Cassius turned around to flash an adorable smile at Mikel.

“Uncle! Shall we give slave gal one bow too? I want to compete with her!!!”

“Uncle! Please! Phleas! Plesh!”

“Alright. Alright.” Mikel sighed and caved into his demands.

The little devil immediately turned around to give a big thumbs up to Sylvia as if this was something she wanted.

Thanks to the trauma of having been a target dummy, she didn’t want to go anywhere near a bow and arrow.

She raised her hands to refuse but Mikel shoved a common wooden bow into her hands.

“I am also curious. Let’s see if you have some skills.” He smiled gently, though it sounded like a taunt to Sylvia’s ears.

Standing beside them, Cassius started jumping up and down. “Yipee! Yay! Game Arcade! Uncle, can we go there, please!” 

“Ha? Little rascal. So this what you were aiming for?” Mikel helplessly shook his head and chuckled.

The group then walked over to one of the gambling dens nearby.

Sylvia fumbled with the crossbow in her hands. She had never held anything like this before.

Though it was a simple wooden bow, it had a smooth finish and didn’t weigh a lot.

Considering Sylvia’s physical fitness, this was really convenient for her to use.

Mikel had only casually taken out this piece of equipment in the spur of the moment but it perfectly fitted all of Sylvia’s requirements, even taking into account the width of her chest.

As she looked at the bow dazedly, Sylvia ran her hands over the spine and then over the taut string connecting the two ends of the bow.

She couldn’t recognize the material and absentmindedly wondered what it was.

Without thinking much about it, she pulled it lightly, making a ‘Twang’ sound.

Unfortunately, the string was too sharp for her fingers.

It immediately left a deep cut on her thumb finger, with a few beads of her blood started to seep out. 

Argh. Sylvia winced at the sight of blood.

She lifted her finger to suck on it and help the wound clot when suddenly another hand helped her do the same.

Sylvia looked up in alarm, only to find Mikel’s full lips sucking on her finger.

The man even had a look on his face as if he was tasting some fine delicacy.

“Be careful kitten. Only I am allowed to leave marks on your body.” The devil smirked and let her go.

Sylvia shuddered lightly as she withdrew her hand back.

She could feel the man’s eyes still lingering on her, waiting and watching her reactions like a predator.

Even though they were amidst a sea of people, standing in the middle of a crowd, Sylvia suddenly felt alone under the devil’s stare.

She kept her gaze down and hurried forward, quickly following the little devil and Theodore, running away from the big devil.

Mikel chuckled at the woman’s expression and walked after her.

The gambling dens were located in one of the far corners of the border market and quite a big crowd had gathered near it.

Including the archery game, there were several other stalls with very interesting games.

People were having a lot of fun placing bets and trying to show off their talents.

To add to this merriment, scantily clad attractive women flitted about here and there serving aromatic wine.

The entire atmosphere was extremely rowdy and boisterous.

Sylvia looked around uncomfortably, sensing several pairs of eyes staring at her.

Being a beautiful woman, this was not unusual for her but it still made her nervous.

Was this even a place a young kid should visit?

She looked at the small prince who was dancing in excitement and smiled bitterly.

Whatever. I will just play along!

Sylvia silently followed the group and paused when they arrived at the archery game spot.

On a big stretch of land, several men and women were standing around.

While some of them had crossbows in their arms, waiting and aiming for something in the air, some simply stood around cheering their company.

Sylvia couldn’t understand this so-called game. What were they aiming for? She looked around in confusion.

“Look up slave gal!” Cassius nudged her and winked at her.

Sylvia nodded and looked up, but there was nothing there as well.

However, just a couple of seconds later, a sharp noise sounded and something whooshed in the air above them.

What the hell? Sylvia gawked at the scene in front of her in amazement.

Out of nowhere several drops of water danced in the air above them, each sparkling mystically as the sunlight bounced off of them.

And as soon as these water droplets materialized,  several arrows simultaneously shot up in the sky as well.

Though it was a difficult task to hit moving targets, especially something as small as little droplets of water, about half of the arrows still met their targets.

However, these were not ordinary water droplets.

The arrows that touched them glowed bright, indicating the success of the person who had released them, thereby adding to their score.

The entire sky was dazzling as if there was a fireworks show going on.

It looked absolutely spectacular.

Sylvia watched the sky in amazement as a small beautiful smile surfaced on her lips, though it was cut short by a certain little brat, as he stood next to her and urged her impatiently.

“Slave gal! Do it fast. I already got my first hit. He he he.”