《When a Filipino got Isekai'd with a twist! "Only I can summon those!!"》


 Chapter 1 :the weakest class!

    One hot morning in the middle of Manila, the sun blazed down on the bustling streets, casting long shadows from the towering buildings that lined the avenues. The air was thick with the sounds of jeepneys honking, vendors calling out their wares, and the distant hum of tricycles weaving through traffic.


    People hurried along the sidewalks, some clutching iced coffee or fresh buko juice to combat the heat, while others sought refuge in the shade of awnings and trees. The scent of street food wafted through the air¡ªgrilled skewers, sizzling lumpia, and the sweet aroma of taho being sold by vendors with their signature calls.


    One man is sitting by his window. "I really need a palamig (cold juice drink), I mean really right now." He murmurs to himself, and one of his best friends calls him from downstairs (named Joshua, 20 years old, 2nd year, like me. A brownish skin complexion, a slight muscular man, also like me. Curly-haired). "Hey, you blockhead, come down!! We''re late for school, you dumb ass!" he shouted. And by the way, my name is Keith Marthin, 20 years old, an average-looking guy with a slight Deadpoolish sense of humor. "Huh?! I don''t want to go to school today," I ask back.


    "Man, Sir Raul will kill us if we don''t go to school now, and besides, it''s hot. I know you could use some cold drinks to refresh!" He shouts again.


    "Oh yeah, I really need one. One sec! I replied and hurriedly ran down. When we''re in the streets, we talk about school and other stuff while searching for what kind of cold drinks we should buy before going to school. When all of a sudden one shoe flies into my face, "Aw man, you ok? I don''t think using your own face as a shield is a good idea," he jokingly said while trying to determine my reaction.


    "Mother fucker!" I shouted and grabbed one of the guys who accidentally threw his shoe in my face when all of a sudden a large weird circle appeared around us and a bright light flashed. And then when we open our eyes, we''re all in a giant room full of people with dresses that we don''t recognize or we recognize but not in our era used to wear.


    "Ah... guys, what happened?" one of the 3 people said. With a violet color hair


    "I dunno, bruh," the other guy answered with reddish hair.


    "I think we got Isekai''d?!" One of them finally said. The one with an army cut and I and Josh just looked at each other and said.


    "Fuck. And one voice boomed into the room and said, "Welcome, our four heroes from another world. Let me apologize for summoning you here, but our world is in dire straits. And one of them come hear at the man sitting at a thrown and whisper to the man. "Highness I think we got a problem,the man with a long robe whisper and the man sitting widen his eyes and pinched his nose."what do you mean. The king asked.


    "Highness, instead of four heroes, we summon 5. We have a bystander who got swept by the summoning ritual. What should we do?


    "Where are we? Who are you? Answer us! "the man with the army cut shouted.


    "Ugh¡­ this is unavoidable. Let''s determine who is who first. Ok, gentlemen, let me introduce myself first: I am Emperor Vladimir Viscohadan, the emperor of the Viscohadan Empire.


    "Empire?! The man with violet hair asks.


    "Yes, the Viscohadan Empire," Emperor Vladimir replied, his voice echoing in the grand hall. "We are a realm steeped in magic and tradition, but we are currently facing a grave threat from the Dark Legion that seeks to conquer our lands."


    The room fell silent as the weight of his words sank in. The other summoned individuals exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of confusion and disbelief.


    "Okay, so let me get this straight," the guy with the army cut said, crossing his arms defiantly. "You pulled us from our world to fight your battles? And now we¡¯re supposed to just accept that?"


    "Exactly!" Joshua chimed in, his brow furrowing. "I mean, we were just trying to get some cold drinks before school! This is ridiculous!"


    "Calm down, heroes," the emperor said, raising a hand. "I understand your frustration. But you must know that you possess unique abilities that can help us in our time of need. You were chosen for a reason."


    "Chosen? For what?" I interjected, still trying to wrap my head around the situation. "I¡¯m just a regular guy who makes jokes about superheroes and drinks palamig!"


    "Your world is different from ours," the emperor explained. "In your realm, you have skills and knowledge that can aid us. Each of you has a role to play in this battle against the Dark Legion."


    "Okay, but what about the fifth guy?" the violet-haired man asked, glancing around the room. "You said we were summoned as four heroes, but there are five of us here."


    The emperor''s expression shifted to one of concern. "Yes, that is a complication. The fifth individual¡ª" he gestured toward me, "¡ªwas not meant to be summoned. However, it seems fate has intertwined your paths. We will need to assess your abilities and see how you can contribute."


    "Assess our abilities?" I echoed, feeling a mix of anxiety and excitement. "What does that even mean?"


    "First, we must determine your strengths and what legendary class do you possess, the emperor replied. "We will conduct trials to see what each of you can do. You may find that you possess powers you never knew existed."


    As he said that, one of the mages came near us and showed us a crystal ball. And gesture us to touch it one by one.If you come across this story on Amazon, it''s taken without permission from the author. Report it.


    The crystal ball shimmered with an ethereal glow, casting a soft light across the grand hall. I felt a mix of trepidation and curiosity as I stepped forward, my heart racing. What kind of powers could I possibly have? I was just Keith Marthin, a regular guy with a penchant for humor and a love for cold drinks.


    "Go ahead, touch it," the emperor encouraged, his eyes fixed on me with a mixture of hope and expectation.


    I reached out, my fingers brushing against the cool surface of the crystal. As soon as I made contact, a surge of energy coursed through me, and the world around me faded into a blur. Images flashed before my eyes¡ªvisions of battles, magic, and a strange, powerful force that felt both foreign and familiar. And after the light faded, we all see a status window like a game, and we all can see our class level stats, etc.


    And Josh''s class is what they call a king knight or divine swordmaster. "Hey, I got a good class. What about you? Joshua asks.


    "Tsk," as I''m about to reply, the 3 guys that got summoned with us shouted in celebration because they all have all a legendary class, like Josh. The red-haired guy named Chris got a supreme sorcerer (wow, like Doctor Strange, I murmur).


    The guy with violet hair named Vismond got a divine cleric.


    And lastly the guy with army-cut hair got a saint knight. And all of them look at me, asking what class I got. And I just say, "I got a summoner," and the emperor and all of his people laugh at me because I got a summoner.


    "What''s funny, you funk?!" As I said that, the emperor narrowed his eyes and said. Your class is considered here as the weakest class. Because you can only summon swords and bows. "As he said that, I just raised my eyebrows.


    "Wait, wait, wait," I said, trying to process the information. "You mean to tell me that I¡¯m the weakest class here? A summoner who can only call forth swords and bows? That¡¯s it?"


    The laughter in the room died down, replaced by a tense silence. The emperor cleared his throat, his expression serious. "While it may seem weak in comparison to the legendary classes of your companions, do not underestimate the power of a summoner. In the right hands, even the simplest of weapons can turn the tide of battle."


    "Yeah, right," I muttered under my breath, feeling a mix of embarrassment and frustration. "I guess I¡¯ll just be the guy who throws swords at the enemy while you all do the real fighting."


    "Don¡¯t be so hard on yourself, Keith," Joshua said, trying to lighten the mood. "You never know what kind of tricks you might have up your sleeve. Besides, we¡¯re in this together, right?"


    "And the emperor dismissed us because tomorrow we will have our first monster hunting to train and level up. And as compensation for my inconvenience, the emperor allows me to choose whatever enchanted weapon I like at his armory and gives me 3 times the gold coins than the summon heroes.


    I couldn''t help but feel a flicker of hope at the mention of the enchanted weapon. Maybe being a summoner wasn¡¯t so bad after all. If I could choose something powerful, perhaps I could prove my worth to the others and myself.


    "Alright, let''s see what this armory has to offer," I said, trying to muster some enthusiasm. The emperor gestured for a couple of guards to lead us to the armory, and as we walked through the grand halls of the castle, I couldn¡¯t shake the feeling of being in a fantasy novel.


    The guards opened a massive door, revealing a room filled with weapons of all shapes and sizes. Swords glimmered with magical runes, bows were intricately carved, and shields seemed to hum with energy. My eyes widened as I took in the sight.


    "Choose wisely, Keith," the emperor advised, his voice echoing in the vast chamber. "The weapon you select will be an extension of your abilities as a summoner."


    I stepped forward, running my fingers along the hilt of a beautifully crafted sword. It felt warm to the touch, and I could sense a faint pulse of magic within it. But then I spotted something that caught my eye¡ªa bow that seemed to shimmer with a light of its own, adorned with feathers that glowed softly. And all of a sudden one widow popped up in front of me and said, Mythical Elk bow and arrow. Rank legendary. Level requirement 100 class requirements archer/ranger, and it was written in red letters, meaning in gaming language, I can''t equip it.Fucker," I whisper.


    I sighed, feeling a mix of disappointment and frustration. "Of course, I can''t use that," I muttered, shaking my head. I continued to scan the armory, hoping to find something that would suit my abilities as a summoner.


    "Hey, Keith, check this out!" Joshua called from across the room. I turned to see him holding a magnificent sword that glowed with a golden light. "This is definitely a king''s weapon! I think I might have just found my new best friend."


    "Great for you, Mr. Divine Swordmaster," I replied, forcing a smile. "Just don¡¯t forget to save some monsters for the rest of us."


    As I wandered deeper into the armory, I noticed a section filled with various staffs and wands. One staff, in particular, caught my eye. It was slender and elegantly carved, with a crystal orb at the top that sparkled with a myriad of colors. I approached it, feeling a strange pull toward the staff.


    "What''s this?" I asked aloud, reaching out to touch it. As my fingers brushed against the cool surface, a surge of energy coursed through me, and the orb began to glow brighter.


    "Ah, the Staff of Echoes," the emperor said, stepping closer. "It is said to amplify the abilities of a summoner, allowing them to call forth more powerful entities. However, it requires a strong will to wield."


    "Amplify my abilities?" I repeated, my heart racing. "That sounds promising."


    "Indeed," the emperor nodded. "But be warned, it will test your resolve. If you choose this staff, you must be prepared to face challenges that will push you to your limits."


    I took a deep breath, weighing my options. The idea of wielding a staff that could enhance my summoning powers was enticing. "I¡¯ll take it," I declared, my voice steady. "I want the Staff of Echoes," he said. As I appraise it, I can see its stats.


    Weapon: staff of echoes


    Level requirement: 1-10


    Class: summoner


    Rank: normal


    Effects can amplify a summoner''s all stats by 10


    all summon requirements can be lowered. By 2


    The user can use basic summoning, like calling his normal summon creatures. Man requirement 0


    Whoa, this is nice if my stats are... As I said, my status window appears.


    Name: Keith Marthin


    Age: 20


    Level: 0


    Class: true summoner


    Attack: 1+10


    Defense: 1+10


    Speed: 1 + 10


    Intelligence: 1 + 10


    Dexterity: 1+10


    Endurance: 1 + 10


    Health: 10/10


    Stamina: 10/10


    Mana: 10/10


    System message 4x unread.


    I stared at my status window, my heart racing as I processed the numbers. The Staff of Echoes was already boosting my stats significantly, and I felt a surge of excitement at the potential it held. But as I scanned my teammate''s stats, my shoulder went limp. "Fuck it, what do I expect from the weakest class? All of their stats are all at +20.


    I couldn''t help but feel a wave of self-doubt wash over me as I compared my stats to those of my companions. Joshua, with his divine swordmaster class, had an impressive array of abilities, and the others¡ªChris, Vismond, and the army-cut guy¡ªwere all equally formidable. Their stats were double mine, and I felt like I was standing in the shadow of giants.


    "Hey, don''t look so down, Keith," Joshua said, noticing my expression. "You¡¯ve got that staff now, and it sounds like it could really help you out. Plus, summoners can be pretty versatile. You just need to find the right strategy."


    "Yeah, right," I replied, forcing a smile. "I¡¯ll just be the guy who stands in the back and throws swords while you all do the heavy lifting."


    "Don''t underestimate yourself," Chris chimed in, his voice reassuring. "Every class has its strengths. You just need to figure out how to use yours effectively."


    "Exactly; we might need your brains in strategizing," Vismond added, his violet hair catching the light as he nodded. "You might surprise us all. Besides, we¡¯re in this together. We¡¯ll support each other."


    I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the lingering self-doubt. My companions were right; I needed to focus on what I could bring to the table rather than what I lacked. After all, we were in this together, and I had a feeling that my summoning abilities could turn out to be more useful than I initially thought.


    "Alright, let''s do this," I said, my voice gaining a bit more confidence. "I may not be the strongest, but I¡¯ll figure out how to make this summoner thing work for me."


    The emperor smiled, clearly pleased with my newfound determination. "That¡¯s the spirit, Keith. Remember, the true strength of a hero lies not just in their power but in their heart and resolve."


    With my Staff of Echoes in hand, we left the armory and headed to our rooms as they happily discussed what we were going to do tomorrow and our positioning. They advised me to remain at the back and watch the rear while I figured out my summoning skills. And before I sleep, I notice 4 unopened messages, and I ask Joshua how to open them.


    "Hey, Joshua," I called out, trying to catch his attention as he was chatting animatedly with Chris and Vismond about their plans for the monster hunt. "How do I open these messages? I have four of them, and I have no idea what they are." (The messages hovering in front of my eyes)


    "What do you mean, message?" He asked back.


    "Yeah, you know, like in the game?" Keith asks again.


    "Oh, that''s simple; just say open messages, I think," he said while brandishing his sword. As I repeat his words, the messages open up, and my eyes widen. As I read through the messages, I thought, "Fuck the what?

 Chapter 2: not your typical summoner!

    Previously in when a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist "only I can summon those"


    As I wandered deeper into the armory, I used my new skill called appraisal to know what''s the weapon''s condition or level or rank. As I scan the area, I notice various weapons that don''t belong to me. It''s says, "Unequippable. Not for your class. Unable to equip." "For fuck''s sake." Because of the summoner restrictions. "Man, based on what I watched in movies and animes, at least many of them can use weapons. Dear God, just give me some."


    I murmur to myself as we walk around the giant weapon room. I notice a section filled with various staffs and wands. One staff, in particular, caught my eye. It was slender and elegantly carved, with a crystal orb at the top that sparkled with a myriad of colors. I approached it, feeling a strange pull toward the staff.


    "What''s this?" I asked aloud, reaching out to touch it. As my fingers brushed against the cool surface, a surge of energy coursed through me, and the orb began to glow brighter.


    "Ah, the Staff of Echoes," the emperor said, stepping closer. "It is said to amplify the abilities of a summoner, allowing them to call forth more powerful entities. However, it requires a strong will to wield."


    "Amplify my abilities?" I repeated, my heart racing. "That sounds promising."


    "Indeed," the emperor nodded. "But be warned, it will test your resolve. If you choose this staff, you must be prepared to face challenges that will push you to your limits."


    I took a deep breath, weighing my options. The idea of wielding a staff that could enhance my summoning powers was enticing. "Score! I... I mean, I¡¯ll take it," I declared, my voice steady. "I want the Staff of Echoes," he said. As I appraise it, I can see its stats.


    I stared at my status window, my heart racing as I processed the numbers. The Staff of Echoes was already boosting my stats significantly, and I felt a surge of excitement at the potential it held. But as I scanned my teammate''s stats, my shoulder went limp. "Fuck it, what do I expect from the weakest class? All of their stats are all at +20.


    I couldn''t help but feel a wave of self-doubt wash over me as I compared my stats to those of my companions. Joshua, with his divine swordmaster class, had an impressive array of abilities, and the others¡ªChris, Vismond, and the army-cut guy¡ªwere all equally formidable. Their stats were double mine, and I felt like I was standing in the shadow of giants.


    "Hey, don''t look so down, Keith," Joshua said, noticing my expression. "You¡¯ve got that staff now, and it sounds like it could really help you out. Plus, summoners can be pretty versatile. You just need to find the right strategy."


    "Yeah, right," I replied, forcing a smile. "I¡¯ll just be the guy who stands in the back and throws swords while you all do the heavy lifting."


    "Don''t underestimate yourself," Chris chimed in, his voice reassuring. "Every class has its strengths. You just need to figure out how to use yours effectively."


    "Don''t underestimate yourself," Chris chimed in, his voice reassuring. "Every class has its strengths. You just need to figure out how to use yours effectively."


    "Exactly; we might need your brains in strategizing," Vismond added, his violet hair catching the light as he nodded. "You might surprise us all. Besides, we¡¯re in this together. We¡¯ll support each other."


    I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the lingering self-doubt. My companions were right; I needed to focus on what I could bring to the table rather than what I lacked. After all, we were in this together, and I had a feeling that my summoning abilities could turn out to be more useful than I initially thought.


    "Alright, let''s do this," I said, my voice gaining a bit more confidence. "I may not be the strongest, but I¡¯ll figure out how to make this summoner thing work for me."


    The emperor smiled, clearly pleased with my newfound determination. "That¡¯s the spirit, Keith. Remember, the true strength of a hero lies not just in their power but in their heart and resolve."


    With my Staff of Echoes in hand, we left the armory and headed to our rooms as they happily discussed what we were going to do tomorrow and our positioning. They advised me to remain at the back and watch the rear while I figured out my summoning skills. And before I sleep, I notice 4 unopened messages, and I ask Joshua how to open them.


    "Hey, Joshua," I called out, trying to catch his attention as he was chatting animatedly with Chris and Vismond about their plans for the monster hunt. "How do I open these messages? I have four of them, and I have no idea what they are." (The messages hovering in front of my eyes)


    "Oh, what do you mean, message?" He asked back.


    "Yeah, you know, like in the game?" Keith asks again.


    "Oh, that''s simple; just say open messages, I think," he said while brandishing his sword. As I repeat his words, the messages open up, and my eyes widen. As I read through the messages, I thought, "Fuck the what?


    The messages flickered to life before me, each one glowing with a faint light. I felt a mix of anticipation and dread as I began to read through them, my heart racing with each line.


    <h5>Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist! "Only I can summon those!!"</h5>


    Chapter 2: not your typical summoner!


    System message notification!!


    Message 1: Quest Notification You have received a new quest: "The Call of the Wild." Objective: Summon a normal-grade creature from the wild to aid you in your journey. Reward: 500 XP, Summoner''s Charm.


    "Bruh! This is awesome! It means I can summon monsters, not guns!" I excitedly think to myself, hiding my grin into my blanket. "Oh, open the next message," I command.


    Message 2: Skill Acquisition Congratulations! You have unlocked a new skill: "Summon Familiar." Description: Call forth a small creature to assist you in battle. The familiar will grow stronger as you do. Cooldown: 10 minutes. Summon grade: basic level.


    "Uhm¡­ not too shabby; maybe I can summon a flock of magic birds or ants or something like that," I imagine. "Next!"


    Message 3: You have received "50 points to unlock your summons (slots 0/5).


    Description: Each and every summon is based on levels or ranks, from basic to normal to advanced to expert to veteran summon. Each summon has a conditional point requirement before you can unlock it. After you unlock it, you can summon it again; it will take your summon slots. And each summon is unlockable based on level requirements. And every time you level up, you can gain 100 points, and every monster you kill will give you additional points; for example, you killed an E-rank, which is equivalent to the basic rank in your system. It can give you additional points, for example. You killed an E-rank best witch, which is equivalent to a basic rank in your system. It can give you 5 points. And 10 experience points


    Normal grade f, B, Rank beast can give you 10-20 points.


    C, C++ rank: Normal Grade beast: 30-35 points


    A, +A rank advance grade beast: 50-60 points


    S, S+ Rank, or Expert Grade Beast: 70-1400 points


    Ss, Ss+ Sss Rank, or veteran Grade beast: 1500-10000 points. Each and every rank of monster can give you specific experience points. But there is a mission reward for each boss monster, rare, or first-time monster you defeated. Example: You killed a king slime of normal grade. Can give you 500 points. And so on¡­


    I blinked, processing the information. The first message was a quest, which seemed straightforward enough. The second was a skill that could potentially change the tide of battle for me. The third was an item that could enhance my abilities, and the last one was a stark reminder of my current limitations.


    System message notification!!! "Huh, another one?! Ok, open!?" As I open the message, it puts a smile on my face. "This is what I needed.


    Daily Quest! 10 push-ups and 10 sit-ups. 10 squats. 10 minutes run.


    Reward: 10 experience points. 1 stat point


    I couldn''t help but chuckle at the simplicity of the last message. "Daily quest? Really? This is what I need to do to level up?" I thought, shaking my head in amusement. But as I considered it, I realized that even the smallest tasks could contribute to my growth.


    "Alright, I can do this," I muttered to myself, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. "If I want to be a better summoner, I need to get stronger, and that means putting in the work."


    With my mind made up, I decided to tackle the daily quest first thing in the morning. I could already envision myself doing push-ups and sit-ups, feeling the burn in my muscles as I pushed through the exercises. It was a small step, but it was a step nonetheless.


    I glanced at the other messages again, excitement bubbling within me. The quest to summon a creature from the wild was particularly enticing. "I wonder what kind of creature I could summon," I mused. "Maybe a wolf or a hawk? Something that could help me scout or fight."


    The skill "Summon Familiar" also intrigued me. A small creature to assist me in battle could be a game-changer. I imagined a tiny dragon or a mischievous sprite flitting around, distracting enemies while I summoned more powerful beings.


    As I lay in bed, I felt a sense of camaraderie with my teammates. They were all strong, but I had my own unique path to carve. I might not be the strongest fighter, but with the right strategy and my new abilities, I could contribute in ways they might not expect.


    The thought of unlocking new summons excited me. I could already picture the various creatures I could encounter and the potential they held. Each rank of summon had its own unique abilities, and I was determined to unlock as many as I could.


    With a yawn, I settled into my blankets, the Staff of Echoes resting beside me. I felt a sense of comfort knowing that I had a powerful tool at my disposal. The challenges ahead would be daunting, but I was ready to face them head-on.


    As I drifted off to sleep, I made a mental note to discuss my plans with the others in the morning. I wanted to strategize how we could tackle the quest together and make the most of my new abilities. In my dream world, I can see a lot of things like swords, guns, shotguns, and mini guns, and what''s makes my eyes widen is the futuristic mecha Gundams, mecha suits, Iron Man''s suits, and Mask Rider suits. Lightsaber and many things. "Man, I wish I could summon those babies!" As I said that, I heard a notification, but I didn''t see a system message, so I ignored it and continued to drift into my sleep.


    A vivid voice reverberates; it''s unclear for him what he hears. Congratulations! The system grants your wish!!!!


    The next morning, I woke up early, the sun just beginning to rise. I stretched, feeling the stiffness in my muscles from the previous day''s excitement. "Time to get to work," I said to myself, pushing off the blankets and getting out of bed.


    I started with the push-ups, counting each one as I went. The burn in my arms and chest felt good, a reminder that I was taking steps to improve myself. After finishing the push-ups, I moved on to sit-ups and squats, each repetition fueling my determination.


    Once I completed the exercises, I felt invigorated. I could already feel a slight increase in my stamina, and I was eager to see how it would translate into my abilities.


    System notification alert!!


    You complete your daily quest!


    Do you want to accept your reward? Yes, no?


    Huh? Isn''t it obvious? Yeeessssss!!! I exaggeratedly answer as I receive my rewards and see my status window. I have one point to allocate into my stats. "Uhm¡­ where should I put you¡­? Ok, there I put the new stat at defense. It''s better than sturdy than sorry, hihihi," I chuckle.


    As I allocated my stat point into defense, I felt a subtle shift within me. It was as if a protective barrier had been reinforced, making me feel a bit more secure in my role as a summoner. I glanced at my status window again, noting the changes.


    Status Window:


    Name: Keith


    Race: human/otherworlder


    Class: True Summoner (cold summoner)


    Level: 0


    HP: 10/10 (vitality effect from equipment +10)


    MP: 10/10


    Stamina: 10/10


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    Defense: 1+10 (+1 from daily quest)


    Attack: 1 + 10. Dexterity: 1 + 10. Agility: 1+10. Tenacity: 1 + 10. Intelligence: 1 + 10. Vitality: 1 + 10


    Summon Slots: 0/5


    Summon points available: 50


    Experience Points: 10/100


    I couldn''t help but smile at the progress I was making. It was just the beginning, but every little bit counted. I felt a surge of motivation as I thought about the quest ahead and the potential creatures I could summon.


    After finishing my morning routine, I decided to head to the common area where my teammates were likely gathering. As I walked through the halls, I could hear their laughter and chatter, a comforting sound that reminded me I wasn''t alone in this journey.


    When I entered the common area, I found Joshua, Chris, Vismond, and Cain already discussing their plans for the day. They looked up as I approached, and Joshua grinned.


    "Hey, look who decided to join us! How''s the summoner life treating you?" he teased, a playful glint in his eyes.


    "Pretty good, actually," I replied, feeling a bit more confident. "I completed my daily quest and even got a stat point to allocate."


    "Defense," I said, shrugging. "I figured it¡¯s better to be sturdy than sorry, right?"


    "Smart move," Vismond nodded. "You¡¯ll need all the defense you can get, especially if you¡¯re planning to summon creatures that might draw aggro. But wait, you can receive a daily quest?"


    "Huh?! You don''t have one? Keith asked back, eyes widened.


    "Yeah, we all don''t have one except for the three main quests: defeat the demon lord''s and become stronger just like that," Joshua replied, scratching his head. "I mean, I¡¯ve been focusing on my own training and getting the wits of my class, you know, but I didn¡¯t realize you had a daily quest system. Bruh, that''s cheating," Josh jokingly said.


    I chuckled at Joshua''s playful jab. "Cheating? More like a unique advantage," I replied, feeling a sense of pride in my newfound abilities. "But hey, every little bit helps, right?"


    Chris leaned forward, intrigued. "So, what¡¯s your plan for today? You mentioned something about a quest?"


    "Yeah, I got a quest called ''The Call of the Wild.'' I need to summon a creature from the wild to aid us," I explained, excitement bubbling in my chest. "I was thinking we could tackle it together. Maybe you guys can help me find a good spot to summon something?"


    Vismond nodded, his violet hair swaying slightly. "That sounds like a solid plan. We can scout the nearby forest; it¡¯s known for having a variety of creatures. Just be careful; some of them can be quite aggressive."


    "Exactly," Joshua added, his expression serious for a moment. "We should stick together. If you summon something, it might attract attention, and we don¡¯t want to get overwhelmed."


    "Right," I agreed, feeling a mix of anticipation and nerves. "I¡¯ll do my best to summon something useful. Maybe a wolf or a bird for scouting?"


    "Those sound like great options," Chris said, his enthusiasm infectious. "Let¡¯s get moving then! The sooner we start, the sooner you can summon your first creature."


    With that, we gathered our gear and set out toward the forest. The morning sun filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground as we walked. I felt a sense of camaraderie with my teammates, their presence reassuring as we ventured into the unknown.


    As we approached the edge of the forest, the atmosphere shifted. The sounds of chirping birds and rustling leaves filled the air, creating a serene backdrop for our adventure. I could feel the excitement bubbling within me, mixed with a hint of anxiety. This was my first real opportunity to prove myself as a summoner, and I wanted to make it count.


    "Alright, Keith," Joshua said, breaking the silence as we reached a clearing. "This looks like a good spot. It¡¯s open enough for you to summon something without too many distractions."


    I nodded, taking a deep breath to steady my nerves. "Thanks, guys. I appreciate the support." I stepped into the center of the clearing, feeling the energy of the forest around me. The Staff of Echoes felt warm in my hand, almost as if it was resonating with the natural magic of the area.


    "Remember, focus on what you want to summon," Chris advised, his voice calm and encouraging. "Visualize it in your mind, and let the staff channel that energy."


    I closed my eyes, picturing a majestic wolf with shimmering fur, strong and agile. I imagined it bounding through the forest, ready to protect and assist us. But all I can see is a sword, a lot of it. But I ignore it. I summon thee, creature of the wild!"I called out, raising the Staff of Echoes high. "Come forth and aid me! "I said, but in my surprise, I heard a system notification, and it says, Unable to summon; please select/buy your summon at the summon selection window.


    I blinked in confusion as the notification faded away. "Unable to summon? What do you mean?" I muttered, glancing at my teammates, who were watching me with a mix of curiosity and concern.


    "What''s wrong?" Joshua asked, stepping closer. "Did it work?"


    "I... I think I need to select a summon first," I replied, feeling a bit embarrassed. "It seems I can''t just call forth any creature I want without having it unlocked or selected first, hehehe," I shyly said, scratching my head.


    Chris furrowed his brow. "That makes sense. You have summon slots, right? Maybe you need to fill those slots with specific creatures before you can summon them."


    "Yeah, I guess that¡¯s how it works," I said, feeling a bit deflated. "I thought I could just summon whatever I imagined."


    Vismond crossed his arms, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Well, you have 50 summon points available. Maybe you can use those to unlock a creature right now?"


    "Right!" I exclaimed, feeling a spark of hope. "Let me check the summon selection window."


    I focused my mind, trying to access the summon selection interface. A translucent screen appeared before me, displaying a list of basic weapons. As I saw that, my eyes widened in disbelief. WEAPONS! What the fuck is that!!!? "I shouted as the basic window opens. It''s reveals tons of basic tier weapons like.


    *Basic sword: 5 points. To unlock


    *Basic bow: 5 points to unlock


    *Basic spear: 5 points to unlock


    Basic shield: 5 points to unlock


    Basic medkit: 5 points to unlock


    Basic knife: 5 points to unlock


    Basic longsword: 5 points to unlock


    Throwing knife: 5 points to unlock.


    Basic leather armor set: 10 points to unlock


    Basic chainmail: 5 points to unlock


    Once unlocked, you can put it in your item box, but when destroyed, you need to buy it again at your item shop.


    I stared at the list of weapons, my mind racing. "What the hell? I thought I was supposed to summon creatures, not weapons!" I exclaimed, frustration bubbling up inside me. "This is not what I had in mind at all!"


    Joshua raised an eyebrow, glancing at the screen. "Well, it looks like you can unlock weapons instead of creatures. Maybe it¡¯s a unique feature of your summoner class?"


    "Yeah, but I wanted a wolf or something cool, not a basic sword!" I groaned, running a hand through my hair. "What am I supposed to do with a sword? I can¡¯t even equip it!"


    "Hahahaha, maybe this is the reason why your class is considered as the weakest class in this world, Vismond said while laughing.


    I shot Vismond a glare, but I couldn''t help the small smile that crept onto my face. "Thanks for the support, Vismond," I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes. "But seriously, this is frustrating. I thought summoners were supposed to call forth powerful creatures, not just weapons."


    "Yeah, in our world, or in animes, yes. But here, a summoner was considered the weakest of all. This makes sense when Emperor Vlad explains it to us yesterday. Chris chimes in.


    "Maybe there''s more to it than just weapons," Joshua suggested, trying to be optimistic. "You might be able to summon creatures later on, but for now, it looks like you have to start with what''s available, or maybe later on Guns?" As he says that, my eyes widen because I remember seeing something besides the basic weapons.


    "Wait, did you say guns?" I asked, my heart racing at the thought. "Are there guns in this summon selection?"


    Joshua shrugged, a grin spreading across his face. "I mean, if there are weapons, there might be firearms too. You just have to keep looking."


    I quickly scanned the summon selection window again, my eyes darting over the list of basic weapons. Sure enough, as I scrolled down, I spotted a few entries that made my pulse quicken:


    *Basic flintlock: 10 points to unlock


    *Basic Buffalo Bill Remington: 15 points to unlock


    *Basic yellow hair Remington revolver: 20 points to unlock


    *Basic shotgun Cimarron 1878: 10 points to unlock


    *Basic crossbow: 10 points to unlock


    *Basic ammo 10 points to unlock


    Other weapons will be available after you level up.


    I couldn''t believe my eyes. The prospect of summoning firearms was exhilarating. "This is insane!" I exclaimed, my excitement bubbling over. "I can actually summon guns! This changes everything!"


    "Whoa, hold on a second," Chris said, raising a hand. "Just because you can summon guns doesn''t mean you should rush into it. You still need to think strategically about what you want to unlock."


    "Yeah, remember you only have 50 points for now," Josh added.


    "Yeah, I get that," I replied, my mind racing with possibilities. "But think about it! I could summon a shotgun for close combat or a revolver for quick shots. It could really help us out in battles! Hahaha, call me The American!!!" I smugly said. .


    "Is it it only guns and swords that are the ones you can summon, or are there more you''re not looking at?" Cain chimed in.


    As he said that, I noticed under the bar basic weapons are


    Condition and level haven''t met.


    Normal weapons (lock)


    Advanced weapons (lock)


    Expert weapons (lock)


    Veteran weapons (lock)


    I felt a mix of excitement and frustration as I scanned the locked categories. "So, it looks like I can only summon basic weapons for now," I said, my enthusiasm slightly dampened. "But at least I have options."


    "Hey, don''t get discouraged," Joshua said, clapping me on the back. "You¡¯ve got a unique opportunity here. Not many summoners can wield weapons, even if they¡¯re basic ones. You can still be a valuable asset to the team."


    "Yeah, I guess you''re right," I replied, trying to shake off the disappointment. "But I still want to summon a creature. I mean, that¡¯s what summoners do, right?"


    Just give up on that. You''re not a summoner for creatures; you''re a summoner of Moder weapons! Think about it, Keith; this is why this world summoner is considered weak because they can''t use or understand how to use a gun, let alone shoot it. Or maybe just maybe... Summoner in this world is a job specific for us... otherworlders." As he says that, our eyes widen at the realization.


    "Wait, are you saying that summoners in this world are specifically meant for otherworlders like us?" I asked, my mind racing with the implications. "That would explain why I can summon weapons instead of creatures."


    "Exactly," Cain said, nodding thoughtfully. "It seems like the system is tailored to your unique background. You might not be able to summon creatures like traditional summoners, but you can wield weapons that could turn the tide in battle."


    "That¡¯s a pretty big advantage," Chris added, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "If you can summon firearms, you could provide ranged support while we handle close combat."


    "Yeah, but I still feel like I¡¯m missing out on the whole summoning creatures aspect," I admitted, crossing my arms. "I wanted to be the one calling forth powerful beasts to fight alongside us."


    "And maybe this is why you got summoned here with us, because we will be needing you in this battle," Joshua added, and our faces darken.


    The weight of Joshua''s words hung in the air, a stark reminder of the challenges we faced. The looming threat of the demon lord and the battles ahead made it clear that we needed every advantage we could muster. I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the lingering frustration about my summoning abilities.


    "Alright, let''s focus on what we can do," I said, determination creeping back into my voice. "I may not be able to summon creatures right now, but I can still unlock some powerful weapons. And who knows? Maybe one day instead of a dragon, I can summon a Gundam," I jokingly said. And all of their heads turn to me. .


    "Wait, did you just say Gundam?" Joshua asked, his eyes wide with disbelief. "You mean those giant robot suits from that anime?"


    "Yeah, exactly!" I replied, a grin spreading across my face. "Imagine summoning a massive mech to fight alongside us. That would be epic!"


    Vismond chuckled, shaking his head. "As much as I love the idea, I think we should focus on the basics for now. You have 50 summon points, and we need to make sure you choose wisely."


    "Right, right," I said, trying to rein in my excitement. "But still, the thought of summoning a giant robot is just too cool to ignore."


    "Okay, let''s get back on track," Chris said, his tone serious. "What do you want to unlock first? You have a few options, and we should strategize based on what we might face in the wild."


    I nodded, taking a moment to consider my choices. "I think I should start with a ranged weapon. A basic shotgun could be useful for close combat, and it would give me some firepower without putting me in too much danger."


    "Good choice," Joshua agreed. "Shotguns are great for dealing with multiple enemies at close range. Plus, you can use it to cover us while we engage in melee combat."


    "Alright, let''s do it," I said, feeling a surge of determination. I focused on the summon selection window, my heart racing as I selected the basic shotgun.


    Basic shotgun Cimarron 1878: 10 points to unlock


    I confirmed my choice, and a notification appeared before me.


    System Notification: You have unlocked the basic shotgun Cimarron 1878! Is now in your inventory (item box)


    "Open inventory," I commanded.


    I felt a rush of energy as the shotgun materialized in my hands, its weight reassuring. I examined it closely, admiring the craftsmanship. "This is awesome!" I exclaimed, feeling a newfound sense of confidence.


    "Now you¡¯re armed and ready," Chris said, giving me a thumbs-up. "What¡¯s next?"


    I glanced back at the summon selection window, contemplating my options. "I think I should unlock some basic ammo next. I don¡¯t want to run out of firepower in the middle of a fight."


    Basic ammo: 10 points to unlock


    I confirmed the selection, and another notification appeared.


    I felt a sense of satisfaction as I added the ammo to my inventory. "Alright, I¡¯m feeling good about this. I have a shotgun and ammo now. I can provide some decent support."


    System Notification: You have unlocked Basic Ammo! You now have in your inventory 100/100 ammo for any weapons. To replenish it, you need to use mana to fill it up. Mana needed 5 points for a basic ammo crate.


    System notification alert!!


    Congratulations! You have completed your job-specific quest! You are rewarded with 500 experience points!


    You level up!


    You level up!


    You level up!


    You are now level 3.


    Your experience points: 0/400


    You now have now 12 stat points.


    "Woa, that was quick!" As I said that, I forgot about it easily because of the antics of my party.


    "Just remember to aim," Vismond teased, a smirk on his face. "We wouldn¡¯t want you to accidentally shoot one of us."


    "Ha ha, very funny," I replied, rolling my eyes. "I¡¯ll be careful."


    "Okay, so what¡¯s the plan now?" Joshua asked, looking around the clearing. "Do you want to try summoning again, or should we head into the forest to fight monsters and up?"


    I took a moment to consider our options, the weight of the shotgun in my hands feeling both reassuring and empowering. "I think we should head into the forest and see if we can find some monsters to fight. I want to test out my new shotgun and see how it feels in action."


    "Sounds like a plan," Joshua said, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "We can scout ahead and look for any creatures that might be lurking around."


    Chris nodded in agreement. "Let¡¯s stick together and keep an eye out for anything that looks like it could be a threat. Remember, we don¡¯t know what we might encounter in there."


    Vismond adjusted his stance, readying himself for whatever lay ahead. "I¡¯ll take point. I can sense any hostile creatures before they get too close."


    With that, we set off into the forest, the sounds of nature enveloping us as we moved deeper into the trees. The sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting a warm glow on the forest floor. I felt a mix of anticipation and nervousness as we ventured further, my heart racing at the thought of our first encounter.


    As we walked, I couldn¡¯t help but think about my new abilities. The Staff of Echoes felt like a powerful ally, and I was eager to see how it would enhance my summoning skills. I also felt a sense of pride in my decision to unlock the shotgun; it was a step toward becoming a more versatile member of our team.


    After a few minutes of walking, Vismond raised a hand, signaling us to stop. "I think I hear something up ahead," he whispered, his violet hair catching the light as he focused intently on the sounds around us.


    We all fell silent, straining our ears to listen. Sure enough, I could hear the faint rustling of leaves and the low growl of a creature nearby. My heart raced with excitement. "What do you think it is?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.


    "Could be a wolf or something similar," Joshua replied, his expression serious. "We should be ready for anything."


    "Alright, let¡¯s approach cautiously," Chris suggested. "Keith, stay behind us and be prepared to use your shotgun if necessary."


    I nodded, gripping the shotgun tightly as we moved forward, Vismond leading the way. As we crept closer, the sounds grew louder, and soon we found ourselves peering through the underbrush into a small clearing.


    What we saw made my heart skip a beat. A large, feral wolf stood in the center of the clearing, its fur matted and dirty, eyes glinting with hunger. It was clearly on the prowl, searching for its next meal.


    "That¡¯s definitely a wolf," Vismond said, his voice low. "It looks like it hasn¡¯t eaten in a while. We need to be careful."


    "Should I shoot it?" I asked, my mind racing with possibilities. "Or maybe I could tame it or something?"


    "Shoot it!" Cain said, and he dashed forward and started the assault. "Cover our rear! Vismond left Wolf Chris to support Josh on me!" He ordered, and everybody sprang into action as we faced not one but nine wolves, or they called a greater wolf.


    Named: Greater wolves


    Level: 4


    Rank: E basic beats


    System alert: Party Quest has arrived! Defeat the greater wolf pack. 0/9 reward: instant level up. 1 free stat.


    As the chaos erupted around us, I felt a surge of adrenaline. Nine greater wolves? This was going to be a challenge. I quickly assessed the situation, my heart pounding in my chest.


    "Alright, I¡¯ll cover you!" I shouted, positioning myself behind a tree for some cover. I raised the shotgun, feeling the weight of it in my hands. The wolves were circling, their eyes glinting with predatory hunger, and I knew I had to act fast.


    "Keith, aim for the lead wolf!" Joshua called out, his sword drawn and ready. "We need to take them down one at a time!"


    I took a deep breath, focusing on the lead wolf as it lunged toward us. Its powerful muscles rippled beneath its fur, and I could see the sharp teeth bared in a snarl. I steadied my aim, remembering the advice Chris had given me about visualization.


    "Here goes nothing," I muttered, squeezing the trigger.


    The shotgun roared to life, the blast echoing through the clearing. The lead wolf yelped in surprise as the shot hit it squarely in the side, sending it tumbling to the ground.


    System notification: You have defeated a Greater Wolf. 10 points will be rewarded.


    You have gained 10 experience points for killing a greater wolf.


    For killing a monster of its kind for the first time, you will be rewarded 200 experience points.


    "Nice shot!" Chris shouted, his eyes wide with excitement. "Keep it up!"


    But the other wolves were undeterred. They charged forward, their growls filling the air as they closed in on us. Vismond and Cain sprang into action, engaging the nearest wolves with swift strikes.


    "Watch your backs!" Vismond shouted, dodging a wolf''s lunge and countering with a powerful kick that sent it sprawling.


    I quickly reloaded my shotgun, adrenaline coursing through my veins. I could feel the energy of the Staff of Echoes pulsing beside me, urging me to summon something, but I knew I had to focus on the immediate threat.


    "Joshua, to your left!" I yelled, pointing as a wolf lunged at him from the side. He spun around just in time, slashing with his sword and catching the wolf mid-air.


    "Thanks, Keith!" he grinned, but there was no time to celebrate. The remaining wolves were still advancing, and I needed to keep firing.


    I took aim again, this time targeting a wolf that was trying to flank Vismond. I pulled the trigger, and the shotgun barked once more, the shot hitting the wolf and sending it crashing into the underbrush.


    2/9 wolves


    You have received a shared experience points 5.


    The adrenaline surged through me as I continued to fire at the advancing wolves, each shot echoing in the clearing. The chaos of battle surrounded us, but I felt a strange sense of clarity amidst the chaos. I was no longer just a summoner; I was a part of this team, and I had a role to play.


    "Keep it up, Keith! You''re doing great!" Chris shouted, his voice cutting through the din of growls and snarls. I could see him and Vismond working in tandem, their movements fluid as they took down wolves with precision.


    I reloaded my shotgun, my heart racing as I scanned the area for my next target. The remaining wolves were becoming more aggressive, their pack mentality kicking in as they sought to overwhelm us. I could see one of them circling around, trying to flank me.


    "Watch out!" I yelled, pointing at the wolf that was sneaking up on Chris. He turned just in time to see it lunging at him, and with a swift motion, he dispatched it with a well-placed strike.


    "Thanks, Keith!" he called back, a grin on his face. "You''re really getting the hang of this!"


    I felt a surge of pride at his words, but there was no time to dwell on it. I had to stay focused. I aimed at another wolf, this one darting toward Vismond, who was currently engaged with two others. I squeezed the trigger, and the shotgun roared again, hitting the wolf squarely in the side.


    3/9 wolves defeated.


    You have received 10 summon points and 10 experience points.


    "Nice shot!" Vismond shouted, dodging a wolf''s attack and countering with a powerful kick that sent it sprawling. "Keep them coming!"


    The remaining wolves were starting to panic, realizing that their numbers were dwindling. I could see the fear in their eyes as they hesitated, unsure of whether to continue their assault or retreat.


    "Don''t let up!" Joshua shouted, his sword flashing as he took down another wolf. "We need to finish this!"


    I took a deep breath, feeling the energy of the Staff of Echoes coursing through me. I could sense the potential within me, the ability to summon something powerful if I just focused. But for now, I had to keep firing.


    I aimed at the last two wolves, who were now trying to regroup. I pulled the trigger, and the shotgun fired once more, hitting one of them and sending it tumbling to the ground.


    4/9 wolves defeated.


    You have received 10 summon points and you have received 10 experience points.


    "Just a few more!" Chris encouraged, his voice steady. "We can do this!"


    The last wolf falls because of Josh/We finally completed the party quest. And we all instantly level up. I became level 4 while the four of them reach level 5.


    "Well, not much of a gap!" I said.


    As the last wolf fell, the clearing fell silent except for the heavy breathing of our group. I felt a rush of exhilaration wash over me, a mix of adrenaline and triumph. We had faced down a pack of greater wolves and emerged victorious.


    To be continued...

 Chapter 3: Guns vs swords!

    Filipino Got Isekai''d with a Twist: "Only I Can Summon Those!!"


    Chapter 3:Guns vs swords!


    As the last wolf crumpled to the ground, I felt a wave of relief wash over me. The adrenaline from the fight still coursed through my veins, and I couldn''t help but grin at my teammates. We had done it! We had taken down a pack of greater wolves, and I had played a crucial role in the battle. And w''re all received a system notification. As Keith, Jos, Vismond, Chris, and Cain look into it.


    "System notification!


    You have received Greater Wolf loot.


    Greater Wolf''s Fangs - 9/9


    Greater wolves hide -9-9


    Greater wolves medium meat-9/9


    "Wow, we really cleaned up!" Keith exclaimed, his eyes wide with excitement as he examined the loot. "These fangs could fetch a good price in town, and the hides... we could make some decent armor!"


    Josh, always the strategist, chimed in, "We should split the loot evenly. Each of us gets a fang, a hide, and some meat. That way, we all benefit from the spoils of our hard work."


    Vismond nodded, his brow furrowed in thought. "But what about the meat? We could cook it and restore some health. I say we keep the meat for ourselves and use it for our next adventure."


    Chris, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up. "I think we should also consider what we can do with the fangs and hides. If we can find a blacksmith or a merchant, we might be able to trade them for better gear or supplies."


    Cain, the quietest of the group, looked at the loot with a contemplative expression. "What if we use the fangs to craft weapons? I¡¯ve heard that they can be used to make some powerful items if we find the right person."


    As the group debated the best course of action, I felt a strange sensation wash over me. It was as if the world around me was shifting, and I could sense a presence nearby. I glanced around, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary.


    "Nah, we should sell it and buy some gears, but we can use the meats," Chris suggested.


    "Yeah, we should. Besides, we already have our legendary weapons, so we don''t have to craft a weapon," Josh added.


    "Hey, guys," I said, trying to shake off the feeling. "What do you think we should do next? Should we head back to town or explore a bit more?"


    And we explored deeper into the forest and grinded some levels. At the end of the day, I raised my level to 7 while Josh and the others were able to reach level 10 and were able to unlock new elemental skills of their class. I was jealous of them. (Tsk) For my summoner class, I was able to unlock more weapons now, but I didn''t buy any weapons yet. I saved it for later so I can decide of what weapon I''m going to unlock first. As we enter the castle quarters, one guard enters our room and tells us that the emperor wants to have an audience with us, so we agree, and the guard leads us.


