As they strolled along the bustling streets, their attention was quickly seized by the continuous stream of adventurers entering and exiting the armor shop.
Taking the lead, Archer deftly maneuvered through the crowd until they stumbled upon an amusing spectacle unfolding outside the very shop they intended to visit.
In the midst of an intense confrontation, a young girl with light blue hair and striking red eyes was single-handedly overpowering a trio of adventurers.
Despite her obvious anger, Archer couldn't help but find her utterly adorable.
"I challenge anyone to call me a little girl again! I'm 25!" she exclaimed, her voice laced with anger.
With astonishing speed, she unleashed a devastating kick, launching one of the adventurers across the street, leaving the other two to face her wrath.
In an attempt to seize her, one of the adventurers reached out, but she effortlessly evaded his grasp and delivered a powerful punch to his jaw.
The man crumpled to the ground, unconscious. The onlookers stood in stunned silence, astonished by her display of strength.
Curiosity piqued, Archer couldn't resist closely observing the extraordinary girl. Her short blue hair and elven-like ears caught his attention, her appearance exuding an undeniable uniqueness.
There was an enchanting quality about her that reminded him of both a hobbit and an elf, leaving him captivated.
Her bright red eyes gleamed as she scanned the crowd, searching for new challenges. A thought suddenly struck him: 'She's a Legal Loli!'
Recalling her impressive fighting abilities and her claim of being older than the three adventurers who appeared older than him interested him.
That's when Archer sensed her gaze on him, sending a shiver down his spine. He noticed her staring up at him as she marched towards him, stopping in front of him.
Teuila and Ella, realizing what was about to happen, looked at each other and started to giggle, they decided to watch the scene unfold.
Seething with anger, the fiery girl confronted him. "Hey, you! What the hell were you staring at, pretty boy? Never seen a half-dwarf before, huh?"
Archer looked down at the spirited girl, unable to contain his smile. "No, I haven't had the pleasure of encountering a half-dwarf before, but I'm certain I won't forget a firecracker like you."
Attempting to continue on his way, but she blocked his way, demanding an explanation. "You're not going anywhere, pretty boy, until you tell me why you were staring at me with those glowing eyes."
Archer glanced down at the angry girl, He heard the two girls behind him giggling, but when he looked back at them, they had shifted their attention to a nearby shop, feigning ignorance of the situation.
Left to deal with the firecracker in front of him, he met her intense, glowing gaze, sensing her readiness to attack him at any moment.
The crowd began dispersing, so he told her, unable to contain his curiosity. "I couldn't help but be curious when I saw your beauty and witnessed your impressive fighting skills."
The furious girl was taken aback by his response, her mind echoing, 'He called me beautiful when everyone else sees me as a child.'
Before she could respond, Teuila interjected with a playful voice, "See, El? I told you our fiancé is a pervert. Now we're stuck with him."
He anticipated Ella to defend him, but to his astonishment, he took critical damage when he heard her words. "Yes, I agree. He's turned into a pervert. He used to be such a well-behaved boy."
The girls nodded as if they had reached a significant revelation that would change the world. He stood there, astonished, as he witnessed this unexpected turn of events.
However, he chose to ignore their comments, only to have his ear playfully bitten by Sera, the mischievous dragon who had been observing the entire scene from her perch on his shoulder.
The loli shook her head and spoke in a calmer tone, "Well, why were your eyes glowing? I've never seen anything like that before?"
Archer scratched his head before answering, "Well, to be honest, I don't know. It just happens, and you're the first person to point it out. By the way, my name is Archer. What's yours?"
Looking up at his beaming face, the girl stubbornly uttered, "Orla."
Archer's grin widened upon hearing her response. "What a beautiful name! It was a true pleasure to meet you, but we must continue on our journey. I sincerely hope that our paths will cross again, Orla the firecracker."
Orla stood there, mesmerized, unable to tear her gaze away from the handsome boy until he disappeared into the shop.
