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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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898 Chs

Divine Artifact?!

"What...?" I couldn't believe my ears.

"I said, let's talk with your beloved parents."

Her voice was sincere, and she meant what she just said.

And she had a smile that was the same as it always was, reliable.

I didn't know what to say, but... a blank nod escaped from me.

She just smiled and extended her hand.

Still blank, with a chaotic mind and fast-beating heart, I accepted her hand.

'Talk to my parents?'

'Did she mean I can really talk to them?'

'Can I really see them? See my family I hadn't seen for the last three years?'

'How is that possible?!'

'Was there something like the communication device in this place that had the power to connect to some place where there wasn't a receiver?'

'How was something like that possible?'

'But if it was her…'

'If it was his master and grandma that had a gate of ancient times, it might be possible.'

'Maybe... I can, I... can see them?'

A single tear slid down my left eye, and I gripped her hand.