| Black || |
ATK Delay -8%
|Lv50||1072||283|| 123|| 200|
ATK Delay -18%
|Lv80||1474||426|| 178|| 260|
ATK Delay -18%
|Name & Effect (edit info)|
| For X seconds, fire 3 arrows|
+ chance of causing instant death.
| 1 ||15||44|
| 2 ||16||43|
| 3 ||18||42|
| 4 ||19||41|
| 5 ||20||40|
Skill Awakening Edit
|Normal||Godslaying Sinful Bow||For 20 seconds, fire 3 arrows + chance of causing instant death.||40||1|
|Awakened||Sinful Bow Mistilteinn||For 20 seconds, attack increases by 1.2x; fire 3 arrows each at up to 3 targets simultaneously.||45||5|
| Attack Up|
|Attack is increased.||
Increases this unit's attack by 10%.
| Miraculous Initiation|
|While on the active team, all allied archers, rangers, and bowriders gain 10% attack.||
Class Attributes Edit
|Class Name (edit info)||Traits/Effects||Notes|
|Junior Archer||Prioritizes flying units||
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All-Age Conversation Scenes Edit
Translated by Petite Soeur (@ ulmf)
I came across Ashera in the castle, and when I called out to her to stop, she responded with cold words and a cold gaze.
I didn't have any particular business with her, so I try to talk about what fine weather we have today.
Her violet eyes merely reflect me without projecting any emotion.
Ashera: "Yeah, that's certainly true."
Ashera: "Blue sky with nary a cloud..."
Ashera: "... What of it?"
Ashera responds indifferently.
I flinched a little to her tone that discarded pleasantries a long time ago.
Ashera: "Could it be you care about the daily weather, Prince?"
"I certainly care about the weather during battle", I respond.
Ashera: "I was originally a denizen of the forest... I always had to be sensitive to changes in the weather, so I understand Prince's feelings."
Ashera: "Fumu... Since you say you care about the weather, I shall go ahead and tell you something good."
Without even a partial smile, words poured from Ashera's lips.
Ashera: "In just a little bit, there's going to be a rain shower. A very fierce one..."
Ashera: "Since there's some washed clothes being dried, you better order the servants to bring them in."
"How do you know that?" I ask.
Ashera: "My hair... is flipping out."
Ashera: "I said my hair."
I don't really understand the meaning of what she's saying, but...
Ashera: "What, you don't understand?"
Ashera: "Look, my hair."
As she said that, Ashera suddenly closed the distance between us.
A sweet scent wafts through the air, being so close to her beautiful, silvery white hair, my chest leaps before I know it.
Ashera: "If you don't understand by looking, then try and touch it? Well... if you don't want to, I don't mind, but..."
I'm surprised by her letting me touch her more than anything, she lets my finger tips brush through a stream of lustrous silver.
Surprisingly smooth, all of my mental faculties were wrapped around Ashera's beautiful face that's right next to me.
Ashera: "My hair reacts strongly. It's easily influenced by changes in the weather or temperature."
Ashera: "Today, it's already disheveled like it's out of control."
While she says that, Ashera pinches the tip of her own hair.
From my perspective, it looks like these tracts of cascading silver thread, however beautiful they may appear, are disliked by the person in question.
Ashera: "Truly, it's rude of me to be standing in front of Prince looking like this..."
Ashera: "Anyhow, I lived in the forest for a long time until now. It's not just the rules of the kingdom, I'm ignorant of the rules of human life itself..."
Ashera: "So, I want you to forgive me...""
Ashera: "—Eh, Prince?"
Ashera: "Are you OK? Your face is red?"
Ashera: "If you have a fever, I'll prepare some brewed medical herbs, OK?"
"Don't worry about it", I tell her, and I separate from Ashera in an attempt to cool the burning in my cheeks that were ignited by making physical contact with her.
Ashera: "... Ah."
Ashera: "Excuse me..."
Ashera apologised to me with a sad look on her face for some reason.
Ashera: "... As I thought, it seems I did something rude to the Prince."
It looks like she's having some kind of misunderstanding by me opening the distance. Ashera: "I'm truly sorry..."
Ashera: "I said it earlier, but I, umm... haven't spent any time with anyone until now..."
Ashera: "I was a hunter who spent her time with nature..."
Ashera: "So, I thought about how I wanted to become friends with the Prince, but it looks like I was being too presumptuous... "
When I look, her cheeks are also blushing a little.
Ashera, who appeared brusque at first glance, might in truth actually be a very kind woman.
Ashera: "... Eh? I didn't offend you, that's not why you moved away from me?" Ashera: "Is that so...? That makes me happy."
Though she's reserved, Ashera looks at me with a smile that clearly conveys her feelings of relief.
Ashera: "... Well then, Prince, I must be going now."
Ashera: "Actually, tonight I've been invited for arrow training..."
Ashera: "Soma asked me... She's... very kind to me."
Ashera: "To be honest, I'm not used to interacting with people, so I thought I would decline, but..."
Ashera: "Since it was possible for me to talk like this with the Prince... I'll do my best, and try and talk with her as well."
"She would like that", I responded.
