Changing only for her (Sophie and Tristan)

Chapter 970

Chapter 970 Your Methods Are Wrong

What’s there to be confused about? Everything depends on what Sophie says.

“Oh, is that so?”

“What is it? Do you have something to say? You may voice it out.”

Bertram shook his head at once. She’s joking. How would I dare have something to say? She can do whatever she wants.

Sophie smiled at Bertram’s panicked look. This dense fellow is fun to toy with.

“It would dash their hopes if I do not give them proper training.”

“Don’t concern yourself with their disappointment. All you have to care about is whether or not I will be disappointed. Other people’s opinions are of no consequence.“

“Let’s go, then. Since they want to train with us so much, we might as well oblige them.”

Sophie arrived at the venue. She picked up a gun and shot several rounds at the target.

The others, having assumed they would not be shown what they had come for, were on their way back to their seats when the gunshots sounded.

Turning around, they witnessed her legendary marksmanship. Every bullet found its mark atop one another in the dead center of the target. It was as if a single bullet had passed through.

Bertram had long since known Sophie’s skill with a gun, but that was the first time he saw it in person.

After firing ten shots, Sophie turned to Bertram.

“Is there anything else you’re worried about, Bert? What other training do you think I requir

Having been rendered speechless, Bertram shook his head.

What other training would she need? I don’t care how formidable she is, even Lily would not be a me Tanner.

“No, there really isn’t!”

Instantly, Sophie earned the respect and devotion of all who were present. Several daring young felle hurried over.

“Your marksmanship is amazing, Ms. Tanner. Could I study under you for a couple of days?”

“I would like some tutelage, too. I’m decent at most things except shooting a gun. Please give me an opportunity, Ms. Tanner!”

“Please be my mentor!” One of them even fell to their knees.

Bertram was rendered speechless.

They’re not usually this enthusiastic! What’s gotten into them today?

“Sure!” Sophie had already promised Bertram to take over several of them.

“Excellent!” the group cheered.

Having heard that Sophie was there, Ysabelle hurried over and, as a result, witnessed Sophie’s aim.

“Compared to Sophie, Felix, who’s better with a gun? You or her?”

Felix was struck dumb.

How am I supposed to answer that?

“Completely equal, I would say. I can teach you if you want to learn, but we’ll do it when we return to Jipsdale, all right? It’s too hot here.”

“No, I think I’ll study under Sophie. She looks better at this than you.”

Without sparing the wheelchair-bound Felix another glance, Ysabelle bounded toward Sophie.

“I want to learn from you too, Sophie.”

“Sure!”

Sophie was giving the group some pointers when Tristan arrived beside Felix.

“This girlfriend of yours seems to steal the spotlight wherever she goes, eh, Mr. Tristan?”

She’s over the line! How could they draw her away like that? Do they not see me standing here?

“Don’t blame other people for your own lack of presence.”

Tristan folded his arms. My woman is amazing. Everything she does is mesmerizing.

“By the way, you should start walking again now that you’re feeling better. Don’t spend all day in bed.”

Truth be told, his condition was not that serious.

“I’m enjoying being taken care of.” It was a pleasant thing to be closely cared for by somebody one loved.

“You must be feeling proud of yourself.”

Though it is natural for couples to care for one another, how could he lower himself to do something so embarrassing instead?

“You don’t understand, and you never will.”

Sophie has always known what she wanted, so Mr. Tristan never felt otherwise. I, on the other hand, am different. I’ve always enjoyed being this way.

After gleaning some pointers from Sophie, the youngsters put them into practice right away and, to their delight, found a marked improvement.

“That’s right. Just like that. Give it several more tries and you’ll have it down in no time. If you have any other questions, you can come to me.” I’m not leaving so soon, anyway.

“Thank you, Master!” the group of youngsters chorused.

Ysabelle was the only one left after the rest departed amidst their excited chatter. As she did not even hold a gun properly, Sophie started from the beginning.

“You have to hold it like this. Your grip is wrong.

Sophie was a decent teacher. She quickly managed to get Ysabelle, who was a complete novice, acquainted with the basics.

Ysabelle fired her first shot. Though it missed the target, she was beside herself with excitement.

“Will I ever be as good as you, Sophie?”

“With your talent, you might never be.” Technical skill aside, some things require talent. Talented as she is in singing. Ysabelle is not made for this. “Besides, you only need to learn enough to defend yourself. It’s not necessary to perfect it.”

I’m teaching her because I want her to be able to protect herself in the face of danger, nothing more.

“All right!”

It’s true. I’m not really talented at this.

“Let’s go. We’ve been training long enough. It’s time to eat.” Sophie hadn’t had her breakfast yet. Thus, she had her breakfast and lunch rolled into one meal.

Ysabelle was covered in sweat. Felix felt sorry for her.

“I told you, it’s too hot here. We could have lessons back in Jipsdale if you’re really interested.” Why torture yourself like that?

Ysabelle’s smile, however, was resplendent.

“I’ve now experienced the joy of shooting a gun, Felix. Nothing compares to this.” If I begin studying in earnest, I don’t think I’d be that bad.

Felix was annoyed. “I offered to teach you once before, but you refused.” Am I such a bad teacher?

“Then your methods must have been wrong. I think Sophie is a good teacher. I enjoy the way she teaches very much,” Ysabelle said brusquely.

Hurt, Felix was rendered speechless.

What does she mean by me teaching her poorly? She’s just blindly trusting Sophie!

The four of them headed to a restaurant.

“When are you two leaving?” Tristan had enough of seeing them both. As Felix was almost completely healed, he deemed the latter fit to return.

“What do you mean by that, Uncle Tristan? We don’t have any obligations. What’s the rush? Let’s all go back together!” Ysabelle thought she could continue her lessons in the meantime.

“I would like to return,” Felix protested. There was business in Northley Group that required his attention.