My Summons Are Mythical Beasts

During the past week he has been killing beasts and acquiring experience points inside the regulated dungeon; Lucas would only receive a meager single digit of experience points due to his grimoire being a low grade.

Getting over 90 experience points for a single kill was unreal for him.

Although it was high, Lucas still felt some regret. If he has a grimoire of a higher grade, wouldn't that mean that he would receive more? Even if his grimoire just happened to be an Iron Grade, he reckoned that the amount of experience points he would receive would be closer to five hundred.

'Five hundred experience points for each kill...'

Unless Spot went over the top and managed to kill an opponent that was at least an entire major star higher, Lucas could only dream of receiving such an amount.

However, Lucas also knew that it was easier said than done. Although Spot had grown stronger once more, his strength was just more or less the same as the Sylvan Snake, which was at Bronze Grade-Bronze Star 1. Spot might be able to face higher-ranking opponents, but the danger would be considerably higher. Any higher than that, then there was a high chance that Spot would perish for real.

The higher the rank of the opponent, the greater the danger that they bring as well.

However…

'As long as I can contract a powerful second beast, then it won't be impossible.'

Lucas looked forward to that day.

For now, though, he must settle the current situation first.

At this moment, Spot barked in displeasure as he looked at Lucas, still not eating the food he gave him.

"Alright, alright. I'll eat."

In the end, Lucas decided to give it a try. He was famished and had no other choice anyway. He would not be able to continue his journey with an empty stomach, could he?

The other reason was because Spot had looked at him in a strange way. It was the same look he gave him every time he was about to use his Gentle Gaze skill.

Lucas might have liked the affection during normal times, but in Spot's current form, the last thing he wanted from him was that hypnotic gaze being directed at him.

And he could not disappoint his only summon, could he?

Closing the grimoire and storing it back, Lucas looked at the piece of bloody meat that was now resting in his hand.

The smell of iron that came from blood assaulted his nose, making the endeavor even more unsettling for him.

He looked up and saw Spot's eager gaze.

Closing his eyes, Lucas finally mustered the courage to take his very first bite.

The moment the flesh of the Sylvan Snake came into contact with his teeth, Lucas could immediately tell how hard it was. The taste and smell of blood filled his mouth and nose. As his teeth sank deep, he felt the rough yet oily texture of the snake's meat.

Spot nodded his head with a snort as he went back to eat the snake's meat. From his expression and actions, Lucas could tell that he was enjoying the meal a lot.

Lucas' eyes began to squint. Tears brimmed at the corner of his eyes. His mind was extremely focused as he tried his best not to puke while trying to chew the raw meat of the snake.

'Wow!'

'It's really not delicious at all!'

Lucas might have harbored some thoughts about the meat being delicious due to how Spot was enjoying it, but only after tasting it himself was he able to know how horrible it's taste was.

It tasted as horrible as it looked. The proverb, don't judge a book by its cover, truly did not fit in this scenario at all.

As if chewing a thick rubber, Lucas continued to chew and swallow the uncooked meat of the snake.

He just hoped that he would not get constipation later, though.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Stil, Spot was happy that he ate it. And his mind might have disagreed at first, but his now full stomach definitely would not.

Knowing that they could not stay in this area for too long, though, Lucas continued his journey to the west once more after Spot ate his fill.

It was unfortunate to leave the snake's body there to decompose, but Lucas had no other choice.

He got a few pieces of meat as well as its two fangs, though. The meat was for his own consumption, while the fangs were handed to him by Spot. Since it was the only material that was not heavy, Lucas decided to store it inside his bag and bring it along.

Who knows if it might prove useful later on?

The smell of the bloody meat in his bag might attract some unwanted attention, so he decided to just bring a small amount, which he had already washed with his water. He only used a very small amount, though, so the smell of the bloody meat was still there, albeit negligible.

Spot returned to the grimoire to continue resting. Having consumed the meat of a higher-ranking beast, there was a chance that his recovery speed would haste. A slight chance of his rank increasing was also possible, but considering that he only ate a portion of the snake's whole body, Lucas thought that the chance was negligible at best.

Due to having his stomach filled, Lucas no longer felt as weary as well. At the very least, he no longer felt as if he would collapse at the next second.

After walking for an hour, Lucas fortunately did not encounter another beast.

This was very unusual, especially in the wilderness.

However, considering that he already fought a strong beast earlier, he guessed that he must be in the territory of that Sylvan Snake, and whatever beast found their way here must have already been hunted and allured by that snake.

It also explains why he had not encountered any beast earlier prior to the Sylvan Snake.

As a Bronze Grade-Bronze Star beast, the Sylvan Snake indeed has the capability to claim a territory of its own.

Too bad, though, that the territory was now out of a boss.

Sooner or later, this area would become full of beasts once more.

That would only happen in a few days, though.

And due to that, Lucas was considering if he should stay in this area for the time being and allow Spot to fully recover first before setting off.

However, after thinking about it, he still decided to continue moving forward.

The battle with the Sylvan Snake coupled with the smell of blood might have already attracted other beasts to the area.

Considering his luck, this territory of the snake might become full of beasts earlier than his expectation.

Walking for another hour and having not encountered any beasts, Lucas decided to take a quick rest.

Now sitting beneath another towering tree, Lucas looked up and considered if he should go up and see if he was still walking in the same direction as earlier.

'I'll take a rest first.'

After resting for a bit, Lucas immediately made his way up.

Strapping the bag over his shoulder, he reached the top just a few minutes later.

As he looked around, Lucas saw that the sun was already beginning to set in the west.

He nodded his head, taking note that he was still indeed traveling toward the mountain in the distance.

The mountain, though, remained far and distant. With his current walking speed, he did not know when he would reach it or if he would encounter any humans along the way.

That mountain was also not familiar to him, so even if he reached it, he knew that he would not be in the vicinity of Twilight City yet.

'Damn it! Just how far did that dungeon send me? Is this even possible?'

Lucas could only grumble as he began to descend the tree.

The sun was already setting, and he did not want to travel during the night.

Since there were no beasts here, he decided to settle here for the night and continue with his journey tomorrow.

***

Starlight Academy, in front of the academy's massive gate.

Rosana clasped her hands together as he looked beyond the massive gate with worry and anxiety present on her face.

Behind her was Lumbert, his broad hands resting over Rosana's shoulders, trying to comfort the anxious Rosana in front of him. His gaze, though, was also directed beyond the academy's massive gate. His expression might look calm and composed, but deep inside, endless worry also filled his mind.

"Don't worry, we'll see him soon," Lumber stated, trying to comfort his wife.

Still, even he himself did not have much faith in his own words.

Unlike Rosana, he knew that Lucas was strong. Way stronger than the two of them combined, in fact.

Aside from that, he also knew that Lucas was very smart and cautious. He would not do anything as long as he was not sure about it.

And for him to not return even after twenty-four hours could only mean that he got into some kind of trouble. As for what kind of trouble it was, he also did not know.

Rosana, though, did not believe anything he said when he tried to explain that Lucas was very strong. No matter how many times he tried to console his wife that their son was alright, Rosana just would not stop overthinking, to the point that even Lumbert himself had already begun to doubt his own words.

Now, the two of them decided to visit the academy and check for themselves.

They had already requested the audience of Lucas' current teacher, and they were now only waiting for the go signal before they could enter the school premises.

A while later, a student approached the two of them. The student in front of them with a wry smile as he stated, "I apologize, but Teacher Julian said that he is busy and would not meet anyone for now."