Isekai Journey Of The Magic Archer

People will get it anyway, so I didn\'t have to worry about that one.

They said all the recipes and their creation rights were actually mine, and mom was my guardian to that until I become an adult in three years.

So, well, all things aside now, we were in the underground arena that was surprisingly well made.

The ground had auto repair magic with a high-level defense mechanism and we can go all out if we wanted in this place.

All out with basic strength, that is.

I knew my Aura, or even her red Aura of burning could obliterate this ground with a simple touch.

And it was going to be inevitable for us to hold back from using that one.

It was a basic knight curtsy to show your Aura if the opponent shows it and also do not use Aura against the one who doesn\'t have it.

I was ready with my gear all set and our families were now waiting in the upper stands and Anna was cheering for both of us.

"Big brother~! Big sister Carry~! Best of luuuuuuck~!"

She was cheerful, just like Zoe.

"Big brother~! Haveee fuuuuun~!" She shouted, and I waved at them.

Rein was just smiling down at us, watching me with a gaze that also wanted to see my powers.

We clashed for a bit in the forest, but she couldn\'t see me actually fighting or anything at that moment.

Well, she knew I was an exceptional archer, but she actually hadn\'t seen just how that first genocidal arrow had killed three (Orange) ranked teddies at once.

The way that last bear (poofed!) was something that will stay fresh in my mind forever.

The weapons that were just powerful for the creatures of the dark forest were powerful weapons to kill higher beasts.

And I knew I won\'t have any use of those anytime soon in hunting or nonserious fights.

Carla was standing before me with her own gears, and she was a sword that was still being forged.

She wasn\'t perfect, and she wasn\'t weak at the very least.

In terms of pure power, just like Rein, she was stronger than me.

But although she was far more talented than anyone, I knew even she hadn\'t been taught with blood spilling without mercy.

That wasn\'t my grandpa\'s style. He was different from my master.

I knew he was ruthless and his methods purely focused on bringing out all the potential of one\'s body and with someone like Carla; I knew he would have done his very best to make her understand what she can do.

And I knew one more thing...

She also had the very best resources one can ask for.

And unlike me, who can barely use some of them, she can just use everything in her arsenal and it would be ok.

She was an exceptional swordsman, and I knew even after having a rough mouth, she was a perfect knight who had been trained by the best.

Right now, there was a fire in her eyes. A fire calmer than the one I had seen in the dining hall.

She was calm, excited but calm, and even at this moment, when she was just holding the handle of the sword on her waist, there was no opening in her defenses.

She was wearing all defensive gears and artifacts that were (Level-7) or above.

And I knew that stuff was far more expensive than I knew.

Not that I was worried about anything at all.

I was wearing the pure white set of defensive artifacts and every one of them was a (level-9) artifact, including my pure white bow that I have been using for a while.

Although I could feel Ronna was sad every time I used any other bow, I was too weak to actually use her anytime soon.

Well, I had more than enough bows to actually have many good fights.

The observers on the stands were surprised by these artifacts and just how great they looked and how masterfully they were made but, they all knew the fact that my master was someone who created a [Divine Artifact].

So things like these were mere pass time for her.

The arrows I was using right now, however, were just some normal arrows of Mana wood that I bought at the city back when we were there and in some free time, I enchanted them.

And now that I had done countless high grande and even higher enchantings, I was a master enchanter in normal terms.

And although I had made many other enchantments of unreal levels, I could only put them on the things by using the artifacts in the tower.

And... Carla\'s sword was very eye-catching.

\'Three eyes.\'

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[Brant of true flames]

--->A sword made with the heart of a (Blue) ranked creature [Crimson Golam] as core, and [Adamantite] as the base.

---> A (level-11) artifact made by at least a [Master] ranked blacksmith on the verge of becoming a [Grandmaster].

---> The sword is strong and the welder of the sword gains a special passive skill [Flame nullification].

---> Though the weapon is far from having an <Ego>, the creator of this weapon would most probably hit his limit on [Grandmaster] realm.

---> Though he could become famous by forging a lot of good equipment, the path he chooses would be up to him.

---> This sword itself is a magnificent creation.

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\'Hm? No cussing at me this time? Good, good. You started learning.\'

I smiled at the simple information about this high-grade weapon and even I could see it was an amazing weapon.

And the only reason she had this sword outside and not in her special storage was because this sword... was her partner.

Though the resonating wasn\'t as good as me and Asta\'s, I knew, just from a single glance, that the fine sword was perfect for her.

Though she could use something better, and actually, because of her innate talent, she wasn\'t bound by one main weapon.

Considering her unique skill, it was best for her to have multiple main weapons aside from countless normal ones.

And though that high-grade artifact was one of a kind, I had something she would love even more than that one.

"Carla~! If you do well, I will give you a sword you would fall in love with just like Brant~!"

And with these sudden words, she forgot her hyper-focus state and looked at me in surprise.