“Where’s your weapon?”
Back at the Terrace Family estate, two brothers were engaged in what looked like an interrogation session.
Ashbourne’s question continued. “Did you give it to that failure in hopes that he would somehow survive with a weapon?”
Osbourne remained quiet at his brother’s questioning.
“You refuse to answer me. I’ll take it that you indeed gave him the weapon.”
Seeing that Osbourne still did not answer, Ashbourne flared. “You’ve become too fond of that child. How can I even be certain that you took him to the forest just as I…”
“Yes! I took him there!l” Osbourne finally couldn’t hold back and roared back at his twin.
His facial expression changed drastically as he locked eyes with his brother and lord. “A father that claims to hate his son because of the child’s failure and yet, couldn’t bring himself to cut down the failure. That’s pathetic.”
He stopped speaking. Not because he was done but because in a split second, a blade had appeared in front of his throat.
“Osbourne! Mind your words!!” Ashbourne’s gleaming gold sword with crystal blue handle was raised in his fury.
Still, Osbourne didn’t seem to care. He looked at the blade and then Ashbourne. “Sending your own twin to escort your son to his death and then doubting that he completed the role you failed to complete. That’s even more pathetic.”
He gathered pure magic essence in one hand and…
Boom!!
In one second, he slapped the weapon away with his bare hand. The force made the weapon slammed into the ground, creating a webbed crack that covered almost the entire room.
Fortunately, this was the ground floor of the building or they both would’ve fallen through.
“Do not ever,” Osbourne walked closer to his brother with a cold frown, “raise your weapon against me or any family member except you’re ready to kill or be killed. That goes against family morals.”
The last sentence seemed to bring back Ashbourne’s senses from wherever it had initially vanished to. It was indeed utterly disrespectful to raise your weapon against another member of the family when it wasn’t a duel or a death sentence.
“I am indeed sorry brother. I let my anger get to me for a moment.” Ashbourne apologized as he drew back his weapon, putting it back into his sheath.
Osbourne nodded and tossed something at his brother. “Each of our weapon has a tracking spell attached so we can always find.”
Ashbourne quickly caught it and discovered it was a disc. A disc with map like drawings that constantly changed. However, when he imbued magic essence into it, the drawings stilled. It then expanded until a white light shone on a very tiny portion of the disc.
“I left that weapon with him as a parting gift.” Osbourne explained to his brother. “It has been stationary ever since I left the forest which must mean that Damien is dead.”
“However, since he was sent to exile, retrieving his corpse would be impossible. You and the beasts there made sure of that.”
As Osbourne spoke, he retrieved the disc from Ashbourne. “I hope you’ll excuse me now. I have a funeral to attend.”
Without waiting for a response from the stunned Ashbourne, Osbourne exited the room, slamming the door behind him.
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Back in the Forest of Twin Disasters, Damien remained unconscious even as the light of awakening faded from his body.
However…
Ding!
Even in his unconscious, Damien could weakly learn the voice that peered into his unconsciousness.
[The God of Summons is furious and has blessed you with a system!]
[Host Accepted! Fusion with Host will now commence!]
[Fusion completed!]
[You have fused with the Mythics Summoning System—A system that only allows you to summon mythical beasts!]
The entire forest area returned to calm as the light completely died down but this peace only lasted a few seconds. The roars returned and the loud footsteps only continued to grow louder. This time, it want just Scaled Dogs. Creatures far more dangerous had been drawn to the light.
Ding!
[Host is in imminent danger.]
[Host is unconscious and cannot defend himself.]
[Attempting to summon in place of the host.]
[Summoning random Mythical Beast…]
The series of sentences that kept echoing in his head was enough to wake anyone but Damien still didn’t wake up.
[Summon failed! insufficient Magic Essence!]
[Attempting to summon again!]
[Summoning random Mythical Beast…]
[Summon failed! Insufficient Magic Essence!]
As the system attempted to summon in place of its unconscious host, the wild howls and cries grew louder. They were closer!
There was silence for a moment and then the sound returned just as Damien’s eyes twitched. The approaching sound had woken him up.
‘What the hell is happening?’ Damien though as he opened his eyes.
[Converting Host’s Life Force to Magic Essence for Summoning…]
“Huh?”
Damien was confused. Had he misheard just now?
He wished so. However, the royal blue panel in front of his eyes told him otherwise. Written on it was the exact same voice he’d heard.
He rose from the ground as he felt the vibrations getting worse. The last thing he remembered was getting enveloped by a familiar white light and then going unconscious.
It didn’t take long for Damien to spot the first Scaled Dogs running madly towards him, its mouth drooling more than ever.
“Shit!” He screamed and turned to continue his race from where he’d stopped but his body felt limp.
[Conversion successful! 93% of Host’s Life Force turned to Magic Essence.]
“That’s definitely bad.” Damien murmured and the next second, his body froze up and he fell to the ground like a log of wood.
“Not again!” He cried out but even his voice didn’t respond.
[Oops!]
He heard the voice in his head.
“It’s you, right? What did you do to me?” Damien asked the panel only he could see. He could see the Scaled Dogs and in less than fifteen seconds he would make a decent meal for them.
[Attempting to summon again.]
[Summoning random Mythical Beast…]
[Congratulations on your first summon! You have Summoned a Nine Tailed Fox!]
Damien saw a royal blue portal open and then he watched a white dog-like beast with nine tails jump out of it.
The aura it emitted told him it wasn’t ordinary. However, this was his last stop. He fainted before he got to see the action about to ensue.
[Rest well.] Were the last words he heard from the system.
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