Chapter 22 - I Am Not a Master Archer (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

However, as for himself, Alvin thought that he didn’t seem to have that ability yet.

Alvin looked at himself. He was just an ordinary risk control worker. He didn’t have any special skills, and he wasn’t good at singing and dancing.

Perhaps the only thing special was that his girlfriend was exceptionally beautiful?

As Alvin was thinking of this, he suddenly thought of his other ability.

That was the 340 points of strength attribute that he had obtained because of the system.

According to Alvin’s experience, when he had just obtained the system, the attribute value indicated that his strength attribute was 40 points.

In other words, the strength of an ordinary person was around 40 points. After Alvin’s self-test, he discovered that the so-called 40 points actually meant 40 pounds. This was roughly equivalent to the normal weight that an untrained person could lift.

And now his strength had reached 340 points, which was almost six times that of a normal person.

This could indeed be regarded as a specialty.

But it would still be a bit awkward, as he couldn’t reply, ‘Hello, Sir, I’m a weightlifter.’

Alvin knew that if he said this, the other party would probably laugh because his figure didn’t look like that of a strong person.

With a scrutinizing gaze, Graves looked at Alvin again.

This man was a guest invited by his daughter.

As far as the private lives of his children were concerned, Graves usually did not interfere. The main reason was that Graves did not want his children to care too much about his private life, too. It was good that everyone kept a certain distance from each other.

However, considering the special situation at the moment, his daughter Camilla had privately invited a strange man over without notice and treated him as a guest. No matter how one put it, this matter would have impacted her reputation.

In the education policy of the ancient nobles, an unmarried woman would be impacted even if she just said a word to a man.

Although Graves did not want to follow the classical way of making family rules, at least he had to have some respect for it.

This Alvin did not seem like the kind of man worthy of Camilla, no matter how he looked at him.

Moreover, he did not look like an elite in a certain industry, but more like an insurance salesman. This kind of person was proficient in the art of talking and was good at studying the hearts of others. Perhaps Camilla had been sweet-talked and deceived by this person?

The more Graves looked at him, the more he felt that something was wrong. He wanted a reasonable explanation, so he glanced at Camilla and gave her a meaningful look. Camilla turned her head away and did not reply.

There was still silence in the dining room and everyone was wondering what to do next.

Just as Alvin made up his mind to explain that he was a weightlifter…

Camilla suddenly spoke.

“He is a master archer. I would like to ask him about archery, especially about the dangers of hunting with a bow.”

Alvin clicked his tongue.

“What master archer?

“I couldn’t even hit a can with a slingshot when I was young!”

He knew that he didn’t deserve this title.

The reason for this misunderstanding was probably when he was at the archery range.