    As we followed the guard through the dimly lit corridors of the castle, I couldn''t shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in my stomach. The grandeur of the castle was impressive, with its towering stone walls and intricate tapestries, but the weight of the emperor''s summons felt heavy on my shoulders. What could he possibly want with us at this late ?


    The guard finally stopped in front of a large, ornate door, its surface carved with intricate designs depicting battles and mythical creatures. He turned to us, his expression serious. "The emperor will see you now. Remember sir heroes to show respect."


    With a nod, he pushed the door open, revealing a lavish chamber filled with golden accents and a large throne at the far end. The emperor sat regally, his presence commanding and intimidating. He was an older man, with a long, white beard and piercing blue eyes that seemed to assess us with a single glance.


    "Welcome, back our heroes," he said, his voice deep and resonant. "I have heard of your exploits in the forest. You have proven yourselves capable against the greater wolves, and for that, I commend you."


    We exchanged glances, a mix of pride and nervousness washing over us. I stepped forward, feeling the need to speak. "Thank you, Your Majesty. We were just doing what we could to help."


    The emperor raised a hand, silencing me. "Your efforts are commendable, but I have a more pressing matter at hand. There is a growing darkness in the land, and I fear that it is only a matter of time before it reaches my kingdom. And as this world renowned heroes, I need you to go to Vuena Village because the demon lord''s army is coming around there."


    The weight of the emperor''s words hung in the air, and I could feel the tension in the room rise. A growing darkness? A demon lord''s army? It sounded like something straight out of a fantasy novel, but here we were, living it.


    "Vuena Village?" Cain echoed, his brow furrowing. "Isn''t that the place known for its rich resources? Why would the demon lord target it?"


    The emperor nodded gravely. "Precisely. The village is a vital part of our kingdom''s economy. If the demon lord''s forces take control, it could spell disaster for us all. I need you to travel there, gather information, and, if possible, thwart their plans."


    Josh stepped forward, his expression serious. "What kind of forces are we up against? Do you have any intel on their numbers or capabilities?"


    The emperor leaned forward, his blue eyes narrowing. "Reports indicate that the demon lord''s army is vast and varied. They have been seen recruiting monsters and dark creatures from the surrounding areas. You will need to be cautious and prepared for anything."


    Vismond crossed his arms, his mind clearly racing. "What resources can you provide us with? We may need supplies or reinforcements for this mission."


    The emperor waved a hand, and a servant stepped forward, carrying a small chest. "Inside, you will find potions, food supplies, and a few enchanted items to aid you on your journey. Use them wisely."


    I felt a mix of excitement and anxiety. This was our chance to prove ourselves, but the stakes were higher than ever. "What about the villagers? Should we warn them?" I asked, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside.


    The emperor nodded. "Yes, if you can,and if you can reinforce the village using your knowledge from your world if you allow it sir heroes and can you warn them of the impending danger. They may have valuable information or resources that could assist you. But be careful; the demon lord''s scouts may already be in the area."


    "Why you say we can warn them ,like the people don''t need to know about the impending attack?" Josh ask.


    "The emperor pinch his nose." Because we don''t want the people to panic. We have so much on our plate so we don''t need to add a mass panic in it." As he explain we all nodded and bow


    As we prepared to leave, Chris turned to the emperor. "Your Majesty, if we succeed in this mission, what will happen to the village and the kingdom?"


    The emperor''s expression softened slightly. "If you succeed, you will not only save Vuena Village but also earn the gratitude of my kingdom. I will ensure that you are rewarded handsomely for your bravery."


    With that, we bowed respectfully and exited the chamber, the weight of our new mission settling heavily on our shoulders. As we walked through the corridors of the castle, I couldn''t help but feel a sense of determination rising within me. This was our chance to make a real difference.


    Once outside, we gathered in a small courtyard, the sun shining down on us. "Alright, team," I said, trying to rally everyone. "We need to come up with a plan. We can''t just rush in blindly."


    Josh nodded, his eyes scanning the horizon. "We should gather more information about Vuena Village and the demon lord''s army. Maybe we can find some locals who can help us."


    Keith chimed in, "And we should definitely stock up on supplies before we head out. We don''t know how long this mission will take."


    Vismond added, "I can use my skills to scout ahead. If we can find a safe route to the village, it will give us an advantage." (He has now a skill called stealth.)


    Skill: Stealth. Mana consumption: 10 per minute. Cooldown: 5 minutes. Cooldown will reduce if you level up the skill.


    I nodded, feeling the weight of our mission settle in. "Alright, let''s split up our tasks. Vismond, you scout ahead and see if you can find any signs of the demon lord''s scouts or any locals who might have information. The rest of us will head to the market to stock up on supplies."


    The group agreed, and we quickly made our way to the bustling market square of the castle town. The vibrant colors of the stalls and the lively chatter of merchants and townsfolk provided a stark contrast to the serious mission ahead of us. I felt a mix of excitement and anxiety as we navigated through the crowd.


    "We''re camping out tonight. Josh set up camp. Chris gathered wood, Vismond scouted the perimeter while I prepared food, and you, Keith, sliced the wolf meats while I prepared rice," Cain ordered. But as Vismond is about to head out, I call him and pull out an item from my item box. "What...ow is this? Has night vision? He asked.


    "Yeah," I answered.


    "I didn''t know you could summon an item like this?" he asks again.


    "Yeah, me neither. I just discovered it down to the lowest of my summons list," I explained. He just nodded and headed out.


    As Vismond slipped into the shadows, I felt a sense of pride swell within me. It was moments like these that reminded me of the unique abilities I possessed as a summoner. While my friends were busy honing their combat skills, I had the power to summon items and weapons not of this world. "I''m not a weak summoner. I''ll become this world''s strongest summoner. I just need to level up more and unlock more advanced weapons. And maybe one day I''ll have something to shock this world," I said as I sliced the meats into small lengths.


    As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm glow over the campsite, I couldn''t shake the feeling of anticipation that hung in the air. The crackling fire illuminated our faces, and the aroma of cooking meat filled the space around us. I glanced at my friends, each of them focused on their tasks, and felt a surge of determination. We were on the brink of something monumental, and I was determined to prove my worth as a summoner.


    "Hey, Cain," I called out, breaking the comfortable silence. "How''s the rice coming along?"


    "Almost done," he replied, stirring the pot with a wooden spoon. "Just a few more minutes, and we¡¯ll have a feast fit for heroes."


    "Speaking of heroes," Chris chimed in, "what do you think Vismond is finding out there? I hope he¡¯s being careful."


    "Knowing him, he¡¯s probably blending in with the shadows like a ghost," Josh said with a chuckle. "But we should keep an eye out for him. We don¡¯t want to be caught off guard."


    Just as he spoke, Vismond emerged from the darkness, his expression serious. "I found something," he said, his voice low. "There are scouts, but not the demon lord¡¯s.


    "Then what did you see?" Chris asked.


    "Bandits"


    The atmosphere shifted instantly. "How many did you see?" I asked, my heart racing.


    "At least five, but they seemed to be on high alert. They¡¯re searching for something¡ªor someone," Vismond replied, his brow furrowed. "We need to be cautious. If they catch wind of us, it could spell trouble."


    "Great, we got the demon lord problem; now we have this shenanigan. What a wonderful night," Keith muttered, his excitement from earlier fading. "What do we do now?"


    I took a deep breath, trying to think clearly. "We need to gather more intel. If they¡¯re searching for something, we should find out what it is. Vismond, can you sneak closer and listen in on their conversations?"


    He nodded. "I can try, but I¡¯ll need to be quick. If they spot me, I won¡¯t have much time to escape."


    "Be careful, Vismond," I urged. "We can¡¯t afford to lose anyone now."


    As he prepared to slip back into the shadows, I felt a surge of confidence. "And if things go south, remember to use the night vision goggles I summoned. They¡¯ll give you an edge."


    Vismond gave me a grateful nod before disappearing into the darkness once more. The rest of us resumed our tasks, but the tension lingered in the air. I couldn¡¯t help but feel a mix of pride and anxiety. This was the first real test of our abilities, and I was determined to support my friends in any way I could.


    "What level are the scouts are?" Josh asks.


    "They''re all at level 10, and one of them is at least at level 15. I think we can handle them pretty easily, so how about that? he said.


    , his voice steady despite the tension in the air.


    "Level 15?" Keith echoed, his eyes widening. "That¡¯s a significant jump. We need to be careful. If they¡¯re organized enough to have a higher-level scout, they might have some tricks up their sleeves."


    "True," I agreed, my mind racing. "But if we can catch them off guard, we might be able to take them down before they realize what¡¯s happening. We have the element of surprise on our side.


    "Ok, guys, let''s prep. In 1 hour we''ll be moving!" Cain ordered. If you wonder why he''s giving us an order, it''s because he is the captain of the party.


    After we eat, we extinguish our fire and prepare for our assault on the bandits.


    As I scan to my stats window


    Name: Keith Marthin


    Race: otherworlder


    Age: 20


    Gender: male


    Class: true summoner


    Title: Color Summoner


    Level: 7


    Experience: 10/400


    Summon points: 90


    Summon box: 1/5


    Item box: 1/10


    Skill: appraisal, item box (10 slots), item shop (lock requirement level 10), summons: basic grade


    Stats: Attack: 6 + 10 + Agility: 6 + 1. Defense: 6 + 10 Intelligence: 5 + 10 Dexterity: 4 + 10 Tenacity: 5 + 10 Health: 70/70. Mana: 70/70 Stamina: 70/70


    Available stat point: 0 points


    "Alright, now my stats are looking good; now my strength is now above average. I think I''m not a weak summoner now?" I ponder.


    Weapon: staff of echoes (the staff of the damned) unequipped


    Summon: Basic shotgun, basic ammo, basic medkit.


    Summon grade level: Basic Grade??


    Basic Grade Level (1-10) ??


    Basic flintlock -??


    Basic pistol??


    Basic shotgun??


    Basic rifle lock: points needed 100 points??


    Stick grenade ??: 100 points needed


    Basic crossbow ?? 90 points needed


    Basic Crossbow Arrow (based on explosive arrows, gas gas arrows, flare arrows, and acid arrows) ?? 300 points needed


    Intermediate Grade level: (11-20)??


    Advance Grade level: (21-30)??


    Feature condition has not been met. You need to meet the requirements and level to unlock this feature. (Level 31-50) ??


    Feature condition has not been met. You need to meet the requirements and level to unlock this feature. (Level 50-60) ??


    Expert Grade level: (61-70)??


    Veteran Grade level: (71-100)??


    Feature condition has not been met. You need to meet the requirements and level to unlock this feature. (Level 101-150) ??


    Effects: It can increase the user''s S110. 10. and lower the level requirement for any summons. Can reduce mana consumption for every summon. *Can boost user experience gain by 2%.


    As I scan my summons, I can''t decide what I could unlock first for my new summon with my current points (2500 points). Thanks to those two monsters, I was able to have this many points to use. I need to be careful of using these points of mine if I want to summon a powerful weapon at the next stage/grade, as what I can see is the system is preparing me to do so.


    As I pondered over my options, the weight of my choices pressed heavily on my mind. With 2,500 summon points at my disposal, I had the opportunity to unlock something truly powerful, but I needed to be strategic. The upcoming confrontation with the bandits¡ªand potentially the demon lord''s army¡ªrequired me to make the right decision. "Bruh, level 15 bandit is no joke, even if it''s just one."


    I took a deep breath, trying to clear my mind and focus on the task at hand. The bandits were a real threat, and I needed to ensure that I was prepared for whatever lay ahead. I glanced at my summon options again, weighing the pros and cons of each potential weapon.


    "Display full list"


    *Basic sword: 5 points. To unlock


    *Basic bow: 5 points to unlock


    *Basic spear: 5 points to unlock


    Basic shield: 5 points to unlock


    Basic medkit: 5 points to unlock


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    Basic longsword: 5 points to unlock


    Throwing knife: 5 points to unlock.


    Basic leather armor set: 10 points to unlock


    Basic chainmail: 5 points to unlock


    Basic medkit: 100 points


    Basic ammo: 10 points


    Basic shield 10 points (locked


    Basic riot shield: 100 (locked)


    Basic Flintlock: 10 points (locked)


    Basic Pistol Buffalo Remington: 3030 points (locked)


    Basic Shotgun shotgun Cimarron 1878: 30 points


    Stick Grenade: 100 points (locked)


    Basic compact bow: 15 points (locked)


    Basic Crossbow: 90 points (locked)


    Basic Crossbow Arrow: 300 points (locked)


    Basic Crossbow Arrow (based on explosive arrows, gas gas arrows, flare arrows, and acid arrows) (locked) 300 points.


    I stared at the list of summons, my mind racing with possibilities. Each weapon had its own advantages, and I needed to choose wisely. The bandits were a real threat, especially with one of them being level 15. I had to ensure that I was equipped to handle whatever they threw at us.


    After a moment of contemplation, I decided to prioritize versatility and defense. The Basic Leather Armor Set would provide me with some much-needed protection, and it was only 10 points to unlock. That would leave me with 2,490 points to work with for offensive options.


    "The armor, even if it''s leather, can boost my defense even if it''s a little."


    The Basic Leather Armor Set (effects)


    Defense +5, Agility +2, Attack +1


    I made my decision and summoned the Basic Leather Armor Set.


    System notification!


    Do you want to equip the basic leather armor set? Yes, no?


    "Yes."


    As I confirm my purchase, a warm feeling of a rush of energy as the item materializes in front of me. The armor looked simple yet sturdy, crafted from tough leather that would offer decent protection without sacrificing mobility. I quickly donned the armor, feeling the weight settle comfortably on my shoulders.


    Basic Leather Armor Set effects


    Defense: +5


    Agility: +2


    Attack: +1


    "Nice choice," Cain said, glancing at my new gear. "That should help you take a hit or two if things get rough."


    "Thanks! I feel a bit more prepared now," I replied, adjusting the straps to ensure a snug fit.


    With my armor equipped, I turned my attention back to the summon list. I still had a significant number of points left, and I needed to decide on an offensive weapon. The basic flintlock and basic pistol were tempting options, but I wanted something that could give me an edge in combat. So I decided to buy the crossbow and its arrows because it''s nighttime, so we need to be stealthy this time.


    I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of my decision as I scanned the summon list once more. The basic crossbow was a perfect choice for our current situation. It would allow me to engage the bandits from a distance, keeping me out of harm''s way while still contributing to the fight. Plus, the stealth aspect of using a crossbow at night was a significant advantage.


    "Alright, let''s do this," I muttered to myself, my fingers hovering over the summon option.


    Basic Crossbow: 90 points to unlock


    I confirmed my choice, and the familiar rush of energy surged through me as the crossbow materialized in my hands. It was lightweight yet sturdy, with a sleek design that felt comfortable to hold. I quickly examined it, noting the smooth mechanism and the sturdy string that would allow for powerful shots.


    "System notification!"


    You have successfully summoned the basic crossbow!


    Do you want to swap Basic Shotgun shotgun Cimarron 1878 to your the Basic Crossbow? Yes, No?


    "Yes."


    As I equipped the crossbow, I felt a sense of empowerment wash over me. This was the weapon I needed to help my team. I glanced at the remaining summon points and saw that I still had 2,400 points left. I needed to make the most of them.


    Next, I turned my attention to the arrows. The basic crossbow arrows were essential for my new weapon, and I knew I had to summon them to be fully prepared.


    Basic Crossbow Arrow: 300 points to unlock (locked)


    I frowned at the point requirement. It seemed I wouldn''t be able to summon the arrows just yet. I would have to rely on my friends for ammunition until I could gather more summon points. But as I am regretting my decision, another notification pops up.


    System notification!


    New system unlocked!


    You can now change ammo/arrow.


    "Huh? Are you joking?"


    You can now choose at


    explosive arrows level 1


    gas arrows, level 1


    flare arrows level 1


    acid arrows level 1


    Flash arrows level 1


    Smoke arrows level 1


    Your arrow crate is currently 50/50.


    You can level them up them using your summon point. (ammunition upgrade requirements) to reach level 15.


    I stared at the new system notification, my heart racing with excitement. The ability to change my ammunition type was a game-changer. Each type of arrow had its own unique properties, and I could tailor my attacks to fit the situation.


    "Explosive arrows could deal significant damage," I thought, envisioning the chaos they could cause among the bandits. "But gas arrows could incapacitate them without drawing too much attention. Flare arrows would be useful for signaling or illuminating dark areas, while acid arrows could corrode armor and weapons."


    I weighed my options carefully. The bandits were likely to be on high alert, so stealth was crucial. I decided to prioritize the gas arrows for their ability to incapacitate enemies without causing a ruckus.


    "Alright, let''s go with gas arrows," I muttered, selecting the option from the list.


    System notification!


    You have successfully summoned gas arrows (Level 1).


    Ammo count: 50/50.


    I felt a rush of satisfaction as the arrows materialized beside me, neatly arranged and ready for use. I quickly loaded one into my crossbow, feeling the weight of the weapon in my hands.


    "Now I¡¯m really ready," I said, glancing at my friends. They were busy preparing for the upcoming confrontation, but I could see the determination in their eyes.


    "How¡¯s everyone doing?" I called out, wanting to ensure we were all on the same page.


    "We¡¯re good!" Cain replied, checking his gear. "I¡¯ve got the campfire extinguished, and I¡¯m ready to move out. Vismond should be back soon with more intel."


    "Great! I just summoned a crossbow and some gas arrows," I said, feeling a surge of confidence. "I think we have a solid chance against those bandits."


    "Who tough. You can''t equip any weapons besides your staff," he asks, eyes wide.


    "Yeah, tough that too, but it turns out I can equip anything as long as I''m the one who summons it," Keith replied.


    Cain raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed. "That''s a pretty unique ability. It gives you a lot of versatility in combat. Just make sure to use it wisely."


    "Absolutely," I replied, feeling a sense of camaraderie with my friends. "We need to work together if we want to take down those bandits and gather intel on the demon lord''s army."


    Just then, Vismond emerged from the shadows, his expression serious. "I overheard them talking. They¡¯re looking for a specific item¡ªa magical artifact that was rumored to be hidden near Vuena Village. If they find it, it could give them a significant advantage against us."


    "An artifact?" Josh asked, his interest piqued. "What kind of artifact are we talking about?"


    Vismond shook his head. "I didn¡¯t catch the details, but they mentioned something about it being powerful enough to turn the tide of battle. We need to find out more about it before they do."


    "Then we have to act fast," I said, my mind racing with possibilities. "If we can intercept the bandits and learn more about this artifact, we might be able to use it against the demon lord''s army."


    "Agreed," Cain said, his voice steady. "Let¡¯s move out and find those bandits. We¡¯ll take them by surprise and gather as much information as we can."


    With our plan set, we gathered our gear and prepared to head into the night. The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery glow over the forest as we made our way toward the bandits'' last known location. The air was thick with tension, but I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins.


    As we approached the area where Vismond had spotted the bandits, I signaled for everyone to halt. "Let¡¯s take a moment to assess the situation," I whispered, scanning the surroundings for any signs of movement.


    Vismond nodded, his eyes sharp. "I¡¯ll scout ahead and see if I can get a better look at their camp."


    "Be careful," I cautioned. "We don¡¯t want to alert them to our presence."


    Vismond slipped into the shadows once more, moving with the grace of a predator. The rest of us crouched low, waiting for his signal. The anticipation was palpable, and I could feel my heart racing as I thought about the confrontation ahead.


    After a few tense moments, Vismond returned, his expression serious. "They have a small camp set up, and I counted at least five bandits. The level 15 one is their leader, and he seems to be the one in charge of the artifact search."


    "Do you think we can take them?" Keith asked, his voice low.


    "If we catch them off guard, we have a good chance," Vismond replied. "But we need to be strategic. I suggest we split into two groups¡ªone to create a distraction while the other flanks them from behind."


    "That sounds like a solid plan," Josh agreed. "I can use my elemental skills to create a diversion. If I can draw their attention, we can catch them off guard."


    "Perfect," I said, feeling a surge of confidence. "Vismond and I can flank them while the rest of you create the distraction. Let¡¯s move quickly and quietly."


    As he said that, another notification pops up.


    System notification! The emergency quest has arrived!


    Defeat all the bandits 20/20.


    Free the captives 10/10


    Reward instant level up


    job specific upgrade rune x1( summoner)


    All Stat points + 3


    Healing scroll ( intermediate Grade)


    Random box x 4


    "Man, this is a big deal if the reward is this good," Cain said.


    "Yeah. I think the system deemed this mission achievable if it''s not telling us not to run," Josh added.


    "Well, another reason for us to do this quest," I chime in.


    "Alright, enough with the chitchat; let''s head out!" Cain ordered.


    As we prepared to execute our plan, I felt a sense of unity with my friends. We were a team, and together, we could face whatever challenges lay ahead. With a final nod, we split into our designated groups, ready to confront the bandits and uncover the truth about the artifact.


    As Josh unleashed his elemental skills, creating a burst of fire that lit up the night sky, I felt a rush of adrenaline. The bandits were caught off guard, their attention drawn to the flames as Vismond and I moved swiftly through the shadows, positioning ourselves for the attack.


    "Now!" I whispered, signaling Vismond to move in. We charged toward the bandits, our hearts pounding in our chests. The element of surprise was on our side, and I was determined to make the most of it.


    With my crossbow loaded and ready, I took aim at the nearest bandit, my breath steadying as I prepared to fire. The night was alive with the sounds of battle, and I felt a sense of purpose wash over me. This was our moment to shine, and I was ready to prove myself as this world''s new strongest summoner.


    As the chaos unfolded around us, I knew that we were on the brink of something monumental. The fate of Vuena Village¡ªand perhaps the entire kingdom¡ªrested on our shoulders, and I was determined to rise to the challenge.


    With a steady hand, I aimed my crossbow at the nearest bandit, my heart racing as I focused on my target. The flickering flames from Josh''s elemental attack illuminated the scene, casting shadows that danced across the ground. I could see the bandits scrambling, their surprise turning to confusion as they tried to assess the situation.


    "Now or never," I whispered to myself, releasing the tension in my fingers as I pulled the trigger. The crossbow twanged, and the gas arrow flew through the air, striking the bandit squarely in the chest. He staggered back, the gas quickly enveloping him, causing him to cough and choke as he fell to the ground.


    "Nice shot!" Vismond called out, moving swiftly to engage another bandit. I could see him darting in and out of the shadows, using his stealth to his advantage as he took down one of the bandits with a swift strike.


    You have defeated a bandit level 10 1./20.


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    You are now level 9!


    Experience points needed now: 900.


    You have gained 5 stat points.


    ("Fuck yes! 1 more level and I can upgrade my summons.)


    System notification!


    Because of defeating a unique monster/human for the first time, you have been rewarded 5000 summon points.


    I stop running for a moment just to calm myself.


    I couldn''t believe the rush of notifications flooding my mind. Five levels gained in one battle? It felt surreal. The thrill of combat surged through me, and I took a moment to catch my breath, my heart racing with excitement.


    "Keep moving!" Vismond urged, his voice cutting through the chaos. I snapped back to reality, realizing that the fight was far from over. The remaining bandits were regrouping, their expressions shifting from confusion to anger as they realized they were under attack.


    I quickly reloaded my crossbow, the gas arrows still fresh in my quiver. I had to keep the pressure on. I glanced around, spotting Josh unleashing another wave of fire, forcing two bandits to scatter. Cain and Chris were engaged in close combat, their weapons clashing against the bandits'' crude blades.


    "Vismond, let''s flank them again!" I shouted, my voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through my veins. He nodded, and we moved in sync, darting around the chaos to find a better vantage point.


    But one bandit managed to get near me, and as he''s about to strike me with his sword, I quickly react by stepping back and unequipping my crossbow and equipping my shotgun (my Remington) and unloading its two shots at the bandit body.


    The shotgun roared to life, the sound echoing through the night as I pulled the trigger. The blast sent the bandit staggering back, his eyes wide with shock as he fell to the ground, lifeless. The power of the weapon surged through me, and I felt a rush of exhilaration.


    You have gained 200 experience points.


    You have gained 100 summon points.


    Quest: Defeat the bandits 2/20


    "You''ve got some serious firepower!" Vismond exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with admiration as he dispatched another bandit with a swift strike. "Keep it up!"


    The adrenaline was still pumping through my veins as I took a moment to survey the battlefield. The chaos of the fight was palpable, with flames flickering and the sounds of clashing metal filling the air. I could see my friends holding their own against the remaining bandits, but I knew we had to act quickly to maintain our advantage.


    "Vismond, let''s keep pushing!" I shouted, reloading my shotgun and preparing for the next wave of attackers. The thrill of battle was intoxicating, and I felt a surge of confidence with each bandit I took down.


    "I''ll change to cross bow again! I''ll cover you Vis(vismond) I roared and quickly change my arrow to explosive arrows.


    As we moved forward, I spotted another bandit trying to flank Josh, who was busy charging another elemental sword strike. Without hesitation, I aimed my crossbow at the bandit and pulled the trigger. The blast echoed through the night, and the bandit crumpled to the ground.


    The explosive arrow detonated upon impact, sending debris flying and creating a cloud of dust and smoke. I could see the shock on the faces of the remaining bandits as they realized they were outmatched. The chaos of the battlefield was now in our favor, and I felt a surge of adrenaline as I prepared for the next shot.


    "Keep it up, team!" I shouted, my voice ringing with determination. "We can take them down!"


    Vismond nodded, his eyes sharp as he darted between the remaining bandits, using his stealth to strike from the shadows. I could see him taking down another bandit with a swift, precise movement, and I felt a swell of pride for my friend. We were working together seamlessly, each of us playing our part in this chaotic dance of battle.


    As I reloaded my crossbow, I glanced over at Cain and Chris, who were engaged in a fierce struggle with the bandit leader. The level 15 bandit was a formidable opponent, his movements fluid and powerful as he parried their attacks. I could see the determination in their eyes, but I knew they needed backup.


    "Vismond, cover me!" I called out, my heart racing as I sprinted toward the fray. I had to help my friends take down the leader before he could regroup and retaliate.


    "On it!" Vismond replied, slipping into the shadows to flank the bandit leader from behind.


    I took aim with my crossbow, focusing on the bandit leader as he swung his sword at Cain. The moment was tense, and I could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on me. I steadied my breath, my finger hovering over the trigger.


    "Now!" I shouted, releasing the arrow just as Vismond struck from behind. The gas arrow flew true, hitting the bandit leader squarely in the back. He staggered, coughing as the gas enveloped him, and I seized the opportunity.


    "Finish him!" I yelled, my voice filled with urgency.


    Cain and Chris pressed their advantage, launching a coordinated attack against the disoriented bandit leader. With Vismond''s stealthy strike and my gas arrow, they were able to land a series of blows that finally brought him to his knees. But the bandit leader doesn''t know when to quit, grabs both of them, throws them away, and kicks Vismond in his stomach and brings him to his knees.


    The sight of Vismond crumpling to the ground sent a jolt of panic through me. The bandit leader, now enraged and fueled by the gas, was a force to be reckoned with. I could see the determination in Cain and Chris''s eyes as they regrouped, but the leader was still standing, and he was not going down without a fight.


    "Vismond!" I shouted, my heart racing. I quickly reloaded my crossbow, my mind racing with options. I had to act fast. The bandit leader was strong, but he was also vulnerable now that he was disoriented.


    "Ohh¡­ what we have here¡­( his eyes glow looks like he use his appraisal skill) hahahaha a weak summoner. Let me give you an advice kid. Go home and mybe you''ll able to live to tell the tale." He said while mockingly laugh at me.


    "Huh, am I a joke to you, big-ass gorilla?" I replied as I readied my next arrow, but now it''s was a flash arrow.


    The bandit leader''s laughter echoed in the night, but I could feel the fire of determination igniting within me. I wasn''t about to let his taunts get to me. I had come too far and fought too hard to back down now.


    "You have gut, kid. What''s your name? Tell me," he asks.


    "Huh, why should I talk to a talking gorilla like you?" I sneered.


    "Well, here in our country we have a custom: if you challenge someone, you need to give your name for honor and respect," he explained.


    "Heh, honor and respect? You, a low-ass bandit, have it? Don''t make me laugh," I replied.


    The bandit leader''s expression shifted from amusement to irritation, his eyes narrowing as he took a step closer. "I think you don''t understand the situation here, midget (and now my brow is rising because of annoyance because he called me midget). You think you''re clever, don¡¯t you? But you¡¯re just a weak summoner who wants to play hero. I¡¯ll show you what real power looks like."


    I could feel the tension in the air as the bandit leader''s words hung between us. His bravado was palpable, but I refused to let it intimidate me. I had come too far to back down now.


    "Real power?" I shot back, my voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through my veins. "You think throwing around insults makes you powerful?"


    "Hahaha, ok, I''ll play with you, little man. I''ll go first: my name is Kaliskto of the Kariga gang. Prepare yourself; this is your¡ª" I cut him off and say,Yeah, yeah, yadayadayada. Why do all of you bad guys have a long-ass monologue? "


    "Just get on with it!" I interrupted, my patience wearing thin. The bandit leader''s bravado was infuriating, and I could feel the adrenaline surging through me, urging me to act.


    Kaliskto''s eyes widened in surprise at my audacity, but then a smirk crept across his face. "You¡¯ve got guts, I¡¯ll give you that. But guts alone won¡¯t save you from me."


    "Maybe not," I replied, my voice steady. "But I have something you don¡¯t: the element of surprise." With that, I quickly loaded the flash arrow into my crossbow, aiming it directly at him.


    "Flash Arrow!" I shouted, releasing the arrow with precision. The arrow flew through the air, bursting into a blinding light upon impact. Kaliskto staggered back, momentarily blinded by the flash.


    "Now, Vismond!" I yelled, hoping my friend was ready to capitalize on the distraction.


    Vismond, who had been recovering from the bandit leader''s earlier attack, sprang into action. He darted forward, using the shadows to his advantage as he struck at Kaliskto with a swift, precise blow. The bandit leader, still reeling from the flash, barely had time to react.


    "Get him!" I shouted, my heart racing as I reloaded my crossbow with another gas arrow. I aimed carefully, knowing that this was our chance to take him down.


    As Vismond engaged Kaliskto, Cain and Chris joined the fray, launching their own attacks. The bandit leader was now surrounded, and I could see the panic beginning to set in on his face.


    As I turned my head, I saw the remaining bandit members and opened my summon shop and brought out a basic rifle and took aim at them.


    "Finish him! I can handle these guys," I shouted.


    With a steady hand, I aimed the basic rifle at the remaining bandits, my heart pounding in my chest. The chaos of the battle swirled around me, but I focused on my target, determined to eliminate the threat before they could regroup.


    "Take this!" I shouted, pulling the trigger. The rifle roared to life, the bullet flying through the air with deadly precision. It struck one of the bandits squarely in the chest, sending him sprawling to the ground.


    You have defeated a bandit! 11/20


    You have gained experience points: 100.


    Exp: 500/900


    You have gained summon points: 100


    The bandit charged at me, his sword raised high, but I was ready. I quickly stepped back, my heart racing as I unequipped my rifle and summoned my Remington shotgun. The familiar weight of the weapon felt reassuring in my hands, and I aimed it squarely at the charging bandit¡¯s chest.


    ¡°Not today!¡±I shouted, pulling the trigger.


    The shotgun roared to life, the blast echoing through the night as the shot hit the bandit squarely in the chest. He stumbled back, his eyes wide with shock, before collapsing to the ground in a heap.


    You have defeated a bandit! 12/20


    You have gained experience points: 100.


    Exp: 600/900


    You have gained summon points: 100.


    And as I turned my head, another bandit lunged at me, but I quickly rolled on the ground and took aim at his back.


    With a steady hand, I pulled the trigger of my shotgun once more, the blast ringing out in the night as the bandit fell to the ground, lifeless. The adrenaline coursed through my veins, and I could feel the thrill of battle surging within me.


    You have defeated a bandit! 13/20


    You have gained experience points: 100.


    Exp: 700/900


    You have gained summon points: 100.


    I quickly scanned the battlefield, my heart racing as I took in the chaos around me. Vismond was still engaged with Kaliskto, dodging the bandit leader''s powerful strikes while landing quick, precise blows of his own. Cain, Chris, and Vismond were behind while Josh was parrying; all his attacks were working together, their attacks coordinated as they pressed the advantage against the remaining bandits.


    I quickly reload my Remington shotgun and quickly change into my crossbow and equip another.


    You have unlocked a basic tick grenade and thrown it. The tension in the air was palpable as I prepared to throw the basic stick grenade. I could see the remaining bandits regrouping, their expressions shifting from confusion to determination as they realized they were losing ground. I had to act fast to maintain our advantage.


    "Cover your ears!" I shouted to my friends, my heart racing as I pulled the pin from the grenade and hurled it toward the cluster of bandits. The grenade sailed through the air, landing right in the middle of their formation.


    The explosion was deafening, a burst of sound and light that sent the bandits reeling. I could see them stumbling back, disoriented and panicked as the smoke and debris filled the air. It was the perfect opportunity for us to strike.


    You have defeated a bandit! 4


    17/20


    You have gained experience points: 400.


    Exp: 900/900


    You have gained summon points: 100.


    You have leveled up!


    You are now level 10.


    Intermediate summon unlock!


    You can now summon new weapons.


    The weapons list is now updating¡­


    Successful!


    Exp: 200/1000


    Stat points: 14


    As the dust settled from the explosion, I felt a rush of exhilaration. The battlefield was chaotic, but we had the upper hand. I quickly glanced at my friends, who were all focused and ready to finish the fight.


    "Let¡¯s wrap this up!" I shouted, my voice ringing with determination. The remaining bandits were disoriented, and I could see the fear creeping into their eyes. They were realizing that they were outmatched.


    Vismond took advantage of the confusion, darting in and out of the shadows to strike at Kaliskto. The bandit leader was still recovering from the flash arrow, and I could see the panic in his eyes as he struggled to regain control of the situation.


    "Now, Vismond!" I called out, readying my crossbow once more to the remaining small fray bandits. Josh aimed at Kaliskto, who was now vulnerable. "Let¡¯s finish this!" He shouted and unleashed his divine judgment at him.


    The air crackled with tension as Josh unleashed his elemental attack, a brilliant burst of energy that surged toward Kaliskto. The bandit leader, still reeling from the effects of the flash arrow and Vismond''s relentless strikes, barely had time to react. The blast hit him squarely in the chest, sending him staggering back, his eyes wide with shock.


    As I took down the remaining two bandits, my teammates were now ready to finish Kaliskto.


    You have defeated a bandit! 2


    17/20


    You have gained experience points: 200.


    Exp: 400/1000


    You have gained summon points: 200.


    With the remaining bandits dispatched, I turned my full attention to Kaliskto, who was now visibly shaken. The once-confident bandit leader was struggling to regain his composure, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he faced the combined might of our team.


    "You''re outnumbered, Kaliskto," I said, my voice steady as I aimed the rifle at his head. "Surrender now, and maybe we can come to an understanding."


    Kaliskto''s eyes darted around, searching for an escape route, but he quickly realized there was none. The fire from Josh''s elemental attack still flickered in the background, casting an ominous glow over the scene. He was cornered, and he knew it.


    "You think you can intimidate me with that little toy? I''ll admit you''re no ordinary summoner like the flies I usually saw and killed, but that toy of yours is nothing to me," he sneered, trying to regain some semblance of bravado. "I¡¯ve faced worse than you lot."


    "Is this guy drunk or something? Didn''t he see what my guns can do?" I ask myself. "Well, maybe you''d face many foes, then us, but we aren''t ordinary foes; we''re the strongest! My finger hovers over the trigger. "But you won''t be facing anyone else if you don''t surrender. We know you''re looking for something¡ªa magical artifact. Tell us what you know, and we might let you walk away."


    Kaliskto hesitated, his expression shifting from defiance to contemplation. "You think I¡¯ll just spill my secrets to a bunch of wannabe heroes? You¡¯re dumber than you look."


    I narrowed my eyes, feeling the tension in the air. "You can either tell us what we want to know, or we can make this very uncomfortable for you. Your choice."


    Kaliskto''s bravado faltered slightly, and I could see the gears turning in his mind. He was weighing his options, and I knew we had to keep the pressure on. "You¡¯re outnumbered, and your gang is falling apart. You can either cooperate or face the consequences."


    "Fine," he spat, his voice dripping with disdain. "What do you want to know?"


    I exchanged glances with my teammates, and we all knew the answer. "What artifact are you searching for? And why are you invading this small village, and who''s behind it?"


    "Heh, one of the high-rank nobles," replied


    Kaliskto, his voice laced with bitterness. "They¡¯re the ones who sent us to find the artifact. It¡¯s said to be a powerful relic that can amplify the abilities of whoever possesses it. If we get our hands on it, they will surrender it to one of the demon lord''s officials so they will grant them and us (the bandits) a safe passage; they won''t attack us, and if we take control of Vuena Village for ourselves, they''ll give the control to us."


    The revelation sent a chill down my spine. A powerful relic that could amplify abilities? And it was tied to the demon lord''s army? This was far more serious than I had anticipated.


    "Where is this artifact located?" I pressed, my voice steady despite the gravity of the situation.


    Kaliskto smirked, clearly enjoying the power he held in this moment. "You think I¡¯d just give that information away? You¡¯ll have to make me." I raised my brow and took aim at his leg and fired.


    The shot rang out, echoing through the night as the bullet struck Kaliskto''s leg. He let out a howl of pain, collapsing to the ground as he clutched his wound. The bravado that had once filled his demeanor was replaced by shock and fear.


    "Damn it, but how can you pierce my body? I''m 5 times stronger than you," he spat.


    "Well, I level up, and also my guns too, so that''s why," I casually reply.


    Kaliskto''s expression shifted from pain to a mix of anger and disbelief. "You think you can just shoot me and get away with it? You¡¯re making a big mistake, kid!"


    I stepped closer, my rifle still aimed at him. "The only mistake here is underestimating us. Now, are you going to tell us where the artifact is, or do I need to make this even more uncomfortable for you?"


    He glared at me, his pride clearly wounded. "You think you can intimidate me? I¡¯ve faced worse than you. But fine, if you want to know, it¡¯s hidden in the ruins near Vuena Village. But you¡¯ll never get to it before we do!"


    "Ruins near Vuena Village," I repeated, committing the information to memory. "And what¡¯s stopping us from getting there first?"


    Kaliskto grimaced, clearly realizing he had given away too much. "You think you can just waltz in and take it? The demon lord¡¯s forces are already on their way. You¡¯re too late!"


    I exchanged glances with my teammates, the weight of his words sinking in. "We need to move fast," I said, my voice steady. "If what he says is true, we can¡¯t waste any more time."


    "Let¡¯s finish this," Cain said, stepping forward. "We can¡¯t let him go back to his gang. He¡¯ll just warn them."


    I nodded, feeling the adrenaline surge through me once more. "You¡¯re right. Kaliskto, you¡¯re coming with us. We¡¯ll make sure you don¡¯t cause any more trouble," I said as I took out one basic medkit to patch his wounds.


    Kaliskto¡¯s eyes widened when I took out the medkit. "You''re a summoner, right? He asked.


    "Yeah, don''t play dumb that you never knew it; I saw you use your appraisal skill on me, I replied.


    "Are you guys the real heroes?" he asked.


    "Well, duh, yes, we are. Isn''t that obvious? Josh chimed in.


    "My god, if you''re here, it''s true that they''re summoning the demon God! he said with a horrified look.


    I felt a chill run down my spine at his words. "What do you mean by that?" I asked, my voice steady despite the unease creeping in.


    Kaliskto grimaced, clearly in pain but unwilling to back down. "The demon lord is gathering powerful artifacts to summon a being of unimaginable power. If he succeeds, it won''t just be Vuena Village in danger; the entire kingdom will fall. Please, sir Hero! Save us! Don''t let them summon that being; you''re the only hero among you who can stop that. Please, I beg of you, save me and my family."


    The weight of his words hung in the air, and I could see the concern mirrored in my friends'' expressions. This was no longer just a simple mission to protect a village; we were now entangled in a much larger conflict.


    I took a deep breath, trying to process the gravity of Kaliskto''s revelation. The stakes had just risen dramatically, and I could feel the weight of responsibility settling on my shoulders. "We will stop the demon lord," I said firmly, my voice steady. "But first, we need to secure the village and ensure that the artifact doesn¡¯t fall into the wrong hands."


    Kaliskto nodded, his expression shifting from defiance to a mix of fear and desperation. "You have to hurry. If the demon lord''s forces reach the ruins first, it will be too late. They¡¯ll use the artifact to summon that being, and no one will be able to stop it."


    "Then we need to move now," Cain said, his voice filled with urgency. "We can¡¯t waste any more time."


    "Vismond, we need one of us to go back and tell the emperor what we discovered here. and grab some reinforcements because we need to fortify the village," Cain ordered.


    Vismond nodded, his expression serious. "I can go. I¡¯ll make sure the emperor knows what¡¯s at stake and that we need help immediately."


    "Good," Cain replied, his voice steady. "The rest of us will head to the ruins and try to intercept the demon lord''s forces. We can¡¯t let them get their hands on that artifact."


    I felt a surge of determination as I prepared for the next phase of our mission. "Kaliskto, you¡¯re coming with us. You may have been our enemy, but right now, you¡¯re our only source of information about the demon lord¡¯s plans."


    Kaliskto grimaced but nodded, clearly realizing he had no choice. "Fine. Just don¡¯t expect me to fight alongside you. I¡¯m not a hero like you."


    "Just stay out of our way, and we¡¯ll get along just fine," I replied, my voice firm. "Now, let¡¯s move!"


    As we gathered our gear and prepared to leave, I couldn¡¯t shake the feeling of urgency that hung in the air. The fate of Vuena Village¡ªand perhaps the entire kingdom¡ªrested on our shoulders. We had to act quickly.


    Vismond slipped into the shadows, ready to make his way back to the castle. "I¡¯ll be as fast as I can," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Stay safe, and don¡¯t do anything reckless."


    With that, he disappeared into the night, leaving the rest of us to face the impending threat. I turned to my friends, feeling a mix of excitement and anxiety. "Alright, team. We need to move quickly and quietly. The last thing we want is to alert the demon lord¡¯s forces."


    Josh nodded, his expression serious. "I can use my elemental skills to create distractions if we need to. Just give me the signal."


    "Perfect," Cain replied. "Let¡¯s stick together and keep our eyes peeled for any signs of the enemy."


    As we made our way through the forest, the tension in the air was palpable. The moon hung high above us, casting an eerie glow over the path ahead. I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, and I knew that we were on the brink of something monumental.


    After what felt like an eternity, we finally reached the outskirts of the ruins. The ancient stone structures loomed before us, their crumbling walls a testament to the passage of time. I could see flickering torches in the distance, and the sounds of voices carried through the air.


    "Looks like we¡¯re not too late," I whispered, my heart racing. "We need to find a way to get closer without being seen."


    Kaliskto, who had been silent until now, spoke up. "There¡¯s a hidden path that leads around the back of the ruins. If we take that route, we might be able to get the drop on them."


    As we enter the village, their chief (head of the village) welcomes us, and we don''t beat around the bush and tell him the situation.


    The chief of Vuena Village, a stout man with a weathered face and a determined glint in his eyes, listened intently as we relayed the information about the demon lord''s forces and the artifact they sought. The flickering torchlight cast shadows across his features, highlighting the concern etched into his brow.


    "You say the demon lord''s army is coming for the artifact?" he asked, his voice steady but laced with urgency. "We cannot allow that to happen. The artifact is said to hold immense power, and if it falls into the wrong hands, it could spell doom for our village a


    nd the entire kingdom."


    "Yeah so we don''t have any choice but to retrieve it." Cain reply


    The chief nodded, his expression grave. "We must prepare our defenses and gather what allies we can. But we also need to act quickly. If the demon lord''s forces are as close as you say, we may not have much time."


    I felt a surge of determination. "We can help with that. We¡¯ve already faced the bandits, and we¡¯re ready to take on whatever comes next. But we need to know more about the artifact. What can you tell us?"


    The chief took a deep breath, his gaze shifting to the ancient ruins in the distance. "The artifact is known as the Heart of the Ancients. It is said to amplify the abilities of its wielder, granting them unimaginable power. It was hidden away long ago to prevent it from falling into the wrong hands. If the demon lord''s forces find it, they will use it to summon a being of great destruction."

 Chapter 4: Ghillie what?!

    The weight of the chief''s words hung heavily in the air, and I could feel the gravity of our situation pressing down on us. The Heart of the Ancients was not just a relic; it was a key to call upon the Demon God, and he will grant whatever anyone''s desires, even if distraction or unimaginable power, and in the wrong hands, it could unleash chaos upon the world.


    "How do we find it?" Keith asked, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me. "Do you have any leads on its location?"


    The chief nodded, his brow furrowing in thought. "The legends say that the Heart is hidden within the ruins, protected by ancient wards and guardians. However, the wards have weakened over time, and the guardians may be dormant. We must tread carefully."


    Kaliskto stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with determination. "We can handle whatever guardians await us. We¡¯ve faced worse. But we need a plan to get past the demon lord¡¯s forces first."


    "I think I might have the best idea for that," Keith chimed in and opened his summon window and scrolled down.


    "Ahah!" Found it!!"I said loudly.


    "Hey, bruh, what is it is? He josh while peeking at my shoulders, and his eyes widen the moment he saw it.


    "A Ghillie suit?!" They said in unison.


    System notification!


    Congratulations!


    You have unlocked stealth armor Ghillie suit x5; 1000 summon points deducted.


    You have only 6405.!


    "Hey man, I''m confused. You said you can only summon weapons, but recently you''re summoning devices and now a Ghillie suit," Cain asks.


    "Well, I''m as confused as you are, but when I read the descriptions on the next tier, I was shocked because I can select a path for my weapon selection when I reach a level requirement like level 10. Now I can summon intermediate-grade weapons. And it''s has 4 categories when you select the first path. You need to spend 1000 points just to unlock certain paths like I am right now.


    At my first path are armors, which are tier 1, and it''s has Ghillie suits, leather armor enhanced, exo suit prototype versions, etc.


    "That''s cheating, bruh, Josh said.


    "Yeah, your class is a bug class. I knew it," Chris chimed in.


    "Welp, I didn''t ask for it; it''s just a randomized, bruh spin of luck, so I''m in luck (smiles). And besides, it''s useful to us at a time like this," I explain.


    "Well, tell us what else you got," Caine asked.


    And I just explain that I open two more tiers, which is


    *Armor path


    ? Leather armor enhanced level 1: 500 points


    Attack +20, Defense +30, Agility +10


    ? Ghillie suit level 1: 200 points


    1? Defense + 10 stealth + 50 agility + 10


    ? Skill: Invisible Man (two uses only)


    ? Prototype exoskeleton suit level 1: 600 points


    1? strength + 70 agility + 20


    (You can search for armor suits, devices, or weapons here.) ??


    *Device path


    ? Binoculars: 100


    ? walkie-talkie: 250


    ? morphine: 300


    ? intermediate medkit: 500


    Can heal up to 40% of health. Can''t use it on a dead person.


    ? small drone level 1: 1000


    Can fly 50 meters. You can attach weaponry here based on the weight. Example: Grenade


    ? (You can ?? here.)


    *Vehicle path


    ? bike: 2500


    ? Motorcycle: 30,000


    *Weapon path.


    Dragon''s breath (ammo) level 1:


    *Personal path.


