane..."

At this time, Ivy blushed and said, "That bow..."

"Oh, this elf bow."

Ryan took off the elf bow from his back and handed it to Ivy: "Give it back to you."

"Do not……"

Ivy shook her head and did not pick it up, but said nervously: "Mr. Lane, this bow is actually... I actually made it for you!"

Hearing what Ivy said, Ryan couldn't help but be stunned: "Made for me...?"

"Ok!"

Ivy nodded vigorously: "This is a gift from me!"

"..."

Thinking of the fact that Ivy was bitten by Youluolan for this bow and almost died, Ryan didn't know what to say for a while.

So, is it for me that Ivy has been working so hard these days to find materials for making bow strings?

There are also beautiful patterns on it. It can be seen from the details on those patterns that Ivy must have put a lot of thought into carving them.

"Also...and..."

Ivy raised her hand to cover her chest, feeling the hot heart that was beating violently under her chest. Even though Ivy's cheeks seemed to be colored by the red clouds at dusk, she still closed her eyes and said loudly to Ryan. :

"Mr. Lane, I like you! Please date me!"

Finally, I said it...

Nothing messed up, everything went smoothly, great...

After saying these words, Ivy raised her head and looked into Ryan's eyes.

Looking at Ivy's expectant eyes, Ryan was a little stunned for a moment.

But after the shock, a burst of joy spread in Ryan's heart.

After learning that the elf bow that Ivy had made with great difficulty was actually given to him, and faced with Ivy's confession, if Ryan said he was not moved, it would be a lie.

Looking at Ivy, Ryan opened his mouth and was about to say something, but when he noticed Ivy's ears, Ryan suddenly stopped and swallowed the words that came to his lips.

Then, Ryan handed the elf bow in his hand to Ivy:

"...I'm sorry, I can't accept you."

"Eh?"

Ivy couldn't help but froze in place, and said in disbelief: "Why...why?"

why?

Just now, Ivy, who was looking at Ryan, could clearly feel that Ryan was ready to agree to her confession.

But when it reached his mouth, Ryan swallowed it back.

"Mr. Lane..."

A forced smile appeared on Ivy's face: "You...do you have any concerns? No...it doesn't matter. You can totally...tell it to me..."

Ryan shook his head and said nothing.

Seeing this, Ivy's eyes dimmed.

Seeing Ryan hand the elf bow to her, Ivy slowly lowered her head, and her body began to tremble slightly:

"Just...even so, I still hope...Mr. Lane...Mr. Lane, you can put this bow away...as a thank you...for saving me twice..."

As she spoke, Ivy's voice had an obvious cry.

Ryan lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry."

"No...it's okay..."

Ivy raised her head again, with a forced smile on her face. Tears filled Ivy's eyes, making her vision blurry.

After wiping the tears that fell from her eyes twice with her hands, Ivy raised her head and tried to suppress the tears that kept flowing out, but the tears continued to fall from the corners of Ivy's eyes:

"It's okay...no...it's okay, I'm already...I'm already mentally prepared to be rejected, ugh...it's okay..."

While repeatedly murmuring that it doesn't matter, Ivy kept raising her hands to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but the tears still kept overflowing from her eyes. No matter how I wiped them, Ivy couldn't wipe them away.