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Isekai Journey Of The Magic Archer

Disclaimer: This novel is a cliché Suggestion: If you like (Slice Of Life) with wonderful parents and survival, this is for you. *** Like every (Isekai) protagonist, I got reincarnated after getting hit by a hyper-speed truck. That was an empty and dark life anyway, so I was already looking forward to a decent, unknown afterlife. But... the world had a unique thing in mind. In this new world, I had parents, amazing ones at that. My father was a talented mage, and my lovely mother was a sharp and cunning merchant. Ignoring all of my weirdness, they loved me unconditionally. This was the life that anyone would love. Eating and cooking delicious food, practicing archery and magic, and playing with my parents. Everything was wonderful until... those demons separated us and it left me in a ferocious forbidden forest, just to be eaten alive by beasts. But dying wasn't even a question. I will go back… to them. * The novel cover is not mine. https://discord.gg/ExYHhhv4mn Still lacking but, join if you want~! The update will be mostly 1Ch/day. I will do my best to make the reading time worth it.

H2Oz_Anxious · Fantasie
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1107 Chs

A personal call

The connection connected after she entered many codes and locations, numbers, and things like that.

Though I understood what they were, I had no idea why do all these procedures.

Was there any need to set so many defensive spells while talking on a long-distance communication that 'might' get tapped and heard?

Then, more than anything, they should just improve the security of the channels and connections and reinforce the entire network with different barriers.

Or... was the real human world more behind in technology than I was familiar with?

Well, they could be, so let's think about that later.

The connection was established, and an image cleared up inside the crystal ball.

< "This is the first time I'm getting a personal call from a special lady like this. What do I owe this pleasure to receive this call, young Reinelle? Did- hmmm?" >

It was him.

This was the voice that I hear in every few words of those letters.