章節 947: Who Are The Last Two People You Plan To Marry? [Part 2]

The whistling sound of an arrow hitting its target was easily heard by the Half-Elf who pondered whether to tell Belle about his supposedly ninth wife, Cathy.

He didn't even need to look at the archery target to know that Belle had struck another bullseye after firing her second arrow.

William then took an arrow from the quiver, and nocked it on his bow.

"Actually, I met a mysterious girl in the Deadlands," William said as he looked at Belle. "She told me that she's my ninth wife."

William shot the arrow without even looking at its target. Belle glanced in the direction of the arrow, and found it firmly planted on the bullseye of her husband's archery target.

The black-haired beauty shifted her attention to William and raised an eyebrow. 

"She told you that she's your ninth wife?" Belle asked. "Isn't that a bit too convenient?"

William shrugged. "I only met her in the deadlands. I don't even know if I'll meet her ever again."