Isekai Journey Of The Magic Archer

Putting his right hand on the handle of this sword, \'preparing to block the attacks\', he looked at me with pitiful eyes.

I could tell something concerning an archer or similar had happened in his life before and that was the reason for his weird behavior against me.

I was an archer and all but, as an examiner, he can\'t, he must not look down on his opponents.

There was some reason but, that wasn\'t my problem.

He was giving me the first chance to attack, and what more can I ask for?

This was getting easier and easier and now, I also had a pitiful expression in my eyes as the first red light went off.

His pitiful look was one thing but, when I looked with the same look as him, he got confused and fell into the thought of why would I have this kind of look.

An archer, a young boy, no less.

Was there any chance that I could defeat him? A high-ranking knight?

Well... wow.

This world and the common people of this world.

How strange can they be?

The second red light went off and my fingers finished the positioning to grab five arrows.

Five arrows at once... I was pretty good with bow and arrows to do something like now.

I can do six, and it was easier than five but, five would carry more power than six.

And though five was the most difficult in the holding, it was the strongest after a single arrow shooting.

Six was almost the same as three, but my hands still hurt when holding six at once.

So, instead of six, using five was better.

I would be fine with a normal potion and that should be enough to handle the small wounds after this one.

My hands were ready to attack and the third light went off so…

This was the time.

The atmosphere was dead calm, with no excitement, no cheers, not even any voice... nothing unnecessary like that.

They were just waiting for this thing to finish up and for the next match to start.

Even the wind was calm... the true calm before the storm-type situation.

\'Well... the day is clear. Good for a date, no?\'

The moment was here. I was ready and the green lights were almost before us.

My eyes sharpened, my heart calmed, the muscles in my body aligned for an arrow attack and I knew even after feeling something weird... my opponent was doing nothing.

Poor swordsman...

\'Short range multifire: Drizzle.\'

This one was different from the time I used something similar against Carla.

It was far slower, and the arrows that I shot could be perceived by the truly strong ones in this place.

They could see the arrows, but more than them... this poor swordsman could see these arrows better, more clear and almost in slow motion.

My hand moved back, grabbed five arrows in a special pre-determined order, three between my fingers, two perfectly arranged with my thumb and palm, and my eyes marked the spots the arrows would hit him.

This was super quick, and I knew most of the people didn\'t even see me move.

The arrows left my bow at once.

Traveled in the air at a speed that was close to breaking the sound barrier, but didn\'t break it.

A purely physical attack.

And just like some evening rain drizzle, the many arrows that left my bow in the pair of five were slowly moving toward the non-vital points of the swordsman.

There wasn\'t some big (booom!) sound or anything, just the low (sweeeeeesh) of many arrows cutting the air, and just as I said, the examiner couldn\'t do anything about the arrows coming at him.

He just stood there, watching as the colorful wooden arrows came before him and collided with his body at once… slowly.

A few seconds passed in a blink of an eye and although the examiners, the strong ones, saw the moving arrows, the spectators who were just bored and were yawning couldn\'t even see if I had already moved my hands and was firing the arrows.

For them, I was standing still, the swordsman was standing still, and the others on the ground were just watching us with surprise in their eyes.

The others could see the things, but even for them, every second was passing like the second it should.

But... the frozen swordsman was a different case altogether.

He was seeing the slowly moving arrows that had almost pierced his body and the new force of these countless hits was even pushing him backward.

He was arrogant and wasn\'t even in the proper stance to defend against this high-speed attack.

He was strong enough that he can see the slowly moving arrows and his eyes were also sharp… just that he made the mistake of underestimating his opponent.

It hadn\'t even been a minute, not even half of a minute since the lights turned green and I knew in other\'s eyes, I was still just standing in the same place while the arrows in my quiver decreased as if vanishing.

But few noticed this thing and got confused instead of being shocked.

...the shock was on the way. Just a few moments away from these poor spectators.

Anyway, after shooting that many arrows, my fingers had deep cuts and were bleeding, nothing much though.

This didn\'t even sting or was painful at all.

So, I was done with this, and some arrows were still flying at him, but he was definitely stuck by multiple arrows at safe places.

His body was almost flying and as soon as I release my long-held breath... he will be shot back and will crash into the wall on the other side.

​ His eyes were wide open as he looked at me on the other side, holding my bow in that still state, my blue eyes glowing, and this... it was almost like the scene from those old cinemas.

\'Lol... you genuinely look pitiful, dude.\'

I wanted to laugh right now, and I will after a while of taking a deep breath but, this was definitely fun.

I was done here, and now, the only thing left was the (booom!) that had been suspended in the air and was moving slowly.

But, the last of the arrow that was slowly moving at him struck his chest, though not deep, and his body shot back with the time starting to move again...

-Boooooooom!