After a brief moment, she gathered herself and headed towards the guild.
Meanwhile, Archer stepped into the shop, greeted by the resonating sound of clinking metal and the distinct scent of fine leather.
Approaching the shopkeeper, he expressed his purpose to purchase armor for the girls.
"I require sturdy and reliable armor for my girls." He explained. "Armor that not only matches their unique styles but also provides exceptional protection."
The shopkeeper, a seasoned craftsman, nodded understandingly. "I have just the thing for you. Follow me, sir."
Together, they explored the shop, examining various sets of armor. Archer carefully considered each piece, envisioning how they would look on the girls.
He wanted armor that not only provided protection but also reflected their personalities. After searching for a while, he found two sets of armor that were perfect for them.
He paid the shopkeeper while storing the armor in his Item Box, eager to surprise Teuila and Ella with their new gear.
Approaching Teuila and Ella, he could see the anticipation building in their eyes. With a mischievous smile, he said, "I have something special for both of you."
In a swift motion, he opened a portal, transporting them to the domain within the armor shop.
Confusion filled the onlookers as the trio vanished from sight. Inside the cottage, Archer faced the eagerly awaiting girls, their faces brimming with excitement.
He took out the armor from his Item Box and handed each of them a carefully wrapped bundle retrieved from the Item Box, presenting them with their gifts.
Teuila's armor radiated sleekness and durability, perfectly suited for her agile fighting style.
Ella's armor, on the other hand, showcased intricate details that facilitated her bowmanship while providing adequate protection.
A surge of joy washed over their faces as they saw their new armor, a symbol of Archer's thoughtfulness.
Ella and Teuila looked at Archer with gratitude in their eyes. They both expressed their heartfelt thanks for the armor.
"Arch, this armor is amazing! It fits perfectly and will definitely help improve my archery skills," Ella exclaimed, a mix of excitement and appreciation in her voice.
Teuila joined in with a joyful tone, expressing her gratitude. "Thank you a lot! It's gorgeous and incredibly strong. It will enhance my agility and combat abilities!"
Archer smiled warmly at the girls. "You're both welcome. I'm glad you like them. Now, let's continue our journey.''
Archer had intended to cast Gate and return to Aquaria City, but their plans were abruptly derailed by an unexpected commotion and a wave of shouting that filled the air.
Startled, the trio exchanged glances and hastily made their way outside to investigate the source of the disturbance.
Outside, a group of Dragon-kin had cornered a human, pinning him down. Archer sensed trouble and grew uneasy as he approached the scene.
As they neared, some of the Dragon-kin backed away, revealing the captive man. Without hesitation, Archer delivered a swift kick to the man's face, demanding answers.
"How did you end up here? And who gave you the token?" His voice dripped with anger as he interrogated the man.
The man ignored him and continued to struggle, prompting Archer to signal the Dragon-kin holding him to lift him up, getting an idea.
Teuila and Ella stood nearby, witnessing the scene as his claws materialized, an ominous aura surrounding him as he approached the trapped man.
Archer's eyes filled with fear as he confronted the man, his claws poised dangerously close to his head. In a swift motion, he slashed the man's face, eliciting a piercing scream.
Onlookers were unable to tear their gaze away as Archer relentlessly attacked, showing no mercy as he cut into the man's flesh.
The man's agonized cries reverberated through the area, his body covered in numerous bleeding wounds.
Through the pain, the man managed to utter a name: "Viscount... Jareth... Leroux."
Archer recognized the name as the father of the noble whose eyes he had taken. He locked his gaze on the man, pressing for more information.
"What happened?" He inquired.
Coughing, the man replied, "He... He captured the guild manager. She's being held captive in his mansion outside Vassia City."
Without hesitation, Archer swiftly slashed the man's neck, causing his lifeless body to fall to the ground.
Taking a moment to survey the lifeless corpse, Archer commanded the nearby Dragon-kin to clean up the scene. "Please take care of this," He ordered curtly.
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