"Ha?"
Upon hearing Fang Mo's words, not only Sharan, but even the little mage beside them was stunned for a mont. She looked up at Fang Mo and asked, "Wait, what kind of weird nickna is that?"
"Why?" Fang Mo chuckled and asked, "You don't like this na?"
"That's not even a na, right?" the other party couldn't help but say. "If anything, it sounds more like you've given a new nickna, doesn't it? And summoning the Jade Emperor... are you suggesting you want to be my summoned creature?"
"Is that not allowed?"
"No, it's not!"
The little mage imdiately shouted, "Who would willingly want to beco a summoned creature? Besides, aren't we... friends?"
At the last few words, the other party seed to avert her gaze slightly.
"Uh, little adventurer," Sharan suddenly spoke up beside them, "you seem to have so misunderstandings about summoners. Summoning contracts actually co in many forms; it's not like you think."
"Huh?" The little mage was stunned again. "Is... is that so?"
"Of course," Fang Mo interjected, "summoning contracts are also ranked. Just because you can enslave brainless dark(black)... elental spirits doesn't an you can enslave the thirteen apostles of the demon world, right?"
"I see." After this explanation, the little mage seed a bit embarrassed and turned her head awkwardly, saying, "Sorry, I've always been more interested in elental magic and haven't learned much about summoning."
"This gentleman is correct," Sharan nodded in agreent, "Summoners typically seek out powerful beings and find ways to make contracts with them, paying so price to get their help in battle."
"Of course, if the entity has no intellect or is relatively weak, you can use magic to forcibly control them," Sharan added after a mont's thought.
"Is that so?" The little mage nodded instinctively and then turned to Fang Mo, "So, would I need to pay a price to summon you?"
"You want to freeload the Jade Emperor?" Fang Mo glared at her fiercely.
"Then... What's the price?" She instinctively shrank back a bit.
"Everything," Fang Mo said in a deliberately deep voice, but then he couldn't hold back his laughter. "But seriously, even if I don't mind, with your current abilities, summoning would be too much. I think you could at most summon a part of , like my ochinchin or sothing."
"..." Even Sharan couldn't help but facepalm at this point.
"Can you be serious for once?" the other party said, exasperated. "If you keep this up, I'll switch to being a battle mage because I want to punch you in the face."
"Oh no, a demon world female fist!" Fang Mo exclaid.
"You..."
"Alright, alright, just kidding." Fang Mo imdiately placed a hand on her head before she could explode. "I was just joking earlier. The actual cost to summon is simple, it might just give you a headache... Don't worry, it's nothing deadly."
"Really?" She asked skeptically.
"Yes, yes, yes," Fang Mo nodded earnestly, then looked at Sharan ahead, "Anyway, I'll leave her to you. Hurry up and turn her into a summoner."
"Uh... okay," Sharan nodded hesitantly.
To be honest, she didn't dare refuse the other party's request at all, as the aura of intimidation was simply too terrifying.
In short, after Sharan nodded in agreent, the transfer of the little mage's profession was set in stone.
With Fang Mo accompanying, the little mage quickly completed the profession transfer task, learned several commonly used spells of a summoner, and smoothly beca a summoner.
The so-called commonly used summoner spells were nothing more than a magic to sign contracts with other creatures, a summoning magic, and several spells to aid summoned creatures in battle.
Ti flew by quickly.
A few hours later, in the depths of the forest on the eastern coast.
"Sigh, summon, summon."
As the two walked through the woods, Fang Mo, having finished eating a wild strawberry, suddenly approached the little summoner. "Can you perform that spell again?"
"Can't you call by my na just once?"
Hearing this, the little mage's eyes twitched. "Stop calling by my profession title. My na is Flavo. If that's too hard, you can call Fufu..."
"Alright, Lala," Fang Mo said seriously. "I am your friend, Dingding."
"..."
The other party imdiately rubbed her temples in exasperation. After a mont of silence, she eventually chose to compromise. "Fine, just call Summon."
"Alright, Summon. Got it, Summon."
Fang Mo smiled. He wasn't intentionally ssing with her; the na simply reminded him of so old friends, though he wouldn't explain this to her. "Anyway, perform that spell for quickly."
"Seriously..."
The little mage— or Summon, as Fang Mo called her—took a deep breath, clearly trying to suppress her anger. She waved her hand forward and shouted, "Co out! Stalker!"
With her shout, the shadow on the ground seed to co alive and wriggled.
Soon, a pitch-black creature erged from the shadow.
It was an amorphous small monster, forming a head-like structure as it rose from the shadow, with a magical shackle around it.
This creature was the basic summoning entity for a summoner, a lower-level elental spirit.
According to the Arad universe, there are four types of elents: light, ice, fire, and dark, each corresponding to an elental spirit. Stalker represented the dark elent.
Due to the magical elents perating the world, these were one of the few summoned creatures that could be forcibly created by magic.
However, the quantity and strength of these elental spirits depended on the concentration of magical elents around them. For instance, there were many fire spirits near magma, whereas snow-covered mountains were dominated by ice spirits.
"Ha ha, yes, this is it."
Fang Mo laughed upon seeing this. "I like Stalker the most. Look how dark it is, practically born to be whipped."
"Why do I have to deal with soone like you?"
Summon covered her forehead with her hand.
"Hurry up." Fang Mo urged. "This is part of the contract price. You have to listen to , now perform."
"..."
Summon was filled with anger. This was so unreasonable; she didn't even want to beco a summoner in the first place.
She looked at Stalker in front of her.
