Summoner's Revenge by Azazel E

Author:Azazel E. [E., Azazel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-09T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Kierra and I are awake with the first rays of sunlight. I don’t know who’s more excited as we dress. Today, I’m going a little more formal than usual. You don’t ask a woman out wearing cheap threads.

I’m in the middle of pouring burning amber dust into the grooves of my circle when Kierra enters with a breakfast tray. She closes the door behind her firmly, engaging the rarely used lock before setting the tray on the table. “I grabbed all the freshest ingredients in the kitchen. The chefs were a bit annoyed.”

“Too bad.” My stomach gives a fierce growl and I sigh.

“Sure about that?”

“It’s all about intention. Succubi live in a harsh, barren world. They are constantly hungry for more, which is why they form so many contracts in different realms. If I’m hungry during the summoning…”

“I’m starting to believe you are a bit obsessive.”

“It’s all in the details.” I shake out the last dust in the bag. Then I take out a brush from my waistband and carefully sweep the grains into the grooves. “Could you toss me the cores?”

Kierra finds the box with the passion fruit cores and tosses one. I bury it beneath the dust, making sure to place each of the six an equal distance apart. “Right, now we arrange the petrified wood on top of the dust to reinforce the barrier…then wrap the bleeding roses around the wood…okay, great, help me cover the window.”

We take the ends of a thick, black cloth and some tape to cover up the room’s single window, plunging the room into darkness. I search the boxes for the fire-starting rod. The ruby in the center is glowing bright, already charged with my mana. I may be an inexperienced caster, but even I can start a fire with no problem. However, for this, I can’t afford to waste mana and it’ll take quite a bit to get the temperature right for the effect I want.

“This is going to get smoky. Remember what I said?”

“Unless you give me a signal, I don’t exist. And even if I do exist, I am not to speak to or acknowledge the elemental in anyway, no matter what she says to me.”

“Good.” It sounds excessive but it has to be this way. As Father always says, the key to summoning is in the details. If someone else speaks in the middle of the summoning on my behalf or their own, it could be construed as I don’t have the ability to control the room. That isn’t good. Even if it doesn’t kill my chances for a contract, the elemental will certainly remember it when it’s time to talk terms. On the other hand, if I can completely control the observers, that looks good on me.

I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Here we go.” I fish out the tiny bag of burning amber dust I have left and untie the sack. Then I move to the broken piles of furniture and

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