"Why are you so polite to him?" Suka, who had never said anything, really couldn't stand the attitude of the elders of the elves towards Link. He shouted: "These are all miracles performed by the true gods. With him

What does this kid have to do with anything! According to me, the fact that the God of Nature has given the elves a new ethereal bow means that we, the elves, no longer need to rely on outsiders, but can completely use our own strength to change our destiny!"

"Sokka!" Old Elf Heart's face darkened and he drank softly.

"Am I wrong?!" Suka ignored it at all, turned to Link, and asked with disbelief: "Do you dare to say that you also made this ethereal bow, and it was also shared by Bazhu?

Part of your ability?!"

"What do you think?!" Of course Link knew that the answer was no, but when Suka said this, of course he couldn't say it directly. He just rolled his eyes and gave an ambiguous answer.

"Huh..." Suka was obviously not satisfied with Link's answer. He snorted and was about to ask more questions, but at this moment, a scream attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.

"Ah, so heavy, so... so heavy." Everyone's eyes turned to Bazhu, who had been silently standing aside, and then they were shocked to realize that the ethereal bow in Bazhu's hand had not been released yet.

It was already fully opened, and a small green arrow that looked like a ghost was placed on the bowstring. Bazhu's hands were trembling and his head was sweating. It was obvious that he could no longer support this kind of stretching of the bow.

In this state, there was an obvious cry in her words: "I...I can't hold it anymore!"
Chapter completed!