As ntioned earlier, lower-level elental spirits had little intelligence, so it looked at her with a blank gaze.
Summon got increasingly annoyed and lashed out with a whip.
"Idiot! Fool! Get to work!"
The whip stung Stalker, making it jump forward.
To be fair, the whip worked efficiently. Stalker quickly noticed a goblin squatting by the roadside. Ignoring whether the goblin was hostile, its sli-like body rapidly contracted into sharp spikes and thrust towards the goblin.
"Ow!"
With several bloody holes in its buttocks, the goblin jumped up with a scream.
Then it bared its teeth and fought with Stalker.
"Yes, this is it."
Fang Mo was satisfied, patting Summon's shoulder. "You finally learned to use the whip. As your teacher, I'm proud... By the way, interested in going to Marvel with ? I want to introduce you to a friend."
"Shut up."
Summon took a deep breath. "I don't want to use this whip. Don't you think it's too cruel? Stalker can barely fight goblins. If it faced other monsters, it would be beaten to death. Even lower-level spirits have lives."
"Yeah, yeah, the kind master can't bear to see this."
Fang Mo said cooperatively.
"... Forget it, I don't want to talk to you."
Summon couldn't even be bothered to argue, rolling her eyes and then walking towards the Sky Tower ahead. "I should go to the Sky Tower to enhance my strength. That way, I can sign contracts with a few more powerful summoned beasts."
"What!?"
However, what Summon didn't expect was that as soon as she finished speaking, Fang Mo behind her looked at her with a face full of surprise. "Did you just say… you want to beat all the lords of the Sky Tower to their knees and make them your... slaves?"
"I didn't say 'slaves!!!"
"Oh, I get it, you an slaves, right?"
Hearing her rebuttal, Fang Mo imdiately gave a thumbs up. "So you want to enslave these lords and then let these monsters fight each other. What a sinister plan…"
"I never said slaves either!"
Summon shouted, but the next second she felt a sudden inexplicable thump in her heart.
Yes, after being with Fang Mo for so long, she could roughly sense sothing. At this mont, an ominous feeling rose from the bottom of her heart. "I'm telling you, don't ss around…"
"What's the second awakening of the summoner called again?"
Before she could explain, Fang Mo suddenly hit his hand and said, "Oh right, it's called the Lunar Princess. How about I just call you the Sinister Princess!"
"I don't have any sinister plans, nor do I want to be a princess…"
Summon helplessly covered her forehead. "What world are you from, hell? Why is every word you say so wicked?"
"Palestine is wicked."
Fang Mo retorted, "I'm very virtuous. If you don't believe , you can check the soap in my bathroom…"
"Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."
Summon said irritably, "I was talking about the virtue of rit."
"Uh…" Fang Mo hesitated for a mont after hearing this, "Well, I often press 1, so I still have so virtue left…"
"Press 1? What's that?"
Hearing this, the other party looked at Fang Mo again in confusion.
Yes, this guy is from Arad, so he is completely different from soone like Logan who makes modern jokes. The cultural differences sotis make her unable to catch the punchlines.
But this difficulty didn't bother Fang Mo at all.
"Emmm…"
He pondered for a mont and then said to Summon, "How about this, let's co-invest in a beef shop. You summon Minotaurs, I'll cut the at, and then I'll deliberately shortchange custors. Every pound of beef sold saves two ounces of Minotaur at… isn't that imnsely virtuous?"
"???"
This completely baffled Summon.
"No, you…"
After being greatly shocked, Summon took a long ti to co up with the words, "Minotaurs also have families and mothers…"
"Ridiculous, should I eat their mothers instead of yours?"
Fang Mo laughed again, "You're not suited to be a saint, just be the Sinister Princess and co wreak havoc with ."
With these words, Fang Mo lifted her by the collar and instantly activated spatial teleportation.
In the next second, the surrounding space suddenly shifted rapidly. The lush forest around them disappeared, replaced by a magnificent palace with intricate decorations, gems everywhere, and so ancient dragon statues.
"What is this?"
The sudden change of scenery stunned Summon.
She instinctively looked around and soon saw a group of draconic humanoids ahead.
Yes, this was already the lower level of the Sky Tower, also known as the Lower Amon, ruled by the descendants of Bakal… the dragon race. It was now referred to as the Dragonoid Nest by adventurers.
"Where did you suddenly take !?"
Due to the lingering influence of Tyrant King Bakal in the Demon Realm, seeing these dragon people startled Summon, "Hurry, take back!"
"Don't panic, let check the situation first."
However, Fang Mo ignored the struggling little thing in his hand, looking around as if he were in a market, and soon saw a blue and white draconian, stronger than the others, holding a trident not far away.
Since Fang Mo had played the ga, he recognized it as Lakius, the lord of the Dragonoid Nest.
Lakius was also puzzled, completely unable to understand how these two humans suddenly appeared.
But before it could order the other draconians to attack, Fang Mo raised his hand towards it.
"Universal Pull."
A massive gravitational force struck, and Lakius couldn't resist. Its strong body was uncontrollably pulled over.
Then, Fang Mo stepped on it. Although Lakius tried to struggle, it felt as if Fang Mo's foot was heavier than the entire Sky Tower. No matter how hard it struggled and roared, Fang Mo's foot didn't budge an inch.
"Who… are you?"
In anger, Lakius shouted up at him.
"From now on, your na is Fleet."
But Fang Mo ignored it and instead brought Summon to its front. "Rember, you owe your current situation to her… she's your master now, you can call her princess."
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