Chapter 97: No More Actions Allowed

"Hey, didn't you say your shooting skills were bad?" Parkerfall suddenly remembered something. "I saw you shooting quite accurately, hitting right by their feet without even sparking a fire. Clearly, your skills aren't as bad as you claimed." "It's best to be modest. If I told you I was a sharpshooter, who knows what strange tasks you'd assign me," Viennel replied, not hiding her abilities anymore. "My father taught me to shoot. He was a police officer and wanted me to be able to protect myself. He also taught me martial arts. He used to say that if I ever joined the military, I'd be the best female shooter in the camp." "My dad was a soldier. He started teaching me to shoot when I was very young. He also wanted me to become an officer like him, but he passed away before I could achieve that," Parkerfall said sadly. "What about your parents? Didn't they want you to join the military?" "They died in a car accident," Viennel said calmly, having moved past her grief. "My parents never