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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.

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1049 Chs

Celestine

This butterfly, which had peculiar crystal-like blue wings, was looking at me and I was looking at her.

There was a strange attraction about her and something... different.

I was admiring its beauty, just like I had done with all the beasts I had come across.

The beautiful pure white mother snake with ruby eyes, the rabbit with a white body and black ears I hunted, and the parrot that I saw thanks to my blessed luck were gorgeous.

But... this was different from any of that.

My heart, which had never pumped fast if not in danger, was beating faster and there was an unfamiliar warmth to it.

It was a feeling like meeting a long-lost friend.

It was a feeling you would get when meeting with family after a long time or...

Maybe a feeling when you see someone you genuinely love?

With my hand stretched forward to catch it from the long distance, I walked forward.

It was strange, but I could feel the butterfly's emotions.