In my previous life as a modern person, the only weapon I had ever handled was a bow at an archery cafe, and that too only a few times when it was briefly trendy.
However, in front of the numerous expectant eyes gazing at me, I couldn’t bring myself to admit that I had no experience with weapons.
Reluctantly, and with no other choice, I pointed to a bow.
“I can use a bow, a little bit.”
“Really?”
Klaus strode over and took down a bow from the wall. This was not good.
“Try aiming with it.”
The bow felt strangely unfamiliar, not like the modern archery I knew. Nevertheless, I managed to imitate the posture, hooking my fingers on the bowstring and aiming the arrow at the target.
“Hmm.”
Surprisingly, it felt okay. There was no trembling in my arms, and the bow’s tension was manageable. Was this Musel’s physical ability? I thought she was just a character of intelligence, but turns out she might be strong too?
Carefully, I aimed at the target.
“……!”
And I shot the arrow.
“Wow!”
“Look at that skill!”
There were murmurs of surprise all around.
I was stunned. Did I do well?
“Ah, you’re quite skilled for someone who was being modest,” Klaus said with a faint smile.
I walked up to the target, bewildered. The arrow had hit the center.
“Heh…”
I couldn’t help but let out a nervous laugh.
Was this the hidden potential of Musel, a descendant of Jumong, perhaps? I awkwardly smiled and looked around.
“I guess I got lucky. It was a better shot than I expected.”
Then Rutz, excitedly, said, “So if you hit it twice, it’s not luck but skill, right, Musel?”
“What?”
Are they asking me to shoot again? It seemed so.
Sure enough, Klaus nodded.
“Alright, try once more.”
Resigned, I pulled the arrow out of the target and returned to my original position. Once again, I steadied my breath and pulled the bowstring.
The arrow flew.
“Wow!”
“See, I told you!”
It was another bullseye. At this point, I was as baffled as anyone else.
But then, Klaus approached and lightly touched my shoulder.
“Yikes!”
Startled, I flinched dramatically. He had actually touched me!
“Sorry, did I scare you?”
He seemed surprised by my reaction.
I bowed my head, trying to appear calm.
“Oh, no need to apologize. I was just a bit startled.”
Before the atmosphere could become more awkward, I quickly added more excuses.
“Actually, I’m quite sensitive. I didn’t mean to be rude to you.”
“No problem. That really isn’t a big deal.”
Klaus replied calmly and then instructed his guard.
“Let’s head back. Keep your distance and guard us from fifty steps away.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
The knight who had sparred with Klaus bowed slightly and complied.
I followed Klaus out of the training hall. Turning back, I saw Rutz waving at me.
“Ahaha…”
Feeling awkward but not wanting to ignore him, I waved back.
Klaus, having sent the guard a good distance away, apologized again.
“I’m sorry about earlier. I didn’t know you were sensitive to contact.”
“No, it’s my fault for startling Your Highness.”
I apologized once more.
Though my unease hadn’t completely dissipated, I didn’t have the courage to openly criticize the world’s strongest being for touching me without permission.
“Your archery skills were unexpectedly good. Why didn’t you say you were good with a bow?”
“I really didn’t expect to hit the target like that.”
I answered honestly.
Actually, that’s the truth. In the original novel, Musel never used martial arts, and was always portrayed as purely intellectual.
On the other hand, Klaus was described as a character with both intelligence and physical strength.
Of course, now that I’m inhabiting Musel, I can’t be as brilliant as the character in the novel. Maybe that’s why I developed the special ability to shoot arrows? To compensate for what I lack in intelligence?
It’s a bit bittersweet.
As I was lost in these thoughts, Klaus’s clear voice echoed through the night air.
“Being able to handle any weapon is very useful in times of crisis. It’s reassuring psychologically too.”
“Yes.”
“Given your skill today, it seems like you would have hit the target often before. Did you really not know?”
“Yes, I didn’t know.”
“That’s unexpected.”
Klaus tilted his head in curiosity, prompting me to respond as best as I could.
“Actually, I barely had enough time to sit at a desk. That was more important to me.”
“True, your thesis on legal system reform was excellent. After reading it, I decided to make you my aide.”
Oh, new information. The reason why Musel became the crown prince’s aide.
This wasn’t mentioned in the original novel. It only said that Klaus picked Musel for her ‘exceptional abilities.’
So, I never knew exactly what aspect of Musel he appreciated.
No wonder there were thesis papers on the bookshelf in my room. Now I understand what they were.
I expressed my gratitude lightly.
“Thanks to Your Highness, I discovered a modest talent. Thank you.”
Klaus chuckled mischievously.
“If you leave a newfound talent unused, it will just wither away. From now on, you should come to the training ground often and practice archery.”
My Ex-Girlfriend Is The Regent In The Female-dominant World (Male lead transmigrates to the matriarchal world)
Two years ago, Gu Sui picked up a homeless woman in ancient costume from the street.
Apart from occasionally claiming to be a princess from a female-dominant country due to illness, her figure, appearance, intelligence, and martial arts skills were impeccable.
Naturally evolving from roommates to girlfriends, as time went on, Gu Sui found it increasingly difficult to tolerate her queen syndrome.
“Mu Jiulu, can you stop controlling me inside and out? Let’s break up.”
Gu Sui made a breakup call, and since then, he couldn’t find any trace of her.
A year later, Gu Sui, who was planning to move, woke up the next day and found himself in a different place.
“Young Master, today is the day you choose your Wife-master through martial arts competition at Jade Dew Pavilion. Please get up quickly.”
Gu Sui: Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
As the only son of a general’s mansion in a female-dominant dynasty, the young empress personally issued a decree allowing Gu Sui to select his Wife-master through martial arts competition. Whoever could defeat him could marry him.
Gu Sui: “……”
He didn’t inherit the original owner’s martial prowess, so anyone could defeat him! And what the hell is a Wife-master?
Forced to come to Jade Dew Pavilion, the densely packed women below made Gu Sui’s agoraphobia act up, and his face was full of resistance.
Until he saw the Regent sitting on the second floor, with a smile on the corner of her lips, her eyes wicked and nonchalant.
Hmm… she looked a little familiar.
It turned out that the Regent also found him a little familiar.
Mu Jiulu fiddled with her bone clasp, her deep gaze locked on the man who was out of place in this world.
“Finally, I found you.”
Male transmigrates into female-dominant world
One-sentence summary: What goes around comes around, taking turns in the crematorium
