Camping

The capital city of Gwyneth was the largest city on the entire continent.

Founded in ancient times, the city survived and expanded from a town to a kingdom and is now the strongest empire on this continent.

Empire held a large amount of possible land on the continent.

Accept the two forbidden zones by its side, the empire held a large amount of land and the neighboring countries couldn't say anything.

The friendly ties with other nations and heated relations with some other countries were the talk of every history book.

But, in most parts, they weren't much big of a threat.

After the Roxana empire, demons held most of the land.

These places are called [Hell planes] and divided into different groups.

Aside from them, there isn't any major threat to humans.

The distance between the capital and the main city we were headed to was... a lot.

But, thanks to magic and teleportation gates installed in every main city, that distance could be shortened to seconds.

Now, we just had to cross this mountain to reach the main city.

This journey might also have taken much longer but thanks to red horses, we might reach our destination by tomorrow night.

I was very excited right now.

It was almost night and we were going to set up a camp!

This would be my first time camping outside.

I had never actually camped outside, not on mountains like this.

Mom and dad were naturally experienced in this type of thing.

As I looked outside from the large carriage window, I could see trees moving backward.

Our current speed was almost as good as a normal train, maybe just a slight slow than a bullet train of old times.

The path was straight for now but uncle said it would get narrow and rocky by tomorrow.

So, resting right now was the best thing.

I looked in front of me and smiled.

Mom was sleeping soundly without any concern on dad's shoulder.

Dad was just looking at her warmly.

She said she would be busy with her work once we reach home for some time.

She was angry, worried, relieved, and happy at the same time.

I just felt her emotions, not knowing the reason behind them.

Dad knew the reason behind all of them so he was more careful right now.

It wasn't anything I had to concern myself with... according to them.

So I, as always, didn't ask much about it.

The carriage slowed down a bit and after a moment, it stopped completely.

I looked outside and there was an open area, a good one to spend the night.

I opened the door and ran outside, leaving mom and dad alone.

Uncle was climbing down from the driver's seat as our eyes met.

Giving me a warm smile, he climbed down slowly.

Setting the horses free, he walked before me.

"So young master, is this place good?" he asked, still smiling.

I don't know what I had done but he was... proud of me?

What did I do to make someone like him so impressed?

He was a [Beast Tamer].

Those who held a natural affinity towards nature itself, could tame wild beasts and train them for different works.

People like him used [Nature] as its energy source to interact with energy beasts.

With enough potential, they could even talk with them.

The power of nature was immense so, the extent one could handle that power was fixed by birth.

'Where mages could train and increase the level of core,

Origin users could study the Origin to gain more understanding to increase its mastery,

those with natural powers like the uncle who used nature as a medium in (Taming) and mom who influenced those within the nature with (Authority) had many limitations. '

And... this wasn't the time to think about that stuff.

"Yes, this place looks good," I answered his question while looking around.

He nodded and just then, mom and dad also came out.

Mom was looking good. She was happy, unlike some time ago.

And the reason could be seen on dad's red face.

'Everyone should get their own great ideas of why I ran out first.'

Walking closer, mom handed uncle a red, translucent crystal ball.

He nodded and walked into the center of the open area.

Checking the area, he nodded his head and buried the crystal ball, and came back.

Mom looked at Dad and he flinched in surprise.

Opening his hand in front of him, a pure white wand appeared in his hand.

Closing his eyes, he focused Mana on the tip of the wand.

This Mana was more refined and precise than when he used magic without it.

'Indeed, wands were very important in a mage's life,' I thought as I looked at it with delight.

With great materials and the best craftsman, you could make the best possible wand for yourself.

But, that was for mages.

And... I wasn't a mage.

I was a magic archer, so I had to have a magic bow.

They were just like a mage's magic wand but the only difference between them was... a large range to choose from.

Yes, I could gather materials and find the best craftsman but there was an option of other premade bows.

Dad made his pure white magic wand with a branch of (Mana tree).

They weren't actually a tree that grew in someplace.

They remained, left after a strong (magical disaster).

Known as nature's wrath, there were many such things that happened all over the world.

The reason for them was mostly unknown.

As I looked back to where the crystal ball was, my eyes widened.

A dark red barrier started expanding out of it.

It covered almost half of the entire area and then stopped just before my nose.

"Let's go~!"

Mom excitedly shouted and ran inside the barrier.

It was a much stronger and more powerful barrier than what dad would make during fireworks.

This might be one of those (Precoded spells) which took almost zero mental power when casting magic.

Though the amount of Mana required is a bit great, it can be neglected.

Safety came first in anything.

We were in a jungle which was before a rocky mountain.

Mom won't take any risks in these types of situations.

We entered the barrier and set out a large camp with the things dad brought for the camping.

They filled one of the six storage devices we had. And, that was actually too much.

Dad was overprepared for something like this.

It seemed like he was planning to set up a temporary house but... mom scolded him.

They came to some sort of agreement and with a new pink blush, dad finished the preparations.

"I will cook~!" I shouted excitedly when it was almost dinner time.

Uncle had a surprised look but when he saw that neither mom nor dad easily disagreed with that, he shook his head.

I saw him sigh a smile when I started my preparations.

I was going to make the same chicken stew dad made last time... a bit differently.

His version was hot and spicy and I was going to make a hot and sweet version.

I was better at sweet and salty flavors while dad was best with salty and spicy flavors.

Sweet was my strength while cooking.

I took out some eggs, already prepared meat, cream, vegetables, and some other ingredients like flour and spices.

With a very delicate and perfect temperature, I cooked it for a while and when it was almost about time to take a look, I opened the lid on the metal pot.

A warm, sweet aroma spread out around the whole barrier.

I bet if the sweet, mouth-watering smell were to leak out of this, the nearby beasts would come running.

This was the first time I had made this one.

I always wanted to try it but never got the chance.

Today was the perfect opportunity to make this one.

Mom and dad were now numb to my surprise but uncle was shocked and stiff.

He couldn't believe his nose.

I tasted the thicker stew than what dad would make with a delighted expression.

It was... perfect.

They were going to love this one~!

I served it with dad's help and we all set down.

Looking with anticipation, uncle took his first spoon and... melted.

It was obviously delicious.

"Young master's unique cooking was talk of the house~. Now that I'm actually tasting it... it's really amazing~!"

The things I make are new to this world but, the uniqueness it holds is something... great.

Mom and dad had the same expression they had when eating something I made for the first time.

Ever since I started cooking, they are the first ones to taste anything I make.

Sometimes it turns out perfect, sometimes it's a disaster.

But, they even tasted those disastrous dishes that I hesitated to taste myself.

They were just... amazing.

It was my duty to teach mom and dad how I made everything so that they could do their own things with that.

Dad would try to cook it while mom would try to find its market value if it's sold.

And yes...

Mom's cooking was... disaster.

Let's not talk about that today.

We had some small work here to wrap up after cooking and before going back for sleep we had to do cleanup.

'Tomorrow is a good and long day so taking a good rest is important...,' I thought.

I would fall asleep as soon as I fall on that new soft cushion.