âArenât you being too considerate?â
Even until this point, the summoner looked confident, unaware of the great misfortune that would befall him shortly.
âIs 50 gold really enough? Youâll be taking some heavy losses.â
âItâs not like youâll wear out the spirits by looking at them. Please donât worry about it.â
âI just hope you donât regret this.â
Seon-Hyeok repeatedly told the summoner not to regret his decision. The summoner, in turn, snorted in derision.
However, his confidence did not last.
The summoner let out a bewildered noise just as a spirit spoke directly in Seon-Hyeokâs head.
âDo you want to form a contract with me?â
âWhatâs your name?â
This spirit had a calm, soothing voice, different from Atiyaâs vivacious one. Seon-Hyeok smiled and asked for her name.
âItâs Ikram, master.â
â You have entered a contract with the mid-tier water spirit, Ikram.
It was only after entering the agreement that Seon-Hyeok realized that Ikram was not a low-tier water spirit, but a mid-tier one. He had unexpectedly acquired a well-trained spirit.
The summoner belatedly screamed in confusion, noticing what had happened, but it was too late. His own contract with Ikram had been broken, and the spirit had a new master now.
It was evident he had helped the spirit advance through great personal effort. He repeatedly shouted Ikramâs name like a madman, but the water spirit, after accepting her new master, disappeared without a response. By the time the spirit reappeared, she would have assumed a new appearance in accordance with her masterâs preferences.
âIâm not as strong as her, but can you take me as well?â
âWhatâs your name?â
âMy name is Izdihar. Please call on me anytime.â
The summonerâs misfortune did not end there. One of the low-tier spirits had been observing Seon-Hyeok after he formed a contract with the mid-tier water spirit, and reached out with her own proposal. Seon-Hyeok once again accepted, and he gained control over yet another spirit.
The summoner belatedly tried to recall the spirits he had summoned. However, a high-tier spirit remained, floating in the air.
The high-tier spirit glanced at his master screaming like a madman before turning to Seon-Hyeok with his transparent eyes.
âAre you interested as well?â
The spirit did not respond. The spirit just stared at him with his piercing eyes.
âE, Earl Drachen! Sir! Please. Please not him.â
The summoner, bewildered by the theft of his spirits, belatedly begged him in desperation. He seemed to have finally grasped the reality of the situation.
âPlease not him. Iâve devoted my entire life to raising him to high-tier. So please⌠pleaseâŚâ
Seon-Hyeok sighed as he looked at the crying summoner. He could not help but covet the high-tier spirit. However, he knew it was too harsh to take away the summonerâs prized spirit, one he had been devoted to developing.
âYouâre concerned about him too, arenât you?â
The high-tier spirit showed his feelings for the first time.
Seon-Hyeokâs desire grew as he looked at the spirit. However, he had already received much more than he had bargained for with his 50 gold, and it was too much to want this high-tier spirit as well.
His inner conflict lasted only a moment. He soon made up his mind and spoke to the spirit.
âGo back. I have no intention of entering a contract with you.â
Hearing his words, the spirit nodded with a relaxed face before disappearing into the air.
âT, thank you. Thank you. Iâll never forget your kindness. Thank you, my lord.â
The summoner flopped onto the ground and began to repeatedly thank Seon-Hyeok. It seemed he had completely forgotten about how he had lost two of his spirits moments earlier.
Julian stepped forward at his word. She took out a pouch containing the 50 gold coins and handed it to the summoner.
âNo, I wonât take it.â
The summoner said he was just thankful Seon-Hyeok had spared the high-tier spirit, and tried to refuse the payment. However, Julian insisted, claiming she could not allow her master to singlehandedly take away another personâs possessions.
âPlease come find me if you think the price I paid today was too little. Iâll be in the capital for the time being.â
Seon-Hyeok repeatedly told the summoner as such before getting up to leave.
Having said farewell to the summoner, Seon-Hyeok stood in a quiet place to think. He was anxious to find out how the spiritsâ appearances would have changed, but also worried they might resemble someone he knew once again.
Even so, he could not keep his new spirits locked away forever, so he summoned them to find out. He was determined not to be surprised, no matter what their new appearances might be.
This was far beyond his expectations. The newly contracted water spirits resembled someone they should not.
Short arms and legs, with a young, but elegant face.
Ikram and Izdihar looked just like Princess Ophelia.
Seon-Hyeok hurriedly sent back the spirits, and they pouted and showed their dissatisfaction. However, if he had kept the spirits visible, he might have been charged with insulting the royal family.
âSummon us again. For longer next time!â
âIâll see you again!â
The spirits chattered, not understanding their masterâs feelings, before disappearing into thin air.
âUgh. This is driving me crazy.â
He could not believe that the spirits he had worked so hard to attain resembled the royal princess. Their new appearance was not what he intended, but it was ripe for misunderstanding, and he was getting a headache trying to figure out how to address the situation.
âI canât let anyone see them.â
Ultimately, he decided he would not summon his new spirits during his stay at the capital, no matter what the situation may be.
Coincidentally, it was the day after Seon-Hyeok formed the contract with his two new water spirits that the princess was set to ride Goldrake. Naturally, he could not help but feel awkward and especially aware of the situation.
Perhaps as a result, he did not even notice the time passing, and when he finally came to his senses, numerous Royal Knights and Royal Mages were already looking up at them secured to the specially-made saddle.
