CHAPTER 456: SUMMONING A STEED (2/2)

“But your big sis is a girl. It’s only natural that she would like pretty things.”

‘Girl? A girl that is tens of thousands of years old?’

“You want your big sis to smack you?” She teased. “Your big sis has a way to summon your mount for you. With a specialised mount by your side, riding into battle should be a lot safer.”

‘A mount? That’s true. Right now, I can’t really move about as I would like. A mount would make things more convenient as well. But when you say my mount, you don’t mean…’

“That’s right. Mo Ning.”

‘Mo Ning!? That same Mo Ning who swings a certain way and calls me dearest?’

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‘No! I refuse! All I wanted was just a mount and somehow I got myself a fiancee?! Absolutely, not. Never.’

“But have you ever considered that when you step into the Western Human Realms, having a Purgatory Warhorse would mean that no one can ever catch up to you?”

‘Still, no! It’s precisely because of a Purgatory Warhorse that I’m in this weird situation! And do you think those Demon Hunters are blind? Purgatory Warhorses are a bonafide creature of Hell, there’s no way they would side with a human! I might as well wear a sign that says I’m a Devil.’

“Not at all, little brother. All you have to do is claim that you are a Summoner. It’s not like there aren’t humans who have a Purgatory Warhorse steed. Also, you have to transform once you step into the Western Human Realms. When that happens, your combat powers will be limited. Having her by your side would save you a lot of trouble.”

‘But… but… dearest…’

Seeing that I was still against the idea, Ferti’nier finally decided to pull out her trump card. “So to you, which is more important? Finding Nicole? Or not getting harassed by Mo Ning?”

‘Hmm… that’s not really a choice, is it? Of course, it’s Nicole! For her sake, I’m willing to climb the highest mountain.’

‘Fine. Tell me how to summon her.’

Two hours later, with the assistance of Jezsere, a summoning circle was drawn with the blood of a fire magical beast. The materials required for the summoning were all prepared by Paliseth, of which there were at least one thousand Soulstones…

Soulstones could be said to be a must-have tool for Occultists and Necromancers. They were magical tools used to seal a soul, something which was always required in large amounts whenever a summoning was required by an Occultist. Necromancers required souls in their spells as well. Clearly, such stones were something every Occultist or Necromancer had to have… except for Jezsere.

Because of her timid personality, all the Soulstones in her possession were all empty. Thankfully, the Shadowhunter Clan, while not a Devil-summoning clan, still had some in reserve for the smattering of Occultists and Necromancers within their ranks.

In truth, these Soulstones could have been used to feed me as well, but… what’s the point of saying that now?! Mo Ning’s summoning has already begun!

Ahhhh… why am I so stupid?! I could have just told Paliseth about my condition! I’m sure she can scrounge up some Soulstones from her clan members for me.

Unfortunately, it was all too late. By the time I came to this realization, Paliseth had already gathered all the materials before me.

As the saying went, there was no taking back an arrow that was fired. And even if I was restored to my former condition, Ferti’nier’s suggestion still had its merits. With her by my side, escaping would not be a problem at all.

With that in mind, I began summoning as per her instructions.

Because of our engagement pact, we were able to sense each other, even through dimensional barriers.

“The fires of the Apocalypse descend upon the wastelands… the skies foretell of the day the stars weep… O ancient pact… curse of the Apocalypse… master of the sleeping world…”

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As I read those lines filled with only the hammiest of hams, I could feel my very skin tingle, like something had possessed me. Thankfully, the whole incantation wasn’t too long so the awkwardness was really just an instant.

Being one with me, Ferti’nier naturally knew of my feelings as well. A fact which she made abundantly clear when she snickered. “Actually, all those lines weren’t necessary at all. Your big sis just thought that they added to the atmosphere so she decided to incorporate them.”

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