Isekai Journey Of The Magic Archer

Little Carla's gift... it was clear that it would be something like a bow or arrow or something related to these things.

She was a proper knight already. A strong one.

We all knew her goal by now and the dream she was chasing.

She was more interested in weapons than anything else.

Mainly swords but as a knight, she would naturally learn various things aside from the simple sword.

She had a special talent, something too extraordinary to consider normal.

She can store any kind of blade in a special space, just like our storage skills.

But unlike the limited space we would have, her infinite sword inventory was something special to herself.

She was amazing and so was her gift that she just simply hid in her closet.

She was definitely cute, smart, and strong but she was more innocent than maybe even Alf.

Hiding something in her own room, thinking we would never enter here, and not giving us any clue was more than enough to realize it would be in the most normal place.

Well, the house was big. There were countless places one could hide their gifts. There were also underground rooms where anyone could hide their presents.

But the best place and the one with the most probability of having presents was the secret rooms in everyone's room.

Everyone had one of these private spaces in their rooms and we already had visited some of them.

I had also seen Eon's secret room but... well, that place was difficult to understand even for me.

It was like some kind of dwarf lord's most precious room filled with complicated artifacts, tools, and weird things.

He called it his lab but, well, it was a special kind of lab rather than the normal magic or alchemy labs I had seen.

Anyway, we were in Carla's secret room for the first time today.

A normal room unlike her underground special training room filled with countless weapons and swords.

This room was just a normal one with some books, some handwritten notebooks, a peaceful bed, some 'girly' clothes... that she had genuinely never worn in front of us, and some of her personal things.

Every private room is one's own responsibility in this house so they all had to take care of it themselves.

All the passages and buttons leading to these special rooms are the most personal places for every one of them, I have one too, filled with things I have collected throughout my life, back at home. But here, everyone takes good care of these special rooms.

His grandpa and grandma's special rooms were one of the most secure places I had ever seen because there were some very important stuff and files there but they allowed the two of us to see it a while back.

We had also seen the awesome rooms of his first uncle and aunt and they were the places that resembled the two of them perfectly.

His first uncle's room was filled with weird magic engineering stuff that I could barely understand and that place was almost as big as the <Soul signal detection> artifact room.

And his aunt's room was just filled with her spectacular collection of tea, teapots, and teacups.

We have yet to see his mom, dad, and Anna's secret room but we shouldn't intrude on those special places unless invited by the owner.

And... Carla practically gave us permission to be here by hiding this gift here so she couldn't blame us for intruding and seeing her special things.

We couldn't tell anyone about the things in one's secret room, the strong law of the house, so she knew her cute secret was safe with us.

Well, every one of these secret rooms is defended by special artifacts, spells, magic, traps, and whatnot.

The most absurdly secure place in this house would be this bastard Eon's secret room if I had to say so myself. It was even more fortified than his mom's room.

Anna's room was one thing but in just a few days… this bastard transformed his entire place, from the whole terrace floor to the special room, into something like a highly classified zone 0 area.

He used spells, magic arrays, and even runes to safeguard that place.

Without his own willing permission, even he couldn't enter that place, much less an intruder.

Well, that place is one hell of a madness, just like the things he does there.

This normal place with just a few artifacts and two difficult magic arrays was better than that shit.

So we were here right now, looking at a long rectangular wooden box with a yellow sticky note on it with 'don't you dare talk about this place. Forgot it. Absolutely erase it from your mind.' written on it.

"Cute... hehe."

I couldn't help my reaction on this one and a chuckle escaped my mouth…

"She definitely is cute. Anyway, this is quite amazing too."

"Quite… amazing? Of course, in your eyes, even this superb thing would look just 'quite' amazing..."

This bastard just smiled and shook his head as his eyes turned blue for a brief moment and his smile deepened even more.

"You aren't supposed to use your skills Eon. You have one penalty now."

"What penalty? I'm not supposed to use skills and spells while finding a gift. I can use it when I already have it.

And I used my Origin skill so it doesn't count anyway."

"Loophole finding bastard..."

I just smiled at this cunning bastard and looked at the beautiful metallic arrow inside the box.

I can tell this one was an old artifact just from the feeling it's giving off but it really was quite something…

'Eyes of truth.'

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●[Blaze sparker]

~~~> An old artifact with the special energy of a dungeon.