    "That''s that for now almost all of the other path was grayed out." I explain to them scratching my head.


    The atmosphere in the room shifted as my companions processed the information. The weight of our mission loomed larger, but the prospect of new tools at our disposal sparked a flicker of hope.


    "Ah¡­ Sir Heroes, what is this Ghillie suit?" Kaliskto asked.


    "Oh, it''s for our stealth. So a normal monster can''t sense us. And for a higher-tier monster, it has a skill called invisible man, so even a stronger demon general won''t find us.


    Kaliskto''s brow furrowed in confusion, but the glimmer of understanding began to dawn in his eyes. "So, it allows us to move unseen? That could be invaluable in our quest."


    "Exactly," I replied, feeling a surge of confidence. "With the Ghillie suits, we can navigate the ruins without alerting the demon lord''s forces. We can scout ahead, gather intel, and strike when the time is right."


    "And this Ghillie what? Is from your world, sir hero?" He asks again.


    "Yes, Kaliskto," I explained, trying to simplify the concept for him. "The Ghillie suit is a type of camouflage clothing used by soldiers and hunters in my world. It helps them blend into their surroundings, making it harder for enemies to spot them. The skill ''Invisible Man'' enhances that effect, allowing us to become nearly undetectable for a short time."


    Kaliskto nodded slowly, his expression shifting from confusion to intrigue. "So, we can become shadows, moving through the ruins like whispers on the wind. This could turn the tide in our favor."


    "Exactly!" Josh chimed in, his excitement palpable. "We can use the element of surprise to our advantage. If we can get close enough to the demon lord''s forces without being seen, we can gather crucial information about the demon God thing or even take them out before they know what hit them."


    Cain crossed his arms, a thoughtful look on his face. "But we need to be careful. Even with the Ghillie suits, we can''t underestimate the demon lord''s minions. They might have their own ways of detecting us."


    "True," I agreed. "We¡¯ll need to coordinate our movements and stay vigilant. If we can scout the area first, we can identify the best approach to the ruins and the Heart of the Ancients."


    Josh, who had been quiet for a moment, suddenly spoke up. "What about the guardians? If they¡¯re dormant, how do we know they won¡¯t wake up when we get close?"


    "The legends say that the guardians are bound to the Heart," the chief interjected, his voice steady. "As long as the Heart remains undisturbed, they should remain dormant. But if we trigger any traps or alarms, we could awaken them. We must proceed with caution."


    "Then it¡¯s settled," I said, feeling the weight of responsibility settle on my shoulders. "We¡¯ll use the Ghillie suits to scout the area first. Once we have a clear understanding of the layout and the enemy''s movements, we can formulate a plan to retrieve the Heart."


    Kaliskto stepped forward, his eyes shining with determination. "I will follow your lead, Sir Hero. Together, we will reclaim the Heart of the Ancients and ensure it does not fall into the wrong hands."


    With our plan taking shape, I felt a renewed sense of purpose. The stakes were high, but with the right strategy and our newfound tools, we had a fighting chance. As we prepared to set out, I couldn¡¯t shake the feeling that this was just the beginning of a much larger battle¡ªone that would test our resolve and challenge everything we believed in.


    "Let¡¯s gear up and move out," I said, my voice steady. "The fate of our world depends on us."


    With that, we donned our ghillie suits, the fabric blending seamlessly with our surroundings. As we stepped into the unknown, I felt a mix of fear and excitement. We were on the brink of something monumental, and I was ready to face whatever lay ahead. The ruins loomed in the distance, shrouded in mist and mystery. Each step we took felt heavier, the weight of our mission pressing down on us. I glanced at my companions, their expressions a mix of determination and apprehension.


    "Stay close and keep your voices down," I whispered, the adrenaline coursing through my veins. "We need to remain undetected."


    As we approached the entrance of the ruins, the air grew thick with an eerie silence. The ancient stones, covered in moss and vines, seemed to whisper secrets of the past. I could feel the wards the chief mentioned, a faint pulse of energy that hinted at the power contained within.


    "Look," Keith pointed ahead, his voice barely above a whisper. "Those markings on the wall¡ªcould they be part of the wards?"


    I nodded, examining the intricate designs. "They might be. If we can decipher them, we could find a way to navigate through the traps without triggering them."


    "Sir Heroes, this way I found something," Kaliskto called out.


    I turned to see Keith crouched near a crumbling stone pedestal, partially hidden by overgrown foliage. The faint glow of runes etched into the surface caught my eye, pulsing softly as if responding to our presence.


    "What did you find?" Keith asked, moving closer to get a better look. As I brushed away the dirt and leaves, revealing a series of symbols that seemed to shimmer in the dim light. "These runes... they look familiar, and they look like they might be a part of the wards of some sort.Love what you''re reading? Discover and support the author on the platform they originally published on.


    Kaliskto leaned in, his brow furrowed in concentration. "I have seen similar markings in the ancient texts of my people. They tell of a way to commune with the spirits of the ruins. If we can awaken their guardians, perhaps they will guide us."


    "That sounds risky," Cain interjected, crossing his arms. "What if the guardians are hostile? We might end up waking them up and getting ourselves killed."


    "Or we could gain valuable allies," Kaliskto countered, his eyes gleaming with hope. "The guardians are bound to protect the Heart. If we show them our intentions are pure, they may aid us instead of attacking.


    I weighed Kaliskto''s words carefully. The idea of awakening the guardians was fraught with danger, but the potential rewards were equally enticing. If we could gain their trust, it might turn the tide in our favor.


    "Alright," I said, my voice steady. "But we need to approach this with caution. Kaliskto, if you believe you can communicate with them, then let''s give it a try. But we must be prepared for any outcome."


    Kaliskto nodded, his expression resolute. He stepped forward, positioning himself in front of the pedestal. The runes glowed brighter as he began to chant softly in a language I didn¡¯t recognize, his voice resonating with an ancient power. The air around us seemed to thrum with energy, and I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.


    As he continued, the runes pulsed in response, and I could see faint wisps of light beginning to swirl around us. The atmosphere shifted, becoming charged with anticipation. My heart raced as I glanced at my companions, their eyes wide with a mix of fear and hope.


    "Keep your guard up," I whispered, my instincts on high alert. "We don¡¯t know what might happen."


    Suddenly, the ground trembled beneath our feet, and a low rumble echoed through the ruins. The wisps of light coalesced into a shimmering figure, taking the form of a towering guardian made of stone and energy. Its eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, and it regarded us with an intensity that sent chills down my spine.


    "Who dares awaken the guardians of the Heart?" the figure boomed, its voice resonating like thunder. "State your purpose, or face the consequences."


    "Ah¡­ hi there, big fella. I''m Keith. We''re the new heroes of this world, and we need your artifact. Not that we''re really need it re, but we have to take it because the demon lord''s army is outside these ruins trying to take it and revive some demon god or something," Keith explains.


    The guardian''s glowing eyes narrowed, and the air crackled with tension. "You seek the Heart of the Ancients? Many have come before you, driven by greed and ambition. What makes you different from those who have failed?"


    "Well, we essentially don''t want to fail any exams you want, but before Keith continues his mumbling, Caine sealed his mouth and yanked him in the corner to shut up before he messed up everything by spouting nonsense.


    Josh stepped forward, feeling the weight of the moment pressing down on him. "We are not here for power or glory. We seek to protect this world from the chaos that would ensue if the Heart falls into the wrong hands. The demon lord''s forces threaten everything. We wish to secure the Heart and ensure it remains safe.


    The guardian regarded us with a piercing gaze, its expression inscrutable. "Your intentions must be proven. The Heart is not merely a relic; it is a conduit of ancient power. To wield it, one must demonstrate purity of heart and strength of spirit."


    I felt a surge of determination as the guardian''s words echoed in my mind. This was our chance to prove ourselves, to show that we were worthy of the Heart of the Ancients. "What must we do?" I asked, my voice steady despite the weight of the moment.


    The guardian''s form shimmered, and it gestured toward the depths of the ruins. "To prove your worth, you must face the Trials of the Ancients. Only those who can overcome the challenges set before them may claim the Heart. Each trial will test your resolve, your courage, and your unity as a team."


    Keith stepped forward. "We accept the challenge, big fella. Just don''t stone us later, ok?" Keith spoke, voice steady.


    The guardian nodded, its expression softening slightly. "Very well. The first trial awaits you in the chamber beyond. Prepare yourselves, for the path will not be easy. Trust in one another, and you may yet succeed."


    "You two! (Pointing at Kaliskto and me (Keith), only the heroes are permitted to enter; you stay here.).


    "Well, I''m a hero too. I''m just an accidental hero, to be precise," I rebut to it.


    "Explain, human!" The stone guardian said, its voice booming into the room.


    "Hey, Keith, what are you doing? Cain and Josh ask in a whisper.


    "I''ll be fine. Our friend just needed a brief explanation," I replied.


    The guardian''s gaze bore into me, its glowing eyes unyielding. "Speak, then. What makes you worthy of this title?"


    "Well, as I said, maybe I''m not one of the original four heroes that were summoned here, but I was summoned here with them and given the power to make a difference in this fight. Isn''t that worthy enough to have the title of being a hero? Many said I could run away and not burden myself with this fight because I''m just a bystander and just a result of a mistake of their summoning, and I''m not obligated to save or participate in this. But these guys (pointing at Josh and the others) are my friends, my only friends in this foreign world. I couldn''t sit around and suck my thumbs while these guys are saving the world when I could help and make sure they win.


    The guardian''s eyes flickered with a hint of understanding, and the air around us seemed to shift as it processed my words. "You speak of camaraderie and loyalty, virtues that are indeed worthy of a hero. But words alone will not suffice. You must prove your resolve through action."


    "Welp, you''re right, the rock. So I''ve come prepared," I, Keith, reply.


    The guardian''s eyes glowed brighter, and the air around us crackled with energy as it awaited my next move. I could feel the weight of its scrutiny, the ancient power radiating from its form. This was a pivotal moment, and I needed to show that I was more than just words.


    "Alright," I said, taking a deep breath to steady my nerves. "If action is what you seek, then let me enter and prove I''m the fifth hero!."


    The guardian''s eyes glowed brighter, and the air around us crackled with energy as it awaited my next move. I could feel the weight of its scrutiny, the ancient power radiating from its form. This was a pivotal moment, and I needed to show that I was more than just words. And the system notified me that the golem is using appraisal on me.


    "I''m what the system called I''f what I''m reading is right. It gave me the class True Summoner!" As I said that, its eyes glow brighter. Like it''s using appraisal skill.


    System notification alert!


    Being called Iron Golem (guardian of the ancient heart) is using appraisal to you.


    Will you allow it to be used by you?


    Yes, no?


    My eyebrows rise because of the sudden notification, but it doesn''t matter because it just wants to know if I was telling the truth, so I will let it gaze at my stats.


    Yes!


    "So you''d finally arrive, it said again.


    "What? I don''t follow, bruh," I ask again.


    "What?" it asked.


    "You don''t know?" the guardian''s voice boomed, echoing through the chamber. "You are not merely a summoner; you are a True Summoner, a rare class that binds the essence of beings to your will. Your arrival here was foretold, a convergence of fate that would lead to the awakening of the Heart of the Ancients."


    I blinked, trying to process the weight of its words. "Foretold? You mean... I was meant to be here?"


    "Indeed," the guardian replied, its glowing eyes narrowing as it studied me. "The legends speak of a fifth hero who would rise in the time of need, one who could summon allies from beyond this realm. Your presence here is not a coincidence; it is a part of a greater design."


    "But it turns out I can''t summon creatures but modern weapons from my world," Keith replied.


    The guardian''s expression remained inscrutable, but I could sense a shift in its demeanor. "The essence of summoning is not limited to the creatures of this realm. Your ability to call forth weapons and tools from your world is a manifestation of your unique power. It is a gift that can be wielded for great purpose."


    I felt a surge of hope at the guardian''s words. Perhaps my unconventional abilities could indeed play a crucial role in our quest. "So, what does this mean for me? For us?" I asked, glancing back at my companions, who were watching with a mix of curiosity and concern.


    "The trials you face will not only test your strength and resolve but also your understanding of your true potential," the guardian explained. "You must embrace your role as a True Summoner and learn to harness the power within you. Only then will you be able to claim the Heart of the Ancients and protect it from those who would misuse it."


    "Right," I said, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. "We¡¯ll tackle these trials as a team. Whatever challenges lie ahead, we¡¯ll face them together."


    The guardian nodded, its form shimmering with approval. "Very well. The first trial awaits you in the chamber beyond. Prepare yourselves, for it will test not only your strength but also your unity as a team. Only by working together can you hope to succeed."


    System notification!


    You are now recognized as one of the four heroes!


    Congratulations!


    You are now the fifth hero!


    You can assign a name to the Iron Giant!


    Would you change his name?


    Yes, no?


    "Fuck is this?


    "Ok, let''s go with the Rock for now." I hope it''s fine for him.


    As the guardian gestured toward the entrance of the chamber, I felt a mix of excitement and trepidation. This was it¡ªthe moment we had been preparing for. I glanced at my companions, their expressions resolute, and I knew we were ready to face whatever lay ahead. As we entered Kaliskto, we remained outside. They''ll guard the entrance for us, so as we go inside, Keith, Josh, Chris, and Caine.


    System notification!


    You''re in a trial room.


    Instant Quest is Generated!


    (Prove your worth as the Heroes!)


    To gain access to the ancient artifact!


    Complete the quest in 7 hours.


    Rewards


    ? Instant level up


    Rune of ancient humans (random effect)


    50,000 summon points


    3000 experience points


    Special reward for true summoner only


    Summoner cloak Advance Grade


    Effects: ? Defense +50, Agilit +30, Intelligence +20


    Skill will be generated (presence erasure).


    "Score! we said in unison.


    The air in the trial room was thick with anticipation, the walls adorned with ancient carvings that seemed to pulse with energy. I could feel the weight of the quest pressing down on us, but there was also a flicker of excitement. This was our chance to prove ourselves, to show that we were worthy of the Heart of the Ancients.


    "Alright, team," I said, my voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through my veins. "We have seven hours to complete this trial. We need to work together and stay focused. Remember, our goal is to prove our worth as heroes."


    Josh nodded, his expression serious. "What do you think the trial will entail? Do you think it will be a test of strength or something more?"


    "Probably a mix of both," Cain replied, crossing his arms. "But I have a feeling it will also test our teamwork. We need to rely on each other if we want to succeed."


    As we stood in the center of the chamber, the air shimmered, and a voice echoed around us. "Welcome, heroes. You have entered the Trial of Unity. To prove your worth, you must face three challenges that will test your strength, your resolve, and your ability to work together. Only by overcoming these trials can you claim the Heart of the Ancients."


    "Great, just what we need," Keith muttered, rolling his eyes. "More challenges."


    "Focus, Keith," I said, trying to keep the mood light. "We can handle this. We¡¯ve faced worse."


    The voice continued, "The first challenge will test your strength. You must defeat the Guardian Constructs that will emerge from the walls. They are formidable foes, but they are bound by the rules of this trial. Defeat them, and you will earn the right to proceed."


    First Trail quest!


    Defeat golem/ enemies 5/5


    As the voice faded, the walls began to shift, revealing a series of stone golems that emerged from the shadows. Their eyes glowed with a fierce light, and they moved with a speed that belied their size.


    "Get ready!" I shouted, drawing my summoning my Remington shotgun. "We need to take them down quickly and efficiently!"


    The air crackled with tension as the Guardian Constructs emerged, their stone bodies towering over us. I could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on my shoulders, but I also felt a surge of adrenaline. This was our first test, and we had to prove ourselves.


    "Stick together!" I shouted, raising my shotgun. "AVENGERS!¡­ASSEMBLE!" KEITH shouted as they sprung into action.


    The constructs charged at us, their massive fists swinging with incredible force. I aimed carefully, pulling the trigger as the first golem closed the distance. The shot rang out, and the bullet struck true, sending a shower of stone fragments flying. The golem staggered but quickly regained its footing, its glowing eyes narrowing in anger.


    "Keep moving!" I shouted, dodging to the side as another golem swung its fist at me, narrowly missing. The ground shook with the impact, sending dust and debris into the air. I could hear the others engaging their own foes, the sounds of battle echoing in the chamber.


    Josh was already in the thick of it, wielding his sword with precision. He slashed at the legs of one of the constructs, causing it to stumble. "Aim for the joints!" he called out, his voice steady despite the chaos. "That¡¯s where they¡¯re weakest!"


    Caine and Chris flanked another golem, coordinating their attacks. Caine unleashed a flurry of strikes with his dual daggers, while Chris provided support with his magic, casting spells that crackled with energy. "I¡¯ll keep it distracted! Hit it now!" Chris shouted, his hands glowing with power.


    I took a moment to assess the battlefield. The constructs were formidable, but they were also predictable. I could see the patterns in their movements, the way they reacted to our attacks. "We need to work as a team!" I yelled, trying to rally everyone. "If we can distract them, we can take them down one by one!"


    Keith, who had been hanging back, finally stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with determination. "I¡¯ve got an idea!" he shouted, pulling out a small device from his inventory. "I¡¯ll create a diversion!"


    Before I could ask what he meant, he activated the device, and a series of loud noises erupted from it, echoing throughout the chamber. The constructs turned their attention toward the sound, momentarily distracted.


    "Now!" I shouted, seizing the opportunity. I aimed my shotgun at the nearest golem and fired again, the shot hitting its shoulder joint. The golem staggered, its arm falling limp.


    Golem HP: 50/100


    "Keep it up!" Josh yelled, charging in to deliver a powerful strike to the golem¡¯s knee. The construct collapsed, and with a swift motion, he followed up with a decisive blow to its head, shattering it into pieces.


    You have defeated a stone golem! 1/5


    You have gained 500 expi points


    Summon points 300


    "One down!" Caine cheered, his confidence growing. "Let¡¯s keep this momentum!"


    As we continued to fight, I could feel the energy in the room shifting. The constructs were strong, but we were stronger together. With each golem we took down, our teamwork improved, our movements becoming more synchronized.


    The second golem charged at me, its massive fists swinging wildly. I ducked just in time, feeling the rush of air as it missed me by inches. "Watch out!" I shouted, rolling to the side and regaining my footing. I quickly aimed my shotgun again, focusing on its legs as Josh had suggested.


    "Keith, now!" Josh yelled, and I could see him preparing for another strike. I fired, hitting the golem squarely in the knee joint. The construct stumbled, and Josh seized the moment, leaping forward with his sword raised high.


    With a powerful swing, he struck the golem''s head, sending shards of stone flying. "Two down!" he shouted, a grin spreading across his face.


    Golem HP: 30/100


    "Keep it up!" I encouraged, feeling the adrenaline surge through me. The constructs were relentless, but we were finding our rhythm. Caine and Chris were working in tandem, their attacks flowing seamlessly as they took on another golem.


    "Chris, distract it!" Caine called out, darting to the side to avoid a swing from the golem. Chris nodded, channeling his magic to create a blinding flash of light that momentarily disoriented the construct.


    "Now!" Caine shouted, lunging in with his daggers. He struck at the golem''s exposed side, his blades finding purchase in the cracks of its stone exterior. The golem roared in frustration, swinging wildly, but Caine was too quick, dodging out of the way.


    "You guys are doing great!" I shouted, feeling the energy of the battle surge through us. "Let¡¯s finish this!


    As I turned my attention back to the remaining golems, I noticed that one of them had broken away from the group and was charging toward me. I quickly aimed my shotgun, but before I could pull the trigger, Keith stepped in front of me.


    "Let me handle this!" he shouted, activating another device from his inventory. A small smoke grenade rolled out from his hand, exploding in a cloud of thick smoke that enveloped the golem.


    "Now!" I yelled, taking advantage of the confusion. I fired into the smoke, hoping to hit the golem. The shot rang out, and I heard a satisfying thud as the bullet struck true.


    Golem HP: 40/100


    "Nice one, Keith!" I called out, impressed by his quick thinking. The smoke began to clear, revealing the golem staggering, disoriented from the blast.


    "Let¡¯s finish it!" Josh shouted, charging in with renewed vigor. He slashed at the golem''s legs, causing it to topple over. Caine and Chris quickly followed up, delivering a flurry of strikes that shattered the construct into pieces.


    You have defeated a stone golem! 3/5


    You have gained 500 expi points


    Summon points 300


    "Three down!" Caine cheered, his confidence soaring. "We¡¯re almost there!"


    The remaining two golems were now aware of our strategy, and they moved in tandem, trying to flank us. I could see the determination in their glowing eyes, but we were ready.


    "Stick together!" I shouted, positioning myself between the two constructs. "We can¡¯t let them separate us!"


    As the golems charged, I fired at the one on the left, hitting it square in the chest. The impact sent it staggering back, but it quickly regained its footing. "Josh, now!" I called out, and he leaped forward, taking advantage of the opening I created.


    With a powerful strike, he brought his sword down on the golem''s arm, severing it at the joint. The golem roared in pain, its movements becoming erratic.


    Golem HP: 20/100


    "Keep pushing!" Chris shouted, casting a spell that sent a bolt of energy toward the remaining golem. It struck true, causing the construct to falter.


    "You guys are doing great!" I encouraged, feeling the energy of the battle surge through us. "Let¡¯s finish this!"


    With renewed determination, we pressed the attack. Caine and Chris coordinated their movements, distracting the remaining golem while Josh and I focused on delivering the final blows.


    "Now!" I shouted, firing my shotgun at the golem''s exposed side. The shot hit home, and with a final, desperate swing, Josh struck the golem''s head, shattering it into pieces.


    "Now!" I shouted, firing my shotgun at the golem''s exposed side. The shot hit home, and with a final, desperate swing, Josh struck the golem''s head, shattering it into pieces.


    You have defeated a stone golem! 4/5


    You have gained 500 expi points


    Summon points 300


    "One more!" Caine shouted, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "Let¡¯s finish this!"


    The last golem, now enraged, charged at us with a furious roar. I could feel the ground shake beneath its weight, but we stood our ground, ready to face it together.


    "On three!" I called out, raising my shotgun. "One... two... three!"


    We all attacked at once. I fired my shotgun, Josh swung his sword, Caine lunged with his daggers, and Chris unleashed a powerful spell. The combined force of our attacks struck the golem simultaneously, and with a deafening crash, it crumbled to the ground.


    You have defeated a stone golem! 5/5


    You have gained 500 expi points


    Summon points 300


    The air in the chamber was thick with dust and the remnants of the battle. We stood panting, our hearts racing as we took in the sight of the shattered constructs around us.


    "That was intense!" Keith exclaimed, a wide grin on his face. "We did it!"


    "Yeah, we did!" I replied, feeling a surge of pride in our teamwork. "But we can¡¯t let our guard down. There are still two more trials to go."


    As we caught our breath, the voice echoed through the chamber once more. "Congratulations, heroes. You have proven your strength by defeating the Guardian Constructs. You may now proceed to the next trial."


    The walls of the chamber shifted, revealing a new path that led deeper into the ruins. I glanced at my companions, their expressions a mix of excitement and determination.


    "Let¡¯s keep moving," I said, my voice steady. "We have more challenges ahead, and we need to be ready for anything."With that, we stepped forward, ready to face whatever lay ahead in our quest to claim the Heart of the Ancients. The trials were just beginning, and I could feel the weight of our mission pressing down on us. But with my friends by my side, I knew we could overcome any obstacle that stood in our way.

 Chapter 5: Facing Your Inner Demons (With a Side of Snark)

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist! "Only I can summon those!!"


    Chapter 5: Facing Your Inner Demons (With a Side of Snark)


    As we ventured deeper into the ruins, the atmosphere shifted. The air grew cooler, and the faint glow of ancient runes illuminated our path. The walls were adorned with intricate carvings that told stories of heroes past, their triumphs and failures etched into the stone. I could feel the weight of history surrounding us, a reminder of the challenges that lay ahead.


    "Stay alert," Cain cautioned, my senses heightened. "The next trial could be waiting for us around any corner."


    Josh nodded, his grip tightening around his sword. "We¡¯ve already proven our strength. Whatever comes next, we can handle it."


    As we approached a large archway, the voice echoed through the chamber once more. "Welcome to the Trial of Resolve. This trial will test your determination and willpower. You must face your greatest fears and overcome them to proceed."


    "Great, just what I wanted," Keith muttered, rolling his eyes. "More psychological torture."


    "Focus, Keith," Chris said, trying to keep the mood light. "We¡¯ve faced physical challenges; now we need to confront what¡¯s inside us."


    "Heh, I hope they don''t put monsters under our beds," Keith joked.


    The archway shimmered, and a swirling mist began to form in front of us. From the depths of the mist, shadowy figures emerged, each one representing a fear or doubt that we had faced in our lives. I felt a chill run down my spine as I recognized the figure that stepped forward to confront me. Then I heard a system notification.


    You''d enter your second trial.


    Instant Quest arrived!


    Accept your fast and future weakness.


    Reward: 5 all stats.


    "Oh ho¡­" this is cute," Keith muttered. As he scanned his surroundings, he saw something. It was a version of myself, but twisted and dark, embodying my insecurities and fears. "You think you can be a hero? "it sneered, its voice dripping with disdain. "You¡¯re just a mistake, a bystander in a world that doesn¡¯t need you."


    "Oh, so what are you, a bit more disappointing than me?" I bark back, and it''s just a smirk.


    The shadowy version of myself laughed, a hollow sound that echoed through the chamber. "You think you can outsmart your own doubts? You¡¯re nothing but a collection of failures, a coward hiding behind the bravado of your friends."


    "Well, you''re not wrong. I hide behind them because, duh, those idiots are stronger than me. Let me give you some advice, my titssiewitsi copy, Doppelganger, or whatever you proudly called yourself. You need to do better than that if you want to break me. To be honest, you''re doing really badly at your job if you ask me." I boredly say. And it''s only raising an eyebrow.


    The shadowy figure faltered for a moment, its confidence wavering as I stood my ground. "You think you can dismiss me so easily? I am the embodiment of your fears, your failures! You can¡¯t escape me!"


    "Well, I guess you''re right and wrong at the same time. Because nothing you could say to me I didn''t say 2 feet in front of a mirror. So if you''re my fears, you already knew I always accept things pretty easily and don''t regret it. You tell me, Mr. Embodiment of Fear, what are you fearing?" I glare at it menacingly.


    The shadowy figure hesitated, its form flickering as if the very essence of its being was being challenged. "I fear... I fear that you will never truly embrace your potential," it stammered, the bravado in its voice faltering. "That you will always remain in the shadows of others, never stepping into the light."


    "Yeah, I figured." I replied, crossing my arms. "But here''s the thing: I don¡¯t need to be the brightest star in the sky to make a difference. I can be the moon, reflecting the light of those around me. I don¡¯t have to be the hero in every story; I just need to play my part. I don''t need to be the center of attention because I have my own uniqueness. And I know you know that I make peace with myself with that. (I smile) because I knew my potential was higher than theirs based on what I, we''d seen." I calmly said.


    The figure recoiled, its form twisting and writhing as if my words were physically striking it. "You think that¡¯s enough? You think you can hide behind others forever? What happens when they¡¯re gone? What will you do then?"


    "That''s the moment I''ll be stepping up. and carrying what they started. But before that, I''ll make sure those idiots become strong and won''t die in this war," I firmly said.


    The shadowy figure writhed in frustration, its form flickering like a candle in the wind. "You¡¯re deluding yourself! You think you can just stand in the background and everything will be fine? You¡¯re weak! You¡¯ll never be able to face the challenges ahead without them!"


    "Yeah, before. But the current me now? Hell nah. I''m the jack of all trades. Remember!" I replied.


    The shadowy figure hesitated, its form flickering more violently as if my words were striking at the very core of its being. "You think you can just dismiss me? I am your doubts, your fears! I will always be a part of you!"


    "Sure, you can be a part of me," I said, my voice steady. "But you don¡¯t get to control me. You¡¯re just a reflection of what I¡¯ve already faced and accepted. I know my weaknesses, and I¡¯m not afraid of them. They don¡¯t define me; they¡¯re just pieces of my story. You could say it''s just a handicap for this world; if I don''t have those, no one can stop me."


    The figure''s laughter turned to a low growl, its form beginning to distort and fade. "You think you can just walk away from me? I will always be here, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the moment you falter!"


    "Don''t worry, my dear friend. I''ll keep that in mind. You know who''s your daddy, "I said and winked.


    With a final, defiant roar, the shadowy figure began to dissolve into the mist, its form dissipating like smoke in the wind. I felt a rush of energy surge through me, a sense of clarity and strength that I hadn¡¯t fully realized I possessed. The air around us seemed to brighten, the ancient runes glowing more vibrantly as if acknowledging my victory over my fears.


    Congratulations!


    You have completed the second trial!


    Do you want to receive your reward?


    Yes, no?


    "Yes!" We all say in unison.


    As the words echoed in the chamber, a warm light enveloped us, and I felt a surge of energy coursing through my veins. The ancient runes pulsed with a rhythm that matched the beating of my heart, and I could sense the power of the reward manifesting within me.


    You have received: +5 to all stats!


    The sensation was exhilarating, a rush of newfound strength and clarity. I could feel my muscles tightening, my mind sharpening, and a sense of confidence blossoming within me. It was as if the very essence of the ruins had acknowledged my resolve and granted me the power to face whatever lay ahead.


    "That was intense," Josh said, breaking the silence as he flexed his fingers, feeling the change in his own body. "I didn¡¯t think I¡¯d be able to stand up to my fears like that."


    Cain nodded, a proud smile on his face. "You all did well. Facing your fears is no small feat. It takes courage to confront what lies within."


    Keith, still a bit shaken but visibly more confident, chuckled. "I guess I should have expected something like that. But hey, at least I didn¡¯t have to fight a giant spider or something."


    Chris grinned, clapping Keith on the back. "You faced your fears in your own way. That¡¯s what matters."


    "Welp, yeah, it''s pretty easy. Because I already accepted it long ago," I said.


    As we gathered our bearings, the mist that had once filled the chamber began to clear, revealing a new path illuminated by the soft glow of the runes. The air felt lighter, and I could sense that we had passed a significant threshold in our journey.


    "Let¡¯s keep moving," I said, my voice steady and resolute. "We¡¯ve conquered this trial, but there is one more challenge ahead. We need to stay focused."


    With renewed determination, we stepped through the archway, the ancient stones whispering tales of those who had come before us. The next and final chamber awaited, and I could feel the anticipation building within me. Whatever trials lay ahead, I was ready to face them, not just for myself but for my friends who had stood by me through it all.


    As we moved deeper into the ruins, the atmosphere shifted once more. The air was thick with anticipation, and the faint glow of the runes seemed to pulse in rhythm with our heartbeats. The walls of the chamber were adorned with even more intricate carvings, depicting scenes of epic battles and the sacrifices made by those who had come before us. It was a reminder that we were not the first to face trials in this ancient place, and we certainly wouldn¡¯t be the last.


    The final chamber loomed ahead, its entrance framed by towering stone pillars that seemed to reach for the heavens. A sense of foreboding washed over me, but I pushed it aside. We had faced our fears and emerged stronger; we could handle whatever awaited us now.


    As we stepped into the chamber, the air crackled with energy. A massive stone altar stood at the center, surrounded by flickering torches that cast eerie shadows on the walls. Atop the altar lay a shimmering crystal, pulsating with a light that seemed to draw us closer.


    You''d enter the 3rd and final trail.


    Quest requirement: present your offering! 3/3


    Reward: blessings from the creator


    It will allow any of the five heroes to hold the 9 ancient artifacts.


    "Welcome to the Trial of Sacrifice," a voice boomed, echoing off the stone walls. It was deep and resonant, filled with an authority that demanded respect. "This trial will test your willingness to give up something of great value to you. Only through sacrifice can you truly prove your worth."


    I exchanged glances with my friends, the weight of the challenge settling heavily on my shoulders. Sacrifice was a concept we all understood, but the idea of giving up something precious was daunting.


    "What do you think it means?" Josh asked, his brow furrowed in thought.


    "It could be anything," Cain replied, his voice steady. "A memory, a possession, or even a part of ourselves. Whatever it is, it must be something that holds significant value."


    Keith crossed his arms, a skeptical look on his face. "Great, just what I need. More emotional turmoil."


    "Focus, Keith," Chris said, his tone firm. "We¡¯ve come this far. We can¡¯t back down now."


    As we approached the altar, the crystal began to glow brighter, casting a warm light that enveloped us. I could feel its energy resonating within me, stirring emotions I had long buried. Memories of my past, moments of joy and pain, flashed before my eyes. I knew that whatever I had to sacrifice would not be easy.


    "To proceed, each of you must place your offering upon the altar," the voice commanded. "Only then will the path forward be revealed."


    I stepped forward, my heart racing. What could I possibly give up? I thought of my friends, the bonds we had forged, the laughter we had shared. But I also thought of my fears, the insecurities that had haunted me for so long. Perhaps it was time to let go of the weight I had been carrying.


    As I reached the altar, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "I offer my fear of inadequacy," I declared, my voice steady. "I no longer want it to hold me back. I choose to embrace my potential and trust in my abilities."Stolen content warning: this tale belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences elsewhere.


    The crystal pulsed in response, a wave of energy washing over me. I felt a lightness in my chest, as if a burden had been lifted. I stepped back, watching as the crystal absorbed my offering, its glow intensifying.


    One by one, my friends approached the altar. Josh placed a small locket, a cherished memento from his family, and spoke of his fear of losing them. Cain offered a piece of his past, a reminder of a failure he had long carried. Chris placed a worn-out book, filled with memories of his childhood, and spoke of his fear of never being enough. Finally, Keith stepped forward, hesitating for a moment before placing a small, rusted key¡ªa symbol of his fear of being locked away from his true self.


    As Keith stepped back, the altar shimmered with a brilliant light, the crystal absorbing each of our offerings. The air around us crackled with energy, and I could feel the weight of our sacrifices resonating within the chamber. It was a moment of profound connection, a testament to our growth and the bonds we had forged through our trials.


    The voice echoed once more, filled with a sense of approval. "You have each shown great courage in your willingness to sacrifice what you hold dear. Your offerings have been accepted, and the path forward is now open to you."


    With that, the crystal atop the altar burst forth with a radiant light, illuminating the entire chamber. The stone walls seemed to pulse with life, and the flickering torches flared brighter, casting away the shadows that had lingered in the corners. I felt a surge of energy coursing through me, a sense of unity with my friends that transcended words.


    "Look!" Chris exclaimed, pointing toward the far wall of the chamber. A hidden passageway began to reveal itself, the stone sliding away to unveil a path bathed in golden light. It was as if the very essence of the ruins was acknowledging our sacrifices and granting us passage to the next stage of our journey.


    "Let¡¯s go," I said, my voice filled with determination. "We¡¯ve come too far to turn back now."


    As we stepped through the newly revealed passage, I felt a sense of hope and purpose. The trials had tested us in ways we never expected, but we had emerged stronger, more united than ever. Each of us had faced our fears and made sacrifices that would shape our destinies.


    The passage led us into a vast chamber, unlike anything we had encountered before. The walls were adorned with vibrant murals depicting the history of the ancient civilization that had once thrived here. Scenes of triumph and tragedy played out before our eyes, telling the story of heroes who had faced their own trials and emerged victorious.


    As we enter the chamber, we see one altar, and one item is floating above it.


    System notification!


    You can now receive the ancient human artifact (scroll of enhancement).


    The scroll floated gracefully above the altar, its surface shimmering with an ethereal light that seemed to pulse in time with our heartbeats. I could feel the weight of its significance, the power it held, and the potential it could unlock for each of us.


    "Is that...?" Josh began, his eyes wide with awe.


    "Yes," Cain replied, stepping forward. "The Scroll of Enhancement. It¡¯s said to amplify the abilities of those who wield it, allowing them to reach new heights in their skills and powers."


    Keith rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "So, we just take it? After everything we¡¯ve been through, it feels almost too easy."


    "Maybe it¡¯s not about the ease of taking it," Chris suggested, his gaze fixed on the scroll. "It¡¯s about what we¡¯ve learned and how we¡¯ve grown. We¡¯ve faced our fears, made sacrifices, and now we¡¯re ready to embrace this power."


    I stepped closer to the altar, feeling the energy radiating from the scroll. "We¡¯ve all changed through this journey. This scroll isn¡¯t just a tool; it¡¯s a symbol of our growth and the bonds we¡¯ve forged. We should decide together who will wield it."


    The others nodded in agreement, and we gathered around the altar, each of us contemplating the implications of the scroll.


    "I think it should be someone who can use it to protect the rest of us," Josh said, glancing at Cain. "You¡¯ve always been our leader, and you¡¯ve carried the weight of our group on your shoulders."


    Cain shook his head, a humble smile on his face. "I appreciate that, but I believe the scroll should go to someone who can truly harness its potential. We all have our strengths, and I think we should consider who needs it most right now."


    "Well, I¡¯ve always been the one to charge into battle," Keith said, a hint of mischief in his voice. "But I think we all know I could use a little more finesse. Maybe it¡¯s better suited for someone who can strategize and think ahead."


    "Or someone who can inspire us all," Chris added, looking at me. "You¡¯ve faced your fears and accepted your weaknesses. You¡¯ve shown us that strength comes in many forms."


    I felt a rush of warmth at their words, but I hesitated. "I appreciate the vote of confidence, but I don¡¯t want to take this power for myself. We¡¯ve all contributed to this journey, and I believe we should share the benefits of the scroll."


    "How about we each take a turn using it?" Josh suggested. "We can rotate who wields it, allowing each of us to enhance our abilities when the time is right."


    System notification alert!


    You can now share the enhancement scroll with your party (heroes party) 4/5.


    Do you want to use it?


    Yes, no?


    "Yes!" I declared, feeling a surge of excitement at the prospect of sharing this power with my friends. The scroll represented not just an enhancement of our abilities, but a testament to our journey together.


    As the words echoed in the chamber, the scroll floated down gently, landing in my outstretched hands. I could feel its energy pulsing, a warm glow that resonated with the bond we had forged through our trials.


    "Let¡¯s make this a symbol of our unity," I said, looking at each of my friends. "We¡¯ll use it to enhance our strengths and support each other in battle. Together, we can face whatever challenges lie ahead."


    The others nodded in agreement, their expressions filled with determination.


    "How do we activate it?" Keith asked, his curiosity piqued.


    I examined the scroll closely, tracing the intricate symbols etched into its surface. "It looks like we¡¯ll need to channel our energy into it. Each of us can focus on what we want to enhance, and the scroll will amplify that."


    "Let¡¯s do it," Josh said, stepping forward. "I want to enhance my agility. I need to be quicker on my feet in battle."


    As he placed his hands on the scroll, a bright light enveloped him, and I could see the energy flowing from the scroll into him. His movements became more fluid, and I could sense a newfound speed coursing through him.


    "Wow, this feels incredible!" Josh exclaimed, a grin spreading across his face. "I can already feel the difference."


    Next, Cain stepped forward, his expression serious. "I want to enhance my strength. I need to protect all of you."


    As he focused on the scroll, the light intensified, wrapping around him like a protective aura. I could see the muscles in his arms ripple with newfound power, and he stood taller, exuding confidence.


    Chris was next, stepping up with a determined look. "I want to enhance my intelligence. I need to be able to strategize better in battle."


    The scroll responded to his intent, and a soft glow enveloped him. I could see the clarity in his eyes as he absorbed the energy, his mind sharpening with newfound insight.


    Finally, it was Keith¡¯s turn. He approached the altar with a mix of excitement and apprehension. "Uhm... well, I can''t decide... I want to enhance my defense because I''m fighting at long range, but I also want to enhance my weaponry so I could use more effective and more lethal weapons from our world."


    As Keith stood before the scroll, I could see the internal struggle on his face. He was torn between wanting to bolster his defenses and enhancing his offensive capabilities. It was a testament to his growth; he had always been the one to charge in, but now he was considering the balance between offense and defense.


    "Why not do both?" I suggested, stepping closer. "The scroll might allow you to enhance both aspects if you focus on them together. You¡¯ve learned to adapt in battle, so channel that into the scroll."


    "Bruh, I can''t use the vismond try, so I need to pick one. Vismond needs to enhance too, so that''s that," Keith replied.


    "Alright, then let''s focus on your defense for now," I said, trying to encourage him. "You can always use the scroll again later to enhance your weaponry. Besides, having a solid defense will allow you to support us better in battle." He said, but as he''s about to use the scroll, the system announced startled them.


    System notification!


    You can enhance the following.


    ? +100 at one of any stats


    Enhanced your class and opened up class hidden features


    Keith''s eyes widened as the system notification echoed in the chamber, the implications of the scroll''s power sinking in. "Wait, what do you mean by enhancing my class and opening up hidden features?" he asked, his voice a mix of excitement and confusion.


    I glanced at the scroll, feeling the energy still pulsing within it. "It seems like the scroll not only enhances our stats but also unlocks potential we might not even know we have. This could be a game-changer for all of us."


    "Man, your class is definitely a cheat class. Our class didn''t mention this. "Chris frowned.


    "Maybe it¡¯s because of the trials we¡¯ve faced," Josh suggested, trying to make sense of it. "We¡¯ve proven ourselves, and now the scroll is recognizing our growth and potential."


    Keith nodded, his expression shifting from uncertainty to determination. "Alright, then I¡¯ll enhance my defense. I want to be able to take hits for you guys and keep us all safe."


    As he placed his hands on the scroll, the light enveloped him once more, and I could see the energy swirling around him, reinforcing his resolve. The aura shimmered, and I could feel the power radiating from him, a testament to his commitment to protect his friends.


    Suddenly, another system notification chimed in, filling the chamber with a soft, melodic tone.


    Congratulations!


    You have successfully enhanced your class!


    You can now access your class hidden features!


    No points needed.


    "What the fuck is this?!" Keith exclaimed, his voice a mix of disbelief and annoyance. "The fuck you''re saying I enhanced my class?! I fucking said my defense, you motherfucker! I shouted.


    The chamber echoed with Keith''s outburst, the energy still swirling around him as he processed the unexpected news. Josh could see the confusion and frustration etched on his face as Josh stepped forward, trying to calm him down.


    "Keith, it¡¯s okay! This is a good thing," I said, raising my hands in a placating gesture. "You¡¯ve unlocked something special. It means you¡¯ve grown beyond just your current abilities. This could give you an edge in battle."


    "But I didn¡¯t even want this! I just wanted to enhance my defense!" Keith shot back, his voice rising. "Now I¡¯m stuck with some hidden features I didn¡¯t even ask for!"


    "Maybe it¡¯s not about what you wanted," Chris chimed in, his tone steady. "It¡¯s about what you need. This could be an opportunity to become even stronger than you imagined."


    Keith crossed his arms, still visibly agitated. "Yeah, but what if I can¡¯t control it? What if it makes things worse?"


    "Then we¡¯ll figure it out together," I reassured him. "We¡¯ve faced challenges before, and we¡¯ve always come out stronger. This is just another step in our journey."


    "How about we"¡ªjust as Cain is about to say something¡ªwe heard a loud explosion outside.


    The sound reverberated through the chamber, shaking the very stones beneath our feet. Dust and debris fell from the ceiling, and the flickering torches cast erratic shadows on the walls. We exchanged worried glances, the moment of triumph quickly overshadowed by the sudden chaos.


    "What was that?!" Josh shouted, his eyes wide with alarm.


    "It sounded like it came from outside," Cain replied, his voice steady despite the tension in the air. "We need to check it out." And we rush to the explosion location; we saw the rock (the golem I named) and Kaliskto lying on their backs, and four more demons stood above them and looked at us.


    "So you''re the heroes, right?" The demon asks.


    The demon''s voice was smooth, almost mocking, as it surveyed us with a predatory glint in its eyes. Its companions, equally menacing, shifted slightly, their forms cloaked in shadows that seemed to absorb the light around them.


    "Stay sharp," Cain warned, his stance shifting into a defensive posture. "We don¡¯t know what they want."


    The lead demon stepped forward, a smirk playing on its lips. "Oh, we know exactly what we want: the ancient artifacts you¡¯ve just acquired. Hand them over, and we might let you leave here in one piece."


    "You mean pieces?" Keith chime in. But the demon just raise an eyebrow..


    "Not a chance," Josh replied, his voice steady despite the fear gnawing at my insides. "We¡¯ve fought hard for what we have, and we¡¯re not about to give it up to a bunch of demons."


    The lead demon chuckled, a low, sinister sound that sent chills down my spine. "Brave words for mere mortals. But bravery alone won¡¯t save you from the inevitable. You¡¯re outnumbered and outmatched. Surrender now, and perhaps we¡¯ll show you mercy."


    "Mercy?" Cain scoffed, his grip tightening on his weapon. "We¡¯ve faced trials that would break lesser beings. You think we¡¯ll cower before you?"


    "Heh, the only mercy we know is the gossiper (chismosa in Filipino) named aling mercy!" Keith added.


    The lead demon''s expression darkened, and the air around us crackled with tension. "You think your bravado will save you? You¡¯re nothing but insects beneath our feet. We¡¯ve come for the artifacts, and we will take them by force if necessary."


    I could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on us. The scroll of enhancement pulsed in my hands, a reminder of the power we had just gained. We had faced our fears and made sacrifices, but now we were confronted with a very real threat.


    "Listen," I said, stepping forward to assert myself. "We¡¯ve fought hard to get here, and we¡¯re not going to let you take what we¡¯ve earned. If you want the artifacts, you¡¯ll have to go through us."


    The demons exchanged glances, their smirks fading slightly. "Very well," the lead demon said, his voice dripping with disdain. "If it¡¯s a fight you want, then a fight you shall have. But know this: you are outmatched."


    System notification!


    Warning! Warning! The emergency quest has arrived!


    Defeat Demon scout Belsiga level 25 and his minions 0/11.


    Or escape the ruins


    If you manage to defeat the demon


    Reward: instant level up +5


    If you escape: instant level up + 1


    "Hey guys, this is bad," Keith said.


    "Yeah, the system deep this guy is above us, so it''s given us a choice to fight or escape," Cain replies.


    And with a swift motion, the demons lunged at us, their movements fluid and predatory. I felt the adrenaline surge through my veins as I prepared for battle, my friends falling into formation around me.


    As all the demons poured inside the chamber, I summoned my new updated weapon list. I smirked and selected.


    You have successfully summoned


    M16 and Dragon''s Breath 100/100 ammo.


    Do you want to equip the M16?


    Yes, no?


    "Yes, baby!"


    My M16. And I summon dragon''s breath bullets.


    Let''s see how you fuckers fare with this baby!


    The M16 felt solid in my hands, its weight reassuring as I took aim at the demons entering the chamber. Guys, focus on that Bel¡­..uh¡­bel¡­¡­Benjamin saga! I''ll deal with these small fuckers!. The air crackled with tension, and I could feel the energy of the scroll pulsing within me, heightening my senses and sharpening my focus.


    The demons surged forward, their eyes glinting with malice as they prepared to attack. I steadied my breath, feeling the familiar rush of adrenaline coursing through me. The M16 felt like an extension of my will, and I could sense the power of the Dragon''s Breath bullets ready to unleash hell upon our foes.


    "Stay together!" Cain shouted, positioning himself in front of us as a shield. "We need to take them down one by one!"


    I took a quick glance at my friends, their faces set with determination. Josh was already moving to flank one of the smaller demons, while Chris was strategizing, looking for an opening. Keith, still adjusting to his newfound abilities, was readying his bow, his eyes narrowed in concentration.


