Isekai Journey Of The Magic Archer

The door was obliterated by some kind of sharp winds and the figure that had just walked out of this gate was something that shocked all the conscious people.

The smoke cleared up and a young man with glossy, shoulder-long hair reflected in everyone's eyes.

He had a face that was incomparable to any young man present or they had seen.

His simple face, glowing red eyes, and that muscular body... earned audible gasps.

Everyone knew who this person was, but no one had seen his face in person.

Though they had heard rumors of his devilish appearance, no one talked about it for some unknown reason.

This man was feared as (Red-eyed hunter) as well as someone that earned the title of viscount on his own.

This was the person that had invented that marvelous thing called (Soul-graph).

Someone famous for being a ruthless hunter, a genius mage, and a proud father of a hero son.

A husband that supported his wife while continuing the hopeless search for his dear son.

His special discoveries had prospered the empire more than many presents in this place.

He was also a father and the first cook for the things that were sold in the place that was famous in half of the continent.

The first chef and father of a young one, that has turned two this year.

They looked at this man's unparalleled looks and the pink kitchen apron he wore that didn't suit the chaotic air around him.

His eyes contained fear, and this was the signal for them.

"I would be happy if you keep everything to yourself, gentlemen."

The demoness said... more like ordered with higher pressure and then started walking towards her devastated husband.

There was a shock in everyone's eyes and the heartbeats ringing in the silent area were audible.

This was fear and helplessness against power.

And there was nothing anyone could do for their wasted time on this day.

Except one.

She turned around hurriedly and looked at the butler quietly standing behind her.

"Start the procedure that the countess wants. Ask viscount Glory if anything unexpected comes up. I want nothing in my way."

This was her order, and the butler just nodded and bowed.

She looked at the countess, who had tears lingering on the ends of her eyes.

Giving her a warm smile that could melt glaciers, she said, "I look forward to working with you, Samantha."

The tears on the ends of her eyes slid down her clear, fluffy cheeks, and a warm smile appeared on her face.

"It would be my honor, my lady. Please take care." She said and bowed deeply while following noble antiquities.

She was nobler than most ladies of noble households, and she was perfect for being a business partner.

Nodding with a pleased expression, she continued walking with her husband.

They hurriedly walked out of the doorless room and as they reached the stairs, she forgot her dignified manner and started running upstairs.

There were tears in her alluring eyes that were filled with fear, shock, and faith.

She understood that her husband would only do this thing in one scenario.

"No. Eon. Please, please. Please... don't."

She said as she ran while clenching his hand with her full might.

***

In a large room with no extravagant things, people were gathered around a complicated-looking thing.

Half of the room was covered with a web-like magic pattern and all of them were gathering around at this center.

There were peculiar crystals at the edges of these spider-web-like things and… in the center, many metallic machines were set up.

This room was too big and covered half of the mention's floor and in that big place, the center that was a six-meter radius circle, many metallic things were connected with some small magic circles.

These small magic circles had a white light and, if looked closely, there were small channels connecting all these circles.

The metallic things were just normal-looking boxes of different colors on the outside.

But the inside of these things was a mess of different cables, crystals, and shiny objects.

This was set around a giant prism as a center, and this prism was also a unique object.

Only magicians could sense it but, the magic circuits and formation this thing was made of, were so complicated that replicating the same things was close to impossible in a short time.

Those things that would require precise Mana output and exceptional Mana control were something that would be difficult to reproduce, even for a seasoned veteran 'creator'.

The transparent, glass-like thing had something written inside it.

Aside from that, the metallic boxes had a floating screen that was showing many data and graphs.

Aside from the thing written in the prism and some normal graphs, everything was too complicated for most people to understand.

The people gathered in the room were focused on only two things right now.

Their eyes were unblinking and the sorrow and anguish in their eyes were so clear that just a look would be enough to tell their sorrow.

The air in the room was tensed, and the heaviness was just growing as the time passed.

Some numbers on the prism were going down constantly and with each decrease, the hearts of the people present were sinking.

The people present in this room were wearing their nightgowns as if the first thing they did was gather around this giant machine.

The older couples clenched each other's hands in great fear.

Two families of three with mom, dad, and their children hugging them with tears in their eyes.

The couple was gorgeous, just like the older couples.

The young girl with red hair was holding her dad's hand like her mother while still keeping her eyes on the prism.

The opposite was happening on the other side.

A boy with green hair and peculiar eyes was holding his mom with his dad from breaking into tears.

This room was always occupied by someone but, right now, all of them were gathered here and... two more were coming.

-Thum! Thum! Thum!

The parents of the one they monitored in this giant room were running towards this room.

Their footsteps were echoing and everything was so calm that even the footsteps that were on the floor below were as clear as the next room.

The fear and anxiety were evident in those footsteps.

All eyes were only focused on one thing...

The decreasing numbers on the crystal prism...

-Dhummmmmm!

"How's it?! What-" The male voice that echoed in the slammed open room suddenly stopped when his eyes fall on all the data on these screens.

The graph was slowing down and the line that was constantly going up or down was slowing and becoming straight.

The numbers in prism were... being painted in red.

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[Current soul state: Severe.]

536/1000

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*

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[Current soul status: Critical.]

305/1000

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The alluring lady with blond hair beside the man fell to the ground with her hands covering her mouth, her eyes wide open.

Tears were falling uncontrollably from her gorgeous eyes.

She fell to the ground and the red numbers became crimson red...

The room fall silent and only voices of silent cry echoed.

Eyes were filled with tears, throats filled with sorrow, hearts fallen from the grace, and only one voice, different from all, now dominated this grave room.

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[Warning!]

[Warning!]

[Soul state: Extreme critical!]

96/1000 -> 90/1000 -> 84/1000...

[Host has lost significant vitality!]

[Soul has fallen into an extremely critical state.]

[Meaning: the host is wounded beyond help!]

[The mental body integration might begin any moment!]

[Warning!]

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All graphs were turning red and aside from a few that showed the 'will' calculated from the data, remained green.

It was still stable, meaning he hadn't given up just yet.

​ There was a strange curve that signified the use of some powerful skill but it was now normal but… the normal was still not enough.

The unbending will wasn't faltering one bit but, the calculated physical state was as good as a corpse.

No vitals continued to calculate and even the hypothetical Mana value was fallen beyond possible.

They knew when soul stat fell below a hundred… it would mean the soul disintegration would begin.

...

Though this was just early morning, this room had become the dark mourning graveyard.

Screams filled this room, and tears flooded the floor.

The agony in the voices was insurmountable.

The suffering of hearts was endless.

All was gone.

Their Eon... was now actually… gone.

Or at least he was until the numbers fall to 69/1000.

Then...

Some graphs started working again as if the dead were resurrected.

And all these graphs were increasing at a speed that seemed unreal by any mortal means.

This was sudden but… this didn't escape from the sharp eyes of desperation.

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[Abnormal vitality detected.]

[Revitalizing in process.]

[Physical and mental body condition reevaluation.]

[Conditions reevaluation.]

[Soul state: Hurt.]

669/1000

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"A miracle..."

An aged male voice echoed in the room, and everyone turned their eyes to the new data.

A sudden surge of calmness filled their heart with a light of new hope.

This light was more bright than what they had wanted and... that was for the best.

Something unreal has just happened and all of them have witnessed it.

This was no normal thing but, all aside, there was just one thought filling their crying hearts.

The sun... has yet to fall.