~~~> Its a dungeon artifact as strong as a normal (level-11) artifact.

~~~> The user can use this arrow to call upon the high magic (Blazing hell), a mid-level (tier-9) spell.

~~~> Its a special artifact with an innate spell and can be used three times. After that, the arrow will perish.

~~~> The arrow body is made of the rare metal, black iron so the arrow itself is more durable than any lower-level artifact.

~~~> The blade is still sharp despite being hundreds of years old. The enchantments of that time sure were awesome.

~~~> This arrow's core is an unknown high beast's part containing a significant amount of its energy, which had a very high affinity with fire, the reason why the high spell is so stable despite being this old.

~~~> It would take a large amount of Mana to activate the spell and the purity of Mana would determine the output power of the spell.

~~~> It is enviable how someone can give such a precious thing to someone else as a birthday gift. It just shows their respect and affection toward that person.

~~~> It's a gooooood~ thing the receiver of such a gift, the one who calls such an amazing piece of art 'quite amazing' is your precious someone.

~~~> Take care of each other you two~!

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'Hehe. Cute as always~. Thanks, and don't worry. I will take good care of this cute bastard~!'

"Bones of a volcanic Tricer? Indeed, the core used is compatible with the fire attribute, destruction series spell, very well.

Just being able to smelt and refine such difficult material of a powerful top-class (Indigo) rank creature would need a grandmaster-level craftsman.

Those creatures are close to none in today's time but the craftsman who can process such material is countable on hand…"

'Well, I'm not even surprised anymore. He has deeper knowledge than me even though our eye ability is almost the same.'

His eyes were special but my eyes were different from his in some aspects.

He said my eyes are something too special to be compared to anything so I will just wait till the day it grows.

These pink eyes are a cute one, so I don't actually mind even if it stays the same~.

"How many times did your eyes say this one can be used?"

His sudden question startled me but I answered with a normal expression.

"Three? ...why? Did your little cussing baby say something different?"

"Well, they said four but I think it can be stretched to five times if used well and not recklessly."

"...what?"

"You know the principles of a magic artifact like this one right?

The core magic attached to the artifact will vanish if the spell is used three or four times.

In other words, the durability of the arrow itself will fall every time it is used.

It will be damaged by the force of the high magic but if we can maintain the output and lower it to the power of a (tier-8) destructive spell, it can be used more times.

The spell itself is engraved on the whole of the arrow so as long as the arrow is at least in its full form, it can be used.

So... well, this is better than I expected.

I wonder where she found something like this."

There were those cute stars in his eyes as he looked at this almost one-meter-long metallic arrow with a sharp, triangle but a wavy tip.

The arrow itself was deep black with fire-like patterns on it.

A blacksmith's work was spectacular but the magic engraving was also spectacular on this one.

Finding such a good artifact in a dungeon was mostly a stroke of luck. And maybe this was something found in a treasure chest from how it's in this good condition.

I nodded at him with a helpless smile as he closed the box and stored the arrow in his storage bracelet.

"Eon..."

"Don't even think about it. It's too dangerous."

"Petty bastard."

"Rein? It's (tier-9). I said we can increase the usage count but there is no way I want to waste something this precious."

"Tsk!"

He can use it at least three times. Why can't I use it just once??

Just think about the giant explosion that would be enough to create a pool of lava!

we can just destroy a barren mountain with something so fun~.

But this bastard didn't know just how fun those big explosions were...

"Hump. If I get a gift like that, I would definitely-"

"That's why no one gives you something like this. We all know you are half crazy."

"I'm not! I do what I like!!"

"No, you don't. Now shut up and look at this one. It's from uncle El."

This bastard!

I'm not some little girl he can order to shut up every time!

...

'But today is his birthday so let's just hear him out… just this once.'

When I get a precious gift like this one, I will blast this bastard first.

Hopefully, he will survive.

It's his specialty after all...

"If I die-"

"You won't."

You can't die darling. You won't.

My reply to him was instantaneous and he just shook his head at my serious eyes.

He knew this serious look was something he can't speak anything before.

So we both just returned to the letter we found with the box and forget the weird conversation a moment ago.

I knew he can easily survive one (tier-9) spell so I can say and think whatever I wanted but... him dying? Not happening until I'm in this world.