    "Now!" I shouted, pulling the trigger as the first demon lunged at me. The M16 roared to life, the sound echoing through the chamber like thunder. The bullets tore through the air, striking the demon squarely in the chest. It let out a guttural scream before collapsing to the ground, its form dissipating into shadow.


    You have defeated a lesser-rank demon.


    1/11


    You have earned 500 experience points.


    You have earned 200 summon points.


    Because of defeating a demon for the first time


    You have earned 2 level-ups!


    Congratulations!


    You are now level 12!


    And I quickly change into my crossbow and equip an explosive arrow and aim at the lesser demons. The air was thick with tension as I switched to my crossbow, the familiar weight settling comfortably in my hands. I could feel the energy of the scroll coursing through me, amplifying my focus and determination. The explosive arrow glinted ominously in the dim light of the chamber, and I took a deep breath, steadying my aim.


    "Cover me!" I shouted to my friends, my voice cutting through the chaos. I could see the lesser demons closing in, their eyes filled with malice, but I was ready. I pulled the trigger, and the arrow flew through the air with deadly precision.


    The explosion was deafening, a brilliant flash of light and sound that engulfed the nearest group of demons. They were thrown back, their forms disintegrating in the blast. I felt a rush of exhilaration as I watched the chaos unfold, the power of the scroll amplifying my abilities in ways I had never imagined.


    You have defeated a lesser-rank demon.


    2/11


    You have earned 500 experience points.


    You have earned 200 summon points.


    "Nice shot!" Josh called out, his voice filled with excitement as he took down another demon with a swift strike of his sword. "Keep it up!"


    I quickly reloaded my crossbow, adrenaline pumping through my veins. The remaining demons were regrouping, their expressions shifting from confidence to uncertainty. They had underestimated us, and now they were beginning to realize their mistake.


    "Cain, flank left!" I shouted, spotting an opening. "Chris, cover Josh while he moves in!"


    "Got it!" Cain replied, his voice steady as he charged toward the left flank, his weapon raised high. Chris nodded, quickly positioning himself to provide support for Josh, who was already moving in for the kill.


    The lead demon, Belsiga, watched us with a mixture of anger and disbelief. "You think you can defeat us so easily?" it snarled, its voice dripping with contempt. "You¡¯re nothing but insects, and I will crush you!"


    "Not if we crush you first!" I retorted, my confidence surging as I took aim at Belsiga. The M16 felt like a part of me, and I could feel the power of the scroll amplifying my resolve.


    I pulled the trigger, unleashing a barrage of bullets toward the lead demon. The shots rang out, echoing through the chamber as they struck Belsiga, who staggered back, its form flickering as if struggling to maintain its shape.


    "Huh?! A summoner who can wield a dragon''s breath? You¡¯ll pay for that!" Belsiga roared, its eyes glowing with fury. It raised its hand, summoning dark energy that crackled in the air. I could feel the tension building, and I knew we had to act fast.


    "Oh fuck, that''s how you attract the attention of an unwanted bitch," I said, and I ran for cover because I had already thrown a flash grenade at his face.


    The flash grenade exploded with a blinding light, illuminating the chamber and momentarily disorienting Belsiga. I could see the demon stagger back, its dark energy dissipating as it shielded its eyes from the sudden brightness.


    "Now''s our chance!" I shouted, adrenaline coursing through my veins. "Everyone, attack! I''ll deal with the remaining lesser demons go fuck that nigaman!"


    With the flash grenade''s blinding light still lingering in the air, I seized the moment to charge forward, my heart pounding with adrenaline. The remaining lesser demons were momentarily stunned, and I could see my friends moving in for the attack.


    "Josh, now!" I yelled, pointing toward the nearest lesser demon. He nodded, his sword gleaming as he lunged forward, slicing through the demon with a swift, practiced motion. The creature let out a shriek before dissolving into shadows.


    You have defeated a lesser-rank demon.


    3/11


    You have earned 500 experience points.


    You have earned 200 summon points.


    "Keep it up!" Chris shouted, his voice filled with determination as he unleashed a flurry of spells, targeting another lesser demon. The air crackled with energy as his magic struck true, sending the demon reeling back.


    I focused on Belsiga, who was still recovering from the flash grenade. The lead demon''s fury was palpable, and I could see the dark energy swirling around it, gathering strength for a counterattack. I needed to act fast.


    "Cain, distract Belsiga!" I called out, knowing that our best chance lay in keeping the demon off balance. Cain nodded, charging forward with a fierce battle cry, his weapon raised high. He swung at Belsiga, forcing the demon to focus on him, and it managed to back slap him and threw him towards me.


    "Oh fuck!" I said as Cain crashes into me.


    You have su


    ffered -300 health points.


    Health: 900/1200


    "Damn it, he''s tougher than I thought," I said.


    "Hey , Keith. I think this is the time you show us what you in-store there. We need it now."Cain said and I just nodded and open up my window


    And scrolling for new weapons that could deal much damage to that demon, as I scan the list, I notice a red blinking notification; as I open it, my eyes widen in shock.


    System Notification!


    You have opened the system''s hidden features.


    Now you can have a special-grade summon! Level 1


    You mom(blurrrr)


    To be continued...

 Chapter 6: Moms O.P slippers!

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist! "Only I can summon those!!"


    Chapter 6: Mom''s O.P slippers!


    The air crackled with tension as I stared at the system notification, my heart racing. "You have opened the system''s hidden features. Now you can have a special-grade summon! Level 1." The words echoed in my mind, and I felt a surge of excitement mixed with apprehension. What could this special summon be?


    "Hey! Focus!" Cain shouted, pulling me back to the present. Belsiga was recovering, and the lesser demons were regrouping, their eyes glinting with malice. I quickly shook off my surprise and turned my attention back to the battle.


    "Right! Let¡¯s do this!" I shouted, adrenaline pumping through my veins. I had to make a decision. I opened the summon menu, scanning through the options. My mind raced as I considered the possibilities.


    Loading summon list...


    Stinelas ni mama (You''re mom''s slipper)


    Attack +40 critical hit 60% damage when enemies get hit on the face even if the enemies are a lot stronger than the user. After hit, enemies aren''t able to move for 30 seconds. When equipped, the skill "Mom''s Wrath" is created! Can only be active when the stronger enemy is hit with a critical hit effect. And all of the lower subordinates of said enemy will be under the skill too. Effect: Can impose fear on all enemies that the user designated. (10 sec) +10 sec the more you hit the target, the longer the duration will be. Additional effect: The user will have all stat boosts momentarily because the skill is active more than once. cooldown: 3 mins mana cost: 100. Summon points needed: 1000


    *Sinturon ni papa (dad''s old belt):


    Attack: +60 Defense: 40 Critical: +10


    Can parry all attacks from any weapons (magic not included. You need to upgrade it up to level 5 to parry/block any magic attacks).


    Skill: "On your butt!" When in use, your enemies will automatically hit their face butts up (yeah, it''s a free hit, my guy!). Duration effect: 20 seconds. Cool down: 5 minutes. Summon points needed: 2000 points.


    *Mom''s hanger.


    Attack: +20 critical hit: 80 (uses :3 hits only after use; it will break and explode)


    Can be used as a throwable weapon. Summon points needed: 500 points.


    *Your lost phone: (realme 8 5G) free (the upgrade isn''t)


    "THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT!!!!" IS SHOUTED as I shout, and one of the demons swung at me, and I got thrown to the wall. "Urgh... fuck you, damn system! Are you kidding me!? Why shit items! I said as I coughed blood. When I looked at my health, my annoyance grew.


    You got hit with critical damage! -600


    Health: 300/1200


    I could feel the heat of the battle intensifying around me, the lesser demons closing in like a pack of wolves. My heart raced as I glanced back at the summon menu, frustration boiling over. "This can''t be all there is!" I muttered, wiping the blood from my mouth. I needed something¡ªanything¡ªthat could turn the tide of this fight.


    "Come on, think!" I urged myself, scanning the options again. The absurdity of the summons was almost comical, but I had no time for laughter. I needed to make a choice, and fast.


    Stinelas ni mama seemed like a joke, but the critical hit effect was tempting. If I could land a hit on Belsiga, it might just give me the edge I needed. But the cooldown was long, and I couldn''t afford to waste time.


    Sinturon ni papa had a solid defense and a free hit skill, but I needed something more aggressive. I could already feel the demons closing in, their snarls echoing in my ears.


    Then there was Mom''s hanger. It was weak, but the critical hit chance was high. If I could throw it at the right moment, it might just buy me enough time to regroup.


    And then there was the lost phone. Free, but what could it possibly do? I shook my head in disbelief. "This is ridiculous," I muttered, but desperation clawed at me.


    "Choose already!" Cain shouted, dodging a swing from a demon. "We can''t hold them off forever!"


    I took a deep breath, my mind racing. I had to make a choice that would give me the best chance of survival.


    "Alright, I¡¯m going with Stinelas ni mama!" I shouted, my voice cutting through the chaos. I felt a surge of energy as the summon activated, a shimmering light enveloping me.


    Suddenly, a cartoonish slipper appeared in front of me, glowing with an otherworldly aura. It was ridiculous, but I had to trust the system.


    "Mom''s Wrath!" I yelled, aiming the slipper at Belsiga, who was still recovering from the last attack. The slipper flew through the air, hitting the demon squarely in the face.


    A loud thwack echoed through the battlefield, and I watched in awe as Belsiga staggered back, momentarily stunned. The lesser demons froze, their eyes wide with fear as the aura of the slipper spread outwards.


    "Now''s our chance!" I shouted to Cain, who was already charging forward. The fear effect was working; the lesser demons hesitated, glancing at their leader, unsure of what to do.


    "Let¡¯s finish this!" Cain roared, and together we pressed the advantage. I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins as I fought alongside my friend, the ridiculousness of the situation fueling my determination. And I tried to summon my shotgun, but I heard a system notification.


    Unable to equip other weapons due to Mom''s slipper skill effect. Unequip the in-use weapons first before summoning another.


    Do you like to unequip Mom''s slippers?


    Yes, no?


    "Fuck, no!"


    Mom''s other effect! User now has a 50% all-stat boost due to Mom''s wrath effect.


    The battlefield erupted into chaos as Cain, Josh, Chris, and I pressed our advantage. The lesser demons, still reeling from the shock of Belsiga being hit by a cartoonish slipper, hesitated, their confidence shaken. I could feel the power of the "Mom''s Wrath" effect coursing through me, amplifying my strength and speed.


    With renewed vigor, I charged into the fray, dodging and weaving through the lesser demons as they struggled to regain their composure. The absurdity of the situation was not lost on me; here I was, wielding a cartoonish slipper as my weapon, and yet it was working. The fear radiating from Belsiga had thrown the lesser demons into disarray, and I intended to capitalize on that.


    "Josh! To the left!" I shouted, pointing at a group of demons that had begun to regroup. He nodded, understanding my intent, and we moved in sync, flanking the demons. I could feel the power of "Mom''s Wrath" surging through me, enhancing my every move. I was faster, stronger, and more confident than I had ever been in this chaotic battle.


    While Cain and Chris are dealing with other demons.


    I could see Cain''s muscles tense as he prepared to strike. The chaos around us was a blur of claws and teeth, but I focused on the task at hand. The lesser demons were still shaken, their eyes darting nervously between Belsiga and us.


    "Now!" I shouted, and we lunged forward, our movements synchronized like a well-rehearsed dance. I swung the cartoonish slipper with all my might, aiming for the nearest demon. The impact was comical, but the results were anything but. The demon stumbled back, clutching its face, and I felt a rush of exhilaration.


    "Keep pushing!" Cain yelled, his sword slicing through the air as he took down another demon. I could see Josh and Chris working together, their teamwork flawless as they dispatched their foes with a combination of skill and sheer determination.


    The battlefield was a cacophony of growls, shouts, and the occasional thwack of my slipper connecting with a demon''s face. I was in the zone, the absurdity of my weapon only adding to my confidence. Each time I landed a hit, I could feel the fear effect ripple through the lesser demons, causing them to falter and hesitate.This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.


    "Mom''s Wrath is working!" I shouted, adrenaline surging through me. "They can''t handle it!"


    "Just keep hitting them!" Cain replied, his voice filled with urgency. "We need to take down Belsiga before they regroup!"


    I nodded, my eyes locked on the towering figure of Belsiga, who was still reeling from the initial hit. I could see the anger boiling in its eyes, and I knew we had to act fast.


    "Cain, cover me!" I yelled, charging toward Belsiga. The demon was starting to regain its composure, and I needed to land another hit before it could retaliate.


    With a swift motion, I hurled the slipper at Belsiga, the ridiculousness of the act only fueling my determination. The slipper soared through the air, hitting Belsiga squarely in the face once more.


    A loud thwack echoed, and I watched as the demon staggered back, its expression a mix of confusion and rage. The fear effect rippled through the lesser demons again, and I could see them falter, their resolve crumbling.


    "Now, Cain!" I shouted, and he charged forward, taking advantage of Belsiga''s momentary distraction.


    With a fierce battle cry, he swung his great sword, aiming for the demon''s exposed flank. The blade connected, and Belsiga let out a roar of pain, the sound reverberating through the battlefield.


    I could see the tide of battle shifting in our favor. The lesser demons were losing their confidence, and I felt a surge of hope.


    "Keep it up!" I yelled, my voice cutting through the chaos. The absurdity of wielding a cartoonish slipper was now a source of strength rather than embarrassment. I could feel the power of "Mom''s Wrath" coursing through me, amplifying my every move, and I was determined to make the most of it.


    As Belsiga staggered from Cain''s blow, I took a moment to catch my breath. The lesser demons were still reeling, their eyes darting between their fallen leader and us. I could see the fear etched on their faces, and it fueled my resolve.


    "Josh! Chris! We need to push them back!" I shouted, rallying my friends. They nodded, their expressions fierce and determined. Together, we charged forward, a united front against the remaining demons.


    The tide of battle was shifting in our favor. The lesser demons were losing their confidence, and I felt a surge of hope.


    "Josh! Chris! Focus on the stragglers!" I called out, pointing to a group of lesser demons that were hesitating, their eyes wide with fear.


    "On it!" Josh replied, his voice steady as he and Chris moved to flank the demons.


    I turned my attention back to Belsiga, who was now visibly enraged. The demon''s eyes locked onto me, and I could feel the weight of its fury.


    "Come on, you overgrown black lizard!" I taunted, brandishing the slipper defiantly. "Is that all you''ve got? How about you wag that tail of yours for me, or do you want me to spank you with this?"


    Belsiga let out a guttural growl, charging at me with renewed fury. I braced myself, ready to dodge its attack.


    As Belsiga lunged forward, I felt the ground tremble beneath its massive weight. I sidestepped just in time, narrowly avoiding the demon''s claws as they slashed through the air where I had just been standing. The adrenaline coursed through me, heightening my senses as I prepared for my next move.


    "Cain! Now!" I shouted, and he sprang into action, charging at Belsiga from the side. The demon was momentarily distracted by my taunts, and Cain seized the opportunity to strike. His sword glinted in the dim light as he swung it with all his might, aiming for Belsiga''s exposed flank.


    The blade connected with a sickening thud, and Belsiga roared in pain, its attention snapping back to Cain. I could see the fury in its eyes, but I knew we had to keep the pressure on. The fear effect from my slipper was still in play, but I couldn''t let up now.


    "Speed up!, Cain!" I yelled, my voice filled with determination. "We can take it down!"


    I raised the cartoonish slipper high, feeling the energy crackle around me. "Time for round two, Belsiga!" I shouted, my voice echoing through the chaos of the battlefield. The absurdity of the situation was not lost on me, but I was riding a wave of adrenaline and confidence.


    "Mom''s Wrath!" I yelled, activating the skill once more. The slipper glowed brightly, and I hurled it at Belsiga with all my might. The ridiculous projectile flew through the air, and I could almost hear the cartoonish sound effects accompanying its flight.


    THWACK! The slipper connected with Belsiga''s face again, and the demon staggered back, its eyes wide with shock. The fear effect rippled through the lesser demons once more, and I could see them falter, their resolve crumbling under the weight of their leader''s humiliation.


    "Now, Cain! Finish it!" I shouted, my heart racing as I watched Belsiga reel from the impact. Cain wasted no time, charging forward with a fierce battle cry. He swung his sword with all his strength, aiming for the demon''s exposed side. Final slash! "he shouted as he cut through Belsiga''s body.


    The blade sliced through the air with a deadly precision, and I could see the moment of realization dawn on Belsiga''s face. The demon''s eyes widened in shock as Cain''s sword connected, a deep gash opening up along its side. The battlefield fell silent for a heartbeat, the chaos around us pausing as if the world itself was holding its breath.


    Belsiga let out a guttural roar, a sound filled with pain and fury. It staggered back, clutching its wound, and I could see the fear in the eyes of the lesser demons. They were losing their leader, and with it, their will to fight.


    "Damn it, this guy is quite durable!" Cain shouted.


    "Now''s our chance! He has only 2 HP!" I shouted, adrenaline surging through me. "Push forward! We can end this


    With a rallying cry, I charged at Belsiga, my heart pounding in my chest. The lesser demons hesitated, glancing between their fallen leader and us, their resolve wavering. I could see the fear etched on their faces, and it fueled my determination.


    "Josh! Chris! Now!" I yelled, gesturing for them to join the fray. They nodded, their expressions fierce and determined, and together we surged forward, a united front against the remaining demons.


    The battlefield erupted into chaos once more as we pressed our advantage. I swung the cartoonish slipper with all my might, aiming for Belsiga''s exposed flank. The impact was comical, but the results were anything but. The demon staggered back, its eyes wide with shock and disbelief.


    "Keep pushing!" Cain yelled, his voice filled with urgency. "We need to take down Belsiga before they regroup!"


    I could feel the power of "Mom''s Wrath" surging through me, amplifying my every move. I was faster, stronger, and more confident than I had ever been in this chaotic battle. The absurdity of wielding a cartoonish slipper was now a source of strength rather than embarrassment.


    "Finish it!" I shouted, my voice cutting through the chaos. The lesser demons were losing their confidence, and I felt a surge of hope.


    With one final push, we surrounded Belsiga, our combined strength overwhelming the demon. I could see the fear in its eyes as it realized it was outnumbered and outmatched. The lesser demons began to retreat, their resolve crumbling as they witnessed their leader''s downfall.


    "Don''t let them escape!" I shouted, determination fueling my every move. We pressed forward, our attacks relentless as we fought to end the battle once and for all.


    Belsiga let out a final roar, a sound filled with pain and fury, before collapsing to the ground. The battlefield fell silent, the chaos around us pausing as we stood victorious.


    "We did it!" I shouted, my heart racing with exhilaration. The absurdity of the situation was not lost on me, but in that moment, all that mattered was our victory.


    System notification!


    Congratulations! You have defeated


    The enemies! Would you like to receive your reward.? Yes, no?


    "Yes!" we say in unison.


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    You are now level 17.


    You have 10 free stat points.


    You have received 10,000 summon points.


    You will be receiving a system gift for defeating a rare kind of monster.


    Do you want to receive it? Yes, no?


    "Yes," as I receive it and open it.


    You have received


    Summon pass package!


    You can now unlock the weapons era set!


    You will receive an additional gift for defeating a stronger opponent.


    You have received a free magnum (the elephant killer) stat (hidden).


    The air was thick with the scent of sulfur and the remnants of battle as I stood there, panting and exhilarated. The chaos of the fight faded into the background, replaced by the triumphant sound of our victory. My heart raced as I processed the system notifications flooding my mind.


    "Level 17!" I exclaimed, a grin spreading across my face. "And 10,000 summon points! This is incredible!"


    Cain, still catching his breath, clapped me on the back. "You really pulled it off with that slipper! Who knew it would be so effective?"


    I chuckled, the absurdity of it all still sinking in. "Yeah, I guess Mom''s slipper really packs a punch. But we need to stay focused. What¡¯s this summon pass package?"


    I opened the package, a shimmering light enveloping me as the contents materialized. A sleek, ornate card appeared in my hand, inscribed with intricate designs and glowing runes.


    Summon Pass Package: Random Weapons Era Set Unlocked!


    You have unlocked the modern era set! You can now summon weapons from 1990 to the early 2000''s weapons.


    I stared at the shimmering card in my hand, a mix of excitement and curiosity bubbling within me. The modern era set? Weapons from the 1990s to the early 2000s? My mind raced with possibilities. I could already envision the array of firearms, melee weapons, and gadgets that could be at my disposal.


    "Alright, let''s see what we can summon," I said, my voice filled with determination. I opened the summon menu again, eager to explore the new options available to me.


    Loading summon list...


    Modern Era Weapons Set:


    M4A1 Carbine (intermediate)


    Attack: +80 Special: High rate of fire; can be upgraded for increased damage.


    Summon points needed: 3000


    Katana: (intermediate) Attack: +70


    Special: Critical hit chance of 30%. Can slice through most materials. Skill: quick draw (a quick slash can be unleashed; a slash of light will cut through enemies like Getzuga of Ichigo). Skill can be upgraded.


    Summon points needed: 2500


    Desert Eagle


    Attack: +90


    Special: High damage per shot, critical hit chance of 50%. Skill: bleed. (Enemies will bleed and lose life points over time.) Passive skill.


    Summon points needed: 4000


    Baseball Bat (intermediate)


    Attack: +50


    Special: Can knock enemies back, causing them to lose their balance for 10 sec and can parry back attacks.


    Summon points needed: 1000


    Tactical Knife


    Attack: +40


    Special: Silent takedown ability, can be thrown. Skill: executioner (as long as you''re at your enemy''s back, you can one-shot them, as long as they''re one tier higher than yours). Summon points needed: 1500; other summons will be unlocked once you reach level 20. I stared at the new summon options, my heart racing with excitement. The absurdity of the previous battle faded into the background as I contemplated the potential of these modern weapons. Each one had its own unique advantages, and I could already envision how they would change the dynamics of future fights.Wow, these are some serious upgrades," I said, glancing at Cain, who was still catching his breath. "We could really turn the tide with these weapons."


    "Yeah, but we need to be smart about our choices," Cain replied, wiping sweat from his brow. "What are you thinking?"


    I scanned the list again, weighing my options carefully. The M4A1 Carbine stood out with its high rate of fire and upgrade potential, but I also loved the idea of wielding a katana. The Desert Eagle was tempting with its high damage and bleed effect, while the baseball bat offered utility with its knockback ability.


    "Honestly, I think I¡¯m leaning towards the Desert Eagle," I said, my finger hovering over the option. "High damage and a critical hit chance of 50%? That could be a game-changer."


    Cain nodded, clearly impressed. "That sounds like a solid choice. Just remember, we need to save some summon points for future battles too."


    I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the decision. "Alright, I¡¯m going for it. Summoning the Desert Eagle!"


    I confirmed my choice, and a bright light enveloped me once more. The air shimmered, and in an instant, the Desert Eagle materialized in my hands. It was a sleek, powerful-looking handgun, its polished surface gleaming in the dim light. I could feel the weight of it, the promise of power and precision.


    "Nice!" Cain exclaimed, eyeing the weapon with admiration. "That looks badass."


    I grinned, feeling a surge of confidence. "Now we¡¯re talking. Let¡¯s see what else we can summon."


    I opened the summon menu again, eager to explore the remaining options. The katana was still tempting, but I also considered the tactical knife for its stealth capabilities.


    "How about you? What are you thinking of summoning?" I asked Cain.


    He glanced at the list, his brow furrowed in concentration. "I think I¡¯ll go with the M4A1 Carbine. It¡¯ll give me a solid ranged option, and I can always upgrade it later."


    "Good choice!" I said, feeling the excitement build again. "Let¡¯s do it!"


    Cain confirmed his choice, and the M4A1 Carbine appeared in his hands, a sleek and powerful rifle that looked ready for action.


    "Alright, we¡¯re armed and ready," he said, a determined glint in his eyes. "What¡¯s next?"


    I looked around at the battlefield, the remnants of our fight still lingering in the air. "We need to regroup and assess our next move. There might be more enemies lurking around, and we need to be prepared."


    "Hey guys, you ok?" Josh asked the rock golem and Kaliskto.


    The rock golem, still standing tall despite the chaos, nodded slowly, its stony features betraying a hint of relief. "We are fine. Your victory has bolstered our spirits. The lesser demons were no match for your combined strength."


    Kaliskto, the enigmatic figure with a shimmering aura, stepped forward, his eyes glinting with admiration. "You fought bravely. The power of your summons is impressive. I sensed the fear radiating from the lesser demons when you struck Belsiga. It was a strategic move."


    "Thanks, Kaliskto," I replied, still buzzing from the adrenaline of the battle. "We couldn''t have done it without each other. But we need to stay vigilant. There could be more threats lurking in the shadows."


    Cain adjusted his grip on the M4A1 Carbine, scanning the surroundings. "We should find a safe spot to regroup and plan our next move. We¡¯ve got some serious firepower now, but we need to be smart about how we use it."


    "Agreed," I said, glancing at the remnants of the battlefield. The air was still thick with the scent of sulfur, and the ground was littered with the remains of the lesser demons. "Let¡¯s head to higher ground. We can get a better view of the area and spot any potential threats."


    Josh nodded, his expression serious. "I¡¯ll keep an eye out for any movement. We need to be ready for anything."


    As we made our way to a nearby ridge, I felt a sense of camaraderie among us. We had faced overwhelming odds and emerged victorious, but the battle was far from over. The system notifications still echoed in my mind, reminding me of the power we had gained and the challenges that lay ahead. As we walked out of the ruins, we saw the aftermath of a battle.


    And we see our party member, Vismond.

 Chapter 6: matching making and artilleries!

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist! "Only I can summon those!!"


    Chapter 6: matching making and artilleries!


    Vismond stood at the edge of the ridge, his silhouette framed against the fading light of the rising sun. His dark cloak billowed slightly in the breeze, and his piercing gaze scanned the battlefield, taking in the remnants of the chaos we had just endured. The air was thick with the scent of sulfur and the metallic tang of blood, but there was a palpable sense of victory hanging in the atmosphere.


    "You guys took your time there, he jokingly asks as we scan the area and the kingdom''s knights take care of the remains of the demons in the area. And notice a beautiful blonde knight behind him ordering the soldiers.


    "Well, if we didn''t, you wouldn''t have any fun down here." I replied with a grin, teasing him, and he hurriedly explained why she''s here and why there are so many soldiers the kingdom sent to aid us. And they send 4 of their elite knights to aid us in this battle.


    Vismond''s eyes sparkled with a mix of admiration and mischief as he gestured toward the blonde knight, her armor glinting in the early morning light. "That¡¯s Sir Elara, one of the kingdom''s finest. They say she single-handedly turned the tide in the last skirmish against the Shadow Legion. I think she¡¯s here to keep an eye on us¡ªmake sure we don¡¯t get ourselves killed."


    "Us or you," I teased Vismond even more and made him blush even more as I chuckled, watching as Elara barked orders with a commanding presence that demanded respect. Her voice carried over the din of clanking armor and the shuffling of soldiers, a beacon of authority amidst the chaos. "Looks like she¡¯s got everything under control," I said, nodding in her direction. "Maybe we should take notes."


    And as I try using my appraisal to her, my eyes widen to her stats.


    As I focused my mind, the familiar sensation of appraisal washed over me, and the world around me faded into a blur. The details of Sir Elara''s presence sharpened, revealing the intricate layers of her abilities and skills.


    Name: Sir Elara


    Age: 20


    Class: Elite Magic Knight


    Level: 35


    Health: 1500/1500


    Mana: 1200/1200


    Strength: 90


    Agility: 85


    Intelligence: 60


    Defense: 80


    Special Skills:


    Personal stats (blur)


    (Woah, there you have your wifey material!)


    Swordmastery: Increases damage dealt with swords by 30%.


    Battle Command: Boosts allies'' morale, increasing their attack and defense by 15% for 30 seconds.


    Shield Wall: Creates a protective barrier for allies, absorbing up to 100 damage.


    Heroic Charge: A powerful forward strike that deals double damage and stuns the target for 2 seconds.


    Background:


    Miss Elara hails from the prestigious Order of the Silver Shield, known for their unwavering loyalty and unmatched combat prowess. She has fought in numerous battles against the Shadow Legion and is revered as a hero among the kingdom''s people.


    As the appraisal faded, I couldn''t help but feel a mix of awe and respect. Elara was not just a knight; she was a force of nature, a beacon of hope in the darkest of times. Her stats were impressive, but it was her commanding presence that truly set her apart.


    "Wow, she''s more than a hero than me I''m just a summoner and her stats sheesh." I muttered, barely able to contain my surprise. "She¡¯s not just any knight. She¡¯s a legend in the making." As I comment that I noticed that personal stats, I try to open it as the new stats window pops up. My jaw drops. Because it contains her body measurements, etc.


    Name: Elara Marie Veronique


    Age: 20


    Status: single


    Height: 5''9"


    Weight: 140 lbs


    Measurements: 36-24-36


    Hair Color: Blonde


    Eye Color: Blue


    Hubby: cooking


    Background: Elara Marie Veronique, known as Sir Elara, is a distinguished member of the Order of the Silver Shield. Raised in a noble family, she was trained in the arts of combat and magic from a young age. Her dedication to her craft and her unwavering sense of justice have earned her a reputation as one of the kingdom''s most formidable knights. Despite her accolades, she remains humble and committed to protecting the innocent.


    As I stared at the unexpected details, my cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and intrigue. "Uh, well, that¡¯s... informative," I stammered, quickly trying to refocus my thoughts. Vismond, noticing my reaction, raised an eyebrow and smirked.


    "Looks like someone¡¯s taken an interest," he teased, nudging me playfully. "Careful, or you might just end up on the receiving end of her heroic charge."


    I shot him a glare, but I couldn¡¯t help the smile creeping onto my face. "I¡¯m just appreciating her skills, that¡¯s all. A summoner like me could learn a thing or two from her."


    Vismond chuckled, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Sure, sure. Just remember, she¡¯s here to help us, not to be your personal muse."


    "By the way, now you got a potential wifey there," I tease again.


    Vismond rolled his eyes, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Oh, come on! You know I¡¯m not looking for a ¡®wifey¡¯ right now. I¡¯ve got enough on my plate with these demons and our little adventure."


    I leaned against the ridge, crossing my arms and smirking. "Sure, but you can¡¯t deny that she¡¯s impressive. I mean, look at her! She¡¯s got the skills, the looks, and can also cook, and that commanding presence. It¡¯s like she stepped right out of a storybook. In short, a perfect wifey, unlike in our world where girls there are heavy drinkers like their fathers, so take it or leave it."


    Vismond sighed dramatically, feigning exasperation. "You¡¯re not going to let this go, are you? I can already see the wheels turning in your head. Next thing I know, you¡¯ll be trying to set me up with her."


    "Oh, my lonely friend, you are not wrong with that. I''m guilty like your cat eating your tuna sandwich," I replied.


    Vismond chuckled, shaking his head in mock defeat. "Just remember, I¡¯m here to fight demons, not to play matchmaker. But if you keep this up, I might just have to start charging you for my emotional labor."


    I laughed, the tension of the recent battle easing as we bantered. "Consider it a small price to pay for the entertainment. Besides, who wouldn¡¯t want to see you and Sir Elara in a romantic subplot? It¡¯s practically begging to happen. Man, I''ll have my popcorn. I''d love one. I mean, right now."


    As we continued to watch the knights and soldiers clean up the battlefield, I couldn¡¯t help but steal glances at Elara. She moved with a grace that was both intimidating and captivating, her every command met with swift obedience. It was clear she commanded respect, not just through her skills but through her unwavering dedication to her comrades.


    "Look at her," I said, gesturing subtly. "She¡¯s like a general on the field. I bet she could lead an army into battle and come out victorious without breaking a sweat."


    Vismond nodded, his expression turning serious for a moment. "She¡¯s earned her reputation for a reason. But remember, even the strongest knights have their vulnerabilities. It¡¯s not just about strength; it¡¯s about strategy and teamwork."This novel''s true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there.


    "True," I conceded, my mind racing with thoughts of how we could leverage her skills in our own battles. "But having someone like her on our side could change everything. Imagine the odds we could overcome together."


    Vismond¡¯s gaze shifted back to me, a hint of mischief returning. "So, are you planning to ask her for a sparring session? Maybe you can impress her with your summoning skills."


    "Nah, all my summons are lethal weapons just for killing, not to impress some noblewoman, so nah, if you want to use bad cap and good cap on her, it''s not gonna work, my guy; your girl is hardened by battle, so you need sweet poems." As we continue our little charade for his future girlfriend, Josh, Cain, and Chris are with the commander of the knights relaying what happened inside the ruins. While some healers are healing Kaliskto and asking him some questions.


    The sun continued to rise, casting a warm glow over the battlefield as the knights and soldiers worked diligently to clear the remnants of the demon incursion. The atmosphere was charged with a mix of relief and lingering tension, the kind that follows a hard-fought victory. Vismond and I remained perched on the ridge, our banter a welcome distraction from the grim reality of our surroundings.


    "Seriously, though," I said, turning my attention back to Vismond. "If you ever get the chance to talk to Sir Elara, you should take it. She could be a valuable ally, and who knows? Maybe she¡¯d appreciate your... unique charm."


    Vismond rolled his eyes again, but I could see a flicker of interest in his expression. "Unique charm? You mean my ability to trip over my own feet and make awkward small talk? Yeah, that¡¯ll win her over for sure."


    "Hey, confidence is key!" I shot back, nudging him playfully. "Just think of it as a strategy. You¡¯re the charming rogue, and she¡¯s the noble knight. It¡¯s practically a classic tale waiting to unfold."


    He chuckled, shaking his head. "You really think I should just waltz up to her and start chatting about my ¡®unique charm¡¯? What if she thinks I¡¯m just some bumbling fool?"


    "Then you¡¯ll have to prove her wrong," I replied, my tone light but earnest. "Show her you¡¯re more than just a summoner. You¡¯ve got skills, too. You¡¯ve fought alongside me, faced demons, and survived. That counts for something."


    Vismond sighed, glancing back at Elara, who was now overseeing the distribution of supplies to the soldiers. "I guess you have a point. But what if she¡¯s not interested? I mean, she¡¯s a knight, and I¡¯m just... me."


    "Vismond, don''t listen to keith; the dude doesn''t have any girlfriend either that idiot just want to have a laugh, "Josh chimed in.


    Vismond shot me a glare, but I could see the corners of his mouth twitching in amusement. "Thanks for the vote of confidence, Josh," he replied dryly, but the tension in his shoulders eased a bit. As we continued, the commander told us to pack our things and head to the village.


    The sun climbed higher in the sky, casting a golden hue over the battlefield as the last remnants of the demon incursion were cleared away. The knights and soldiers worked with a sense of purpose, their camaraderie evident in the way they moved together, each knowing their role in the aftermath of the battle. Vismond and I remained on the ridge, our playful banter a welcome distraction from the grim reality of our surroundings.


    "Alright, alright," Vismond finally relented, a hint of determination in his voice. "Maybe I¡¯ll at least say hello to Sir Elara. But if I trip over my own feet, you¡¯re taking full responsibility for this."


    I laughed, clapping him on the back. "Deal! Just remember, confidence is key. And if all else fails, you can always summon a demon to impress her."


    "Man, I don''t know if you''re helping Vismond or just want a laugh, because you too are single and don''t have a girlfriend, to the point we can call you a sage." As Josh comments, I couldn''t help but chuckle at the truth in his words. "Touch¨¦, Josh. But at least I¡¯m not the one blushing like a schoolboy at the thought of talking to a pretty knight."


    Vismond shot me a mock glare, but I could see the hint of a smile creeping onto his face. "Alright, alright, enough about me. What¡¯s the plan now? We can¡¯t just stand here all day, admiring Sir Elara and her impressive stats."


    I glanced back at the battlefield, where the knights were finishing up their tasks. "Well, the commander mentioned heading to the village to regroup and assess our next steps. I think we should join them. It¡¯ll give you a chance to talk to Elara without the chaos of the battlefield around you. How about you practice your pickup lines or something while I tweak some of my new summons?" I said, getting excited about my new weapons.


    "Oh really, tell me about it," Vismond asks. with sparkling eyes.


    "The dude basically summons his mom''s slippers and uses that to defeat the high-ranking demon," Chris chimes in.


    I couldn''t help but laugh at Chris''s comment, shaking my head. "Hey, those slippers are a powerful weapon in their own right! You underestimate the power of your mom''s ultimate weapon." I said it with a grin.


    Vismond chuckled, but I could see the gears turning in his head. "Alright, so what¡¯s the plan with your summons? Are you really going to use your mom''s slippers as a weapon?"


    "Not exactly," I replied, waving my hand dismissively. "I''m planning to summon all of the remaining special grade summons that can provide support in battle, and the most intriguing is the "my old phone" summon. It doesn''t have any details on it.


    Vismond raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Your old phone? How is that supposed to help us in battle? Are you planning to call for backup or something?


    "Dunno, well, we''re about to find out after we enter the village." As I said that, I pointed at the village''s gate.


    After we settled in, the chief greeted us again, and he set a celebration for our history against the demons. As they were preparing me, Josh and I went with the village chief, and we discussed the reinforcement of the village walls like the emperor requested. Using our knowledge from modern Earth (our world), we asked the chief to prepare the materials, and Josh and I would do the job because it turns out it''s not only me who has unusual skills. He has it too.


    He is a Devine knight (or, in our world, a master or super swordsman), but he has a subjob.


    And it''s called Devine Alchemist. And it suits him because his dad is a foreman in a construction company, so he teaches him a lot of things. While Caine, Chris, and Vismond''s tasks are different, Vismond''s task is to patrol the area with Miss Elera while Caine is tending to the wounded because he has the subjob Divine Priest (man, they all have divine; what am I, a demon class? Fuck it, it''s unfair). Chris is with the locals preparing food because he has a cooking master job.


    "So, Dre (I called Josh), what''s next? All of the material you requested from Gramps is here. Show me your alchemy," I said with excitement in my voice.


    Josh grinned, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "Alright, let¡¯s get to work! I¡¯ve been waiting for a chance to put my skills to the test." He gestured toward the pile of materials we had gathered¡ªwood, stone, and various metals. "First, we need to reinforce the walls. I can create some sturdy supports and barriers that will hold against any future attacks."


    "Uhuh, uhuh!" As I nodded, he opened his alchemy window.


    Josh focused intently, his hands moving gracefully as he began to manipulate the materials before us. The air shimmered with a faint glow as he activated his alchemy skills, and I watched in awe as the wood and stone began to shift and reshape under his command.


    Alchemy Skill Activated: Reinforced Wall Construction


    A series of translucent blueprints appeared in front of him, detailing the design of the reinforced walls. He pointed to various sections, explaining his thought process. "We¡¯ll need to create a solid foundation first. I can infuse the stone with a durability enhancement, making it resistant to both physical and magical attacks."


    I nodded, impressed. "That sounds perfect. And what about the wood? We can use it for the upper sections, right?"


    "Exactly! I can treat the wood to make it fire-resistant and more resilient to decay. It¡¯ll last much longer against the elements and any potential siege," he replied, his excitement palpable.


    As he worked, I couldn¡¯t help but feel a sense of camaraderie building between us. We were both outsiders in this world, but here we were, using our unique skills to make a difference. I glanced around, taking in the bustling village as the locals prepared for the celebration. The atmosphere was filled with laughter and anticipation, a stark contrast to the chaos we had just faced.


    "Hey, while you¡¯re doing your alchemy magic, I¡¯ll start gathering some more materials. We might need extra supplies if we want to make these walls as strong as possible," I suggested, already planning my next move." As I said that, I remembered something I have from my summon weapons.


    "Man, can you make that part of the wall open and have a hole in it?" I ask Josh, and he just does it and asks back. "This is for what?" he asks.


    "Wait a sec, I need it to confirm. Open summon! Intermediate list." As I scrolled down, I finally found what I was searching for. "Bingo!"


    Do you want to place a summon here permanently?


    Yes, no?


    Yes!


    Congratulations!


    You have successfully summoned "1841 powdered canon! 4x.


    Please place the device in the right position.


    As the notification faded, I felt a rush of excitement. The thought of having a powerful cannon as part of our defenses was exhilarating. I quickly turned to Josh, who was still focused on his alchemy, and pointed to the spot I had in mind.


    "Right here! If we place the cannons at strategic points along the wall, we can create a formidable defense against any future demon incursions," I explained, my mind racing with possibilities.


    Josh nodded, his eyes lighting up with understanding. "That¡¯s a brilliant idea! We can reinforce the area around the cannons to ensure they¡¯re protected while still being able to fire at any approaching threats. Hey wait, how do these peeps here know how to use it or make gunpowder?"


    "Oh fuck! I didn''t think that heheheh," I said, scratching my head, but all of a sudden I remembered I knew I could make those, so I grabbed a pen and paper and wrote it.


    "Alright, let''s break this down," I said, grabbing a piece of parchment and a quill. "First, we need to explain how to operate the cannons. It¡¯s not just about having them; we need to ensure the villagers know how to use them effectively."


    Josh leaned in, watching as I scribbled down instructions. "What do you have in mind?"


    "Okay, so we¡¯ll need to cover the basics: loading the cannon, aiming, and firing. I¡¯ll write out a step-by-step guide. Then, we can create a small training session for the villagers. They¡¯ll need to practice before we face any real threats," I explained, my mind racing with ideas.


    As I wrote, I could feel the excitement building. This was more than just a defense mechanism; it was a way to empower the villagers, to give them a fighting chance against the demons that had plagued them for so long.


    "Here¡¯s the plan," I said, finishing the first draft of the instructions. "We¡¯ll have a few of the more experienced villagers lead the training. They can help teach the others while we oversee everything. I can summon a few more weapons to demonstrate, and you can use your alchemy to create some practice rounds."


    Josh nodded, clearly on board. "That sounds great! I can make some lightweight projectiles that won¡¯t cause any damage but will help them get the hang of aiming and firing."


    "Exactly! And we can set up a target range just outside the village. It¡¯ll be a good way to practice without putting anyone in danger," I added, feeling a surge of enthusiasm.


    As I finished the instructions, I handed the parchment to Josh. "Here, take a look and see if there¡¯s anything you want to add."


    He scanned the paper, nodding in approval. "This is solid. I¡¯ll make sure to include some safety precautions as well. We don¡¯t want anyone getting hurt while they¡¯re learning."


    "Good thinking," I replied, feeling a sense of camaraderie with him. "And while we¡¯re at it, let¡¯s gather some volunteers from the village. We¡¯ll need a mix of people¡ªthose who are strong enough to handle the cannons and those who can help with the training."


    As we discussed our plans, I couldn¡¯t help but feel a sense of purpose. We were no longer just outsiders; we were becoming part of this community, working together to protect it from the threats that loomed on the horizon.


    "Alright, let¡¯s get to it!" I said, clapping Josh on the back. "We¡¯ve got a village to defend and a celebration to prepare for. Who knows? Maybe we¡¯ll even impress Sir Elara with our efforts."


    Josh chuckled, shaking his head. "You¡¯re really set on this matchmaking thing, aren¡¯t you?"


    "Hey, a little motivation never hurt anyone," I replied with a grin. "Besides, if we can show her that we¡¯re not just a bunch of clueless adventurers, it might just earn us some respect."


    With our plan in motion, we set off to gather the villagers and explain our ideas. As we walked through the bustling village, I could see the excitement in the air. The celebration was in full swing, with laughter and music echoing through the streets. It was a stark contrast to the chaos we had just faced, and I couldn¡¯t help but feel a sense of hope.


    As we approached a group of villagers, I raised my voice to get their attention. "Hey everyone! We have some important news regarding our defenses against the demons!"


    The villagers turned to us, curiosity etched on their faces. I could see a mix of apprehension and determination in their eyes, and it fueled my resolve.


    "We¡¯re going to be reinforcing the village walls and adding some powerful cannons to our defenses," I announced, my voice steady. "But we need your help! We¡¯re looking for volunteers to learn how to operate the cannons and help train others."


    A murmur of excitement rippled through the crowd, and I could see a few eager hands shoot up. "I¡¯ll help!" one villager called out. "I¡¯ve always wanted to learn how to use a Canon or whatever that is!"


    "Me too!" another chimed in, and soon a small group had gathered, ready to take on the challenge.


    Josh stepped forward, his enthusiasm infectious. "Great! We¡¯ll be holding training sessions starting tomorrow. We¡¯ll teach you everything you need to know, and together, we¡¯ll make sure this village is ready for anything!"


    The villagers nodded, their expressions shifting from uncertainty to determination. I could see the spark of hope igniting in their eyes, and it filled me with a sense of purpose. We were no longer just outsiders; we were becoming part of this community, working together to protect it from the threats that loomed on the horizon.


    As the crowd began to disperse, I turned to Josh, a grin plastered on my face. "I think we¡¯ve got ourselves a solid team. This is going to make a real difference."


    "Absolutely," he replied, his eyes shining with excitement. "And who knows? Maybe we¡¯ll even impress Sir Elara with our efforts."


    As we made our way back to the center of the village, the sounds of celebration filled the air. Music played from a nearby gathering, and the aroma of food wafted through the streets, making my stomach growl. "Let¡¯s grab something to eat before we dive back into work," I suggested, my mouth watering at the thought of a hearty meal.


    "Good idea," Josh agreed, and we headed toward a large communal table where villagers were serving up steaming bowls of stew and freshly baked bread. As I summon fireworks from my summon, all of the people gather.The villagers turned their attention to the sky as I summoned a burst of colorful fireworks, the vibrant hues lighting up the evening air. Gasps of awe and delight echoed through the crowd, and I couldn¡¯t help but grin at their reactions. It was a small celebration, a moment of joy amidst the hard work ahead.


    "Wow! Look at that!" one child exclaimed, pointing up at the swirling colors. Laughter and cheers erupted as the fireworks danced across the sky, illuminating the faces of the villagers with wonder.


    Josh chuckled beside me, shaking his head in amusement. "You really know how to make an entrance, don¡¯t you?"


    "Just trying to lift everyone¡¯s spirits," I replied, feeling a sense of satisfaction as the villagers began to relax and enjoy the moment. "We¡¯ve all been through a lot, and a little celebration can go a long way."


    As the last firework fizzled out, I turned my attention back to the communal table, where bowls of steaming stew awaited us. The aroma was mouthwatering, and my stomach growled in response. "Let¡¯s eat before it all disappears," I said, leading the way to the table.


    We filled our bowls with hearty stew and grabbed some freshly baked bread, the warmth of the food comforting after the chaos of the day. As we settled down at a long wooden table, I couldn¡¯t help but notice the camaraderie among the villagers. They laughed and shared stori


    es, their spirits lifted by the celebration. As we continue our celebration in far away distance at the other side of this world An army is watching silently.


    "Let them have their little victory, as I velleric the new Demon lord will crush them!"


    To be continued¡­¡­

 Chapter 7: elves princess

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist! "Only I can summon those!!"


    Chapter 7: elves princess


    The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the village as the celebration continued. Laughter and music filled the air, a stark contrast to the ominous words of the new Demon Lord echoing in my mind. I couldn¡¯t shake the feeling that our victory was only temporary, a brief respite before the storm.