Somehow, I was overwhelmed with joy that I was able to help create new memories in Ashera.
Ashera: "Well then..."
Ashera says as she turns her heels.
Ashera: "Ah... Prince."
But she stopped her walk, and when she turned around, she finally uttered these words.
Ashera: "If you see me again... Will you talk with me like you did today?"
Ashera: "I would be very happy... if you do."
When I confirmed my agreement, Ashera went back to walking with a shy smile on her face.
Sitting next to me on the sofa in my room, Ashera asked curiously.
Ashera: "Though, they're arrows made from magic... I thought anyone could do something like this?"
I couldn't ascertain it since I don't use a bow myself, but perhaps this technique is not a feat that can be easily performed.
Ashera: "Well... Indeed, I haven't seen anyone in the Prince's army doing something similar..."
Ashera: "Speaking of which, before when I was practicing with the archers, it felt like Soma was surprised a little bit... Yeah."
Ashera: "Ah, of course I'm adept at using normal arrows, you know?"
Ashera: "So... I don't want you to think I don't have any fighting potential..."
She's cool and steady during battle, but when we're alone together like this, she's unexpectedly sweet and modest.
When I think that this might be the real Ashera, the fact that she's trusting me to the point of letting me see her true self makes me happy.
Ashera: "—Ah... Wh, why're you rubbing my head...?"
While I tell that it's because I wanted to, I caress her head like I was trying to comb her beautiful, silvery white hair.
Ashera, who became meek like a borrowed cat, bowed her head a little, and held it there to accept my hand.
Ashera: "Muu... Nngg... Having you do such... What should I do...? I don't understand..."
I look at the bewildered Ashera for just a moment, and somehow control my thoughtless mind that wanted to tease her more.
Ashera: "However, I'm ignorant of such things... Is this how people shrink the distance between each other?"
Ashera asks with an upward glance.
"I believe there's an element of truth in it", I responded, and Ashera slowly nodded her head.
Ashera: "Well then, if I were to do this, would it shorten the distance with you more...?"
Without warning, she hugged me tightly.
Ashera's sweet fragrance, that I smelt before, fills my nostrils, and I feel her warmth unbelievably close to me.
Ashera: "Not your body... Your heart..."
Ashera: "I want to feel it much more closely..."
Ashera: "I've been living alone for so long, so..."
Ashera: "Wanting someone in this way, I don't understand myself now..."
She once told me that she was all alone without any relatives since the time she was old enough to think for herself.
She lived with nature and the animals in the forest, and then started to fight with the monsters.
However, Ashera's fighting abilities, that surpass others with her inhuman bow skills, are hard to imagine coming from someone who has been isolated.
Ashera: "... I haven't been terrifying just monsters, but people as well..."
Ashera: "Regardless of whether or not I desire it, my power is already residing within my body, so..."
The irritation that she always felt within herself changes into the strength of her embrace, which is then transmitted to my body.
Ashera: "Prince... I like nature, and I also love animals..."
Ashera: "So, I never hesitated to protect those things, there never was any doubt to how I lived."
A moment of silence passes before Ashera weaves the sounds of words.
Ashera: "And then... I met you."
It was the night during an expedition when I met her.
I was separated from my team due to the monsters' attack, and I lost sight of my companions. I was wandering the forest in the dead of night.
Then, as my body was being drenched by the pouring rain, I inadvertently came across Ashera's dwelling.
Ashera: "I'm glad I didn't shoot you dead when you wandered into my territory back then..."
"Why didn't you attack?" I asked.
Ashera: "... I don't know why, but I could tell you weren't an enemy..."
Ashera: "No, surely... that was what I wished."
Ashera: "The coming of a handsome prince to rescue me from solitude..."
Looking at me, Ashera's eyes begin to slowly shut.
In that opportune moment, we press each of our desires into our lips, and I engulf hers with mine.
Ashera: "... Fu, ah..."
When she notices our lips pulling apart, Ashera slowly opens her eyes.
And, as if her desires were about to overflow, she muttered nonsensical words.
Ashera: "Now, for just a moment... I felt that I touched your heart..."
While her beautiful, violet eyes moisten from the warmth of joy, a smile fills Ashera's graceful face.
Ashera: "... More, I want to feel you closer..."
Ashera: "More, more... with you..."
After she whispers that, she dedicates her mouth to me a second time as if she was trying to work new feelings into herself.
Ashera: "So... I want you to as well. I want you to touch my heart even deeper..."
Ashera: "If it's you, then I..."
Though she was unable to hold back the large tears that flowed from her eyes. Right at the same time they ran down her cheeks, we shared a kiss for the third time.
Class Change Materials Edit
|Required units (edit units)||
Awakening Materials Edit
|Required units (edit info)||
|Black||300,000G||3 x Sniper orb|
Mistilteinn ("Mistletoe"), also known as Misteltein or Mystletainn, is Hrómundr Gripsson's sword in Hrómundar saga Gripssonar, a legendary saga from Iceland. Mistilteinn could never go blunt and was taken by Hrómund from the undead witch-king Þrainn.
In the game, however, Mistilteinn is a bow.