âThis is great! To think that you fought your enemies looking down at them from so high up. You must be as intimidating as the commander of a kingdom!â
Every time Goldrake took a careful step forward, the princess let out an exclamation with a flushed face. The dignity and refined appearance she had so carefully displayed up to this point were nowhere to be seen, replaced by the innocent excitement of a child.
âYou donât have to be so nervous about me falling off. Canât you see that Sir Trail is holding onto me?â
Not trusting him and the princess alone on the ferocious monster, Marquis Reinhardt had temporarily reinstated the re-assigned Asha Trail to the Royal Knights to assist with this responsibility.
As a result, despite the fact that Goldrakeâs saddle was meant for a single rider, Seon-Hyeok found himself squished behind Asha Trail and the princess.
Of course, Asha Trail was dressed in full armor, and all Seon-Hyeok could feel was the coolness of the iron, but he nonetheless felt embarrassed.
âIf you fall off, the princess will be in danger as well.â
Seon-Hyeokâs position on the drake became awkward as he tried to wriggle away, and Asha Trail did not just sit back and watch. She grabbed his hands and pulled them closer.
Seon-Hyeok was taken aback and gasped. His center of gravity was pulled forward, and he found himself hugging the knight from behind. He noticed a sweet scent, though he was not sure whether it came from the princess or Asha Trail.
âI heard Goldieâs charge is spectacular. When else would I get the chance to experience this?â
Seon-Hyeok broke out in a cold sweat at the princessâ words and glanced over at Marquis Reinhardt.
âItâs too dangerous. I think you should be satisfied with this, and come down now.â
Had he ever been so relieved by the marquisâ words?
As soon as Marquis Reinhardt spoke, Seon-Hyeok ordered Goldrake to drop onto the ground.
âAh, itâs disappointing. I wonder when Iâll have the chance to ride Goldie again.â
The knights standing by brought forward mobile stairs and placed them next to Goldrake.
âHowever, I can see that others suffer when I try to fulfill my greedy wishes.â
Princess Ophelia expressed her regret before being led off Goldrakeâs narrow saddle by Asha Trail. The other knights quickly gathered around her to prevent any potential accidents, and Seon-Hyeok let out a long-held sigh of relief.
âThank you. Thanks to you, I was able to have an unforgettable experience. I will pay you back for todayâs events.â
The princess, still flushed, complimented him repeatedly before following the knights down the steps.
âThe princess is heading back to the castle! Get in formation and stay on guard!â
Once she climbed into her carriage, the Royal Guards tightly assumed their formation, before beginning to move towards the castle in an orderly fashion. Seon-Hyeok stared blankly for a moment before leaving Goldrake in the hands of the Central Army garrison and heading back himself.
Nearly two weeks had passed since Seon-Hyeok arrived at the royal capital. By this point, the Noctein and Adenburg officials had neared the end of their post-war negotiations.
âItâs a matter of sincerity. You claim that your kingdom suffered from the war, but you instigated this conflict. Isnât it right that you compensate us for all the damage we suffered?â
Though the negotiations looked heated, it was the Adenburg Kingdom that held all authority in determining the settlement.
âIf you wonât comply with the terms mentioned earlier, we will still release the prisoners, but I canât guarantee the return of Fort Kalstein.â
Unlike the laid-back Adenburg officials, Marquis Ashtein and the other Noctein negotiators gave a look of hopelessness. All they could do was try desperately until the very end to lower the massive war reparations demanded by the Adenburg Kingdom.
However, once they gained the upper hand, the Adenburg negotiators never let go of their opportunity.
âYou havenât fully recovered yet, so would you like to take a break? Iâm concerned your injuries will worsen at this rate. And also, to be honest, I was going to say it was difficult to understand your pronunciation just now. Letâs take a quick break and start over.â
In reality, the only injury Marquis Ashtein had suffered was in biting his tongue during the journey to the capital, but the Nocteins could not respond to the blatant taunts. Marquis Ashtein himself shut his mouth in shame, rather than refuting the claims.
They were so dominated in the weapon-less battlefield of the negotiating table, and there was little they could achieve.
âThereâs no need to rest. Letâs just finish here. Our kingdom canât avoid taking losses in this settlement, so I will accept all the terms you state.â
In the end, even the cunning marquis was forced to give in and wave the white flag.
âThatâs the best news I heard today. Your decision has saved the Noctein Kingdom from even greater sacrifices.â
It was a long and tedious negotiation, but the victor had been clear from the beginning. The Adenburg officials praised the marquisâ decision without expressing their excitement.
âIn return, I would like to hear whether the Adenburg Kingdom will accept our terms as well. Depending on your answer, I may or may not change my tune.â
âI mean the restrictions to be placed on the Drake Knight.â
The Adenburg negotiators did not respond to Marquis Ashteinâs threatening words.
âAh, I will answer that for you.â
âWe welcome the wise King Theodore Tiberius Ro Adenstein, the one true ruler of Adenburg!â
The Adenburg officials all jumped to their feet at the sudden appearance of their king. Marquis Ashtein likewise dropped lightly to his knee, showing his courtesy to the ruler of a sovereign kingdom.
âWhat you ask is that Earl Drachen, the Drake Knight, be held out of future conflicts on our border.â
The Adenburg negotiators glared at the marquis upon hearing his blunt response, but the Noctein lord did not budge. After all, he had shown his respects to the Adenburg king.
âThe conditions you offerâŚâ
King Theodore arrogantly looked down at the marquis.
âThey will not be accepted.â