    As I savored the rich stew, I glanced around the table, taking in the faces of my companions. Josh was animatedly discussing alchemy with a group of villagers, his enthusiasm infectious. Vismond, on the other hand, was still trying to muster the courage to approach Sir Elara, who was mingling with the knights nearby. I couldn¡¯t help but chuckle at his nervousness.


    ¡°Hey, Vismond,¡± I called out, nudging him with my elbow. ¡°You¡¯re not going to let a little stew keep you from talking to her, are you?¡±


    He shot me a glare, but I could see the determination in his eyes. ¡°I¡¯m just¡­ strategizing,¡± he replied, his voice a mix of defiance and uncertainty.


    ¡°Sure, sure. Just remember, with that beauty many jackass nobles are going after her, so if I were you, I''d grab my chances! ¡± I teased, raising my bowl in a mock toast. ¡°To the brave knight who will win the heart of Sir Elara!¡± is shouted with a ??


    The villagers around us laughed, and Vismond¡¯s cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson. ¡°You¡¯re impossible,¡± he muttered, but I could see a smile creeping onto his face.


    As the night wore on, the atmosphere grew more relaxed. Villagers shared stories of their past battles against the demons, their resilience shining through the tales of hardship. I listened intently, absorbing their experiences and strategies. It was clear that they had faced unimaginable challenges, yet they remained united and determined to protect their home.


    ¡°Hey, do you think we should share our own stories?¡± Josh suggested, glancing at me. ¡°It might help build trust and camaraderie.¡±


    ¡°Good idea,¡± I replied, nodding. ¡°But let¡¯s keep it light. We don¡¯t want to dampen the mood.¡±


    As we took turns sharing our adventures, I noticed Sir Elara approaching our table. My heart raced as she drew closer, her presence commanding attention. Vismond straightened up, his eyes wide with surprise.


    ¡°Mind if I join you?¡± she asked, her voice warm and inviting.


    ¡°Of course, Sir Elara!¡± I exclaimed, gesturing to the empty seat beside Vismond. ¡°We were just sharing stories of our adventures here and in our original world,¡± I said with a wink to Vismond.


    She smiled, settling into the chair. ¡°I¡¯d love to hear about your exploits. It¡¯s not often I get to hear tales from outside the kingdom.¡±


    Vismond cleared his throat, his nervousness palpable. ¡°Well, um, I¡ª¡±


    ¡°Let me start,¡± I interjected, sensing his struggle. ¡°So, there was this one time when we faced a horde of demons inside the ruins, and I accidentally summoned my mom¡¯s slippers instead of a powerful weapon. You wouldn¡¯t believe how effective they were!¡±


    Laughter erupted around the table, and even Vismond managed a chuckle. ¡°Yeah, they were surprisingly lethal,¡± he added, gaining confidence. ¡°I mean, who knew a pair of slippers could take down a demon?¡±


    Sir Elara¡¯s eyes sparkled with amusement. ¡°I must admit, that¡¯s a new one. I¡¯ve faced many foes, but I¡¯ve never encountered a pair of enchanted slippers and a strong summoner like you, Sir Keith, because usually a summoner in this world can wield any weapons, but you, Sir Hero, you make those like a myth.¡±


    "Yeah, even the emperor laughs at me because I wasn''t supposed to be summoned here in the first place; they are,pointing at Josh, Cain, Chris, and Vismond. They''re the real hero here, but me? I just obtained my hero title recently.


    Sir Elara leaned in, her expression a mix of curiosity and admiration. ¡°But you¡¯ve proven yourself, haven¡¯t you? It¡¯s not just about the title; it¡¯s about what you do with it. You¡¯ve fought alongside your friends, faced danger head-on, and brought hope to those around you. That¡¯s what makes a hero.¡±


    I felt a warmth spread through me at her words, but I couldn¡¯t shake the feeling of inadequacy. ¡°I appreciate that, but sometimes I feel like I¡¯m just along for the ride. I mean, look at Josh and Vismond¡ªthey¡¯re the ones with real skills. These four can crush mountains in an instant, unlike me. Yes, my weaponry is sure lethal from person to person only. So I am not that impressive.¡±


    Sir Elara shook her head, her gaze steady and unwavering. ¡°You underestimate yourself, Keith. Every hero has their strengths, and it¡¯s not always about raw power. It¡¯s about heart, courage, and the ability to inspire others. You¡¯ve done that, haven¡¯t you? You¡¯ve rallied your friends and the villagers, given them hope when they needed it most.¡±


    I opened my mouth to protest, but she held up a hand, silencing me. ¡°And let¡¯s not forget that you¡¯ve faced demons¡ªliteral demons¡ªwithout flinching. That takes a kind of bravery that many would envy.¡±


    Vismond, emboldened by Sir Elara¡¯s words, chimed in. ¡°Yeah, Keith! You¡¯ve saved us more times than I can count. Remember that time you distracted that demon long enough for me to land a critical blow? Without you, I don¡¯t know what would have happened.¡±


    "Man, you guys are flattering me so much... Now I''m a bit shy," I said with a reddish face.


    The laughter and camaraderie around the table felt like a warm blanket, wrapping around me and easing the tension that had been building in my chest. I glanced at Vismond, who was beaming with newfound confidence, and at Josh, who was nodding enthusiastically in agreement. Their support meant more than I could express.


    ¡°Alright, alright,¡± I said, raising my hands in mock surrender. ¡°I¡¯ll accept the compliments, but only if you all promise to keep the stories coming. I want to hear about your heroic deeds too!¡±


    Sir Elara chuckled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. ¡°Very well, but I warn you, my tales may not be as amusing as yours. I¡¯ve faced my share of demons, but I¡¯ve never had to rely on enchanted slippers.¡±


    ¡°Hey, you never know!¡± I replied, grinning. ¡°Those slippers might just be the secret weapon we¡¯ve all been missing to defeat the demon lord.¡±


    The table erupted in laughter again, and for a moment, the weight of the world outside the village faded away. We shared stories of battles fought and victories won, of friendships forged in the heat of conflict, and of the moments that made us laugh even in the darkest times.


    As the night wore on, I felt a sense of belonging that I hadn¡¯t experienced in a long time. The villagers, my friends, and even Sir Elara were all part of this tapestry of resilience and hope. I realized that while I may not possess the raw power of my companions, I had something just as valuable: the ability to bring people together, to inspire them to fight for what they believed in.


    Eventually, the music shifted to a slower, more melodic tune, and the villagers began to sway gently, lost in the moment. I watched as couples danced, their faces lit with joy, and I felt a pang of longing. It was a simple celebration, but it was a reminder of what we were fighting for¡ªa future filled with laughter, love, and life.


    ¡°Hey, Vismond,¡± Josh said, nudging me. ¡°You should ask Sir Elara to dance. It¡¯s a celebration, after all!¡±


    Vismond blinked, caught off guard by the suggestion. ¡°What? Me? Dance with her?¡± His heart raced at the thought. ¡°I don¡¯t think that¡¯s a good idea.¡±


    ¡°Why not?¡± I chimed in, replaced by a playful grin. ¡°You¡¯ve got nothing to lose! Just go for it!¡±


    Vismond¡¯s eyes darted between Sir Elara and the dance floor, his internal struggle evident. ¡°But what if I trip? Or say something stupid?¡± he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.


    "Then don''t; if you do, I''ll whack you with my mom''s slippers. Go!" I urge him while pushing him.


    Vismond stumbled slightly as I gave him a gentle shove, his face a mix of determination and sheer panic. ¡°You¡¯re not helping!¡± he hissed, but I could see the flicker of resolve in his eyes.


    ¡°Just be yourself,¡± I encouraged, my voice low enough for only him to hear. ¡°You¡¯ve got this. Besides, what¡¯s the worst that could happen? You trip and fall? It¡¯ll just make for another funny story!¡±


    With a deep breath, Vismond straightened his shoulders and took a step toward Sir Elara, who was still seated at our table, her laughter mingling with the music. I held my breath, half-expecting him to turn back at any moment. But to my surprise, he approached her with a newfound confidence.


    ¡°Um, Sir Elara?¡± he stammered, his voice wavering slightly. ¡°Would you¡­ would you like to dance?¡±


    Her eyes lit up, and a smile spread across her face. ¡°I¡¯d love to, Sir Vismond! ¡± she replied, rising gracefully from her seat.


    "Ahm¡­ju¡­just vismond is enough," he stammered.


    "Then, please call me Eli; people close to me call me that," she replied with a beautiful smile that warms Vismond''s heart.


    "Man, with that smile I guess our guys hearts are melting by now," I whisper to Josh and Cain.


    As they made their way to the dance floor, I couldn¡¯t help but feel a swell of pride for my friend. He was taking a leap, and I hoped it would pay off. The villagers parted to make way for them, and soon they were lost in the rhythm of the music, swaying gently together.


    ¡°Look at him go!¡± Josh exclaimed, clapping his hands. ¡°He¡¯s actually doing it!¡±


    I watched as Vismond and Sir Elara moved together on the dance floor, their movements tentative at first but gradually growing more fluid. The way she smiled at him, her eyes sparkling with warmth, made my heart swell with happiness for my friend. It was a moment I had hoped for him, a chance to step out of his shell and embrace the joy of the celebration.Stolen content alert: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences.


    ¡°Who would have thought Vismond had it in him?¡± I said, nudging Josh with my elbow. ¡°He¡¯s really holding his own out there.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, and look at how happy she is,¡± Josh replied, his voice filled with genuine admiration. ¡°He¡¯s got this!¡±


    "Well, it''s time to check my achievements open status window," I commanded as the window popped up.


    Name: Keith Marthin


    Race: otherworlder


    Age: 20


    Gender: male


    Class: true summoner


    Title: Hero Summoner


    Level: 19


    Experience: 600/1700


    Summon points: 10805


    Summon box: 8/10


    Item box: 10/30


    Skill: appraisal, item box (30 slots), item shop (all of the disposable weapons items can be bought here alongside miscellaneous items like bottles of water, food packs (MRE), medkits, etc.). Summons: basic grade, intermediate grade, and special grade.


    Stats: Attack: 26 + 10 + Agility: 26 + 1. Defense: 26 + 10 Intelligence: 31 + 10 Dexterity: 26 + 10 Tenacity: 26 + 10 Health: 1800/1800 Mana: 1800/1800 Stamina: 1800/1800


    Available stat point: 0 points (Okay, that settles my stats. Now for my summons, I have almost 11k summon points. I can unlock the transportation set. Open!" I commanded as the list appeared, and I unlocked the vehicle set.


    Congratulations! You can now summon a vehicle!


    Mountain bike: 2500


    Motorcycle: 4000


    Military jeep (no weapon): 10,000 (Man, this is expensive, but with this our journey will be fast. But I think I need to refrain from that for now; I need to farm summon points for this. Uhm¡­ open weapons upgrade.


    Current weapons (I changed his system to levels because it''s a bit confusing)


    Shotgun dual barrel lvl 1 (upgrade available) 2000 points


    M1 pistol lvl 1 (upgrade available) 1000 points


    Grenade lvl 1


    Crossbow lvl 1 (upgrade available) 1000 points


    Medkit lvl 2 (upgrade available) 2000 points


    Mom''s slippers lvl 1 (upgrade available) 5000 points.


    I stared at the list of upgrades, my mind racing with possibilities. The idea of enhancing my weapons was tempting, especially the dual-barrel shotgun and my mom''s enchanted slippers. Who would have thought that a pair of slippers could be so effective? But the price tag on the upgrades was steep, and I needed to be strategic about my choices.


    ¡°Hey, Keith, you okay?¡± Josh¡¯s voice broke through my thoughts, pulling me back to the lively celebration around us.


    ¡°Yeah, well, I¡¯m just¡­ thinking,¡± I replied, glancing back at Vismond and Sir Elara, who were now fully immersed in their dance. ¡°It¡¯s nice to see him so happy.¡±


    Josh nodded, a smile on his face. ¡°He¡¯s really come out of his shell tonight. I think this celebration is just what we needed after everything.¡±


    ¡°Definitely,¡± I agreed, feeling a sense of warmth spread through me. ¡°But we can¡¯t forget that the Demon Lord is still out there. We need to be ready for whatever comes next.¡±


    ¡°True,¡± Josh said, his expression turning serious. ¡°But for now, let¡¯s enjoy this moment. We¡¯ve earned it.¡±


    I took a deep breath, letting the music and laughter wash over me. The villagers were celebrating their hard-won victory, and I didn¡¯t want to dampen their spirits. I could feel the weight of the world pressing down on me, but I also knew that moments like this were rare and precious.


    ¡°Alright, let¡¯s make the most of it,¡± I said, raising my bowl in a toast. ¡°To friendship, victory, and the hope for a brighter future!¡±


    The villagers around us cheered, raising their bowls in response. ¡°To friendship!¡± they echoed, their voices ringing with joy.


    As we celebrated, I again received a system notification.


    System notification alert!


    Daily Quest alert!


    The system notices your situation, so


    The system changed the quest.


    New quest: dance any woman around the area.


    Time limit: 5 minutes


    Reward: instant level up!


    If you fail, the quest level will be deducted.


    "The fuck is this system? I don''t want to dance, you fucker. You dance yourself," I angrily said to the system.


    The laughter and music around me faded into a dull roar as I processed the system notification. ¡°Dance any woman around the area?¡± I muttered incredulously, my heart racing at the thought. ¡°What kind of ridiculous quest is this?¡±


    ¡°Hey, Keith, you alright?¡± Josh asked, noticing my sudden change in demeanor.


    ¡°Yeah, just¡­ the system is being weird again,¡± I replied, trying to keep my voice steady. ¡°It wants me to dance with a woman to level up.¡±


    Josh raised an eyebrow, a smirk creeping onto his face. ¡°Well, that¡¯s one way to earn some experience points. You could always ask Sir Elara or one of the villagers.¡±


    ¡°Are you kidding? I can¡¯t just go up to her and say, ¡®Hey, I need to dance with you for a quest!¡¯¡± I shot back, feeling the heat rise in my cheeks. ¡°That¡¯s mortifying!¡±


    ¡°Come on, it¡¯s a celebration! Everyone¡¯s having fun, and it¡¯s not like you¡¯re asking her to marry you,¡± he teased, nudging me playfully. ¡°Maybe the system just wants you to enjoy and socialize.¡±


    I glanced over at Vismond and Sir Elara, who were still dancing, their laughter mingling with the music. The sight filled me with a mix of admiration and envy. ¡°Yeah, but Vismond is actually good at this stuff. I¡¯m just¡­ me.¡±


    ¡°Look, you¡¯ve faced demons and fought alongside us. You can handle a little dancing,¡± Josh encouraged, his tone turning serious. ¡°And think about it: an instant level-up could really help us prepare for the Demon Lord. You¡¯ve got nothing to lose.¡±


    I sighed, weighing my options. The thought of leveling up was tempting, especially with the looming threat of the Demon Lord. But the idea of dancing in front of everyone made my stomach churn. ¡°Fine, but if I embarrass myself, I¡¯m blaming you. Well, I just go and pull a random woman there,¡± I said, finally relenting. As I walk, head down, I bump into a hooded woman, and our eyes meet, and I notice she has long ears.


    The moment our eyes locked, I felt a jolt of surprise. The woman before me was unlike anyone I had seen in the village. Her long ears and ethereal features hinted at a heritage that was distinctly different from the humans around us. She wore a flowing cloak that obscured most of her figure, but her presence was undeniably captivating.


    ¡°Excuse me,¡± I stammered, momentarily forgetting the quest that had pushed me into this situation. ¡°I didn¡¯t mean to bump into you.¡±


    She tilted her head slightly, a curious smile playing on her lips. ¡°No harm done. Are you alright? You seem a bit¡­ flustered.¡±


    I took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure. ¡°Yeah, just a little overwhelmed. It¡¯s been a long day, and now I have this ridiculous quest to dance with someone.¡± I gestured vaguely toward the dance floor, where couples swayed to the music, laughter echoing around us.


    Her eyes sparkled with amusement. ¡°A quest to dance? That sounds rather fun. You should do it.¡±


    ¡°Easier said than done,¡± I replied, rubbing the back of my neck sheepishly. ¡°I¡¯m not exactly a dancer. I was just about to pull someone random to fulfill the requirement.¡±


    ¡°Then why not me?¡± she offered, her smile widening. ¡°I¡¯d be happy to help you complete your quest.¡±


    I blinked, taken aback by her unexpected offer. ¡°Wait, really? You¡¯d dance with me?¡±


    ¡°Of course,¡± she said, stepping closer. ¡°Life is too short to shy away from a little joy, especially in times like these. Besides, I could use a bit of fun myself.¡±


    I hesitated for a moment, weighing my options. The thought of dancing with this mysterious woman was both thrilling and terrifying. But the prospect of an instant level-up was too enticing to ignore. ¡°Alright, let¡¯s do it,¡± I said, trying to sound more confident than I felt.


    She extended her hand, and I took it, feeling a spark of energy pass between us. ¡°I¡¯m Lyra,¡± she introduced herself, her voice smooth and melodic.


    ¡°Keith,¡± I replied, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves as we made our way to the dance floor. The music swelled around us, and I could feel the eyes of the villagers on us, but Lyra¡¯s presence was calming.


    As we stepped onto the dance floor, I tried to remember the last time I had danced. It had been years when I was a first-year college man; that was embarrassing. I stepped on the foot of the girl I paired with, so I was never particularly good at it. But Lyra seemed to sense my hesitation. ¡°Just follow my lead,¡± she said, her voice gentle yet encouraging.


    I nodded, taking a deep breath as the music enveloped us. Lyra moved gracefully, guiding me with a light touch on my shoulder. I tried to mirror her movements, focusing on the rhythm and letting the music flow through me. To my surprise, I found myself relaxing, the tension in my shoulders easing as I followed her lead.


    ¡°See? You¡¯re doing great!¡± she encouraged, her eyes sparkling with delight. ¡°Just let yourself feel the music.¡±


    I couldn¡¯t help but smile at her enthusiasm. As we danced, I began to lose myself in the moment, the laughter and joy of the celebration surrounding us. The villagers cheered and clapped, their encouragement fueling my confidence. I even managed to twirl Lyra, and she laughed, her joy infectious.


    ¡°Not bad for a first-timer!¡± she teased, her voice playful.


    ¡°Thanks! I¡¯m just trying not to step on your toes,¡± I replied, grinning.


    As the song continued, I felt a connection forming between us, a shared moment of joy amidst the chaos of our lives. I could see the warmth in her eyes, and it made me forget about the looming threat of the Demon Lord, if only for a little while.


    ¡°Tell me, Keith,¡± she said, her voice softening as we swayed together. ¡°What brings you to this village?¡±


    "Ow, I assume you''ve just come into this village, right?" I ask back. She just nodded. "Well, I''m with the soldiers from the kingdom. We just defeated the demons last night, so how about you?" I ask her, but I already know who she really is because of my appraisal. She is the princess from the northern forest, the kingdom of Ingrasia, or as people here called it, the elves kingdom. I just wonder how and why she''s here hiding her identity. I''m not going to ask her about that. Maybe she has her reasons why she was here.


    Lyra smiled, her expression thoughtful. ¡°I¡¯ve been traveling for a while, seeking a place where I can feel a sense of belonging. The world is vast, and sometimes it¡¯s easy to feel lost, even among your own kind.¡± Her words resonated with me, echoing the feelings I had experienced since arriving in this world.


    ¡°Traveling alone can be tough,¡± I said, trying to relate. ¡°But it sounds like you¡¯re searching for something important.¡±


    "Well, I''m not alone; I''m with my friends." She said, pointing at a tall hooded man and a petite red-haired woman.


    I glanced over at the two figures she indicated. The tall, hooded man stood with an air of quiet confidence, while the petite, red-haired woman was animatedly chatting with a group of villagers, her laughter ringing out like music. They seemed to fit in well with the celebration, their presence adding to the warmth of the gathering.


    ¡°Your friends seem nice,¡± I said, turning my attention back to Lyra. ¡°It¡¯s good to have companions on a journey. They can make the hardships feel lighter.¡±


    Lyra nodded, her expression softening. ¡°They are. We¡¯ve been through a lot together, and I wouldn¡¯t trade them for anything. But sometimes, I feel like I need to find my own path, to see the Heroes.¡±


    I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. ¡°The Heroes? You mean the ones who fought against the Demon Lord? But why?


    "Because my hometown is threatened by the Demons, and we want to seek their help."


    I felt a pang of empathy for her. ¡°I understand. We¡¯re all fighting for something, aren¡¯t we? The Demon Lord¡¯s threat looms over us all, and it¡¯s not just about our own homes but the lives of everyone we care about.¡±


    Lyra¡¯s gaze met mine, and I could see the determination in her eyes. ¡°Exactly. That¡¯s why I¡¯m here, even if it means hiding my identity for a while. I want to learn from those who have faced the darkness and find a way to help my people.¡±


    I admired her resolve. ¡°You¡¯re brave for taking that risk. It¡¯s not easy to step out of your comfort zone, especially when you have so much at stake. I think I can help you with meeting the Heroes.


    Lyra¡¯s eyes widened with surprise, and a flicker of hope danced across her features. ¡°You would help me? But how?¡±


    "Well," as I was about to say something, the system notification startled me.


    Congratulations!


    You complete the daily quest.


    You have leveled up.


    You are now level 20.


    You can now summon (I fixed the tier system; it''s now level 1-10; level 1 is the lowest, but now Keith is at level 2).


    Tier 2 summons are now available!(score as my attention shifts back to Lyra. The music finally stops, so we decided to sit, and I''ll introduce them to my party (heroes party).


    As the music faded and the villagers erupted into applause, I felt a rush of exhilaration from the dance. I had completed the quest, leveled up, and even enjoyed myself in the process. Lyra and I made our way back to the table, where Josh, Vismond, and the others were still celebrating.


    ¡°Look who¡¯s back!¡± Josh exclaimed, a teasing grin on his face. ¡°Did you manage to survive the dance floor?¡±


    I chuckled, still feeling the warmth of the moment. ¡°Barely, but I think I pulled it off.¡±


    Vismond, still glowing from his own dance with Sir Elara, nodded in approval. ¡°You did great, Keith! I didn¡¯t know you had it in you.¡±


    ¡°Thanks, but I had a fantastic partner,¡± I replied, gesturing to Lyra. ¡°This is Lyra. She¡¯s traveling and looking for you guys.¡±


    The table fell silent for a moment as everyone turned to look at Lyra, their expressions a mix of curiosity and intrigue. I could feel the weight of their gazes, and I hoped I hadn¡¯t misstepped by introducing her so casually.


    ¡°Lyra, huh?¡± Josh said, leaning forward with interest. ¡°What brings you to our little celebration?¡±


    "Keith, you mean there? she stammered because she thought I was joking about saying I''ll introduce her to the Heroes party.


    "Uh-huh, they are the real deal," I replied.


    "Man, you''re talking like you aren''t one of the heroes," Josh chimes in, and Lyra''s eyes widen.


    And she suddenly knelt down along with her companions. Introducing herself as the elf princess of the Ingrasia kingdom.


    The atmosphere shifted dramatically as Lyra knelt before us, her companions following suit. The villagers around us fell silent, the laughter and music fading into the background as the weight of her revelation settled over the table.


    ¡°Princess Lyra Lockwood of the Ingrasia Kingdom,¡± she said, her voice steady despite the surprise in the air. ¡°I seek your aid in the fight against the Demon Lord. My people are in peril, and I believe that together, we can find a way to overcome this darkness.¡±


    I exchanged glances with Josh, Vismond, and the others, my heart racing. This was no ordinary encounter; we were in the presence of royalty, and her plea for help resonated deeply with our own struggles.


    ¡°Your Highness,¡± I began, trying to keep my voice steady. ¡°We¡¯re honored by your presence. We¡¯ve faced the Demon Lord''s army ourselves, and we understand the threat he poses. But why come here, to us?¡±


    Lyra looked up, her eyes filled with determination. ¡°Because I¡¯ve heard of your bravery and the victories achieved by the heroes from the past. I believe that you, the current heroes, possess the strength and knowledge to help my kingdom. I¡¯ve been traveling to learn from those who have fought against the darkness, and I hope to unite our efforts.¡±


    The weight of her words hung in the air, and I could feel the gravity of the situation settling over us. This was more than just a chance encounter; it was an opportunity to forge alliances and strengthen our fight against the Demon Lord.


    "But the heroes need to head back first thing in the morning at the kingdom and relay the information to the emperor before deciding. I hope you understand that, your majesty.


    Lyra nodded, her expression resolute. ¡°I understand. Time is of the essence, and I wouldn¡¯t want to impose on your plans. But I hope you¡¯ll consider my request seriously. The fate of my people hangs in the balance.¡±


    We exchanged glances, and both of them agreed to what I''m thinking. "How about I go with her first, then you guys talk to the emperor while I assess the situation there? Besides, you guys have the walkie-talkie, right? We can contact each other.


    Josh nodded, his expression thoughtful. ¡°That sounds like a solid plan. If you can gather more information about the situation in Ingrasia, it¡¯ll help us make a more informed decision when we speak to the emperor.¡±


    Vismond chimed in, ¡°And if things are as dire as she says, we need to act quickly. The sooner we can unite our forces, the better.¡±


    Lyra looked between us, her eyes shining with gratitude. ¡°Thank you for considering my request. I promise to share everything I know about the situation in my kingdom. We¡¯re facing a growing threat, and I believe that together, we can find a way to turn the tide.¡±


    "Thank you Keith, after the situation in my kingdom resolve,I''ll reward you anything you want." She said bowing and crying.


    " Hey,hey,hey ¡­ you don''t need to bow to us, it''s our duty to help, royalty or not. Because the were heroes do" I said smiling at


    her and then she hugged me.and I just pat her head.


    "Man, you beat me you already have a girlfriend. You are really something else" Cain jokingly said. I just ignore him .


    ¡°Alright then,¡± I said, feeling a sense of determination wash over me. ¡°Let¡¯s make this happen. We¡¯ll head to Ingrasia first thing in the morning. But for now, let¡¯s enjoy the rest of this celebration. We¡¯ve earned it after everything we¡¯ve been through.¡± I said with a wink.


    To be continued...

 Chapter 8: "Only I can summon those!!"

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist! "Only I can summon those!!"


    Chapter 8: Only I can summon those!!"


    As the sun rises, we''re packing our things to head out on our set journey. Josh, Chris, Cain, and Vismond are going back to the empire, while I, Princess Lyra, and her companion are going to the elves kingdom. But before they go, I stop them.


    "Hey Cain, wait up, got something for you guys!" As he turns, I summon one military jeep for them to ride on. And their eyes widen in surprise.


    "Woah, Keith! You can summon vehicles now?! Josh said, his voice booming with surprise.


    The roar of the engine filled the air as the military jeep materialized before us, its sturdy frame gleaming under the moonlight. I couldn¡¯t help but feel a sense of pride at my growing abilities as a summoner. The vehicle was a far cry from the enchanted slippers that had become my signature weapon, but it represented a new chapter in our journey.


    ¡°Wow, that¡¯s impressive!¡± Vismond exclaimed, his eyes wide with excitement. ¡°You really are leveling up, Keith!¡±


    ¡°Yeah, it¡¯s not just about the slippers anymore,¡± I replied with a grin. ¡°This should make our travels a lot faster. ¡±


    Lyra stepped closer, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. ¡°What kind of creature is this, Sir Keith? Can this contraption move without a horse?.¡±


    I chuckled at her enthusiasm. ¡°This isn¡¯t a creature, Lyra. It¡¯s a machine¡ªa vehicle designed to move without the need for any animal. It runs on fuel, not magic or muscle.¡±


    "So guys, who''s going to drive among you? Who has a license?" I ask Vismond, Josh, and Caine, and they just look at each other. And Cain just raised his hand. I have but just a student.


    ¡°Caine, do you have a license? ¡± I asked, raising an eyebrow in surprise. I had always thought of him as the quiet type, more interested in books and spells than in anything as mundane as driving.


    ¡°Yeah, I got it back home,¡± Caine replied, a hint of pride creeping into his voice. ¡°I may not look like it, but I can handle a vehicle. Just¡­ don¡¯t expect any fancy maneuvers.¡±


    ¡°Perfect!¡± Josh said, clapping him on the back. ¡°You¡¯re our designated driver then. Let¡¯s get this show on the road.¡±


    "So you''re going to summon another for your party, Kieth? Nope, I''ll have this." As I said that, I raised my hand and summoned a motorcycle for me and Lyra.


    System notification!


    Congratulations! You have successfully summoned a motorcycle!


    The sleek motorcycle materialized beside me, its chrome finish glinting in the moonlight. I could feel the thrill of the wind rushing past me already, the promise of speed and adventure igniting my spirit. Lyra¡¯s eyes widened in awe as she approached the bike, her fingers brushing against the smooth surface.


    ¡°Is this another machine?¡± she asked, her voice filled with wonder. ¡°It looks so¡­ fast!¡±


    ¡°Exactly, but it''s just for two people, so your companion would need to keep up with just a horse! ¡± I replied, unable to suppress my excitement. ¡°This one¡¯s built for speed and agility. We can cover ground quickly, and it¡¯ll be a lot of fun.¡±


    Lyra beamed at me, her enthusiasm infectious. ¡°Can I ride with you, Keith? I¡¯ve never been on a motorcycle before!¡±


    ¡°Of course!¡± I said, gesturing for her to hop on. ¡°Just hold on tight, and I¡¯ll show you what this baby can do.¡±


    System notification!


    You have received a new quest!


    Escort the elf princess to her kingdom safely!


    Mission rank: A


    Time limit: 3 days


    Reward instant upgrade!( Applicable to any summons or tier! Or users stats option (stat evolution after evolution user can now choose your specialty in any weapons! Attention: weapon restrictions will be lifted. Sword restrictions user can now use swords and become a master with it. In the future you can now select your second job (sword master, etc. are now available). As I read the description, my eyes widen in awe, but I was suddenly yanked back to reality when Lyra hopped on my motorcycle''s back.


    Second reward: you can choose in this summons for free: mini gun, rocket launcher, tier 3 exo suit.


    As she climbed onto the seat behind me, I felt a rush of adrenaline. I revved the engine, the sound echoing through the night like a wild beast awakening. Caine, Vismond, and Josh watched us with a mix of admiration and envy.


    ¡°Just be careful!¡± Caine called out, his voice laced with concern. ¡°Remember, it¡¯s not just about speed; it¡¯s about control!¡±


    "¡°Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ve got this!¡± I shouted back, feeling the weight of responsibility settle on my shoulders. I had to prove that I could handle this new power, not just for myself but for my friends.


    Alright, can you guys keep up? "I asked Lyra''s escorts; they just nodded, and with a twist of the throttle, the motorcycle surged forward, the world blurring around us. The wind whipped through my hair, and I could hear Lyra¡¯s delighted laughter behind me. It was exhilarating, the freedom of the open road stretching out before us like an uncharted adventure.


    ¡°Whoa, it''s¡­it''s so fast! Sir Keith! This is amazing!¡± she shouted, her voice barely audible over the roar of the engine.


    I could feel her excitement radiating through the vibrations of the motorcycle, and it only fueled my own thrill. The sun hung high above us, casting a silvery glow on the winding path ahead, and I leaned into the curves, feeling the machine respond to my every command.


    "Hey, princess. In a carriage or on horseback, how long is it going to take to travel to your kingdom?" I ask her. Lyra leaned closer, her voice barely rising above the wind as we sped along the winding road. ¡°Well, on horseback, it usually takes about three days to reach my kingdom. The carriage would take a bit longer, especially if we encounter any rough terrain.¡±


    I nodded, feeling a surge of determination. ¡°Then let¡¯s see if we can cut that time down. With this motorcycle, we might be able to make it in a day, maybe even less if the roads are clear.¡±


    Her eyes sparkled with excitement. ¡°Really? That would be incredible! I can¡¯t wait to see my home again. It¡¯s been too long.¡±


    I glanced back at her, a grin spreading across my face. ¡°Then let¡¯s make it happen! Hold on tight!¡±


    "Hey, man, we''re going to speed up! We''ll meet you up that hill," I shouted to her escorts, pointing at a 10-kilometer hill.


    With that, I twisted the throttle again, and the motorcycle surged forward, the engine roaring like a beast unleashed. The landscape blurred around us, trees and hills flashing by in a kaleidoscope of greens and browns. I felt the thrill of speed coursing through me, and I could sense Lyra¡¯s exhilaration behind me, her grip tightening as we navigated the curves of the road.


    The wind whipped past us, a wild symphony of freedom and adventure. I leaned into the turns, feeling the motorcycle respond to my every movement, as if it were an extension of my own body. The thrill of the ride was intoxicating, and I could hardly contain my excitement.


    ¡°Hold on tight, Lyra!¡± I shouted over the roar of the engine, feeling her arms wrap securely around my waist. The motorcycle surged forward, and I could feel the power beneath me, a raw energy that begged to be unleashed.


    ¡°Faster, Keith! This is amazing!¡± she yelled, her voice filled with pure joy. I couldn¡¯t help but laugh, the sound mingling with the rush of the wind. As we approached the hill, I could see the incline rising before us, a challenge waiting to be conquered. I shifted my weight, adjusting my grip on the handlebars, and prepared to tackle the ascent. The engine growled in response, eager to climb.


    "Whoa, we''re already halfway through, Sir Kieth. This is amazing! "Lyra said with amazement in her voice.


    I glanced back at her, a grin plastered across my face. ¡°Just wait until we reach the top! The view is going to be incredible!¡±


    As we continued our ascent, the motorcycle climbed steadily, the engine humming with power. I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, a heady mix of excitement and determination. The world around us transformed as we rose higher, the trees thinning out and the landscape opening up to reveal a breathtaking panorama.


    ¡°Look at that!¡± Lyra exclaimed, pointing ahead. ¡°You can see for miles!¡±


    I turned my gaze to the horizon, and my breath caught in my throat. The view was nothing short of spectacular. Rolling hills stretched out beneath us, dotted with patches of vibrant green and golden fields. In the distance, I could see the outline of her kingdom, a shimmering jewel nestled among the hills.


    ¡°Wow, it¡¯s beautiful!¡± I said, my voice filled with awe. ¡°I can see why you miss it so much.¡±


    Lyra nodded, her eyes sparkling with nostalgia. ¡°It¡¯s home. I can¡¯t wait to show you everything when we get there.¡±


    With renewed determination, I twisted the throttle again, pushing the motorcycle to its limits. The engine roared in response, and we surged forward, the wind whipping around us like a wild embrace. The thrill of speed was intoxicating, and I felt invincible as we raced toward the summit.


    As we crested the hill, I slowed down slightly, allowing us to take in the breathtaking view. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden light over the landscape. I could see the winding path that led to her kingdom, and I felt a surge of excitement at the thought of reaching it.


    ¡°Are you ready for the descent?¡± I asked, glancing back at Lyra.


    ¡°Absolutely! Let¡¯s go!¡± she shouted, her enthusiasm infectious.


    With a grin, I leaned forward, and we began our descent. The motorcycle picked up speed, the world blurring around us once more. I navigated the curves with precision, feeling the thrill of the ride surge through me. Lyra¡¯s laughter rang out behind me, a melody of joy that fueled my own excitement.


    As we raced down the hill, I could see Caine, Vismond, and Josh waiting for us at the bottom, their expressions a mix of awe and admiration. I felt a sense of pride swell within me. This was more than just a ride; it was a testament to my growth as a summoner and as a person.


    ¡°Look at them!¡± Lyra shouted, pointing at our friends. ¡°They¡¯re going to be so impressed!¡±


    I nodded, my heart racing with anticipation. ¡°Let¡¯s give them a show!¡±


    With one final twist of the throttle, we surged forward, the motorcycle roaring as we approached his kingdom gate. I could see their eyes widen in disbelief as we drew closer, and I couldn¡¯t help but laugh at the sheer joy of the moment.


    As we skidded to a stop in front of all the soldiers that thought we were enemies, I turned off the engine and looked back at Lyra, her face flushed with excitement. ¡°What do you think, princess?"


    Lyra¡¯s eyes sparkled with exhilaration as she took in the scene around us. The soldiers, initially poised for confrontation, now stood frozen in awe, their expressions shifting from suspicion to admiration. The motorcycle¡¯s engine hummed softly as it cooled, the night air filled with the lingering thrill of our ride.


    ¡°It was incredible, Keith!¡± she exclaimed, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm. ¡°I¡¯ve never felt anything like it! You¡¯re amazing!¡±


    I couldn¡¯t help but grin at her reaction. ¡°I¡¯m glad you enjoyed it! But we should probably explain ourselves before they think we¡¯re here to cause trouble. Because I think your kingdom''s guards are a little bit agitated, I said to her as the guards raised their weapons but had an amazed look on their faces.Ah, hi guys, we''re friendly.I added, raising one hand.


    As if on cue, one of the soldiers stepped forward, his brow furrowed in confusion. ¡°Who are you, and what is that¡­ contraption?¡± he asked, gesturing toward the motorcycle.


    I raised my hands in a placating manner, trying to diffuse the tension. ¡°We mean no harm! I¡¯m Keith, a summoner, and this is Lyra, the princess of your kingdom. We¡¯ve just come from a long journey, and I summoned this motorcycle to help us travel faster.¡±


    The soldier¡¯s eyes widened in recognition as he turned to Lyra. ¡°Princess? Is it really you?¡±


    ¡°Yes!¡± she replied, her voice ringing with authority as she removed her helmet and revealed her beautiful elf features. The atmosphere shifted dramatically as the soldiers knelt before us, their expressions a mix of relief and reverence. I glanced back at Lyra, who looked both surprised and pleased by the sudden change in demeanor.


    ¡°Welcome back, Your Highness!¡± one of the soldiers exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine admiration. ¡°We feared the worst when you went missing. We¡¯ve been searching for you!¡±


    Lyra¡¯s cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and pride. ¡°Thank you, but I¡¯m safe now. I¡¯ve had quite the adventure, and this is my friend, Keith, one of the 5 Summon Heroes. He helped me return home.¡±


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    The soldiers exchanged glances, their expressions shifting from confusion to awe as they processed her words. The mention of "one of the 5 Summon Heroes" seemed to resonate deeply with them, and I could see their respect for me grow in an instant.


    ¡°Your Highness, we are honored to have you back,¡± another soldier said, stepping forward. ¡°And we are grateful to you, sir Hero, for bringing her home safely. Please, allow us to escort you both to the castle.¡±


    I nodded, feeling a swell of pride at the recognition. ¡°Thank you. We¡¯d appreciate that.¡±


    As the soldiers formed a protective escort around us, I felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. This was a new chapter in my journey, and I was about to step into the heart of the elven kingdom, a place I had only heard about in stories. Lyra walked beside me, her presence radiating warmth and confidence, and I couldn¡¯t help but steal glances at her as we made our way through the gates.


    I heard a system notification. As I suddenly stop and look at it.


    Congratulations! You have successfully completed the quest!


    Do you want to receive your reward?


    Yes, no?


    Uhm¡­maybe later. So no for now¡­


    The castle loomed ahead, its elegant spires reaching toward the sky, adorned with intricate carvings that told tales of ancient elven history. The architecture was unlike anything I had ever seen, a harmonious blend of nature and craftsmanship. Vines climbed the walls, and flowers bloomed in vibrant colors, creating a breathtaking backdrop that felt almost magical.


    As we approached the entrance, I could see more soldiers and courtiers gathered, their expressions a mix of curiosity and relief. Whispers rippled through the crowd as they recognized Lyra, and I felt a sense of pride swell within me. I had played a part in bringing her back to her people, and it felt good to be appreciated.


    As we stepped into the grand hall of the castle, the atmosphere shifted once more. The air was thick with anticipation, and the soft glow of enchanted lights illuminated the intricate tapestries that adorned the walls. Each tapestry depicted scenes of elven lore, showcasing their rich history and connection to nature.


    Lyra walked with grace, her head held high, and I followed closely beside her, feeling a mix of awe and nervousness. The hall was filled with nobles and dignitaries, all of whom turned to face us as we entered. Their expressions ranged from relief to admiration, and I could sense the weight of their expectations resting on Lyra¡¯s shoulders.


    ¡°Your Highness!¡± A voice called out from the crowd. It was an older elf, his silver hair cascading down his shoulders like a waterfall. He stepped forward, his eyes filled with concern and joy. ¡°We feared the worst for you. Where have you been?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ve been on a journey, Grandfather,¡± Lyra replied, her voice steady despite the emotions swirling around us. ¡°I encountered many challenges, but I am safe now, thanks to my friend Sir Keith, and he''s one of the 5 Summon Heroes.¡±


    As the older elf''s eyes landed on me, a hint of curiosity and respect flickered across his face. "One of the 5 Summon Heroes, you say? I am Elric, the King of the Elven Kingdom. It is an honor to meet you, Sir Keith."


    I bowed my head in respect, feeling a sense of pride and responsibility wash over me. "The honor is mine, Your Majesty. I am glad to have been able to help Princess Lyra return home safely."


    Elric''s gaze lingered on me for a moment before he turned to Lyra. "We will hear more about your journey later, my dear. For now, let us celebrate your return. We have much to discuss and catch up on. By the way, where are your escorts?" As he asked that, I remembered them miles away as we left them riding their horses. (Oops, this is embarrassing.)


    "Ah, sir, may I..." As I raised my hand, he gestured for me to continue."ahm ¡­ about that, I think that''s my fault. Ah... you can see, sir, I am a summoner. As I said that, one of the nobles burst into laughter because I was a summoner. And I just raise my eyebrows and continue. "Maybe it''s better to show you this, sir." As I gesture my hand to my left, I summon my motorcycle again, and all of their eyes widen in shock and amazement.


    The motorcycle materialized with a soft hum, its chrome finish gleaming under the enchanted lights of the grand hall. The room fell silent, all eyes fixed on the machine that had just appeared as if by magic. I could feel the weight of their astonishment, and I couldn¡¯t help but smile at the spectacle. ("Am I awesome!" I think to myself.)


    ¡°By the stars!¡± One of the courtiers gasped, stepping forward to inspect the motorcycle. ¡°Is this truly a creation of your summoning abilities?¡±


    ¡°Yes, sir! It is,¡± I replied, feeling a mix of pride and nervousness. ¡°I can summon various vehicles and weapons, and this motorcycle is one of my latest achievements. And is fast! Faster than the fastest horse.¡±


    Elric, the king, stepped closer, his expression a blend of curiosity and skepticism. ¡°A remarkable feat, indeed. But tell me, young summoner, what purpose does this machine serve in our kingdom?¡±


    "Well, sir¡ª" As I''m about to explain about the motorcycle, Princess Lyra chimes in enthusiastically to explain to her grandfather.


    "It can run fast, Grandpa! It is so fast even at full speed a horse can''t even keep up!" She said, eyes sparkling.


    Elric raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by his granddaughter''s excitement. ¡°Is that so? A machine that can outrun our finest steeds? It makes sense if your escorts were left behind. Fascinating. But tell me, Keith, how does it work? What powers it?¡±


    I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the king''s gaze upon me. ¡°Well, Your Majesty, this motorcycle runs on fuel, a substance that allows it to move without the need for magic or animals. It¡¯s a mechanical creation, designed for speed and efficiency. I can summon it at will, which makes it incredibly useful for traveling long distances quickly. And I''m proud to say it''s from my world. And all of my summons¡±


    I paused, gauging the reactions of the gathered elves. Their expressions ranged from awe to skepticism, but I could see the curiosity in their eyes. ¡°In my world, we have many such machines, each designed for different purposes. This motorcycle is just one example of what I can summon.¡±


    Elric nodded slowly, his expression thoughtful. ¡°It is indeed a remarkable creation, Keith. But tell me, what do you seek in our kingdom? What brings you here beyond the return of my granddaughter?¡±


    "Well, sir, I¡ª" As I''m about to say something, Lyra chimes in again. As I just open and close my mouth again.


    "Granfa! Don''t you forget the demons in the southern part of the forest?! And we need the heroes to defeat the high-ranking demon there that is threatening us!" She said.


    The atmosphere in the grand hall shifted as Lyra''s words hung in the air, a palpable tension settling over the gathered elves. I could see the concern etched on their faces, and I felt a sense of urgency rise within me. This was more than just a homecoming; it was a call to action.


    Elric''s expression darkened, and he nodded gravely. ¡°Yes, the reports of demonic activity in the southern forest have reached us. We have been on high alert, but our forces are stretched thin. If what you say is true, then we may need the assistance of the Summon Heroes more than ever, but are you sure you can do it alone? Sir hero?.¡±


    "Uhm¡­ to be honest, your majesty, at first, but now that I received my rewards from my system, I think I can manage until my party arrives," I confidently say.


    Elric studied me for a moment, his gaze piercing yet contemplative. ¡°You speak with conviction, young summoner. But the threat we face is not to be taken lightly. The high-ranking demon you mentioned is a formidable foe, and it will require more than just bravery to confront it.¡±


    I nodded, feeling the weight of his words. ¡°I understand, Your Majesty. But I¡¯ve faced challenges before, and I believe that with the right strategy and preparation, we can overcome this threat. I have my summons, and I¡¯m ready to fight.¡± As I said that, one of noble name Yingston frowned and spoke. Heh, what help can a level 20 do? Even my knight at level 30 couldn''t scratch that demon, so you think you can defeat that demon? Hence, a mere summoner, "he mockingly said, and he''s the one who laughs when I said I''m a summoner. As he mocked me and my class, my eyes twitched in anger, but I calmed myself because I''m in the presence of the king. But I won''t let this slide because I faced hardship to reach this level, and even to mock the lethality of my weapon, man, you mock the wrong summoner, bruh! I think to myself, but I take a deep breath and maintain my composure.


    ¡°Every hero starts somewhere,¡± I said, my voice steady despite the anger simmering beneath the surface. ¡°Level doesn¡¯t define a person¡¯s worth or their ability to make a difference. I may be level 20, but I have the potential to become the strongest summoner that can even rival the strongest dragon! "I claim.


    The hall fell silent, the tension palpable as my words hung in the air. I could feel the eyes of the gathered elves on me, some filled with skepticism, others with curiosity. Lyra¡¯s gaze was steady, her support evident as she stood beside me, her presence a comforting reminder of why I was here.


    Elric, the king, regarded me with a mixture of respect and caution. ¡°You speak with passion, young summoner. It is true that potential can be a powerful ally. But the demon we face is not just a creature of brute strength; it is cunning and has been known to manipulate the very shadows of the forest. You will need more than just determination to confront it.¡±


    "Yes sir, I''m aware. That''s why I became the fifth hero of this world. It''s not because I''m a summoned person from another world or a Filipino who got accidentally chosen. It''s because of how deadly my weapons are. I have the potential to erase even a whole nation if just given a chance to level up faster!" I respectfully reply to the king.


    The atmosphere in the grand hall shifted once more, the weight of my words hanging heavily in the air. I could see the skepticism in some of the nobles'' eyes, but there were also glimmers of intrigue and respect. Lyra stood beside me, her expression a mix of pride and concern, as if she understood the gravity of what I was saying.


    Elric studied me for a long moment, his gaze unwavering. ¡°You have spirit, Keith, and that is commendable. But spirit alone will not be enough to face the darkness that threatens our kingdom. You will need allies, strategy, and perhaps even the wisdom of our elders.¡±


    I nodded, feeling the urgency of the situation. ¡°I understand, Your Majesty. I¡¯m not here to fight alone. I have my friends, and I believe that together, we can devise a plan to confront this demon. While my party is not here, I can scout the area with my ghillie suit and gather information.


