Isekai Journey Of The Magic Archer

In the backyard of the hexagon tower of the adventurer’s association, a strange silence had overtaken the whole arena.

A silence so still that even a drop of a needle would echo like a shout on a mountaintop.

The people on the pavilion had their jaws dropped, eyes wide open, and face as pale as the pure white clouds in the clear blue sky.

Their eyes were locked at the arena, on the ‘young’ mage who they thought would be weak against the powerful mage lady of (tier-4).

The ‘weak’ girl should have done some desperate struggle for a rank at least higher than <F>.

Their simple thoughts were crushed, just like the barriers from the mage lady and the shattered faces of boredom were something really peculiar.

The faces they made because of the girl for being foolish were now something similar to a ‘normal’ human seeing a ghost out of nowhere.

A scary one that would scar the shit out of others from just its mere presence.

The mages knew all those spells were low tier but… the sheer number of those spells was enough to make even the other examiners speechless about what were these mere spectators.

The last few minutes were unreal…

They couldn’t even fathom just how can someone could use spells consecutively like that.

The level of the spell was irrelevant if you don’t even get the chance to cast attack magic on top of the defensive magic against that seemingly countless rainfall of spells.

This was unbelievable, and from how most mages can only go as high as triple casting in their whole life, this kind of complex casting method that even high-ranking mages would find difficult was performed by this young girl… they couldn’t believe it.

From the moment the fight started to the end when the both of them were on the ground, gasping for air and stabilizing the soul that had left their bodies for a while now.

They were taking a breather on the ground and something similar was happening with the other examiners, who hadn’t taken their eyes away from this fight.

They had forgotten to even breathe for those few minutes this fight went on and now that the fight ended with a somewhat drow, they could finally breathe.

They could breathe the fresh air of this still air, this still arena, this soundless ranking ground.

A match that can make this forever noisy place speechless… that was a greater feat than just matching the examiner.

Anyone who could do this much would easily get <D> rank or more, and that was only with the ranking practical marks.

With the written test, who knew this girl might just get <C> rank, something few had ever achieved at that ‘age’.

Her mastery of spells and control of Mana and attribute was outstanding, and it took a whole two minutes after the fight was over for the people to come to reality and start cheering for this old witch who looked like a normal, young girl.

The spectators were overjoyed and the surprise in their voices was enough to tell just how amazed they were by her performance.

This match, this marvelous performance… it was engraved deep in their minds, not that any of them would remember it after a while.

The examiners were different, they will be able to remember this one however long they wanted, and that was enough.

The three of the examiners who were standing and looking at the situation were just flabbergasted by this girl’s magic casting technique.

Though it must have put an unreal burden on her, she pushed the mage lady, a (tier-4) mage lady, to her limits, and this was a great achievement on its own.

She had done excellent work, and they were glad they got to see such amazing magic.

The three of the standing ones were at the very least.

The fourth one, the new one among the examiners, was not just surprised or flabbergasted. He was shocked beyond belief, like the spectators.

And this shock was not at the fact that how can she use that kind of casting technique with that small body but, this shock was because of the physical body that could actually handle the burden of that absurd magic and still just ‘bleed a little’.

As the examiners, they knew just how difficult it is to do something with a weaker body with low stats.

And being able to handle that extreme burden of casting technique definitely required high stats first.

And he also could tell, just like the other examiners… this girl had physical stats comparable to a basic knight.

And that… was amazing.

Just thinking about how a young-looking girl can have that high base stats as well as high magic affinity, understanding, and that precise control was unreal from a ‘normal’ point of view.

This shocked him more than he had ever expected, and that was just the girl.

When he hesitantly looked at the boy that was with this girl, who was naturally smiling warmly at her, his clear image of the kid changed dramatically.

It wasn’t just because the boy was with the girl and the thought that if the girl could perform something so unexpected like this the boy might too, but also because of how the girl was smiling warmly at him.

He knew that she herself understood she was strong and fundamentally, one wouldn’t be with someone weaker than themself in some certain aspects so, the chances of him being able to show something of simile scale was higher than before.

But then again… what could a mere archer even do?

Have higher reflexes than the superior swordsman?

Have higher destructive power against someone who had Aura?

What can a mere young boy do against an experienced man like him?

…he wasn’t even a mage for being able to use magic like this rain of spells.

This [Rank-4] swordsman knew even if the boy was something more than he had expected, he will be more than enough to defeat him.

He was a physical attack specialist and though defending against the countless spells would naturally be difficult for him; it was different against some normal arrows that couldn’t even pierce through his high physical defense skill.

But, after seeing the mage lady in that situation, this strong young man was somewhat angry… the normal, old-school, one-sided crush.

Yes.

He was somewhat angry about how can the girl could do something like that to her, nor maybe just that he couldn’t accept the fact that the girl had almost defeated an examiner.

Their match was over, and there will be a test for this boy too.

And the swordsman knew he will be the one going against him.

Now… he wanted to defeat the boy even more than before.

Not that the outcome will change from the one right now. Maybe it would be even more dramatic than this one, but not less.

The boy had to go somewhere, and he didn’t know just how long it would take for them with the branch manager.

So, the young boy was contemplating whether to just finish the fight in an instant or take a few minutes as she did.

He could do either of those things. He wasn’t restricted here like at his home.

There was nothing to worry about against a strong opponent that actually had no connection to him.

He would just be showing a part of his strength that only these examiners would remember and no one in the spectators and even the control room.

Actually, things had already started in the control room from how they didn’t give the match finishing signal even after a few minutes had passed after the match.

The executives would already have reached that place, just like how they were hiding in the corners of the pavilion, ready to do their work.

The match was amazing, and the most surprised one who knew everything that had happened in this match was even more astonished than the others.

He knew others hadn’t seen or known what had actually happened here, but he knew everything from how that magic technique worked to how absurd it actually was.

Having a body above the normal humans, one that circulates energy differently and more smoothly, having all the energy channels in the body open like the witches and wizards, having a mind that can process countless spell information simultaneously. ｎｏｖ𝚕．𝚌ｏｍ

And above all else, the experience of actual battles.

Without all these things, this kind of spellcasting was close to impossible for any young girl, even with high stats.

The technique was made for those who can actually circulate Mana in their entire body, through every part of their body, and still be fine.

Usually, humans couldn’t do this without some special innate skill or blessing but, it was natural for witches and wizards.

They had natural energy meridians throughout their body that can improve at a faster rate than normal humans with time and training.

Talent was also an essential part of the process, as well as a very high affinity with the elemental spells one uses in this casting method.

And then, after all this hassle, if you can handle the burden of becoming an engine that just processes and circulates the spells in a pre-decided manner, you can pump out that kind of spell rain.

Definitely difficult but… powerful enough to overpower a (tier-4) mage with mere (tier-1) spells.

All of them were original spells created by the girl himself, which definitely reduced the burden a bit but, it was still a lot.

And she still managed to make the examiner fall to her knees.

This was definitely an amazing battle, and the dwarf was overjoyed he was here to witness such an amazing match.

And one more thing was on his mind that constantly bit at his old dwarven scenes.

If just this girl was this amazing… just how amazing of an archer was this boy?

He couldn’t contain the smirk on his face as he looked at the boy and the boy had even given him a small smile, confirming what he was thanking would definitely be true.

And this… excited him far more than it had ever been in the eight hundred years of his life.