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Move the “I” shooter. Part 3

However, to at least one of the servants, Fenman, “I” treated him as if he were his son.

He set to go away him everything he possessed, and he possessed solely the art of athletics. He began to show Fenman, and proclaimed to him:

— 1st you've got to be told to not blink. If you learn, return to me.

When Fenman went home, he was lying by his wife's weaving machine all day long. The pedals were spinning, and he was observing them, attempting to not blink. Before long he learned to try to do this and asked his partner to bring a pointy needle or needle to her face unexpectedly. Once his eyes got won't to it, he ran to his master and asked him to offer him a bow with arrows.

— it's too early! — He aforementioned “I” with a smile. — a decent shooter ought to see a really little factor, as a big, not visible to the attention, as noticeable. Once you can have it away, come!

Fenman forces out of the tail of the bull's finest hair and somehow tied to him caught an insect. He then hooked up the hair to the ceiling and, lying on the bed, checked out him. He spent several days like this while not drinking or ingestion. His partner thought he was crazy and went when the necromancer.

— I'll kill the primary one joins here! — Fenman yelled while not turning his head.

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My partner stopped and wept with tears as my husband looked into the void.

A day later, he yelled joyfully:

— Look, currently, she is sort of button!

— and may I bring you a drink and food? — My partner asked.

— it's too early! — Fenman answered. — I am going to tell you myself after I will tell the distinction between eyes and mouth.

And my partner cried once more. For what quiet eyes and mouth will a button have?

Three days later, Fenman screamed:

— currently, she's sort of wheel and her mouth is greater than mine. Offer my food and drink.

Fenman got drunk and bored to death, and at once ran to his master to inform him of his success.

— currently, I'll teach you ways to shoot! — I joyously exclaimed “I”

They visited the sphere wherever “I” educated Fenman till they began to quote the gentleman and his servant because the best shooters, golf shot their names next to every different.

Fenman would are happy to impart the teacher, however, he was jealous of nature and regarded himself 1st, as a result of“I” was previous, and he was young. And have become jealous of Fenman's soul, like a flame within the dried bushes. He began to have faith in the way to destroy the teacher.

Fenman got himself a quiver larger than the “I” and crammed it with arrows. Returning home with an associate “I”, Fenman suddenly places associate arrow into the associate empty sky. Grabbing the bow, “I” sent the arrow to catch up. There was a crepitation. The arrows collided within the air. A similar happened to the second, third and fourth arrows...

But before long the arrows ran out, and Fenman had over a dozen left. Before “I” rapt, Fenman ran away and force a bow. The arrow whistled off the tees and hit the “I” right within the mouth. The shooter “I” staggered and fell.

Believing that “I” was dead, Fenman approached him to visualize for himself. However, as before long as he was there, “I” got up as if nothing had happened.

Sweat appeared on the forehead of the traitor. His hands agitated, and he bore his bow on the bottom.

— you decided to kill early! — he aforementioned, “I” expulsion out the tip of the arrow. — I did not have time to show you ways to catch associate arrow with my mouth associated eat an arrow.

Fanman knelt on his knees and embraced his master's legs.

— Forgive me! — He was babbling. — I used to be possessed by an associate spirit of envy...

But he pushed Fenman's I's, picked up his bow and skint it, said:

— The traitor can né'er be a decent shooter!

Meanwhile, “I” continued to treat his servants discourteously. Fenman, UN agency stayed in his house, set to use it. He persuaded the servants of “I” to rebel against the master. They brought an enormous peach billy club out of the woods, discovered associate “I” whereas searching, hit him with a billy club, and at once threw his body into a boiling pot ready for the game.

Thus, the hero UN agency saved the Celestial Empire from several misfortunes died. When his death he was browsing as a spiritual being Junbu.

The end.