    "Heh! Weak! You''re still relaying to the other heroes, hahahaha! You speak, you can wipe a nation, then you lean to your teammates, hah, my ass! Don''t be fooled, my king; he is just a fraud, nothing but talk. (Can I just shoot this guy in his face? He''s really getting on my nerves, but Lyra stops me as my body moves on its own, holding my hand. As I calmed down with her hands warm, I noticed that I unconsciously summoned my M1 pistol. (Fuck, did I summon it unconsciously? And my body is ready to fuck this motherfucker?") I murmur to myself as Lyra steps forward and says,.


    "How about you fight him, Sir Yingston, if you doubt his strength? Lyra said with annoyance in her voice.The tension in the grand hall thickened as Lyra''s challenge hung in the air. All eyes turned to Yingston, who looked momentarily taken aback by her boldness. The nobles around us murmured in surprise, their expressions a mix of intrigue and disbelief.


    ¡°Fight him?¡± Yingston scoffed, regaining his composure. ¡°Why would I waste my time on a lowly summoner? I have better things to do than entertain the whims of a child.¡±


    ¡°Because you doubt his abilities,¡± Lyra pressed, her voice steady and unwavering. ¡°If you truly believe he is unworthy, then prove it. A duel would show us all the truth.¡±


    "Meh¡­the dude is probably scared of a weak summoner like me, because he''s weak too," I said with a grin as I purposely provoked him.


    Yingston''s face flushed with indignation at my taunt, and I could see the gears turning in his mind. The gathered nobles watched with bated breath, the tension in the air thick enough to cut with a knife.


    ¡°Very well,¡± he said, his voice dripping with disdain. ¡°If it will shut you both up, I¡¯ll accept your challenge. But don¡¯t expect me to go easy on you, summoner.¡±


    ¡°Good, I want you to came at me with all you got¡± I replied, feeling a surge of adrenaline. "Just don''t call your mom after I beat you.¡±


    Elric raised a hand, silencing the murmurs of the crowd. ¡°A duel, then. But let it be known that this is not just a display of strength; it is a test of character. I expect both of you to fight honorably.¡±


    The tension in the grand hall was palpable as the nobles and courtiers gathered around, their eyes fixed on the impending duel. I could feel the weight of their expectations, and I knew that this was more than just a fight; it was a chance to prove myself not only to them but to myself as well.


    ¡°Are you ready, summoner?¡± Yingston sneered, his confidence radiating from him. He stepped forward, drawing a finely crafted sword from his side, its blade glinting in the enchanted light. ¡°I hope you¡¯re prepared to be humiliated.¡±


    "Same goes to you, my guy! "I replied with a grin.


    System notification alert!


    You have an emergency quest! (??)


    Defeat the noble Yingston in the most satisfying way you want. (??) Rating: rank B ,.no A!


    Reward: instant level up x 5!


    The class creator is mad!


    "Ow...you''re mad too? Heh, I get it. Finally a quest that we can agree on. If that''s what you want, I''ll give it to you." I whisper to the system, and I just hear a weird tone that sounds like it''s telling me to go kick him, and then I just smile.


    "Hey Keith, just don''t kill him, ok?" Lyra shouted to me.


    I nodded, my focus sharpening as I stepped into the makeshift arena formed by the gathered nobles. The atmosphere was electric, a mix of anticipation and tension that crackled in the air. I could feel Lyra¡¯s eyes on me, her support a steadying force amidst the chaos.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Princess. I won¡¯t kill him; I''ll just make him go home crying,¡± I called back, my voice steady. ¡°Just enough to teach him a lesson.¡±


    The crowd parted, creating a space for our duel, and I could feel the weight of their gazes upon me. I took a deep breath, centering myself as I prepared for the confrontation. Yingston stood across from me, his sword gleaming menacingly in the light, a confident smirk plastered on his face.


    ¡°Let¡¯s see what you¡¯ve got, summoner,¡± he taunted, his voice dripping with arrogance. ¡°I hope you¡¯re ready to be embarrassed in front of the entire court.¡±


    I smirked back, feeling the adrenaline coursing through my veins. ¡°I¡¯ll make sure to whack your ass. Just remember, you asked for this.With a swift motion, Yingston lunged at me, his sword slicing through the air with deadly precision. I sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the blade as it whistled past me. The crowd gasped, their eyes wide with anticipation. I could hear Lyra¡¯s voice in the background, urging me on.


    ¡°Stay light on your feet, Keith! You¡¯ve got this!¡±


    "I need to boost my speed and strength," I whisper.


    "Summon" exosuit tier 1! "


    System: Successfully equip the exo suit. Tie 1 stat boost: *strength + 40 speed + 60.


    Skill: Charge Punch and quick Dash will be created. + 20 attack. Agility 20


    The exosuit materialized around me with a soft whir, its sleek design hugging my body like a second skin. I could feel the surge of power coursing through me, the enhancements amplifying my strength and speed. The crowd murmured in awe as they witnessed the transformation, and I could see the surprise flicker across Yingston''s face.


    ¡°Is that all you¡¯ve got?¡± he taunted, trying to mask his unease. ¡°You think a little armor will save you?¡± As he says that, I just grin and dodge his attacks.


    I grin, feeling the adrenaline pumping through my veins. ¡°It¡¯s not just armor; it¡¯s a game-changer.¡± With a burst of energy, ¡°quick dash, I charged forward, my feet barely touching the ground as I closed the distance between us in an instant.


    Yingston barely had time to react as I unleashed a powerful punch, my fist connecting with his sword in a clash of metal. The impact sent vibrations up my arm, but I felt no pain; the exosuit absorbed the shock, allowing me to follow up with a swift roundhouse kick aimed at his midsection.


    He stumbled back, surprise etched on his face as he struggled to regain his footing. ¡°What the¡ª?!¡±


    "Oh, you''re quite durable, my guy," I taunt.


    With a quick flick of my wrist, I summoned my M1 pistol, the weapon appearing in my hand with a satisfying click. The crowd gasped, and I could see the nobles exchanging glances, their expressions a mix of shock and intrigue."


    "What is that, a toy?! Heh, weak summoner! As he charges forward, I aim my M1 and say,Bear witness and say hallelujah!"


    With a swift motion, I pulled the trigger, the sound of the gunshot echoing through the grand hall like thunder. The bullet flew through the air, not aimed at Yingston but rather at the ground just in front of him. The impact sent a shockwave of dust and debris flying, causing him to stumble back in surprise.


    ¡°Whoa!¡± he exclaimed, his bravado faltering as he regained his balance. The crowd gasped, their eyes wide with astonishment at the display of power. I could see the realization dawning on Yingston¡¯s face that I wasn¡¯t just a mere summoner; I was a force to be reckoned with.


    ¡°Now, do you want to continue this duel, or shall we call it a day?¡± I asked, my voice steady and confident. The exosuit hummed with energy, and I felt invincible, ready to take on whatever he threw at me.


    Yingston¡¯s expression shifted from arrogance to uncertainty. ¡°You think you can intimidate me with a little show of force?¡± he retorted, though his voice lacked the conviction it had before. ¡°I¡¯m not afraid of you!¡±


    "Well, don''t blame me; I didn''t warn you! I said as I changed from rubber bullets and M1 to a shotgun. With a smirk, I use quick dash again.


    ¡°Let¡¯s see how you handle this!¡± I shouted, my voice filled with exhilaration. I aimed the shotgun at the ground just in front of him, pulling the trigger with a resounding boom. The blast sent a shockwave of force that knocked him off his feet, sending him sprawling to the ground in a cloud of dust and debris. Then change into a crossbow, equip a flash arrow, and aim at him so that he quickly caught the arrow, but the arrow exploded in a blinding flash of light, temporarily disorienting him. The crowd gasped, their eyes wide with shock and awe as they witnessed the spectacle unfold before them.


    "Feeling like giving up yet?" I ask, standing in front of him as the crowd is astonished by my display of summon tactics and the sheer power I wielded. The nobles murmured among themselves, their expressions a mix of disbelief and admiration. I could see Lyra watching me with a proud smile, her faith in me unwavering.


    Yingston, however, was struggling to regain his composure. He pushed himself up from the ground, brushing off the dust and debris, but the confidence he had exuded earlier was now replaced with uncertainty. ¡°You¡­ you think this is over?¡± he stammered, his voice shaky.


    "Well, you wanted this; don''t cry later, bruh." As I said that, I threw him a glass bottled water from my item shop. As he blocked it while dashing forward, his hand obstructed his vision in front of him. As he removed his hand in front of him, I had already drawn my crossbow, equipping my new shock volt. As the arrow flew towards him, hitting him square in the hand as he attempted to parry it, the shock voltage activated, electrocuting him.


    The crowd gasped collectively as Yingston''s body jerked from the electric shock, his sword clattering to the ground as he fell to one knee, panting heavily. The once arrogant noble was now visibly shaken, his bravado stripped away by the overwhelming display of my abilities. But I''m not done yet, as I dash forward and use my charge punch aiming to his face Knowing he can take the 40+ strength added to my attack power. "I''ll let you feel what Akuma (from Street Fighter) Raging Demon! Combo is all about!


    With a swift motion, I closed the distance between us, my fist glowing with energy as I unleashed the Charge Punch. The impact was like a thunderclap, my fist connecting with Yingston''s face in a powerful blow, and I punch and kick him at a speed no one can imagine a mere summoner can do.


    The crowd erupted in gasps and cheers as I unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks, each strike landing with precision and power. Yingston barely had time to react, his earlier confidence shattered as he struggled to defend himself against my onslaught. The exosuit amplified my strength and speed, allowing me to move with a fluidity that left him reeling. As I take a step back to catch my breath, he uses that opportunity to punch me, but as the adrenaline is still fueling me, I react fast and shoulder throw him.


    Yingston''s body flew through the air, propelled by the force of my shoulder throw, and he landed hard on the ground, the impact echoing through the grand hall. The crowd gasped again, their eyes wide with disbelief at the spectacle unfolding before them. I could see Lyra¡¯s expression shift from concern to pride, her eyes sparkling with admiration as she watched me take control of the duel.


    Yingston struggled to get back on his feet, his face flushed with embarrassment and anger. ¡°You¡­ you¡¯ll pay for this, summoner!¡± he spat, his voice laced with venom. But I could see the doubt creeping into his eyes, the realization that he was outmatched.


    ¡°Maybe you should reconsider your words,¡± I replied, my tone light but firm. ¡°You¡¯ve underestimated me, and now it¡¯s time to face the consequences.¡±


    With a swift motion, I summoned my crossbow again, this time equipping a standard bolt. The crowd watched in rapt attention, their eyes glued to the unfolding drama. I aimed the crossbow at Yingston, who was still trying to regain his footing, and pulled the trigger. The bolt flew through the air, striking the ground just in front of him and sending up a cloud of dust.


    "I will not yield! To a weak summoner like you, the princess doesn''t deserve to be with you!" He shouted. "Like me, oh... I see jealousy, I see, I see, but I won''t let you slide, my guy," I think to myself.


    "I will prove to you that this guy is a fraud! I will not yield."


    "Tsk, come on, just give up already, dude. Don''t you see the gap between us?" I said to myself. Maybe it''s time for my greatest weapon." I guess his morale is already down, so the skill will work on him.


    Summon! Mom''s slippers


    As I summon Mom''s slippers, I use the slipper skill "Mom''s Wrath!" As I activate the skill, his expression changes into fear as he becomes subject to the skill. As he cowered and hid his face, I hit his butt, but he is up, and I whack his butt nonstop.


    with the enchanted slippers, each strike echoing through the grand hall like a drumbeat of justice. The crowd erupted into laughter and cheers, their disbelief turning into amusement as they witnessed the spectacle unfold.


    ¡°Is this really the best you can do?¡± I taunted, my voice light and teasing as I continued to deliver swift, playful smacks to Yingston¡¯s backside. ¡°I thought you were supposed to be a noble warrior!¡±


    Yingston squirmed and tried to shield himself, but the enchanted slippers were relentless, their magic amplifying the humiliation of his defeat. ¡°Stop! This is¡­ this is ridiculous!¡± he shouted, his voice a mix of anger and embarrassment.


    ¡°Ridiculous? Maybe. But you brought this upon yourself,¡± I replied, my grin widening as I continued my playful assault. The nobles around us were in stitches, their laughter ringing through the hall, and I could see Lyra shaking her head, a smile tugging at her lips.


    Finally, after what felt like an eternity of playful punishment, "I...I...I yield! Just stop already!!!! he shouted, but I still continued my whacking on his backside.Huh?! What did you just say? You did not yield? Shout it louder, SpongeBob; I can''t hear youuuuu?!" I asked him like Mr. Krabs from SpongeBob SquarePants opening song.


    The laughter in the grand hall reached a crescendo as I continued my playful assault, the enchanted slippers delivering swift, light smacks to Yingston¡¯s backside. The once-proud noble was now a figure of ridicule, his bravado shattered as he squirmed and protested.


    ¡°I yield! I yield!¡± he finally shouted, his voice cracking with embarrassment. ¡°Just stop already!¡±


    The crowd erupted into cheers and applause, their amusement echoing off the grand walls of the castle. I paused, a triumphant grin spreading across my face as I finally relented, lowering the enchanted slippers. Yingston fell to his knees, panting heavily, his face flushed with humiliation.


    ¡°Looks like you¡¯ve learned your lesson, Yingston,¡± I said, my tone light but firm. ¡°Next time, think twice before underestimating someone based on their class or level. Just remember I''m the jack of all traits!¡±


    Congratulations!


    You beat the Fucking¡­.oh¡­.I mean


    You complete the Quest!


    You have level up!


    You have level up!


    You have level up!


    You have level up!


    You have level up!


    You are now level 25! Congratulations!


    "Awsome! ,but hey system I read that !(whistling sound) huh?! You fucker! "


    The grand hall erupted in cheers and laughter, the atmosphere electric with excitement as I stood victorious over Yingston, who was still on his knees, his face a deep shade of crimson. I could hardly believe the turn of events; I had gone from being mocked to being celebrated in a matter of moments.


    As I got surrounded by a lot of summoner like me praising me.but one of them ask me


    "Sir hero can you teach us how to summon those weapons." He ash exitedly but I just replied with a simple.


    " Nah cuz only I can summon those!"


    To be continued...

 Chapter 9: scouting!

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist! "Only I can summon those!!"


    Chapter 9: scouting!


    After my overwhelming victory against Yingston, a young noble from the elven kingdom. I and Princess Lyra go to the throne room to discuss with the king our plan on how to engage the demons. After we discuss our plan, I prepare myself to scout the area of activity of the said demons and why they''re there. As I finish packing my gear, I hear a soft knock on the door. I turn to see Princess Lyra standing there, her expression a mix of concern and determination. The sunlight filters through the window, casting a warm glow around her, but I can sense the weight of the task ahead hanging in the air.


    "Come in."


    "Are you ready for this?" she asks, stepping into the room. Her voice is steady, but I can see the flicker of worry in her emerald eyes. "Scouting the demon activity is dangerous, and I can''t help but feel uneasy about you going alone."


    I pause for a moment, considering her words. "I appreciate your concern, Princess. But I believe it''s crucial for me to gather information firsthand. We need to understand their movements and intentions if we''re to devise an effective strategy."


    Lyra nods, but I can tell she¡¯s not entirely convinced. "I understand, but I wish you wouldn¡¯t go without backup. The demons are unpredictable and stronger, and we don¡¯t know what we¡¯re up against. Perhaps I could accompany you?"


    I shake my head gently. "Your place is here, rallying the troops and preparing the kingdom for what¡¯s to come. If I can gather intelligence, it will give us a better chance to prepare for a larger confrontation. Besides, I have my skills and the element of surprise on my side. Besides, I''m this world''s strongest summoner hero, remember?" I said with a wink.


    She bites her lip, clearly torn. "Just promise me you''ll be careful. If you find yourself in trouble, don¡¯t hesitate to retreat. I...we can¡¯t afford to lose you."


    I smile, appreciating her concern. "I promise. I¡¯ll be in and out before they even know I¡¯m there. And I¡¯ll return with the information we need."


    System notification!


    The princess of the land of the elves shows affection towards you. "For real, system, are you going to test me now? Fuck off," I said in my head and heard a scoff. What the fuck, for real, dude, did you just scoff? Are you supposed to be a system notification?"As I said that, Lyra moved closer to me. So I ignore the system for now. I''ll come back to you later.


    As Lyra steps closer, her gaze unwavering. "Then take this." She reaches into her satchel and pulls out a small, intricately carved amulet. "It¡¯s a protective charm. It won¡¯t make you invincible, but it might give you an edge if you encounter something unexpected."


    I take the amulet from her hand, feeling the coolness of the metal against my palm. The craftsmanship is exquisite, with delicate engravings that shimmer in the light. "Thank you, Lyra¡ªI mean, princess. This means a lot to me," I say, my voice sincere.


    She smiles softly, but her eyes still betray her worry. "Just promise me you''ll wear it. I want to know that you have something to protect you out there."


    "I will," I assure her, fastening the amulet around my neck. The weight of it feels reassuring, a tangible reminder of her support. "Now, I really must get going. The sooner I gather this information, the sooner we can act. And one of Lyra''s guards knocked and said, Sir hero, your horse is red! O¡­ I¡­ I''m so sorry, so sorry, sir, hero, Lady Lrya, ma''am, princess, I didn''t mean to interrupt." He stammered as he slammed the door closed again. While I and Lyra can do is laugh. "Come on, you''re going to send me off, right?" I tease her.


    Lyra chuckles softly, the tension in the room easing just a bit. "Of course, I¡¯ll send you off. You can¡¯t go gallivanting into danger without a proper farewell, can you?" She steps back, her posture straightening as she adopts a more regal demeanor, though the warmth in her eyes remains.


    I can¡¯t help but grin at her playful seriousness. "Well, I wouldn¡¯t want to leave without a royal send-off. What do you have in mind, Your Highness?"


    She rolls her eyes, but a smile tugs at her lips. "How about a grand speech? ¡®Brave hero, may the winds guide your path and the stars light your way!¡¯"


    I laugh, shaking my head. "I think I prefer something a bit more personal. Maybe just a simple ¡®be safe¡¯ would suffice," I said, and we walked out to my room, and at the gate, we stood there with all of their guards giving me a salute.


    "Man, this is a bit awkward,(scratching my neck) I''m just gonna scout the demons I''m not gonna fight them for the last time."I jokingly said while shyly laughing.but king eldrin steps in and say.


    "Sir hero, in our world this is common for our champions to have a proper send-off because there are times a champion wasn''t able to come back, so please allow us to at least do this for you," he said, bowing.


    "Welp, perhaps a proper send-off isn''t going to hurt." I said, smiling.


    As I stand before the gathered guards and the king, I feel a swell of pride mixed with a hint of embarrassment. The atmosphere is charged with a sense of purpose, and I can see the respect in their eyes. Princess Lyra stands beside me, her expression a blend of concern and admiration, and I place my hand in front of me, summoning my motorcycle. And hop in.


    The motorcycle roars to life, its engine purring like a beast ready to be unleashed. The guards step back, their eyes wide with a mix of awe and confusion. I can¡¯t help but chuckle at their reactions; it¡¯s not every day they see a hero summon a machine of such power and speed.


    "Remember, I¡¯m just scouting!" I call out, raising my voice to be heard over the engine''s growl. "I¡¯ll be back before you know it!"


    Princess Lyra steps forward, her expression softening as she looks at me. "Just be careful, okay? And don¡¯t forget to use the amulet if you need it."


    I nod, giving her a reassuring smile. "I won¡¯t forget. And I¡¯ll be back with the information we need. You¡¯ll see."


    With one last glance at the gathered crowd, I rev the engine, feeling the vibrations resonate through my body. The guards salute once more, and I can see King Eldrin¡¯s proud smile as he watches me prepare to embark on this mission.


    "Le''Go!!" I shout, and with a twist of the throttle, I launch forward, the motorcycle speeding out of the castle gates and into the open landscape beyond. The wind rushes past me, carrying away the weight of the moment and filling me with a sense of freedom.Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation.


    As I navigate the winding paths through the elven forests, I can¡¯t help but think about the task ahead. The demons have been a growing threat, and I need to understand their movements and intentions if we are to protect the kingdom. The trees blur past me, their leaves shimmering in the sunlight, and I feel a surge of determination.


    "As I stop for a moment and look at my phone''s map (yeah, he just summoned the free phone), it turns out he can use it like a regular phone from his world, and he can search details for monsters and demons for this world and various things. But upgrading this isn''t a cheap one. It''s over 15k. Keith still has a few thousand summon points to splurge on his guns and stuff. The phone is handy this time. Now he can search names and generals of the demon army, its powers, how many troops, etc."


    "Well, I''m about a mile away from the area, so I need to walk now. Summon Ghillie suit!" (equipped)


    As I summon the ghillie suit, the fabric envelops me, blending seamlessly with the surrounding foliage. The suit is designed to break up my silhouette, making me nearly invisible against the backdrop of the forest. I take a moment to adjust the suit, ensuring that it fits snugly and that the camouflage is effective. With my motorcycle parked safely out of sight, I begin my stealthy approach toward the demon activity.


    The forest is alive with sounds¡ªthe rustling of leaves, the distant chirping of birds, and the occasional snap of a twig underfoot. I move cautiously, my senses heightened as I focus on the task at hand. The air grows heavier as I draw closer to the area where the demons have been spotted. I can feel the tension in the atmosphere, a palpable sense of danger that sends a shiver down my spine.


    "As I summon my upgraded Remington rifle, now at level 3 and equipped with a scope and silencer, this baby can rock any monster''s and demon''s head.


    I take a deep breath, steadying my nerves as I grip the rifle tightly. The weight of the weapon feels reassuring in my hands, the ghillie suit camouflaging me against the forest backdrop, I feel ready to face whatever lies ahead.


    As I move deeper into the woods, I keep my eyes peeled for any signs of the demons. The underbrush is thick, and the shadows seem to dance around me, but I remain focused. I can¡¯t afford to let my guard down. The last thing I want is to be caught off-guard by a demon ambush.


    After a few minutes of careful navigation, I reach a vantage point overlooking a clearing. I crouch low, peering through the scope of my rifle to survey the area. My heart races as I spot them¡ªfigures moving in the distance, their forms twisted and grotesque.


    "Found ''em."


    The demons are gathered in a loose circle, their voices a low, guttural murmur that sends chills down my spine.


    I adjust the focus on my scope, trying to get a clearer view. There are at least two dozen of them, each one more menacing than the last. Their skin is a sickly shade of gray, and their eyes glow with an unnatural light. I can see weapons strapped to their sides¡ªswords, axes, and even some crude-looking bows. They seem to be discussing something, their gestures animated and aggressive.


    "Oh, are they digging?" As I said that, I looked into my rifle scope again to confirm.


    As I peer through the scope, I can see that the demons are indeed digging. They¡¯re using their claws and makeshift tools to scrape away at the earth, revealing something buried beneath the surface. The sight sends a wave of unease through me. What could they be unearthing?


    I focus on one of the larger demons, its stature towering over the others. It has a jagged scar running down its face, and its eyes burn with a fierce intensity. I can¡¯t help but wonder if this is a leader of sorts. The way it barks orders at the others suggests it holds some authority within the group.


    "Man, they''re mining something." As I said that, I suddenly remembered the four artifacts. Now we are holding 1. "I see this is why you guys are here." As I said that, I lay down and summon my walkie-talkie and call the others.


    "This is Eagle Eye, Bravo One over! (I am eagle eye, Josh is Bravo One, Delta Two is Vismond, Gamma Three is Chris, and lastly, Alpha Leader is Caine.) "Do you read me?" I spoke to the radio softly.


    The crackle of static fills my ear before a voice comes through, clear and steady. "Bravo One here, Eagle Eye. I read you loud and clear. What¡¯s your status?"


    I take a deep breath, keeping my voice low to avoid detection. "I¡¯ve located the demons. They¡¯re digging in a clearing about a few from the elven kingdom position. Looks like they¡¯re unearthing something important¡ªpossibly one of four artifacts. There are at least a dozen of them, and one appears to be a leader. And what I can see, his name is¡­" Berri¡­kangge, ah barikange. I think I butchered his name, but he¡¯s one of the demon lieutenants of the demon lord''s army." As I relay the information from my phone (told y''all it''s handy), "Eagle Eye, how did you know that info? "Josh asks from the other line.


    "Ah, remember the free phone I got from our last level up? Yeah, it turns out it can do various things, like mapping and information."


    "That''s incredible!" Josh replies, his voice tinged with excitement. "So you can look up demon names and their ranks? We need to get our hands on more of those artifacts before they do."


    "Exactly," I respond, keeping my voice steady. "If they¡¯re digging for artifacts, we can¡¯t let them succeed. We need to gather more intel and figure out our next move. I¡¯ll keep an eye on them for now."


    "Understood, Eagle Eye. Just stay safe out there. We¡¯ll be ready to back you up if things go south for now. Hold your port because we''re a little bit busy because the emperor wants his kingdom enforced like what we did to Vuenna village, so maybe we''ll be a little bit late for you," Josh says, his tone serious.


    "Copy that, Bravo One. Just keep your head on a swivel. I¡¯ll update you if anything changes," I reply, my focus still trained on the clearing below.


    A few hours later, as I observe the demons, I can see their digging becoming more frantic. The larger demon, Berri-kangge, seems to be growing impatient, barking orders and gesturing wildly. "Man, the guy is like a boss from a big company, heh," I murmur. The others work faster, their claws tearing at the earth with a fervor that sends a chill down my spine. Whatever they¡¯re after, it must be important.


    I take a moment to scan the perimeter of the clearing, looking for any potential escape routes or vantage points. The last thing I want is to be cornered if things go sideways. The forest around me is dense, providing ample cover, but I need to be cautious.


    Suddenly, one of the demons lets out a guttural roar, and the others freeze. I squint through the scope, trying to see what has caused the disturbance. It appears that they¡¯ve uncovered something¡ªa glint of metal peeking through the dirt. My heart races as I realize it could be one of the artifacts we¡¯ve been searching for.


    "Fuck, they found it too soon."


    "Bravo One, do you copy?" I whisper into the walkie-talkie, my voice barely above a murmur.


    "Reading you, Eagle Eye. What¡¯s happening?" Josh responds, his tone alert.


    "They¡¯ve uncovered something shiny. It looks like it could be one of the artifacts. I need to get closer for a better look," I say, my mind racing with possibilities. If I can confirm it¡¯s one of the artifacts, we¡¯ll need to act quickly.


    "Be careful, man. If they see you, it could get messy," Josh warns.


    "I know. I¡¯ll move in slowly. Keep the comms open," I reply, then switch off the walkie-talkie to minimize any noise.


    I take a deep breath, steadying my nerves as I begin to crawl forward, using the underbrush for cover. The ground is uneven, and I have to be careful not to make any noise that might alert the demons. As I inch closer, I can hear their voices more clearly, a mix of guttural growls and harsh laughter.


    "Dig faster! The master wants it now!" Berri-kangge bellows, his voice echoing through the clearing.


    I can see the artifact now, partially unearthed and glimmering in the dappled sunlight. It¡¯s a small, ornate box, covered in strange runes that pulse with a faint light. My heart races at the sight. "Fuck one of the artifacts."


    As I get closer, I notice that the demons are becoming increasingly agitated. They seem to be arguing among themselves, their voices rising in pitch. I take this opportunity to pull out my phone and snap a quick picture of the artifact and search it in this world Wikipedia.


    Pandora''s box was where the second artifact lay. The second key of opening the seal for the Demon God Acarus. Man, this is dicey. If I won''t move and take that thing, who knows how many artifacts they have? I need to grab that, but if I grab that, I''m pretty sure they''ll attack the nearby kingdom or village, so I need to be mindful about this. (In that moment he realizes something and smirks.) "Man, maybe I have the best idea for these dumb demons. Haha, the important thing is inside, not the box itself, so I need to grab whatever is inside and replace it with something, and I have the best in mind to replace that." I murmur to myself.


    With a plan forming in my mind, I take a moment to assess my surroundings. The demons are still distracted, their attention focused on the artifact and their heated argument. This is my chance. I need to act quickly and decisively.


    All I need is to follow them for now, and when they are sleeping or not paying attention to that box, I''ll snatch it and grab what''s inside and replace it with this. I said to myself while grabbing a trip bomb while smiling menacingly.


    System notification! User is more like a villain than the demons.


    "The fuck you say? I angrily ask the system, but other notifications pop up.


    System notification!


    The emergency quest has arrived!


    Retrieve the key/artifact inside the box without being discovered. Quest rating: A+.


    Failure to do the quest: death.


    Reward: Level 3 weapons will be unlocked. + Instant level up x 2


    I take a moment to process the system notification, my heart racing at the implications. An emergency quest with such high stakes means I need to be on my game. The reward is tempting, but the consequences of failure are dire. I can¡¯t afford to mess this up.


    "Alright, let¡¯s do this," I whisper to myself, steeling my resolve. I carefully observe the demons, noting their movements and the way they interact with one another. They seem to be growing more agitated, their voices rising in volume as they argue over the artifact. This could work to my advantage.


    I decide to wait until nightfall. The darkness will provide better cover, and the demons will likely be less vigilant. I settle into my hiding spot, keeping my rifle close and my senses sharp. As the sun begins to set, the forest transforms, shadows stretching and deepening around me.


    Hours pass, and the demons continue their digging, but their energy wanes as fatigue sets in. I can see them starting to take breaks, some leaning against trees while others pace restlessly. Berri-kangge, however, remains focused on the artifact, his eyes gleaming with a mix of greed and anticipation.


    As the last light of day fades, I notice the demons begin to settle down. A few of them gather around a small fire they¡¯ve built, their voices low and conspiratorial. This is my chance. I take a deep breath, reminding myself of the plan. I need to wait for the right moment to strike.


    I pull out my phone and check the time. It¡¯s nearly midnight. The forest is eerily quiet, the only sounds coming from the crackling fire and the occasional rustle of leaves. I can see the artifact clearly now, the ornate box glowing faintly in the darkness.


    "Time to move"I said with a smirk.


    To be continued¡­.

 Chapter 10: behind enemy line!

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist! "Only I can summon those!!"


    Chapter 10: behind enemy line!


    I slowly rise from my hiding spot, my heart pounding in my chest as I prepare to execute my plan. The darkness envelops me, and the ghillie suit works its magic, making me nearly invisible against the backdrop of the forest. I take a moment to steady my breathing, focusing on the task ahead. I equip my M1 pistol and add a silencer to it so if ever one or two demons spot me, it won''t attract attention.


    As I creep closer to the clearing, I can see the demons gathered around the fire, their attention diverted from the artifact. Berri-kangge stands guard, his eyes scanning the surroundings, but fatigue is evident in his posture. This is my opportunity.


    I inch forward, keeping low to the ground, and carefully navigate the underbrush. The closer I get, the more I can hear their low murmurs, punctuated by the crackling of the fire. I can see the ornate box now, sitting precariously on a makeshift pedestal of rocks, its runes glowing softly in the darkness.


    "Just a little closer," I whisper to myself, my pulse quickening with each movement. I reach into my pocket and pull out the trip bomb, a mischievous grin spreading across my face. If I can create a distraction, it will give me the perfect cover to grab the artifact. But all of a sudden I saw a big pot with something similar to a stew, and in that moment I had a mush great idea.


    "Item shop," I whisper. As I scanned the shot list at the bottom of it, I finally saw what I was looking for. "Heheh... nois!" I murmured to myself and pressed buy. As the item is manifested in my hands, a villainous grin appears on my face. "Can a demon survive sleeping pills?" I whisper. As I activate the Ghillie suit skill: invisible man duration: 5 minutes.


    With the small vial of sleeping pills now in my hand, I carefully make my way closer to the fire, my heart racing with anticipation. The demons are still engrossed in their conversation, their laughter echoing through the trees, oblivious to the danger lurking just beyond their sight. I can see Berri-kangge shifting slightly, his eyes momentarily distracted by the flickering flames.


    I seize the moment, slipping silently through the shadows until I¡¯m just a few feet away from the pot of stew. The rich aroma wafts through the air, mingling with the earthy scent of the forest. I can¡¯t help but feel a twinge of guilt at what I¡¯m about to do, but the artifact is too important to let slip away.


    With a steady hand, I uncork the vial and pour a generous amount of the sleeping pills into the pot, stirring it gently with a nearby stick. The pills dissolve quickly, their effects likely to take hold within minutes. I step back, watching as the demons continue to laugh and joke, completely unaware of the impending chaos.


    "Hehehe, let''s see how you fight off the power of the sleeping pills." I menacingly chuckle.


    As I retreat into the shadows, I can feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins. The anticipation of what¡¯s to come is almost intoxicating. I take a moment to observe the demons, their faces illuminated by the flickering firelight, unaware of the trap I¡¯ve just set. Berri-kangge, still standing guard, seems to be growing more restless, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.


    Minutes pass, and I can see the first signs of drowsiness creeping into the group. One of the smaller demons, a scrawny creature with bright red skin, leans heavily against a tree, his eyelids drooping. Another, a hulking brute with jagged horns, lets out a loud yawn, stretching his arms above his head before slumping back down onto a log. The laughter fades, replaced by a heavy silence as the effects of the sleeping pills take hold.


    ¡°Now¡¯s my chance,¡± I whisper, my heart racing as I inch closer to the artifact. The ornate box sits tantalizingly on its pedestal, the runes glowing softly, almost beckoning me. I can¡¯t help but feel a sense of awe at its beauty, but I push the thought aside. I have a job to do.


    I move swiftly, my Ghillie suit blending seamlessly with the surroundings. As I approach the pedestal, I can hear the soft snoring of the demons behind me, their bodies slumped in various positions around the fire. Berri-kangge, however, is still standing, albeit swaying slightly, his eyes struggling to stay open.


    ¡°Come on, just a little longer,¡± I mutter under my breath, willing him to succumb to the effects of the sleeping pills. I reach the pedestal and carefully examine the box. The runes pulse with a soft light, and I can feel a strange energy emanating from it. I know I have to be quick; if Berri-kangge doesn¡¯t fall asleep soon, he¡¯ll be my biggest obstacle. Then I grab the artifact inside and put it inside my item box.


    I hear a low growl from behind me. My heart drops as I turn to see Berri-kangge, his eyes narrowed and focused on me, the drowsiness momentarily shaken off. "Oh fuck, I''m screwed." I whisper to myself.


    ¡°Who goes there?¡± he snarls, his voice a low rumble that sends chills down my spine. I freeze, my mind racing as I weigh my options. I can¡¯t let him alert the others. "Oh, you, you standing there, he called me as I pointed to myself unconsciously.Yes, you, you dumb demon. I''m¡­ assigning you to guard the box, because I will¡­ have my nap, okay" he said, and as he''s about to lay down, he suddenly stops. And that jolted me. And I slowly reached for my M1 pistol. When he speaks, "Do you hear me, dumb demon? Answer me!" He shouted. And I just replied, "Ye¡­yes, boss." As he calmly lay down, within seconds all I could hear was a snoring. As I pull out a small glass of water and the c4 I bought from my system shop. I put the c4 the box then the glass inside facedown." Hehehe now it''s look like a special ornament "I said as the big demon move again. And turn his back on me still snoring.


    "Damn, I thought that guy was going to tear me apart. Jeez, man. I better go now."


    With Berri-kangge finally succumbing to the effects of the sleeping pills, I let out a breath I didn¡¯t realize I was holding. The tension in my shoulders eases slightly, but I know I can¡¯t linger. I quickly scan the area, ensuring that the other demons remain oblivious to my presence. The fire crackles softly, casting flickering shadows across the clearing, and the air is thick with the scent of the stew, now laced with the sleeping pills.


    As I carefully step back, I hear a rustle behind me. My heart races again, and I turn slowly, ready to defend myself. But it¡¯s just a small animal¡ªa rabbit, perhaps¡ªscurrying through the underbrush. I let out a sigh of relief, but I know I can¡¯t let my guard down.


    System notification!


    You had successfully completed part 1 of the quest! Retrieve the artifact x1. (Complete)


    Second Quest: safely escape the area. Time limit: until sunrise. Condition: use a bike/running.


    "The fuck are you talking about?! It will take me a day to reach the freaking elves kingdom if I use a bike. Genius!" I ask.


    Caution! The demons are likely to wake up if they hear a loud noise like your motorcycle engine sound.


    "Fuck, this is bad. Tsk so be it . Open summon list. Bicycle!" As the bicycle manifest Infront of me, I rode it and kick the pedal as fast as I can. Because when I looked at my phone''s time. I only have 3 hours of darkness.


    I pedal furiously, the soft crunch of leaves beneath the tires barely audible over the pounding of my heart. The cool night air rushes past me, and I can feel the adrenaline surging through my veins, propelling me forward. The forest is a blur of shadows and moonlight as I navigate the winding paths, my mind racing with thoughts of the demons I just left behind.The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    The artifact is secure in my item box, but I can¡¯t shake the feeling of unease. Berri-kangge could wake up at any moment, and if he does, he¡¯ll alert the others. I push myself harder, the bicycle responding to my urgency as I weave through the trees, careful to avoid any branches that might snag me.


    As I ride, I can¡¯t help but glance over my shoulder, half-expecting to see the hulking figure of Berri-kangge charging after me. But the forest remains silent, save for the sounds of nocturnal creatures stirring in the underbrush. I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts. I need to focus on the path ahead.


    Suddenly, I hear a rustling noise to my right. My heart skips a beat, and I instinctively slow down, straining to listen. The sound grows louder, and I can see movement in the shadows. Panic surges through me as I realize it¡¯s not just one creature¡ªit¡¯s a group of demons, likely awakened by the commotion of my escape.


    ¡°Shit, shit, shit!¡± I mutter under my breath, my mind racing. I can¡¯t let them catch me. I need to find a way to lose them. I glance around, searching for a place to hide or a path that might lead me away from their pursuit.


    Ahead, I spot a narrow trail that veers off to the left, partially obscured by thick underbrush. It looks risky, but it might be my best chance. I steer the bicycle toward the trail, hoping it will lead me deeper into the forest and away from the demons.


    As I enter the thicket, the branches scrape against my arms, but I push through, determined to escape. The trail is uneven, and I have to navigate carefully to avoid crashing. I can hear the demons¡¯ voices growing louder behind me, their laughter now tinged with anger and confusion.


    ¡°Split up! Find the intruder; he¡¯s unable to take the box, but we need to find and kill him.!¡± one of them shouts, and my stomach drops. They¡¯re organizing, and I know I don¡¯t have much time.


    "Heh, that''s what you thought," I said and continued to pedal as fast as I could, thinking that they hadn''t opened the box just like I expected. If they do, the C4 will explode on them. As I said, my bicycle hit a branch, and then I was thrown to the ground.


    I hit the ground hard, the impact jarring my bones and knocking the wind out of me. For a moment, I lay there, dazed, the world spinning around me. The sounds of the demons grew closer, their voices echoing through the trees, and I knew I had to move¡ªfast.


    With a grunt, I pushed myself up, wincing at the pain radiating through my body. As I reached for my bicycle, I saw its wheel was busted. So I put it in my item box, and I started running.


    The forest floor was uneven beneath my feet, roots and rocks threatening to trip me as I sprinted deeper into the thicket. My heart raced, pounding in my chest like a war drum, urging me to escape. I could hear the demons behind me, their voices growing more frantic as they split up to search for me.


    ¡°Check the bushes! He couldn¡¯t have gone far!¡± One of them shouted, and I felt a surge of panic. I had to find a way to evade them, to disappear into the shadows of the forest.


    So I activate the Ghillie suit skill again: "Invisible man!" Again. And run through the underbrush, my heart pounding in my ears. The world around me fades into a blur of greens and browns as the ghillie suit cloaks me in its protective embrace. I can feel the magic of the suit working, blending me seamlessly with the forest, but I know it won¡¯t last long. I have to make the most of this opportunity.


    I slow my pace, moving cautiously as I navigate through the dense foliage. The sounds of the demons grow louder, their voices echoing through the trees as they search for me. I can hear their frustration mounting, and it gives me a sense of grim satisfaction. They think they¡¯re hunting me, but I¡¯m the predator now.


    ¡°Where did he go? He couldn¡¯t have just vanished!¡± One of the demons growls, his voice laced with irritation. I stifle a laugh, knowing that I¡¯m right under their noses, hidden in plain sight. "Damn it, I can''t even smell him. All of his traces vanished.


    Thanks to the Ghillie suit. It can erase any odor/smell of your body even if you''re present, etc., like you''re not there to begin with. But I need to move fast because the suit skill has a time limit of 5 minutes and I only have 3 minutes left and the next use is for 10 minutes again.


    I take a deep breath, focusing on the sounds around me. The demons are growing increasingly agitated, their voices rising in pitch as they search for me. I can hear them crashing through the underbrush, their heavy footsteps echoing in the stillness of the night. I need to find a way to outsmart them, to slip away unnoticed.


    With the Ghillie suit still cloaking me, I decide to move deeper into the forest, away from the clearing where the demons are searching. I carefully navigate through the dense foliage, my senses heightened as I listen for any signs of danger. The moonlight filters through the trees, casting eerie shadows on the ground, but I remain focused on my escape.


    Suddenly, I spot a large tree with a hollow trunk nearby. It looks like the perfect hiding spot. I make my way toward it, keeping low to the ground and moving as quietly as possible. As I reach the tree, I slip inside the hollow trunk, pressing myself against the cool, damp wood. The darkness envelops me, and I hold my breath, listening intently for any signs of the demons.


    ¡°Where is he? He has to be around here somewhere!¡± One of the demons growls, frustration evident in his voice. I can hear them moving closer, their footsteps crunching on the leaves and twigs. My heart races as I realize they¡¯re just a few feet away from my hiding spot.


    ¡°Check that tree! He might be hiding in there!¡± Another demon shouts, and I feel a surge of panic. I can¡¯t let them find me. I need to stay still and silent, hoping that the ghillie suit will continue to work its magic.


    The demons approach the tree, their voices growing louder. I can see the shadows of their figures moving outside the hollow trunk, and I hold my breath, praying they won¡¯t look inside. I can feel the tension in the air, thick and suffocating, as they search for me.


    ¡°Maybe he went further into the woods. Let¡¯s split up and cover more ground,¡± one of them suggests, and I feel a glimmer of hope. If they separate, it might give me the chance I need to escape. And I hear a loud whistle, and all of the demons looked at each other and murmured,Tsk, the boss is calling us out. Let''s go. Let''s head back. ."


    As the demons begin to disperse, I let out a breath I didn¡¯t realize I was holding. The tension in my shoulders eases slightly, but I know I can¡¯t linger in the hollow trunk for too long. I wait a few moments, listening intently to their fading voices, until the sounds of their footsteps disappear into the distance.


    Once I¡¯m sure they¡¯re gone, I carefully inch my way out of the hollow trunk, scanning the area for any signs of danger. The forest is eerily quiet now, the only sounds being the rustling of leaves and the distant calls of nocturnal creatures. I take a moment to gather my thoughts, my heart still racing from the close call.


    ¡°Okay, time to get out of here,¡± I whisper to myself, my voice barely audible in the stillness. I activate the ghillie suit skill again, knowing I¡¯ll need every advantage I can get as I make my escape. The familiar sensation of blending into the surroundings washes over me, and I feel a renewed sense of confidence.


    I decide to head in the opposite direction from where the demons had been searching, moving cautiously through the underbrush. The moonlight filters through the trees, casting a soft glow on the forest floor, and I keep my movements slow and deliberate, avoiding any branches or twigs that might give away my position.


    As I navigate through the trees, I can¡¯t shake the feeling of being watched. The forest is alive with sounds, but I remain hyper-aware of my surroundings, ready to react at a moment¡¯s notice. I push forward, determined to put as much distance between myself and the demons as possible.


    After what feels like an eternity of moving through the dense foliage, I finally reach a small clearing. The moonlight bathes the area in a silvery glow, and I take a moment to catch my breath. I scan the surroundings, looking for any signs of danger, but it seems the coast is clear.


    "Open item shop" as I Scan to my item shop I grab a bottle of water and a few sandwich.


    I take a moment to hydrate and refuel, the cool water refreshing against my dry throat. The sandwiches, though simple, provide a much-needed boost of energy. I can¡¯t afford to let my guard down, but I also know that I need to keep my strength up if I¡¯m going to make it out of this forest alive.


    As I munch on the sandwich, I keep my ears tuned to the sounds of the forest. The rustling of leaves, the distant hoot of an owl, and the occasional snap of a twig underfoot remind me that I¡¯m not alone. I finish my meal quickly, knowing that I can¡¯t linger here for long.


    ¡°Okay, time to move,¡± I whisper to myself, wiping my hands on my pants and standing up. I take a deep breath, feeling the cool night air fill my lungs, and I activate the Ghillie suit skill once more. The familiar sensation of invisibility washes over me, and I feel a surge of confidence. I open my phone for the safest and fastest route to the Ingrasia Kingdom (Elves Kingdom).


    As I glance at my phone, I see that I have a few options for routes to the Ingrasia Kingdom. I choose the safest and fastest route, which appears to be a narrow path that winds through the forest. I memorize the route, making sure to note any potential landmarks or danger zones.


    With my plan in place, I set off once again, moving cautiously through the underbrush. The Ghillie suit continues to work its magic, blending me seamlessly into the surroundings. I keep my senses heightened, listening for any signs of danger and scanning the area for any potential threats.


    "Man, this is what I call an extra challenge."


    As I move through the forest, I notice that the trees are becoming thinner and the underbrush less dense. I can see a glimmer of light in the distance, and I realize that I''m approaching the edge of the forest. My heart quickens with excitement and relief as I realize that I''m almost safe.


    I push forward, my legs aching from the exertion of the past few hours. I can see the outline of a building in the distance, and I realize that it''s the Ingrasia Kingdom. I feel a surge of relief wash over me as I realize that I''ve made it.


    System notification!


    Congratulations! You complete the second part of the Quest!


    Would you want to receive your rewards?


    Yes, no?


    As I read that, I give a sigh of relief.Yes, please, leveling up will refresh my stamina.


    As I confirm my choice, a warm glow envelops me, and I feel a rush of energy coursing through my veins. The familiar sensation of leveling up washes over me, and I can feel my stamina replenishing, my muscles relaxing as the fatigue of the night¡¯s events begins to fade.


    System Notification!


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    You are now level 22.


    Stamina: +20


    Summon Points: + 10000


    All stat: + 5


    Tier 3 weapons have been unlocked! Congratulations!


    All current weapons are level 2.


    New weapons available are now level 1.


    The weapon list is updated!


    And you have a freebie from the system creator! You have received a system special summon request! You can now choose any of your desires. summon from your world! "Woah, no way! Are you sure? The system?"


    System Notification: Yes, you have received a special summon request. You may choose any weapon. Whether it''s from anime, fantasy, movies, etc. from your world to summon. Please specify your choice. Request: 0/1


    I can hardly believe my luck. A special summon request? This is a game-changer. My mind races as I consider the possibilities. There are so many iconic weapons from various worlds that could aid me in my journey.


    "Dang, I need to think about it¡­maybe later. Dang, I have so much to do later. But dang, this is fun. But a good night''s sleep is much better," I murmur as I walk toward the entrance of the Ingrasia Kingdom. The soft glow of lanterns illuminates the path, and the sound of laughter and music drifts through the air, a stark contrast to the chaos I just escaped. As the guards notice me and shout, "Sir Hero has returned! Open the gate!" I can feel the tension in my shoulders begin to ease as I approach the gates, the weight of the night¡¯s events slowly lifting. As the sun rises at my back, one woman/elf is standing smiling. And she runs and jumps towards me as she hugs me. And say


    "Welcome back! "


    To be continued....

 Chapter 11: preparation

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist! "Only I can summon those!!"


    Chapter 11: preparation


    I stagger slightly as the elf''s embrace catches me off guard, the warmth of her welcome contrasting sharply with the chill of the night I just endured. Her long, flowing hair glimmers in the morning light, and her bright green eyes sparkle with joy.


    ¡°Thank you! It¡¯s good to be back,¡± I manage to say, my voice still shaky from the adrenaline and exhaustion. I glance around, taking in the bustling activity of the Ingrasia Kingdom. Elves are moving about, preparing for the day, their laughter and chatter filling the air with a sense of peace that feels almost surreal after my harrowing night.


    ¡°Are you ok? ¡± she asks, pulling back slightly to look at me, her expression shifting to one of concern.


    I nod, a smile creeping onto my face as I remember the ornate box and the chaos I left behind. ¡°Yeah, a bit, but it wasn''t the concert. Now, I have something that might alarm us. There were lieutenant demons and a demon everywhere, and I had to use some¡­ unconventional methods to escape.¡±


    Her eyes widen in surprise, and she takes a step back, clearly impressed. ¡°You faced demons, lieutenant, and lived to tell the tale? You truly are a hero!¡±


    I chuckle, feeling a mix of pride and humility. ¡°I wouldn¡¯t say I¡¯m a hero just yet. I just got lucky and had a few tricks up my sleeve.¡±


    ¡°Luck is part of it, but bravery is what counts,¡± she replies, her voice earnest. ¡°Come, let¡¯s get you something to eat and rest. You must be exhausted after all that.¡±


    "Yeah, I''m starving."


    As we walk through the gates, I can¡¯t help but feel a sense of belonging. The Ingrasia Kingdom is vibrant and alive, filled with the sounds of nature and the laughter of its inhabitants. I take a deep breath, letting the fresh air fill my lungs, and for a moment, I forget about the demons and the chaos of the night.


    As I relay the news to the elf king, their eyes were shocked, but I assure them that they won''t attack anytime soon, but we definitely need to prepare for an attack. And with that, the king ordered his royal knights to assemble an army and guard the surrounding areas and scouts. While I relay the good news to my team.


    "So you got it?" Josh asks with concern in his voice.


    "Yep, I just hurt my knees in the process of escape, but I managed to outrun them, luckily," I replied.


    "That''s good to know. Just stay put. We''re going to be late a day or two because of some demons attacking near villages here, so be safe, brother, Josh said, then we turned off the console.


    I let out a sigh, the weight of the situation settling heavily on my shoulders. The news of the demon attacks near the villages was troubling, and I couldn¡¯t shake the feeling that we were on the brink of something much larger than just a few skirmishes.


    ¡°Are you sure you¡¯re alright?¡± the elf asked, her voice breaking through my thoughts. ¡°You seem a bit distant.¡±


    I forced a smile, trying to mask my concern. ¡°I¡¯m fine, really. Just thinking about everything that¡¯s happened. It¡¯s a lot to process. ¡±


    She nodded, her expression softening. ¡°I understand. But you¡¯re safe here now. We¡¯ll figure this out together.¡±


    As we entered the grand hall of the castle, the walls adorned with intricate tapestries depicting the history of the Ingrasia Kingdom, I felt a sense of comfort wash over me. The elves moved gracefully around us, their movements fluid and purposeful. I could see the determination in their eyes, a shared resolve to protect their home.


    The king, a tall figure with silver hair and a regal presence, stood at the head of the table, flanked by his advisors. He looked up as we approached, his expression serious but welcoming. ¡°Welcome back, brave one. I have heard of your encounter with the demons. Your courage is commendable.¡±


    ¡°Thank you, Your Majesty,¡± I replied, bowing my head slightly. ¡°But I fear the danger is far from over. We need to be vigilant.¡±


    The king nodded, his gaze piercing. ¡°Indeed. We will not underestimate our enemies. I have already sent word to our allies, and we will bolster our defenses. But tell me, what did you learn from your encounter?¡±


    As I relayed to the king the news about the demons activity and their search for the artifacts to resurrect the demon god, I stole the second artifact from them without their lieutenant noticing it.


    The king''s eyes narrowed as I spoke, his expression shifting from concern to intrigue. ¡°You possess one of the artifacts?¡± he asked, his voice steady but laced with urgency. ¡°This is significant news. The resurrection of the demon god would spell disaster for all realms.¡±


    I nodded, feeling the weight of the ornate statue hidden beneath my cloak. ¡°Yes, I managed to take it during my escape. I believe it¡¯s one of the four keys to their plans, but I¡¯m not entirely sure how it works or what it truly is.¡±


    The king leaned forward, his silver hair cascading over his shoulders like a waterfall of moonlight. ¡°We must examine it at once. If it is indeed one of the keys, we need to understand its power and how it can be used against them.¡±


    As I let the king''s mages examine the key (statue), Princess Lyra and I go to the castle walls because I want to reinforce their walls using my permanent summons. I''m going to put explosive cannons around the walls, but it wasn''t a cheap one; each of them cost me a lot. But I have many summon points, so it''s no big deal.


    "Ahm¡­ sir hero? Uhm¡­ why did you bring me here?" She asks, her face blushing.


    I turn to Princess Lyra, a hint of a smile playing on my lips at her bashful demeanor. ¡°I thought you might want to see how we can fortify the kingdom¡¯s defenses. It¡¯s important that everyone feels safe, especially with the threat of the demons looming over us.¡±


    Her eyes widen with curiosity, and she nods, her initial shyness giving way to intrigue. ¡°I see! You¡¯re going to use your summons to help protect us?¡±


    ¡°Exactly,¡± I reply, gesturing toward the castle walls. ¡°These explosive cannons will serve as both a deterrent and a means of defense. If the demons come knocking, we¡¯ll be ready for them. and my summons will give them a run for their money," I said, with a wide grin on my face.


    Princess Lyra¡¯s eyes sparkled with excitement as she took in the sight of the castle walls, her earlier shyness forgotten. ¡°That sounds incredible! I¡¯ve never seen anything like it. How do your summons work? And¡­what are explosive cannons? "She asks, so I just explain that it''s from my home world.Find this and other great novels on the author''s preferred platform. Support original creators!


    I take a deep breath, ready to explain the concept of explosive cannons and my summons to Princess Lyra. ¡°Well, in my world, explosive cannons are powerful weapons that use gunpowder to launch projectiles at high speeds. They can create a significant impact, especially against large groups of enemies. The idea is to set them up along the walls so if the demons try to breach our defenses, we can fire at them from a distance. But it was a weapon just for killing, a weapon made only for war.¡±


    Princess Lyra listened intently, her bright green eyes wide with fascination. ¡°That sounds both terrifying and amazing! But¡­ is it really necessary? I mean, we¡¯ve always relied on magic and our archers for defense.¡±


    I nodded, understanding her hesitation. ¡°I get that. Magic and archery are powerful, but the demons are unlike any foe you¡¯ve faced before. They¡¯re relentless and cunning. We need every advantage we can muster. The explosive cannons will provide a layer of defense that can help protect your people while we figure out a more permanent solution.¡±


    She bit her lip, contemplating my words. ¡°I trust your judgment. If you believe this is the best course of action, then I¡¯m with you. But¡­ I hope we won¡¯t have to use them.¡±


    ¡°Me too,¡± I replied, my voice softening. ¡°But it¡¯s better to be prepared than to be caught off guard. I¡¯ve seen what they can do, and I don¡¯t want to see anyone here suffer because we underestimated them.¡±


    With a determined nod, Princess Lyra stepped closer to the castle wall, her fingers brushing against the stone. ¡°So, how do we start?¡±


    I grinned, feeling a surge of energy at her enthusiasm. ¡°First, I¡¯ll need to summon the cannons. Each one will take a bit of time to set up, but once they¡¯re in place, we can start reinforcing the walls with magical barriers to enhance their strength.¡± As I set up the first cannon, I hear a system notification.


    System notification!


    Quest: fortify the Elvin kingdom


    Artilleries: 0/6


    Reward: 20000 summon points.


    Note: By doing this quest, you will impress the elf princess and will have the king''s approval for marrying his daughter (Princess Lyra).


    The fuck system, are you going to start again? Fuck off; I don''t need a reward. I''m just doing this out of kindness.


    System: Uh-huh.


    Fuck off! Stop teasing me, you annoying system!


    As I grumbled internally at the system''s persistent notifications, I focused on the task at hand. The first cannon materialized before me, a sleek, dark metal structure adorned with intricate elven designs. I could feel the weight of its power, and I knew it would serve us well against the impending threat.


    ¡°Wow, it looks even more impressive up close!¡± Princess Lyra exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with admiration. ¡°How does it work?"


    System notification: You have gained +1 (pogi points). "Shut up!" I internally shouted to the system.


    I took a moment to gather my thoughts before explaining the cannon''s mechanics to Princess Lyra. ¡°This cannon operates by using a combination of gunpowder and a special ignition mechanism. Once it¡¯s loaded, we¡¯ll aim it at our targets and fire. The explosive projectiles will create a significant blast radius, making it effective against groups of enemies.¡±


    Her eyes widened in awe. ¡°That sounds incredible! But¡­ will it be safe for us to operate?¡±


    I nodded, appreciating her concern. ¡°Absolutely. I¡¯ll make sure to train a few of your knights on how to use them properly. Safety is a priority, especially with such powerful weapons.¡±


    As I began to summon the second cannon, I felt a sense of urgency. The demons were out there, and every moment spent preparing was crucial. I could see the determination in Princess Lyra¡¯s eyes, and it fueled my resolve.


    ¡°Let¡¯s get to work,¡± I said, summoning the second cannon. It materialized with a soft glow, the elven designs shimmering in the sunlight. ¡°We¡¯ll set these up along the walls, and then we can reinforce them with magical barriers.¡±


    System notification:


    Artilleries: 2/6


    ¡°Right!¡± she replied, her enthusiasm infectious. ¡°I¡¯ll gather some of the knights to help us with the setup. They¡¯ll be eager to learn about these new defenses.¡±


    As Princess Lyra dashed off to gather the knights, I took a moment to appreciate the beauty of the Ingrasia Kingdom. The sun was rising higher in the sky, casting a warm golden hue over the landscape. The castle walls, adorned with vibrant greenery and flowers, stood tall and proud, a testament to the resilience of the elven people. But beneath that beauty lay a tension that I could feel in the air¡ªa sense of urgency that propelled me forward.


    I focused on the task at hand, summoning the third cannon. The process was becoming more familiar, and I felt a sense of satisfaction as each piece of artillery materialized before me. The intricate designs on the canons seemed to resonate with the magic of the kingdom, blending seamlessly with the elven architecture.


    System notification:


    Artilleries: 3/6


    As I finished summoning the third cannon, I heard the sound of footsteps approaching. I turned to see Princess Lyra returning with a group of knights, their expressions a mix of curiosity and determination.


    ¡°Here they are!¡± she announced, her voice filled with excitement. ¡°These are some of our best knights. They¡¯re eager to learn how to operate the cannons.¡±


    The knights stepped forward, their armor glinting in the sunlight. I could see the resolve in their eyes, and I felt a surge of hope. With their skills and training, we could make a formidable defense against the demons.


    Welcome, knights,¡± I said, addressing them with a nod. ¡°Today, we¡¯re going to learn how to operate these explosive cannons. They¡¯ll be a crucial part of our defense strategy, so it¡¯s important that you understand how to use them safely and effectively.¡±


    One of the knights, a tall figure with a scar across his cheek, stepped forward. ¡°What do we need to know, hero?¡±


    I smiled, appreciating his straightforwardness. ¡°First, let¡¯s go over the basics. Each cannon requires careful loading and aiming. I¡¯ll demonstrate how to load the cannon, and then we¡¯ll practice firing it. Safety is our top priority, so I¡¯ll be here to guide you through every step.¡±


    As I began the demonstration, I could see the knights leaning in, their attention fully focused on me. I explained the loading process, showing them how to handle the gunpowder and projectiles with care. The knights listened intently, asking questions and taking notes.


    ¡°Once the cannon is loaded, we¡¯ll aim it at our target,¡± I continued, gesturing toward a distant hill. ¡°The key is to ensure that everyone is at a safe distance when we fire. The blast radius can be significant, so we need to be cautious.¡±


    Princess Lyra watched with wide eyes, her admiration evident. ¡°You make it sound so easy! I can¡¯t wait to see it in action.¡±


    After a thorough explanation, I turned to the knights. ¡°Now, who wants to give it a try?¡±


    A few of the knights stepped forward, eager to take their turn. I guided them through the loading process, ensuring they understood each step. As they practiced, I felt a sense of camaraderie forming between us. They were skilled warriors, and I could see their determination to protect their kingdom shining through.


    System notification:


    Artilleries: 4/6


    As the knights took turns firing the cannon, I felt a sense of pride swell within me. Each shot echoed across the valley, a reminder of our preparations and the strength we were building together. The explosive blasts sent plumes of smoke into the air, and I could see the excitement in the knights¡¯ eyes as they successfully hit their targets.


    ¡°Great job!¡± I encouraged them, clapping my hands together. ¡°You¡¯re all natural marksmen! With a bit more practice, you¡¯ll be ready to defend the kingdom.¡±


    As we continued our training, I summoned the fourth cannon, feeling the urgency of our situation pressing down on me. The demons were out there, and I knew we had to be ready for whatever they might throw at us.


    System notification:


    Artilleries: 5/6


    With only one cannon left to summon, I felt a sense of accomplishment. The knights were gaining confidence, and Princess Lyra¡¯s enthusiasm was infectious. I could see her excitement as she watched her knights learn and grow stronger.


    ¡°Once we finish setting up the last cannon, we can reinforce the walls with magical barriers,¡± I said, turning to the group. ¡°These barriers will provide an additional layer of protection, making it even harder for the demons to breach our defenses.¡±


    The knights nodded, their expressions serious. ¡°We¡¯ll do whatever it takes to protect our home,¡± the scarred knight said, determination etched on his face.


    Just then, I heard a commotion from the castle gates. I turned to see a group of elves rushing toward us, their expressions frantic. The king¡¯s advisor, a wise-looking elf with silver hair named Kazarim Valca, approached me, urgency in his voice.


    ¡°Sir Hero! We have news. Scouts have reported increased demon activity near the outskirts of the kingdom. They¡¯re gathering forces, and we fear an attack is imminent.¡±


    My heart sank at the news. ¡°Fuck, I think they opened the box," I imagine, Who is the unfortunate soul who opened the box and got his ass blown up by the C4 I put in it?We need to finish setting up the last cannon and reinforce the walls immediately. Every moment counts.¡±


    The urgency in Kazarim Valca''s voice sent a chill down my spine. I turned to the knights, who were already gathering their gear, their expressions shifting from excitement to steely determination. ¡°We need to move quickly,¡± I said, my voice steady despite the rising tension. ¡°Let¡¯s finish summoning the last cannon and then reinforce the walls with magical barriers. We can¡¯t afford to be caught off guard.¡±


    With a swift motion, I summoned the fifth cannon, feeling the familiar surge of energy as it materialized beside me. The knights watched in awe, their confidence bolstered by the sight of the powerful weapon. ¡°This is it,¡± I said, gesturing to the newly summoned cannon. ¡°Once we set this up, we¡¯ll be ready to fortify the walls.¡±


    System notification:


    Artilleries: 6/6


    Congratulations! You completed the quest; you will receive 20000 summon points.


    ¡°Perfect!¡± I exclaimed, feeling a sense of accomplishment wash over me. ¡°Now, let¡¯s get these cannons positioned along the walls. We¡¯ll create a strategic layout to maximize their effectiveness.¡±


    As the knights and I worked together to position the cannons, I could feel the tension in the air thickening. The distant sounds of the elves preparing for battle echoed around us, and I knew that time was of the essence. I glanced at Princess Lyra, who was overseeing the knights with a fierce determination in her eyes. ¡°You¡¯re doing great,¡± I encouraged her, feeling a sense of pride in her leadership.


    ¡°Thank you,¡± she replied, her voice steady despite the chaos around us. ¡°I just want to make sure everyone is ready. We can¡¯t let fear take hold.¡±


    As we finished positioning the last cannon, I took a moment to survey our defenses. The explosive cannons were strategically placed along the walls, their dark metal gleaming in the sunlight. I could see the magical barriers beginning to form, shimmering with a soft glow as the mages worked diligently to reinforce our defenses.


    ¡°Now, let¡¯s talk about the plan,¡± I said, gathering the knights and Princess Lyra around me. ¡°We need to be prepared for a multi-pronged attack. The cannons will provide us with long-range firepower, but we also need to ensure that our archers and mages are ready to support from the walls.¡±


    Kazarim Valca stepped forward, his expression serious. ¡°We¡¯ve also dispatched scouts to monitor the demon movements. They¡¯ll report back as soon as they have more information. In the meantime, we must remain vigilant.¡±


    I nodded, appreciating the urgency of the situation. ¡°Good. I want everyone to be in position and ready to respond at a moment¡¯s notice. If the demons breach the walls, we¡¯ll need to fall back to the inner courtyard and regroup.¡±


    The knights nodded, their expressions resolute. ¡°We¡¯ll protect our home,¡± the scarred knight said again, his voice filled with conviction.


    As the preparations continued, I felt a sense of camaraderie building among us. We were all in this together, united by a common goal: to protect the Ingrasia Kingdom from the impending demon threat." Okay, now that the walls are fortified, it''s my turn to receive all of my upgrades

 Chapter 12: When Life Gives You Demons, Level Up!

    Chapter 12:


    <h2>When Life Gives You Demons, Level Up!</h2>


    As the demon army is slowly approaching, I tweak my unopened rewards that my system gave me last time.


    "Open first reward"


    Reward instant upgrade! Applicable to any summons or tier! Or user stats option


    *Stat evolution after evolution: the user can now choose their specialty in any weapon!


    Attention: weapon restrictions will be lifted. Sword restrictions: users can now use swords and become masters with them. In the future, you can now select your second job, such as sword master, etc., which are now available.


    Strength = barbarian/warrior/gladiator class weapons (user can equip any barbarian weapons with no restrictions at level).


    Agility-assassin class weapons will be available; restrictions will be lifted.


    Intelligence/magic/mage/sorcerer/class weapons will be available.


    Tenacity = super swordsman/knight/sword master class weapons will be available.


    Defense=claric/holy knight, etc. weapons will be available.


    User''s stats will be maxed and evolve into the next level and will reset into level 1 for further enhancement and for higher evolutions.


    "Uhm¡­I''ll choose tenancy!"


    System notification!


    Congratulations! Your tenacity stat will be maxed and will undergo an evolution.


    3...2...1


    Successful!


    Your tenacity stat now is


    Tenacity (awaken) level 1:


    Effects: damage taken can be reduced into 70% if it''s critical it will reduce by %50.


    All weapons for sword masters, swordsmen, and super swordsmen will be available to equip. All restrictions will be lifted.


    Please choose a secondary class.


    Swordsman


    Knight


    As the demon army draws closer, the weight of your decision hangs in the air. You can feel the tension building, and the choice of a secondary class could significantly impact your combat style and effectiveness in the upcoming battles.


    Swordsman: This class focuses on agility and speed, allowing for quick strikes and evasive maneuvers. As a swordsman, you would excel in dealing damage swiftly and dodging enemy attacks, making you a formidable opponent in one-on-one combat. You would gain access to a variety of swift, agile sword techniques and skills that enhance your mobility.


    Knight: This class emphasizes strength and defense, providing you with heavy armor and powerful strikes. As a Knight, you would be able to withstand more damage and protect allies while dealing significant blows to enemies. You would gain access to skills that enhance your defensive capabilities and allow you to control the battlefield.


    Both classes have their merits, but your choice will shape your role in the fight against the demon army.


    What will you choose?


    Swordsman¡ªEmbrace agility and speed.


    Knight¡ªEmbrace strength and defense.


    I''m more of a vanguard, so¡­


    You take a deep breath, feeling the weight of the impending battle pressing down on you. As a vanguard, your role is to lead the charge, to protect your allies, and to face the enemy head-on. The choice before you is clear.


    "I choose Knight," you declare, your voice steady and resolute.


    System notification!


    Congratulations! You have chosen the Knight class as your secondary class.


    Knight Class Benefits:


    Access to heavy armor, increasing your defense significantly.


    Enhanced strength, allowing you to deal powerful melee damage.


    Skills that improve your ability to protect allies and control the battlefield.


    You are now evolved into a knight-summoner.


    As the system processes your choice, a surge of energy courses through you, and you feel the transformation take hold. Your body feels stronger and more resilient, and your mind sharpens with newfound clarity. The weight of your armor settles comfortably on your shoulders, a reassuring reminder of your role as a protector and a warrior.


    System Notification!


    You have evolved into a Knight-Summoner!


    Knight-Summoner Class Benefits:


    Heavy Armor Mastery: You can now equip the heaviest armors without any penalties, significantly increasing your defense.


    Summoning Skills: You gain the ability to summon spectral knights to aid you in battle, providing additional support and distraction for your enemies.


    Battlefield Control: You can create defensive formations and barriers to protect your allies, enhancing your role as a vanguard.


    Enhanced Melee Damage: Your strikes are now imbued with the power of your tenacity, allowing you to deal devastating blows to your foes.


    New Skills Unlocked: Please select one skill.


    Shield Bash: Stun an enemy for a short duration while dealing damage.


    Guardian¡¯s Stance: Temporarily increase your defense and reduce damage taken by nearby allies.


    Cavalry Charge: Close the distance to an enemy quickly, dealing damage and knocking them back.


    "Fuck only one."


    System: user is too greedy.


    As the weight of your decision settles in, you realize that each skill has its own unique advantages that could turn the tide of battle. The demon army is drawing closer, and you need to make a choice that aligns with your role as a Knight-Summoner.


    "I choose Guardian¡¯s Stance," you declare, knowing that protecting your allies is paramount in the face of overwhelming odds.


    System notification!


    Congratulations! You have unlocked Guardian¡¯s Stance!


    Guardian¡¯s Stance:


    Temporarily increases your defense and reduces damage taken by nearby allies.


    Creates a protective aura that enhances the survivability of your team during critical moments.


    "Now I can provide protection for them."


    As the notification fades, you can feel the power of the skill coursing through you. You envision yourself standing firm on the front lines, a bastion of strength for your allies. The weight of your armor feels reassuring, and the knowledge that you can shield your comrades from harm fills you with resolve.


    Ok, next open the second reward!


    You can now choose one from the list.


    Mini Gun: A rapid-fire weapon that can unleash a hail of bullets, perfect for mowing down swathes of enemies. Its high rate of fire could be invaluable in keeping the demon horde at bay.


    Rocket Launcher: A powerful weapon capable of dealing massive damage to a single target or a group of enemies. Its explosive power could turn the tide of battle, especially against larger foes or fortified positions.


    Tier 3 Exo Suit: A cutting-edge suit that enhances your physical abilities, providing increased strength, speed, and protection. This suit could elevate your combat effectiveness to new heights, allowing you to engage the enemy with enhanced agility and resilience.


    "Heh, do we need to think it twice? I know all men like me will agree with me.


    I''ll choose the minigun!


    As you grasp the mini gun, you can feel its weight and power. The weapon hums with energy, ready to unleash chaos upon the approaching demon army. You take a moment to familiarize yourself with its mechanics, feeling the adrenaline surge through your veins as you envision the battlefield.


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    System notification!


    Quest! Rate: rank


    Defend the kingdom of Ingrasia against the demon army! Until the other summon heroes arrived.


    Time of arrival: 5 hours.


    Reward 1: One-time-only toolkit: can fix any weapons and armors at any percentage.


    Second: Knightsl-summoner job-specific skill level 1


    3rd reward: instant level up: 5x


    "Woah, this is serious. But if you think I can''t complete this quest, you''re wrong with that. Don''t you forget I still have that system? So how about it? If I manage to fend off against these fuckers, you''ll give me an additional reward, okay?


    System notification!


    System: Agree if the user is unable to do so; you will strip with your evolution stat.


    Yes, no?


    "Pfft, hell yeah. You better cook me something special there, system.


    And with the demon army drawing closer, you know that every second counts. You can hear the distant sounds of their war drums and the clamor of their weapons. The time for preparation is over; it¡¯s time to take action.


    "Alright men, hold your position! Do not fire until I give the signal! Summon a rifle!" I swap my minigun for a moment because I want to start this battle at my own pace.


    M1 carbine in my hand as I searched for the enemy''s riders. As I pinpoint the location of the rider''s leader, I aim at its head.


    "Let''s see how your head deals with human weapons."


    With the M1 Carbine steady in your hands, you take a deep breath, focusing on the target ahead. The demon rider, a hulking figure clad in dark armor, looms in the distance, its menacing presence amplified by the chaos of the approaching army. You can see the glint of its weaponry and the way it commands its troops with a wave of its hand.


    Your heart races as you line up the shot, the crosshairs settling on the creature''s head. The world around you fades into a blur, the sounds of clashing metal and war cries becoming distant echoes. In this moment, it¡¯s just you and your target.


    "Steady... steady..." you whisper to yourself, feeling the weight of your responsibility as a vanguard. You know that taking out the leader could disrupt the demon army''s coordination, giving your allies a crucial advantage.


    With a final exhale, you pull the trigger.


    The rifle cracks loudly, the bullet flying through the air with deadly precision. Time seems to slow as you watch it travel, a streak of hope aimed at the heart of darkness.


    Bang!


    The bullet finds its mark, striking the demon rider squarely in the forehead. The creature''s eyes widen in shock, and for a brief moment, everything is silent. Then, it topples backward, crashing to the ground with a heavy thud, its body lifeless.


    And all of the enemies halting to a stop to look at their comrade. Eyes widen as I look at them in shock.


    The battlefield falls eerily silent as the demon army stares in disbelief at the fallen rider. The shockwave of your shot ripples through their ranks, and you can almost feel the tension in the air as they process the loss of their leader.


    "Now!" you shout, breaking the silence and snapping your allies back to reality. "Open fire!"


    The moment your command echoes across the field, chaos erupts. Your comrades unleash a torrent of gunfire, arrows, and spells toward the stunned demons. The sound of weapons discharging fills the air, drowning out the war drums and the cries of the enemy. And all of the explosive cannons erupted at the easy, unmoving targets. As Keith murmurs


    "Welcome to the modern warfare, fucker!"


    The battlefield transforms into a cacophony of violence and chaos as your allies respond to your command. The air is thick with the acrid smell of gunpowder and the cries of the wounded demons scattered around because they were disoriented by the large explosions created by the cannons. Once a formidable force, they find themselves reeling from the sudden loss of their leader and the onslaught of your combined firepower.


    But suddenly, Berrikange''s force appears.


    With 20,000 demons


    "Aim to ate ground troops! I''ll deal with the flying troops!" As I aim at the wyvern heads


    You quickly assess the battlefield, your heart pounding as you spot the incoming wave of flying demons, their leathery wings casting ominous shadows over your position. The sight of Berrikange''s force, a massive horde of 20,000 demons, sends a chill down your spine, but you know you can''t falter now.


    "Men, hold your ground! Focus on the ground troops!" you shout, your voice cutting through the chaos. You can see your allies rallying, their resolve strengthened by your earlier shot. They begin to unleash a barrage of fire upon the advancing ground forces, but you know that the aerial threat must be dealt with swiftly.


    "Princess Lyra now!" As I shouted, Lyra just nodded as she ordered the mages to charge a massive spell.


    The air crackles with energy as Princess Lyra raises her hands, channeling the power of the mages around her. You can see the swirling arcane energy coalescing into a massive sphere of light, illuminating the battlefield with a brilliant glow. The mages chant in unison, their voices rising above the din of battle, and you can feel the ground tremble beneath your feet as the spell reaches its peak.


    "Now!" you shout, your voice filled with urgency. "Aim for the wyverns!"


    As the mages release the spell, a blinding flash erupts from their formation, and a beam of pure energy shoots skyward, striking the first wave of wyverns. The impact is catastrophic; the beam tears through the air, exploding upon contact and sending shards of energy cascading through the ranks of the flying demons. Several wyverns are caught in the blast, their screeches of pain echoing as they plummet from the sky, their wings charred and smoking.


    Now that they''re much nearer to us, I summon my newly acquired minigun.


    "Heh, let''s test this baby! You grip the minigun tightly, feeling the weight of the weapon settle comfortably in your hands. The sight of the remaining wyverns swooping down toward your position ignites a fierce determination within you. You can see the chaos unfolding as your allies continue to fend off the ground troops, but the aerial threat is still looming.


    With a swift motion, you spin the minigun''s barrels; the sound of the weapon revving up fills the air, a mechanical growl that promises destruction. You take a deep breath, focusing on your targets as the wyverns draw closer, their claws outstretched and fangs bared.


    "Here we go!" you shout, your voice ringing with excitement and adrenaline.


    You pull the trigger, and the minigun roars to life, unleashing a hailstorm of bullets that tear through the air. The rapid-fire weapon spits out rounds at an astonishing rate, each bullet finding its mark with deadly precision. The first wyvern is caught in the barrage, its body riddled with bullets before it crashes to the ground in a shower of feathers and blood, and all of the elf soldiers cheer as they see my minigun riddle all of the enemies it''s come into contact with.


    "Keep firing!" you command, your voice barely audible over the deafening roar of the minigun. Your allies rally around you, inspired by your ferocity, and they unleash their own attacks against the remaining wyverns.


    The battlefield is a whirlwind of chaos as you continue to unleash a torrent of fire upon the flying demons. The minigun feels like an extension of your will, and you revel in the power it grants you. You can see the fear in the eyes of the remaining wyverns as they realize they are no match for your onslaught.


    The air is thick with the acrid scent of gunpowder and the cries of the wounded, but you remain focused, your finger steady on the trigger. The minigun continues to roar, a relentless storm of bullets that cuts through the ranks of the wyverns. Each pull of the trigger sends a wave of satisfaction coursing through you as you watch the demons fall from the sky, their bodies unable to withstand the sheer firepower you wield.


    "Look out!" one of your allies shouts, pointing toward a group of wyverns that have broken through the line, their eyes locked onto you. They dive toward your position, claws extended and fangs bared, but you¡¯re ready.


    "Not today!" you shout, pivoting to face the incoming threat. You unleash another barrage from the minigun, the weapon vibrating in your hands as it spits out a hail of bullets. The first wyvern is caught mid-dive, its body exploding in a shower of gore as the bullets tear through it. The second and third follow suit, their momentum halted by the relentless onslaught.


    "Keep it up, men! We¡¯re turning the tide!" you encourage your allies, who are now emboldened by your display of power. They rally around you, their spirits lifted as they see the effectiveness of your firepower against the demon horde.


    As the last of the wyverns falls, you take a moment to survey the battlefield. The ground troops are still engaged, but the loss of their aerial support has thrown them into disarray. You can see the demons hesitating, their morale shaken by the sudden turn of events.


    "Now¡¯s our chance!" you shout, feeling the adrenaline surge through your veins. "Push forward! Let¡¯s take the fight to them!"


    With your allies rallying behind you, you lead the charge, the minigun still in hand. You advance toward the remaining ground troops, who are now scrambling to regroup. The sight of their fallen comrades and the chaos of the battlefield has left them vulnerable, and you intend to capitalize on that. As you see, Barikange (the demon leuithenant) looks at me with intense anger. As I look out my window, their numbers dwindle to 10,011 demons.


    And I level up 15 times. As I open my walkie-talkie, "Alpha leader! Do you copy?


    "Yeah, loud and clear, eagle eye. What''s your status?"


    "Heh, you need to go faster if I were you, because I''m going to farm all the experience points here."


    "Copy that, Eagle Eye," Alpha Leader responds, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Just make sure you leave some for the rest of us. We¡¯re moving in to support your position."


    "Yeah, just be quick."


    You can hear the sounds of your allies rallying, their spirits lifted by your display of power. The battlefield is still chaotic, but the tide has undeniably turned in your favor. With the wyverns down and the ground troops disoriented, you feel a surge of confidence.


    "Alright, men! Let¡¯s keep the pressure on!" you shout, your voice booming over the din of battle. "We¡¯ve got them on the ropes! Push forward.


    As you advance, you can see the remaining demons struggling to regroup. Their formation is breaking, and you can sense their fear. The sight of their fallen comrades and the relentless fire from your allies has shaken their resolve. You take a moment to reload your minigun, the sound of the bullets clinking into place a reassuring reminder of your firepower.


    Suddenly, you spot Barikange, the demon lieutenant, rallying his troops. His eyes burn with fury as he sees you cutting through his forces. You can feel the intensity of his gaze, and it only fuels your determination.


    "Looks like we¡¯ve got a special guest," you mutter to yourself, a grin spreading across your face. "Time to show him what a Knight-Summoner can do."


    You raise your minigun, locking eyes with Barikange. The demon lieutenant roars in anger, rallying his remaining forces to charge at you. But you¡¯re ready.


    "Men, focus fire on Barikange!" you command, your voice cutting through the chaos. "We need to take him down!"


    Your allies respond, unleashing a barrage of arrows, spells, and gunfire toward the demon lieutenant. You join in, unleashing a hail of bullets from your minigun.


    "Appraisal"


    Name: Barikange


    Rank: demon leuithenant


    Level: 40


    Weapon: heavy axe of torment. Rating: epic


    Skill: ground shake


    As the bullets rain down on Barikange, you can see the demon lieutenant''s fury intensifying. He raises his heavy axe of torment, a massive weapon that seems to pulse with dark energy, and lets out a guttural roar that echoes across the battlefield. The remaining demons rally around him, their fear momentarily replaced by a desperate determination to protect their leader.


    "Keep firing!" you shout, your voice rising above the chaos. "We need to break his morale!"


    The hail of gunfire and magic continues to pummel Barikange, but he stands firm, his dark armor absorbing some of the damage. You can see the determination in his eyes as he prepares to retaliate.


    Suddenly, he swings his axe down, and the ground beneath you trembles violently. "Ground Shake!" he bellows, unleashing a shockwave that ripples through the battlefield. The force of the attack sends several of your allies sprawling, and you feel the ground shift beneath your feet.


    You brace yourself, feeling the tremors, but you refuse to be knocked down. "Men, hold your ground!" you shout, rallying your allies. "We can¡¯t let him intimidate us!"


    As the shockwave subsides, you take a moment to assess the situation. Barikange is still standing, but he¡¯s taken significant damage. You can see the blood seeping through the cracks in his armor, and the fury in his eyes is now mixed with a hint of desperation.


    "Heh, let''s meet this fucker in person, princess; give me a buff!"


    Princess Lyra nods, her expression resolute. "I¡¯ll enhance your strength and speed! Hold on!" She raises her hands, channeling her magic as a shimmering aura envelops you. You can feel the power coursing through your veins, amplifying your physical abilities and sharpening your senses.


    System Notification!


    Buff Activated: Strength and Agility Enhancement!


    Effects:


    Increased melee damage by 30%.


    Enhanced speed, allowing for quicker movements and dodges.


    Temporary resistance to physical damage.


    "Equip exosuit 1! "


    As you activate the exosuit, sleek, high-tech armor envelops your body, enhancing your physical capabilities even further. The suit hums with energy, and you can feel its systems syncing with your own, amplifying your strength and agility. The weight of the armor feels like a second skin, and you can sense the power coursing through you.


    System Notification!


    Exosuit 1 Activated!


    Effects:


    Enhanced Strength: +20%


    Enhanced Agility: +20%


    Increased Defense: +30%


    Integrated targeting system for improved accuracy.


    As I jump to the battlefield and dash towards Barikange.


    If I gauge our level since I leveled up 15 times, that makes me level 37, which is not near his level 40. Man, this guy leveled up so quickly in just one night. Tsk fucking demons. But no worries; I can deal with that, but not as easily as others, but I can manage.


    With the enhancements from Princess Lyra''s magic and the exosuit''s capabilities, you feel a surge of confidence as you charge toward Barikange. The battlefield around you is a chaotic symphony of clashing steel, gunfire, and the cries of the wounded, but your focus is solely on the demon lieutenant.


    As you close the distance, you can see the fury in Barikange''s eyes. He¡¯s a formidable opponent, but you¡¯re determined to show him the strength of a Knight-Summoner. The ground shakes beneath your feet as you sprint, your enhanced speed allowing you to dodge incoming projectiles and weave through the chaos.


    "Let¡¯s see what you¡¯ve got, demon!" you shout, your voice ringing with defiance.


    Barikange roars in response, raising his heavy axe of torment high above his head. The weapon crackles with dark energy, and you can feel the malevolent aura radiating from it. He swings down with tremendous force, aiming to cleave you in two.


    You react instinctively, rolling to the side just in time to avoid the devastating blow. The ground erupts where the axe strikes, sending debris flying in all directions. You quickly regain your footing and counter with a powerful strike of your own.


    With your enhanced strength, you swing your minigun like a melee weapon, using its weight to your advantage. The barrel connects with Barikange¡¯s side, knocking him off balance and causing him to stagger. You follow up with a flurry of rapid strikes, each blow fueled by your tenacity and the power of the exosuit.


    M16 enhanced


    Dragon''s breath ammo


    Equipped.


    You swiftly transition from the minigun to the M16, feeling the familiar weight of the rifle in your hands. The enhanced dragon''s breath ammo glows ominously, promising devastating firepower. You take a moment to steady your breath, focusing on Barikange as he regains his footing, his eyes burning with rage.


    "Time to turn up the heat," you mutter, grinning as you prepare to unleash a torrent of fire upon the demon lieutenant.


    Barikange, now fully aware of your capabilities, charges at you with a furious roar, his heavy axe swinging in a wide arc. You sidestep his attack, the blade narrowly missing you as you pivot on your heel, bringing the M16 up to your shoulder.


    "Let¡¯s see how you handle this!" you shout, pulling the trigger.


    The rifle barks loudly, and the dragon''s breath ammo ignites as it leaves the barrel, creating a trail of fire in its wake. The round strikes Barikange squarely in the chest, exploding on impact and engulfing him in flames. The demon lieutenant howls in pain, staggering back as the fire sears through his dark armor.


    "Keep firing the cannons at demon troops," you command your allies, as you deal with Barikange.


    Your allies respond to your command, unleashing a barrage of cannon fire at the remaining demon troops. The ground shakes as the cannons roar to life, sending explosive shells hurtling toward the disoriented demons. The chaos of battle continues to unfold around you, but your focus remains on Barikange, who is now reeling from the impact of your shot.


    As the flames flicker around him, you can see the fury in his eyes intensifying. He raises his heavy axe once more, but this time, you can sense a shift in his demeanor. The pain from the fire has only fueled his rage, and he charges at you with renewed determination.


    "Is that all you''ve got?" you taunt, your confidence surging as you prepare for his next attack.


    Barikange lunges forward, swinging his axe in a wide arc aimed at your midsection. You quickly drop to a crouch, narrowly avoiding the deadly swing. The force of his attack sends a shockwave through the ground, and you can feel the tremors beneath your feet.


    "Now!" you shout, taking advantage of his momentary overextension. You rise from your crouch and unleash a volley of shots from the M16, the dragon''s breath ammo igniting as it tears through the air. Each round finds its mark, striking Barikange in the back and shoulders, causing him to stagger further.


    "You think you can defeat me, human?" Barikange snarls, his voice dripping with contempt. "I will crush you!"


    "No, but they can," as Keith said, that one explosive cannonball hit Barikange as he jumped backwards to avoid the explosion. As the impact threw Keith a meter.


    The explosion from the cannonball sends a shockwave through the battlefield, and you take advantage of the chaos. Barikange is momentarily disoriented, his focus shifting as he tries to regain his balance. You can see the fury in his eyes, but now there¡¯s a flicker of uncertainty as well.


    As Keith pushed himself up and found his M16 shattered in pieces, he thought,Fuck, and his exosuit is now badly damaged.


    System notification!


    Warning!


    The exosuit now has only 30% durability.


    You quickly assess the situation, feeling the weight of the battle pressing down on you. The exosuit''s durability is dwindling, and you know you need to act fast. Barikange is still reeling from the cannonball explosion, but he¡¯s regaining his composure, and you can¡¯t afford to let him recover.


    "Keith, fall back and regroup!" Lyra shouted. Well, hold him off while you heal yourself." As she said that, Keith heard a loud noise from a familiar engine. "Man, you guys finally made it, and as you saw, your friends hit Barikange''s back with the bumper of the military jeep.


    The impact of the military jeep slamming into Barikange sends him sprawling forward, his heavy axe clattering to the ground as he struggles to regain his footing. The sudden chaos gives you a moment to breathe, and you quickly assess the situation. Your allies are rallying, and the tide of battle is shifting in your favor.


    "Nice timing!" you shout, a grin spreading across your face as you see your comrades pouring in to support you. The sound of engines revving and the sight of armored vehicles charging onto the battlefield invigorate your spirits. "Let¡¯s keep the pressure on!"


    As Josh, Cain, Vismond, and Chris jump down on the Jee


    p and are ready to help Keith. He just raised his hand and said. "Focus on the ground troops; I''ll handle this guy." As you said that all of your friends nodded and go straight into action as you summon you''re minigun again .


    "Be careful brother!"josh shouted and I just nodded.


    "Let¡¯s finish this!" you declare, raising your minigun and taking aim at Barikange and you can feel the power coursing through the weapon. You pull the trigger, unleashing a torrent of fire upon the demon lieutenant.


    To be continued...

 Chapter 13: otherworlder power!

    When a


    Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist!


    "Only I can summon those!"


    The minigun roars to life, a symphony of destruction as bullets rain down upon Barikange. The demon lieutenant, still reeling from the impact of the military jeep, struggles to regain his footing, but you can see the fear creeping into his eyes as the relentless hail of fire engulfs him.


    "Feel the wrath of the Modern Weapons! You ugly bitch!!!" you shout, your voice echoing over the cacophony of battle. The bullets tear through the air, each round finding its mark and ripping into Barikange''s dark armor. You can see the cracks forming, the blood seeping through as he tries to shield himself from the onslaught.


    "Men, keep pushing forward!" you command, your allies rallying around you. The ground troops, still disoriented from the earlier chaos, are beginning to falter under the combined pressure of your firepower and the relentless assault from your comrades.


    Barikange, however, is not finished yet. With a furious roar, he raises his heavy axe of torment, channeling dark energy into the weapon. "You think you can defeat me, human? I will show you the true meaning of despair!" he bellows, swinging the axe in a wide arc.


    "Men, keep pushing forward!" you command to the wlfven soldiers rallying around you. The ground troops, still disoriented from the earlier chaos, are beginning to falter under the combined pressure of your firepower and the relentless assault from your comrades.


    Barikange, however, is not finished yet. With a furious roar, he raises his heavy axe of torment, channeling dark energy into the weapon. "You think you can defeat me, human? I will show you the true meaning of despair!" he bellows, swinging the axe in a wide arc.


    You brace yourself, feeling the ground tremble beneath the force of his swing. "Not today!" you shout, pivoting to the side just in time to avoid the deadly blow. The axe cleaves through the air, missing you by mere inches, and you take the opportunity to unleash another barrage from your minigun.


    "Woah, that''s close, heh," Keith said as he aimed at Barikange. The bullets struck Barikange with unrelenting force, and you could see the demon lieutenant''s resolve beginning to waver. He staggers back, his eyes wide with disbelief as he realizes the extent of your power.


    Chapter 13:  otherworlder power!


    But suddenly, Berrikange''s movements change as he dodges some of the bullets as he jumps back. His body glows, eyes pierce, and his body splits into two.


    "Fuck the what?" Keith shouted in shock.


    The two Barikanges, now mirror images of each other, share a sinister grin, their eyes glowing with malevolent energy. "You think you can defeat one of me? Now you face two!" they taunt in unison, their voices echoing like a dark chorus across the battlefield.


    "Man, that''s cheating, Kieth jokes with a smile, his heart racing.


    The two demon lieutenants begin to circle you, their movements fluid and predatory. You can feel the tension in the air as they prepare to strike. "Keith,!" Josh shout, ducking behind a nearby jeep for a moment of respite. The ground beneath you kicks up dirt as you roll, narrowly avoiding the swing of the first Barikange''s axe. You feel the rush of air as the weapon slices through the space where you just stood. With a quick pivot, you aim your shotgun at the knee of the second Barikange, squeezing the trigger with a fierce determination.


    The shotgun roars, the blast echoing through the chaos of the battlefield. The round strikes true, hitting the second Barikange squarely in the knee. The demon howls in pain, collapsing to the ground with a thud, his glowing eyes flickering as he struggles to maintain his balance. As he falls into his knees I(Keith) continue to fire at his second knee.


    The deafening sound of the shotgun reverberates through the air as you unleash another round into the second Barikange''s knee. The demon lets out a guttural scream, his body crumpling under the weight of the injury. You can see the dark energy flickering around him, struggling to maintain its form as he tries to push himself back up.


    And Kieth dash towards him using the speed of the exo suit and using it''s skill charge punch and directly hitting barikange face.The impact of your charge punch lands with a resounding crack, the force of your exo suit amplifying the blow as it connects with Barikange''s face. The demon''s head snaps back, and for a moment, time seems to freeze as you watch the dark energy around him flicker violently. His glowing eyes widen in shock, and you can see the cracks in his armor deepen, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. As Kieth about to finish the other barikange''s clone the other one is charging at him so he dodge to the side as the other barikange reach the other clone, Kieth smirk and say.


    "Got you a present there," as he said that, Kieth pointed at the two Barikange''s feet as they looked at what''s beneath them. The explosion erupts beneath the two Barikanges, a fiery blast that sends shockwaves rippling through the air. Debris flies in all directions, and the ground shakes violently as the force of the blast lifts both demon lieutenants off their feet. You watch as they are thrown backward, their bodies tumbling through the air like ragdolls before crashing to the ground in a heap of dark armor and twisted limbs.


    "Hey, guys, the dude is enjoying his fight against the lieutenant," Caine said to his teammates Josh, Chris, and Vismond.


    The battlefield is a chaotic symphony of destruction, the air thick with smoke and the acrid scent of gunpowder. As the dust begins to settle, you take a moment to assess the situation. The two Barikanges lie sprawled on the ground, their forms twitching as they struggle to rise. The explosion has left them disoriented, but you know they won¡¯t stay down for long.


    "Keep your eyes peeled, men!" Princess Lyra shouts, rallying all her elf soldier comrades. "We need to finish this before they regroup!"


    Caine, still watching from a distance, nods in agreement. "We can''t let them recover! Let''s push the advantage!" He raises his weapon, ready to fire at the nearest Barikange.


    Josh, peeking out from behind the jeep, adds, "We need to focus on one at a time. If we split our fire, we¡¯ll just give them a chance to retaliate." He shouted as the two barikange''s started to stand up again.


    "Man, still want to go another round huh?" Keith said as he changed gun once more into M16(enhanced) the three stood still waiting for other to move.The battlefield is a tense tableau, the air thick with anticipation as the two Barikanges struggle to regain their footing. You can see the dark energy swirling around them, flickering like a dying flame, but you know that they are far from finished.


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    Vismond stands tall amidst the chaos, his eyes glowing with a fierce determination as he channels the energy of his Divine Judgement. The air around him crackles with power, and the ground trembles beneath his feet as he raises his hands to the sky. "By the light of the ancients, I call upon the forces of retribution!" he declares, his voice booming over the din of battle.


    A radiant light begins to gather above him, swirling and coalescing into a massive orb of divine energy. The demon horde, sensing the impending doom, begins to scatter, but it¡¯s too late. With a mighty shout, Vismond thrusts his hands forward, unleashing the orb in a blinding flash of light.


    The explosion of divine energy erupts across the battlefield, a wave of purifying force that washes over the demons. The light sears through the darkness, illuminating the twisted forms of Barikange and his minions. The demons scream in agony as the energy engulfs them, their dark armor cracking and splintering under the onslaught.


    As the blinding light from Vismond''s Divine Judgement begins to fade, Josh steps forward, his heart racing with adrenaline. He can feel the power of the moon coursing through him, a celestial energy that amplifies his every move. With a fierce determination, he raises his sword, the blade shimmering with a silvery glow.


    "Task, show off. I won''t gonna let you all get the exp and fun!" Josh shouts, channeling the energy of the moon into his weapon. He focuses on the nearest Barikange, the one still struggling to rise from the ground. "Divine Moonlight Slash!" he cries, swinging his sword in a wide arc. Slicing all the demons in it''s path.


    "Man, these guys are monsters. Heh" as he use his appraisal to them.


    Name: josh


    Race:human/otherworlder


    Age:19


    Level: 40


    Class: devine swords master


    Second class: Holy Alchemist


    "Man all of them are in level 40 already.tsk who''s the bug class now" Keith murmurs as the two barikange prepare to attack him.


    The battlefield is a whirlwind of chaos and energy, the air thick with the scent of smoke and the cries of the wounded. As the two Barikanges struggle to rise, their dark forms flickering with residual energy, you can feel the tension building. Keith, still brimming with adrenaline, readies his enhanced M16, the weapon humming with power as he locks onto the nearest Barikange.


    "Let''s Fucking go! Come at me you fucker!" Kieth shouted as he aim again to two barikange as he run toward them.


    The battlefield erupts into a frenzy as Keith charges forward, his enhanced M16 blazing with fury. The two Barikanges, still reeling from Vismond''s Divine Judgement and Josh''s Moonlight Slash, struggle to regain their composure. Their dark energy flickers like a dying flame, but the malevolence in their eyes remains undiminished.


    "Keith, watch out!" Josh shouts, his voice cutting through the chaos as he sees the first Barikange begin to rise, its heavy axe of torment glinting ominously in the dim light.


    But Keith is undeterred. "I¡¯ve got this!" he yells back, adrenaline coursing through his veins. He fires a volley of bullets, each round finding its mark as they tear into the first Barikange''s chest. The demon howls in pain, staggering back as the bullets rip through its dark armor, sending shards flying. And jump back as the second barikange lounge at him with his axe destroying the ground beneath him.


    With a swift roll to the side, Keith narrowly avoids the deadly arc of the second Barikange''s axe, the ground exploding in a shower of dirt and debris where he had just stood. He quickly regains his footing, his heart racing as he takes aim once more. The first Barikange, still reeling from the barrage of bullets, struggles to maintain its balance, its glowing eyes filled with rage and pain.


    "You''re not getting away that easily!" Keith shouts, his voice filled with determination. He fires again, the enhanced M16 roaring to life as he unleashes a hail of bullets into the first Barikange. The demon staggers back, its armor cracking further under the relentless assault, but it refuses to fall.


    The first Barikange, now visibly weakened, lets out a furious roar, its glowing eyes filled with rage. "You think you can defeat me, puny human? I will crush you!" it bellows, swinging its axe in a wide arc, aiming to cleave Keith in two.


    "I want to see you try!" Kieth spat back. As Keith is quick on his feet. He ducks low, rolling to the side just in time to avoid the deadly swing. The axe slams into the ground, sending a shockwave of dirt and debris flying. "Nice try, but you¡¯ll have to do better than that!" he taunts, quickly regaining his stance and firing another volley into the demon''s exposed flank.


    The second Barikange, still recovering from the earlier onslaught, begins to rise, its eyes glowing with malevolent energy. "You will pay for this insolence!" it snarls, charging at Keith with renewed fury.


    "Not on my watch!" Josh yells, stepping forward with his sword raised high. He channels the energy of the moon once more, the blade shimmering with celestial light. "Divine Moonlight Slash!" he cries, swinging his sword in a wide arc aimed at the charging Barikange.


    The blade slices through the air, connecting with the second Barikange just as it lunges at Keith. The demon howls in agony as the divine energy sears through its dark form, sending it crashing to the ground in a heap of twisted armor and flickering energy. And with one bullet on the head second barikange is defeated. "Now one more to go" as Kieth said that his friends is about to step forward but he stopped them.


    "Nah, I can do this just go and clean the rest" he order them.


    The battlefield is a chaotic symphony of destruction, the air thick with smoke and the acrid scent of gunpowder. As the dust begins to settle, you take a moment to assess the situation. The first Barikange, still standing but visibly weakened, glares at you with a mix of fury and desperation. Its dark armor is cracked, blood seeping from the wounds inflicted by your relentless assault.


    "You''re a fool to think you can defeat me alone!" the demon snarls, its voice dripping with venom. It raises its heavy axe of torment, the dark energy swirling around it like a storm. "I will make you regret this!"


    "Heh, yeah, that''s what I think too, at first. But now, as we speak, I''m currently at level 43, so I''m stronger than you now," Keith said with a wide grin.


    The first Barikange''s eyes widen in disbelief, the flickering dark energy around it sputtering as it processes your words. "Level 43? You think that makes you invincible?" it snarls, its voice a low growl filled with rage. "You are still just a human, and I am a demon lieutenant! You cannot comprehend the depths of my power!" (Author''s note: As they fight, his experience points are still gathering because Kieth created a new party tree with the other soldiers, so that''s why he is receiving shared experience from them, plus the experience points from his heroes team, so that''s why his level is skyrocketing now at level 43. He''s now able to unlock more powerful guns. At level 4, all of his weapons currently have leveled up too.)


    "Power? Depth? Pfft, my ass, you''re the weakest among all of you demon lieutenants. If I''m not wrong, you''re at 11th place in your ranking. So don''t boast about power that you really don''t have." Keith retorts, his confidence surging as he tightens his grip on the enhanced M16. "All I see is a pathetic creature clinging to its last threads of strength. You¡¯re about to find out just how outmatched you are." Shall we finish this nonsense, shall we? " He added and aimed once more.


    The first Barikange, its fury boiling over, lets out a primal scream that reverberates across the battlefield. "You will pay for your insolence, human! I will make you suffer!" It charges forward, the ground trembling beneath its feet as it swings its axe with a ferocity that could cleave mountains.


    But Keith stands firm, his heart pounding with adrenaline and determination. "Bring it on!" he shouts, his voice cutting through the chaos. He sidesteps the incoming blow, feeling the rush of air as the axe narrowly misses him. With a swift motion, he pivots and fires a barrage of bullets into the demon''s exposed side.


    The enhanced M16 roars to life, each bullet finding its mark as they tear into the first Barikange''s side. The demon howls in agony, its dark armor splintering under the relentless assault. You can see the cracks spreading like spiderwebs across its body, blood oozing from the wounds as it stumbles back, struggling to maintain its balance.


    "Is that all you''ve got?" Keith taunts, his confidence surging as he prepares for the final push. The battlefield is a whirlwind of chaos, but in this moment, everything feels clear. The demon lieutenant, now visibly weakened, glares at you with a mix of rage and desperation.


    "You think you can defeat me? I will not fall to a mere human!" it snarls, raising its axe once more, the dark energy swirling around it like a tempest. But you can see the flicker of doubt in its eyes, the realization that its power is waning.


    "You''re right about one thing," Keith replies, his voice steady and unwavering. "You won''t fall to just any human. You''ll fall to my guns!" With that, he charges forward, the enhanced M16 blazing in his hands.


    The demon swings its axe in a wide arc, but Keith is faster. He ducks low as he changes back to his minigun once again, rolling beneath the deadly swing, and comes up behind the Barikange. With a fierce determination, he aims for the demon''s exposed back and fires again, the bullets ripping through the air with deadly precision.


    The minigun roars to life once more, a relentless storm of bullets that tears into the first Barikange''s back. The demon lets out a guttural scream, the sound echoing across the battlefield as the dark energy surrounding it flickers and sputters. Each round finds its mark, ripping through the already weakened armor and sending shards flying in all directions.


    "You think you can escape your fate?" Keith shouts, his voice filled with adrenaline and triumph. The demon staggers forward, its heavy axe slipping from its grasp as it struggles to maintain its footing. Blood seeps from the wounds, pooling on the ground beneath it.


    "You¡¯re nothing but a coward!" the Barikange snarls, its voice strained and desperate. "I will not be defeated by the likes of you!"


    "Then you should have thought twice before attacking this kingdom," Keith retorts, his confidence surging as he prepares for the final blow. He can see the flicker of life fading from the demon''s eyes, the dark energy around it sputtering like a dying flame.


    With a final, defiant roar, the Barikange turns to face Keith, its glowing eyes filled with rage. "I will take you down with me!" it bellows, raising its axe one last time, the dark energy swirling around it in a desperate attempt to channel its remaining power. As he swung down the axe, Kieth was caught in the explosion.


    "Keith, no!!" All of his friends shouted. The world around you erupts in chaos as the Barikange''s axe comes crashing down, the dark energy exploding outward in a violent shockwave.


    The force of the blast sends you flying backward, your vision blurring as you hit the ground hard. Pain radiates through your body, but you can still hear the frantic shouts of your friends echoing in the distance. As Kieth


    lay face down unmoving and Barikange smirked, "Heh, all hail demon king!" As he said that, the light in his eyes was gone as he collapse to the ground lifeless.


    To be continued..

 Chapter 14: Faiz!

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist!


    "Only I can summon those!"


    Chapter 14: Faiz!


    After the defeat of Barikange and his army, the Elvin kingdom celebrates the victory they have against the demon army. As our heroes rest and heal themselves,


    "Man, that was a close call. We thought it was over for us, but the 5th hero proved to us he could protect us. I hope he''s doing fine now," one elf whispered to his friend.


    "Yeah, in what I''ve heard, he has so many wounds and broken bones from his battle with the demon lieutenant," the other elf replies.


    "That sucks; hope he recovers fast."


    "And guys, I heard from the soldiers who witnessed his fight against the higher-rank demon. He overwhelmed the demon with his summoning skill and tactics to the point that it won''t matter whenever the 4 heroes come to aid him or not."


    The two elves sat on a grassy knoll overlooking the bustling celebration in the heart of the Elvin kingdom. Colorful banners fluttered in the breeze, and the sounds of laughter and music filled the air, a stark contrast to the chaos of battle they had just endured.


    "Did you see how he summoned those otherworldly weapons? What did he call it? I think the soldiers heard it, MiniGun?" the first elf continued, his eyes wide with admiration. "It was like watching a master painter at work; each of his weapons shredded those demons like they were just nothing, perfectly placed to counter the demon''s attacks."


    "Absolutely! The way that minigun shredded those demons into pieces is magnificent and horrifying at the same time," the third elf said with glinting eyes.


    "Can all summoners do that?" The second elf spoke.


    "I''m pretty sure we can''t do that because all we can do is summon useless swords and shields and some creatures, and that''s all. And the only benefit of being a summoner is we''re all smart; besides that, I''m certain that all of the summoners of this world can''t do any of his feats," said the old summoner Chime in.


    The two younger elves turned to Chime, their expressions a mix of curiosity and respect. The old summoner, with his long silver hair and deep-set eyes, had seen many battles and had a wealth of knowledge about their craft.


    "But why is he so different?" the first elf asked, leaning forward. "What makes him special?


    Chime stroked his beard thoughtfully. "It¡¯s not just his skills; it¡¯s his understanding of the battlefield, like he''s a veteran in war, like our old god of war, Ares. He sees things differently than we do. While we summon weapons (guns) of mass destruction from his home world and metal creatures that look like magic beasts, he seems to summon strategies and tactics. He adapts to the situation in ways that are almost instinctual.


    The two younger elves listened intently, their eyes wide with admiration for the fifth hero. The celebration around them continued, but their focus was solely on the wisdom of Chime.


    "Is it true that he can summon creatures too?" the second elf asked, his voice barely above a whisper. "I heard he called forth a massive beast during the battle.


    "I don''t think Sir Hero called it a creature." All of their heads turned to him, and he spoke again. "I know that because I''m one of the few soldiers that he allowed to operate those creatures you call. And he called it powdered cannons, and it''s from his home world,one soldier chimed in to the conversation.


    The three elves turned to the soldier, their curiosity piqued. The soldier, a burly elf with scars that told tales of past battles, continued, "Those ''powdered cannons'' are like nothing we''ve ever seen. They fire projectiles with such force that they can pierce through the toughest demon armor. I was amazed at how he commanded them, like they were extensions of his own will."


    The first elf''s eyes widened. "So he can summon those too? What else can he do?"


    The soldier chuckled, shaking his head. "You have no idea. He¡¯s not just a summoner; he¡¯s the strongest summoner this world has yet to see, a strategist. He thinks several steps ahead, like a game of chess. While we were fighting for our lives, he was already planning the next move, anticipating the demons'' attacks before they even happened. And I am proud to say I''m one of the few he led, and I''m a fan of him."


    The atmosphere around the grassy knoll was electric with excitement and admiration as the elves continued to discuss the fifth hero. The soldier''s words hung in the air, igniting a sense of hope and inspiration among the younger elves.


    "Do you think he¡¯ll be able to fight again?" the second elf asked, his voice tinged with concern. "After all those injuries, can he really recover in time for the next battle?"


    Chime nodded solemnly. "Healing takes time, especially for someone who pushed himself to such extremes. But if anyone can recover quickly, it¡¯s him. His spirit is unyielding, and he has a determination that I¡¯ve rarely seen in others."


    The first elf leaned back, gazing at the vibrant celebration below. "It¡¯s incredible to think that someone from another world could come here and change everything. He¡¯s not just a hero; he¡¯s a beacon of hope for all of us."


    As the elves continue their banter and admiration of Kieth while the said person is lying in his bed snoring. While the other 4 heroes are eating their breakfast, praising their friend.


    "Man, Kieth is sleeping like a log," Josh said while smiling.


    "Yeah, the dude needs that rest because after we got summoned into this world, we got thrown into battle first thing in the morning. and fought after fight after fight within a span of a week, so no wonder he''s going to sleep like that after that. And according to the king of the elves, right after he escorted the princess here, he went on a scouting mission. So let him rest for a while," Chris said while taking a big bite of meat.


    "Yeah, and he''s 3 levels above us now. Look how far he got from two days ago. I''m sure now his class is a big class," Caine replied while eating delicately.


    "And he got an elf princess as his girlfriend; give our guy a medal for that," Vismond said, and all of them laugh.


    The laughter of the four heroes echoed through the dining hall, a stark contrast to the somber atmosphere that had enveloped the kingdom just days before. They were grateful for the victory, but their thoughts often drifted back to their friend, Kieth, who had fought valiantly and now lay recuperating.


    "Do you think he knows how much we appreciate him?" Josh asked, his tone turning more serious. "I mean, he really took on a lot for us."


    Caine nodded, his expression thoughtful. "I hope so. But knowing Kieth, he probably just sees it as part of his duty. He¡¯s always been the type to put others before himself. A typical hero, they say, he said as he ate.


    Vismond leaned back in his chair, a contemplative look on his face. "You know, it¡¯s not just about the battles he fights. It¡¯s how he inspires everyone around him. The elves, the soldiers¡ªeveryone looks up to him. He¡¯s become a symbol of hope, and that¡¯s something we can¡¯t overlook."


    Chris nodded in agreement. "He¡¯s not just a hero in combat; he¡¯s a hero in spirit. He brings people together, and that¡¯s just as important as any sword or spell. I think that¡¯s what makes him truly special."


    The conversation shifted as they reminisced about their own experiences since arriving in this world. Each of them had faced their own challenges, but Kieth¡¯s unwavering resolve had been a guiding light through it all.


    As they continued to share stories, the atmosphere in the dining hall grew lighter, filled with laughter and camaraderie. They knew that their bond was stronger than ever, forged in the fires of battle and tempered by their shared experiences.


    Meanwhile, in the quiet of his room, Kieth remained blissfully unaware of the admiration and concern swirling around him. His body was exhausted, but his mind was at peace, dreaming of the battles fought and the friendships formed. The weight of the world had momentarily lifted, allowing him to rest and heal.


    Meanwhile, at the domain of the new demon lord. As the massive horde of demons gathers, the artifacts (the box Kieth swaps the contents inside with a C4-chaper reference title behind enemy lines) as the boss is presented to the demon king, he speaks.


    "Open the box," he ordered as the demon followed his order. As he opened the box, a large explosion reverberated through the castle dome. As the remains of the demon who held the box are blown into pieces.


    The demon king''s eyes widened in shock as the explosion rocked the very foundations of his dark fortress. The air filled with the acrid scent of smoke and charred flesh, and the echoes of the blast reverberated through the cavernous halls. The assembled demons, once filled with anticipation, now stood frozen in horror, their eyes darting around as they processed the sudden chaos.


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    "What... what just happened?" the demon general stammered, his voice a mix of disbelief and fury. He had expected a powerful artifact, a weapon to turn the tide against the world and their heroes, not a catastrophic explosion that had claimed several of his own high-ranking demons, and the one who got killed was a commander-level demon, and the blast killed five of them; several are wounded.


    The demon king''s expression twisted into a mask of rage and confusion. He slammed his fist down on the obsidian table, causing the surface to crack under the force of his anger. "Who was responsible for this? Who dared to bring such a failure into my presence?" His voice boomed, echoing ominously through the chamber.


    "Ah sir, if I''m not wrong it''s Barikange''s platoon majesty, one of the demon ministers answered, and the demon king narrowed his eyes and spoke. "Bring me that insolent demon!"He spoke with great anger. But the rest of the demons exchanged glances, and one of them spoke.


    "Ah, your majesty, sir, he was killed in the same place where the box is found. when he raided the elf kingdom, sir." The second minister answered while still bowing.


    "Who killed him?" The demon king asked with fury in his eyes.


    "The 5th hero, sir, the summoner hero, is one of the summon heroes of the 5 nations!" He hurriedly replied.


    The demon king''s eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint flickering within their depths. "The summoner hero, the weakest class, killed a high-ranking demon! Are you telling me that our men were killed by a lowly summoner?! Huh!!! Do you expect me to believe that a summoner that can only summon weapons for others is capable of defeating a demon lieutenant?!" The demon king shouted, his voice booming. into the room.


    The tension in the demon king''s chamber was palpable, the air thick with disbelief and anger. The assembled demons shifted uneasily, their eyes darting between their furious leader and one another, unsure of how to respond to the king''s wrath.


    "Your majesty," the demon general spoke up, his voice trembling slightly, "it is true that the summoner hero has displayed abilities beyond what we have encountered before. The reports from our scouts indicate that he has been able to summon weapons and metallic creatures that defy our understanding of summoning magic usually can call. Perhaps we have underestimated him.


    The demon king''s expression darkened further, his fury barely contained. "Underestimate him? You fools! You have allowed a mere summoner to become a thorn in our side! This is unacceptable!" He slammed his fist on the table again, causing the obsidian surface to splinter further. "We must act swiftly. If this summoner hero can defeat our strongest, then we cannot allow him to grow any stronger. We must eliminate him before he becomes a true threat."


    The demon general nodded, his mind racing. "What are your orders, my lord?


    The demon king leaned back in his throne, his eyes narrowing as he considered his options. "Send a squad of our best assassins. They will infiltrate the elf kingdom and eliminate the summoner hero while he is still recovering. We cannot allow him to regain his strength or rally the other heroes to his side."


    "But, my lord," one of the ministers interjected, "the elves are on high alert after the recent battle. It will be difficult to breach their defenses."


    The demon king''s gaze turned icy. "Then make it happen. Use whatever means necessary. I want him dead, and I want it done quietly. If you fail again, I will not hesitate to make an example of you."


    The assembled demons nodded, fear evident in their eyes. They understood the stakes; failure was not an option. As they began to disperse to carry out their orders, the demon king''s voice echoed through the chamber once more.


    Meanwhile, after a few days, Kieth is already up and practicing his new weapons at the elves mountains. And receiving all his new rewards from the last battle.


    System notification!


    Quest completed rewards.


    Reward 1: One-time-only toolkit: can fix any weapons and armors at any percentage.


    Reward 1: One-time-only toolkit: can fix any weapons and armors at any percentage.


    Second: Knightsl-summoner job-specific skill level 1


    3rd reward: instant level up: 5x


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    You are now level 51!


    Stat points available: 40


    You receive 12 skill points available!


    Strength: 40+10+2. Defense: 40+10+2. (Awaken) Tenacity: 19+10+2. Intelligence: 30+10+2. Agility: 41+10+4.


    "Nice score!!!" Kieth celebrates his achievement. "Now open the second reward!"


    Second reward: Knightsl-summoner job-specific skill level 1.


    Description: This skill enhances your summoning abilities, allowing you to summon more powerful weapons and creatures from your home world. Additionally, it grants you the ability to temporarily empower your summons, increasing their effectiveness in battle.


    Keith''s eyes widened with excitement. This was exactly what he needed to bolster his capabilities. He could already envision the possibilities: summoning even more formidable weapons to aid him in battle, and enhancing their power to turn the tide in future confrontations.


    "Please select a job-specific skill," the system prompted, and Kieth''s mind raced with possibilities. He reviewed the options before him:


    Shield Bash: Stun an enemy for a short duration while dealing damage.


    Cavalry Charge: Close the distance to an enemy quickly, dealing damage and knocking them back.


    After weighing the options, Kieth''s thoughts turned to the battles ahead. He envisioned himself in the heat of combat, surrounded by allies, and the need for crowd control became apparent. The ability to stun an enemy could provide crucial moments for his team to regroup or launch a counterattack.


    "I''ll go with Shield Bash," he declared, feeling a sense of resolve. "It¡¯ll give me a tactical edge in battle."


    System notification!


    Skill merging with the current weapon skill (exo suit skill): charge punch + shield bash


    Do you want to merge the skills?


    Kieth''s heart raced as the system prompted him with the option to merge his newly acquired skill, Shield Bash, with his existing Charge Punch skill from his exo suit. The idea of combining these two abilities into a single, more powerful move was enticing. He could already imagine the tactical advantages it would provide in battle.


    "Yes! Merge the skills!" Kieth exclaimed, his voice filled with determination.


    System Notification!


    3¡­2..1..


    Skills successfully merged!


    New Skill Acquired: Charge Bash


    Description: A powerful melee attack that allows you to charge at an enemy, dealing damage and stunning them for a short duration. The impact of the attack is enhanced by your exosuit, increasing the force and range of the strike.


    Kieth felt a surge of energy as the new skill integrated into his system. He could almost feel the weight of the exosuit shifting, adapting to the new ability. The thought of charging into battle, stunning enemies, and creating openings for his allies filled him with excitement.


    System notification


    The system is pleased because the user is able to defeat the demon lieutenant; because of that, you are now being rewarded. You can now choose your special reward based on the user''s preference.


    Lightsaber: The thought of wielding a weapon from a galaxy far, far away was undeniably appealing. The elegance and power of a lightsaber could turn the tide of battle in an instant.


    Cloud''s Motorcycle: The iconic motorcycle from Final Fantasy VII would not only be a means of transportation but also a symbol of his journey. The speed and agility it offered could be invaluable in combat situations.


    Tank: A formidable choice, a tank would provide him with immense firepower and protection. It would be a game-changer on the battlefield, allowing him to take the fight directly to the enemy.


    Sentai Rune: The ability to transform and gain new weapons and skills was enticing. The versatility it offered could be crucial in adapting to different combat scenarios. Example: Mask Raider Black and all of his skills.


    Gundam Rune: The prospect of summoning a Gundam was thrilling. The sheer power and advanced technology of a Gundam would make him a force to be reckoned with. 1/10 complete the rune shards.


    Dante''s Guns: The dual pistols, Ebony and Ivory, would give him a stylish edge in combat. Their legendary status and power were hard to ignore.


    One Up: The ability to revive after death was perhaps the most practical choice. It would provide him with a safety net in the heat of battle, allowing him to take risks without the fear of permanent loss.


    Quicksilver Skill Rune: The speed and agility granted by this skill would enhance his combat capabilities, allowing him to dodge attacks and strike with precision. Duration: 20 seconds; mana needed: 200; cooldown: 2 minutes.


    Takicapter (Doraemon)


    Magic Door (Doraemon)


    Nero''s buster arm( dmc 5)


    "Tsk, this is hard; I can''t decide. All of them are pretty useful in my opinion, but if I were to choose, the lightsaber and Sentai transformation are the best in my current situation. Maybe I''ll have a chance NXT time for a Gundam rune, but I need to prioritize getting stronger on my own. Getting Gundam this early is not good because of the Shards part, so I''ve decided I''ll choose the Sentai transformation rune."


    Kieth took a deep breath, feeling the weight of his decision. The Sentai transformation rune offered him versatility and adaptability, crucial traits for the unpredictable battles that lay ahead. He could already envision himself transforming into a powerful warrior, equipped with new weapons and skills tailored to the situation at hand.


    "Sentai Rune, I choose you!" Kieth declared, his voice filled with determination


    System Notification!


    You have selected the Sentai Rune!


    New Skill Acquired: Sentai Transformation


    Description: Transform into a Sentai warrior, gaining access to unique weapons and abilities based on the chosen form. Each transformation grants enhanced physical capabilities and special skills tailored to combat scenarios.


    User can now choose to:


    Mask rider black


    Mask rider amazon


    Mask Rider Kiba


    Mask Rider Hibiki


    Mask rider Faiz


    Mask rider den o


    Further riders will be available after you level up your rune/rider belt.


    Kieth felt a rush of exhilaration as the Sentai Rune integrated into his system. The possibilities were endless, and he could already imagine the different forms he could take on in battle. Each Mask Rider had its own unique abilities, and he was eager to explore them all.


    "Alright, let''s see what I can do," he said, his heart racing with anticipation. He focused on the rune, feeling its energy coursing through him. The air around him shimmered as he activated the transformation.


    "I''ll choose Mask Rider Faiz!" Kieth shouted.


    As Kieth''s voice echoed through the mountains, a brilliant light enveloped him, swirling with vibrant colors and energy. The transformation was exhilarating, and he felt a surge of power coursing through his veins. The air crackled with electricity as the Sentai Rune activated, reshaping his form and enhancing his abilities.


    In an instant, he was clad in the sleek armor of Mask Rider Faiz, the iconic red and silver suit gleaming in the sunlight. The helmet, adorned with a distinctive visor, gave him a sense of invincibility. He could feel the enhanced strength and agility coursing through him, a testament to the power of the transformation.


    "Wow, this is incredible!" Kieth exclaimed, flexing his arms and feeling the weight of the armor. He could sense the new abilities at his disposal, ready to be unleashed in battle. The suit felt like a second skin, perfectly attuned to his movements.


    As he practiced his newfound skills, Kieth focused on the unique weapons that came with the Mask Rider Faiz transformation. He summoned the Faiz Blaster, a sleek firearm that felt comfortable in his hands. The weapon hummed with energy, and he could feel its potential.


    Transformation (Faiz)


    Successful!


    Successful! Transformation duration: 5 minutes a day


    "Five minutes a day, huh?" Kieth mused, glancing at the timer that appeared in his vision. "I¡¯ll have to make the most of it." He knew that mastering this transformation would be crucial in the battles to come, especially with the threat of the demon king looming over the elf kingdom.


    Suddenly, a rustling in the bushes caught his attention. Kieth turned, instinctively raising the Faiz Blaster, ready for whatever might emerge. To his surprise, it was a small group of elves, their eyes wide with awe and admiration.


    "Woah ,sir Kieth is that really you? I thought your a summoner? Why are you can also have transformation skill?" Princess Lyra shouted in amazement.


    Kieth lowered the Faiz Blaster, a smile spreading across his face as he recognized the familiar faces of the elves. "Hey there! Yeah, it¡¯s me. I just unlocked a new ability that lets me transform into a Mask Rider. It¡¯s pretty cool, right? And before you ask, it''s a superhero from our world."


    "Wow that''s awesome!! You have those kind of hero there?" She ask in amazement but Kieth can''t tell her that this is just a fictional hero he was saying.


    Yeah, we have all sorts of heroes back home," Kieth replied, trying to keep the excitement in his voice. "Each one has their own unique powers and abilities. It''s like a whole universe of heroes fighting for justice and protecting the innocent."


    "Woah¡­that''s so amazing, and are there more of these heroes?" She asks him again.


    Kieth chuckled, enjoying the enthusiasm radiating from Princess Lyra and the other elves. "Oh, definitely! There are countless heroes in different stories, each with their own adventures. Some can fly, some have super strength, and others can control elements like fire or water. It''s a whole world of imagination and bravery."


    The elves gathered around him, their eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Ah¡­ Master Kieth! Can you show us more of your powers?" one of the younger elves asked, bouncing on his feet with excitement. (Author''s note: All of those young elves are summoners like him; they all want to be his apprentices, and they don''t take a no, so Kieth accepts them. Hesitant at first, he agrees in the end.).


    Kieth hesitated for a moment, considering the implications of revealing too much. But the joy in their eyes was infectious, and he felt a surge of pride in his new abilities. "Sure! Just a little demonstration," he said, raising the Faiz Blaster again. "But remember, this is just practice. But I''ll start from the beginning, he said as he canceled his transformation.


    He grab the phone then type 555 as he press enter he can hear a mechanical voice" standing by¡­. complete!" As the system notification alert sound reververated his body is started to transform into Faiz once more.


    The transformation was swift and exhilarating, the familiar rush of energy enveloping Kieth as he morphed back into the sleek armor of Mask Rider Faiz. The elves gasped in awe, their eyes wide with wonder as they witnessed the spectacle.


    "Alright, everyone, watch closely!" Kieth called out, his voice resonating with confidence. He raised the Faiz Blaster, feeling the weight of the weapon in his hands. "This is the Faiz Blaster, and it¡¯s not just for show. It has several functions, including a powerful energy shot."


    He aimed at a nearby tree, taking a deep breath to steady himself. "Here goes!" With a swift motion, he pulled the trigger, and a brilliant beam of energy shot forth, striking the tree with a resounding impact. The bark splintered, and a small explosion of leaves erupted into the air, showering the ground with green confetti.


    As we zoom out into the distance, we can see a lone demon watching.


    "Sir, the summoner hero is much stronger than last time; I think he can now rival one of our demon generals.

 Chapter 15: five kingdoms!

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist!


    "Only I can summon those!"


    Chapter 15: five kingdoms!


    As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden hue over the summit, the atmosphere was charged with a mix of relief and urgency. The five heroes¡ªKeith, Josh, Vismond, Chris, and Caine¡ªstood at the center of the gathering, surrounded by the kings and queens of the realm. Emperor Vladimir Viscovadan, a tall figure with a commanding presence, called the meeting to order.


    ¡°Thank you all for coming,¡± he began, his voice steady yet filled with the weight of responsibility. ¡°We have witnessed the strength of our enemies¡ªthe demon king and his dark allies, the elf king Eldrin, the beast king Maluckis, and the dragon queen Valeria. Their forces are formidable, and we must unite if we are to protect our lands.¡±


    The kings and queens murmured in agreement, their expressions a mix of concern and determination. King Maluckis, a towering figure with fur and scales, leaned forward. ¡°The demons have already begun their incursions into my territory. We cannot afford to wait for them to strike again.¡±


    ¡°Thank you all for coming,¡± he began, his voice steady yet filled with the weight of responsibility. ¡°We have witnessed the strength of our enemies¡ªthe demon king and his dark allies, the elf king Eldrin of the Elvin race, the beast king Maluckis of the Beastmen race, and the dragon queen Valeria. Of the dragonoid race, Queen Jessabel Oseidon of the merman race, their forces are formidable, and we must unite if we are to protect our lands.¡±


    The kings and queens murmured in agreement, their expressions a mix of concern and determination. King Maluckis, a towering figure with fur and scales, leaned forward. ¡°The demons have already begun their incursions into my territory. We cannot afford to wait for them to strike again.¡±


    Queen Jessabel Oseidon, her voice melodic yet firm, added, ¡°The seas are restless, and I fear the mermen are not the only ones who will suffer. We need a plan, and we need it now.¡±


    Emperor Viscovadan nodded, his gaze shifting to the five heroes. ¡°You have proven yourselves in battle, but we need to discuss how you can assist each of our nations. Each of you possesses unique skills that can turn the tide against our enemies.¡±


    Cain, the leader of the group, stepped forward. ¡°We are ready to help in any way we can. But we need to understand the specific threats each of your nations faces. Only then can we devise a strategy that plays to our strengths.¡±


    Josh, the strategist of the group, chimed in. ¡°Perhaps we should divide our efforts. Each hero could focus on a different region, gathering allies and resources while also training local forces to defend against the impending attacks.¡±


    Vismond, known for his healing abilities (Devin cleric but with the stats and skills of an assassin), added, ¡°And we must ensure that our people are prepared for the aftermath of battle. Healing and support will be crucial, especially for those who have already suffered losses.¡±


    Chris the mage/sorcerer raised his hand. ¡°I can work on strengthening the magical barriers around each kingdom. If we can buy ourselves some time, we can better prepare for the next wave of attacks.¡±


    Caine, the saint''s knight with unmatched combat skills, spoke last. ¡°I can lead the charge in the front lines. But I¡¯ll need the support of each nation¡¯s best fighters. Together, we can form a united front.¡±


    Emperor Viscovadan nodded, his expression thoughtful. ¡°It seems we have a plan forming. But we must also consider the political ramifications of our actions. Each nation has its own interests and concerns. We need to ensure that our alliance is strong and that we are all working toward a common goal.¡±


    King Eldrin¡¯s name hung in the air like a dark cloud. ¡°We cannot underestimate him,¡± King Maluckis warned. ¡°He has the power to sway the hearts of many. If we are to stand against him, we must not only be united in strength but also in purpose.¡±


    The tension in the air thickened as the implications of King Maluckis''s words settled over the gathering. The kings and queens exchanged wary glances, each aware of the delicate balance of power that hung over their alliance.


    Emperor Viscovadan cleared his throat, drawing attention back to the matter at hand. ¡°We must address King Youm of the dwarven nation''s influence. His ability to manipulate the sentiments of his people could turn the tide against us if we are not careful. We need to find a way to counteract his sway.¡±


    The room fell silent, the weight of Emperor Viscovadan''s words hanging heavily in the air. The kings and queens shifted uneasily, their minds racing with the implications of a potential betrayal from within their ranks.


    Queen Jessabel Oseidon spoke up, her voice steady despite the tension. ¡°If King Youm is indeed swaying the hearts of his people, we must find a way to counter his influence. Perhaps we can send envoys to his court to remind the dwarf of the strength of our alliance and the dangers posed by the demon king and his allies.¡±


    The suggestion hung in the air, a glimmer of hope amidst the uncertainty. Emperor Viscovadan nodded thoughtfully. ¡°That is a wise course of action, Queen Jessabel. We must remind King Youm of the greater threat that looms over us all. If we can secure his loyalty, it will bolster our ranks significantly.¡±


    Keith, the fifth hero (summoner hero), interjected, ¡°I can volunteer to lead the envoy. My experience in negotiations may help sway King Youm back to our side. I¡¯ll ensure that he understands the dire consequences of siding with the demon king.¡±


    ¡°Very well,¡± Viscovadan replied, a hint of relief in his voice. ¡°But we must also prepare for the possibility that he may not be swayed. We need to have contingencies in place.¡±


    The atmosphere in the chamber shifted as the weight of the situation settled over the gathered leaders. The flickering torches cast long shadows on the stone walls, mirroring the uncertainty that loomed over their alliance.


    Emperor Viscovadan continued, ¡°While Keith leads the envoy, we must also prepare our defenses. Each of you must rally your forces and ensure that your borders are secure. We cannot afford to be caught off guard." While Emperor Vladimir was about to continue his speech, he was suddenly interrupted by the beast king, King Maluckis, as he glared at Kieth and spoke.


    "Are you kidding me, your majesty? Are you going to entrust dwarven matters to a lowly summoner?! Are you taking Sir Youm so lightly to the point that you''re just going to send a weak summoner to him? He''ll just probably laugh at us and will surely join the demon lord''s side."


    The tension in the room escalated as King Maluckis''s words hung in the air, sharp and accusatory. The other leaders shifted uncomfortably, their gazes darting between the beast king and Keith, who stood resolute despite the insult.


    Emperor Viscovadan''s brow furrowed, his voice rising slightly to regain control of the meeting. ¡°King Maluckis, we must not allow personal grievances to cloud our judgment. Keith has proven himself time and again. His skills as a summoner are not to be underestimated.¡±


    Keith took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the room''s scrutiny. ¡°I understand your concerns, King Maluckis. But I believe that diplomacy is as crucial as strength in this situation. If we can appeal to King Youm¡¯s sense of duty and the greater good, we may be able to sway him without resorting to force.¡±


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    King Maluckis snorted, crossing his arms over his broad chest. ¡°And what makes you think a summoner can negotiate with a dwarf? They respect strength above all else. You should be leading the charge into battle, not playing diplomat, and that''s why they''re considering the option to turn sides. So what a lowly summoner can do to convince him to join our side when a summoner like you is considered just a weapon crate: you couldn''t hold any weapons, hence the fight.¡±


    The room fell silent, the tension palpable as King Maluckis''s words echoed in the stone chamber. Keith felt the heat of embarrassment rise to his cheeks, but he stood firm, refusing to let the beast king''s taunts undermine his resolve.


    "Welp, I can''t disagree with you in that case, about your summoners Sir Beast King, but all of your statements are not applicable to me," Kieth replied. His voice was steady, and he met King Maluckis''s glare with unwavering confidence. ¡°While it¡¯s true that I may not wield a sword or an axe, my summoning abilities allow me to call forth the most powerful and most efficient weapons just for killing from my world. I also can bring forth weapons of mass destruction that can fight alongside us, weapons that can wipe out a whole kingdom and can turn the tide of battle. Strength comes in many forms, and I believe that my skills can complement the might of your warriors, Sir Beast King.¡±


    The room was charged with tension as Keith''s words hung in the air, a challenge to King Maluckis''s disdain. The beast king''s eyes narrowed, and for a moment, it seemed as if he might retort with another insult. But the other leaders, sensing the potential for conflict, leaned in, eager to hear how this confrontation would unfold.


    Emperor Viscovadan seized the moment, his voice calm yet authoritative. ¡°Keith speaks truthfully. The strength of our alliance lies not only in brute force but also in the diverse talents we each bring to the table. We must learn to respect one another¡¯s abilities, even if they differ from our own.¡±


    Queen Jessabel Oseidon nodded in agreement. ¡°Indeed, we are all here for a common purpose. If we allow our differences to divide us, we will surely fall to our enemies. Keith, your summoning skills could indeed provide us with an edge we have yet to explore.¡±


    King Maluckis huffed, still unconvinced but recognizing the growing support for Keith. ¡°Very well, summoner. If you believe you can sway King Youm, then I will hold my tongue¡ªfor now. But know this: if you fail, it will not only reflect poorly on you but on all of us.¡±


    Keith met the beast king¡¯s gaze, determination burning in his eyes. ¡°Heh, you got yourself a deal, Sir Majesty. ''I understand the stakes, and I will do everything in my power to ensure our alliance remains strong. And I have a few tricks to sway him.¡±


    The atmosphere in the chamber shifted once more, the tension easing slightly as the leaders began to see the potential in Keith''s resolve. Emperor Viscovadan nodded, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. ¡°Then it is settled. Keith will lead the envoy to King Youm, and we will provide you an escort. Each of the nations will select our elite to stand beside you, Sir Hero, and the rest of us will prepare our defenses and rally our forces.¡±


    The room buzzed with a renewed sense of purpose as the leaders began to discuss the logistics of the envoy. Emperor Viscovadan gestured for silence, his voice cutting through the chatter. ¡°We will need to act swiftly. Time is of the essence, and we cannot afford to let King Youm¡¯s doubts fester.¡±


    Queen Jessabel Oseidon stood, her regal presence commanding attention. ¡°I will send my fastest mermen to scout the waters surrounding the dwarven territory. We must ensure that our approach is safe and that we are not ambushed by any of the demon king¡¯s forces.¡±


    King Maluckis nodded, his expression softening slightly. ¡°And I will send my best warriors to accompany you, Keith. If you are to face King Youm, you will need the strength of the Beastmen at your side. We will not let you go alone.¡±


    "As for the other heroes, we will send each one of you to each of the nations that needed reinforcement and help along with some of our troops," Emperor Vlad spoke.


    Sir Vismond, you will go and assist the Beastmen kingdom.


    Sir Cain, you will assist the merman kingdom.


    Sir Josh, you will assist the Dragonoid kingdom.


    And, Sir Chris, you will be going to my domain, assisting the village around my kingdom.


    The room buzzed with energy as the leaders began to strategize their next moves. Each hero felt the weight of their new responsibilities, but also a sense of purpose ignited within them. The stakes had never been higher, and the fate of their alliance¡ªand their realms¡ªdepended on their actions.


    Emperor Viscovadan continued, ¡°We will reconvene in three days¡¯ time to assess our progress and discuss any developments. Until then, I urge each of you to prepare your forces and ensure that your borders are secure. We cannot afford any surprises.


    As the meeting began to disperse, Keith felt a mix of excitement and anxiety. He had never been tasked with such a critical mission before, and the pressure to succeed weighed heavily on him. He turned to his fellow heroes, who were already discussing their plans.


    ¡°Are you all ready for this?¡± Keith asked, trying to gauge their confidence.


    Caine nodded. ¡°We¡¯ve faced worse odds before. We just need to stay focused and work together. I¡¯ll make sure the mermen are prepared for any threats while you negotiate with King Youm.¡±


    Josh, the strategist, chimed in, ¡°And I¡¯ll gather intelligence on the Dragonoid kingdom. If we can understand their strengths and weaknesses, we can better position ourselves to assist them.¡±


    Vismond, with a calm demeanor, added, ¡°I¡¯ll ensure that the Beastmen are ready to heal and support their warriors. We need to be prepared for the aftermath of any battles that may arise.¡±


    Chris, the mage, smiled confidently. ¡°And I¡¯ll strengthen the magical barriers around the emperor¡¯s domain. If we can keep the demons at bay, it will give us more time to prepare.¡±


    Keith felt a surge of gratitude for his friends. ¡°Thank you, everyone. I know we can do this together. Let¡¯s make sure we¡¯re all ready for whatever comes next.¡±


    As the heroes began to gather their supplies and prepare for their respective missions, the atmosphere in the chamber shifted from one of tension to one of determination. Each of them understood the importance of their roles and the need for unity in the face of adversity.


    The next morning, as the sun rose over the horizon, casting a warm glow over the land, Keith set out with his escort of elite warriors from the Beastmen kingdom. They traveled through dense forests and rocky terrain, the air thick with anticipation. Keith felt the weight of his mission pressing down on him, but he also felt a sense of purpose. He was determined to prove himself, not just to King Youm, but to all the leaders who had doubted him. As he was accompanied by five people, each one from the five kingdoms. One from beastmen, one from mermen, one from dragonoids, and one from the human race.


    As they journeyed through the rugged landscape, Keith took a moment to observe his companions. Each warrior was a testament to their respective kingdoms, embodying the strength and resilience of their people. The Beastman warrior, a hulking figure named Grath, walked with a confident stride, his fur glistening in the sunlight. The merman envoy, a lithe and agile fighter named Lirael, moved gracefully, her scales shimmering like jewels. The Dragonoid warrior, a fierce-looking woman named Kariel, had wings folded tightly against her back, her eyes sharp and alert. Finally, the human knight, Sir Alaric, was a seasoned veteran, his armor polished and his demeanor serious.


    As they continued their journey, Keith felt a mix of excitement and apprehension. He had never been in the company of such formidable warriors, and he was acutely aware of the expectations resting on his shoulders. The path ahead was fraught with uncertainty, and the stakes were higher than ever.


    ¡°Keep your eyes peeled,¡± Grath said, his voice a low rumble. ¡°The demon king¡¯s forces are known to patrol these lands. We can¡¯t afford to be caught off guard.¡±


    Lirael nodded, her keen senses attuned to the sounds of the forest. ¡°I can scout ahead if needed. My agility allows me to move quickly and quietly through the water and land. I¡¯ll be able to spot any threats before they reach us.¡±


    Kariel, her wings twitching with anticipation, added, ¡°And if we encounter any enemies, I can take to the skies. Aerial reconnaissance will give us the advantage we need to plan our approach.¡±


    Sir Alaric, ever the strategist, chimed in, ¡°Let¡¯s keep our formation tight. We need to be ready to respond to any ambush. Keith, stay close to me. Your summoning abilities will be crucial if we find ourselves in a tight spot.¡±


    Keith felt a surge of confidence at their words. ¡°Thank you, everyone. I appreciate your support. I¡¯ll do my best. But do we need to ride in a carriage? "He asks


    "Do you have something better, Sir Hero?" Kariel asks, raising her one eyebrow that gives her a look of a tsundere girl in anime.


    Keith chuckled at Kariel''s playful challenge, appreciating the lightheartedness amidst the tension of their mission. ¡°Well, I was thinking we could travel on foot or perhaps use some of my summoning abilities to create a more efficient means of transport. I can summon a vehicle that can carry us faster.¡±


    Grath raised an eyebrow, intrigued. ¡°A vehicle? You can summon something like that?¡±


    Keith nodded, feeling a spark of excitement. ¡°Yes! I can call forth a magical construct that will allow us to travel more swiftly. It won¡¯t be as cumbersome as a carriage, and it can navigate rough terrain easily.¡±


    Lirael¡¯s eyes lit up with curiosity. ¡°That sounds impressive! If it can help us move faster, we should definitely consider it.¡±


    Kariel folded her arms, a smirk playing on her lips. ¡°Alright, summoner. Show us what you can do. But if it falls apart halfway through, I¡¯ll be the first to say ¡®I told you so.¡¯¡±


    Keith chuckled again, feeling the camaraderie building among the group. ¡°Fair enough. Just give me a moment; open the window! "As he commands, his summon window pops up, and now he can see his updated summon list.


    Keith focused on the summon window that appeared before him, a shimmering portal of light displaying various options. He scrolled through the list, his heart racing with anticipation. Each option represented a different construct he could call forth, each with its own unique abilities and characteristics.


    Summon vehicle available.


    Military jeep level 4 (with minigun mounted)


    Motorcycle level 4 (Ducati type usee can now select model he wants)


    Amount bike level 4


    Truck-kun level 1


    Tank level 1


    Jet ski level 1


    Keith''s eyes widened as he scanned the options, each one more enticing than the last. The military jeep caught his attention, its rugged design promising durability and speed. The motorcycle, sleek and agile, would allow for quick maneuvers, while the truck-kun, with its whimsical charm, could carry a larger group. The tank, however, was a tempting option for sheer firepower, and the jet ski could be useful if they needed to traverse water.


    After a moment of deliberation, he made his choice. ¡°I think the military jeep will be our best option. It¡¯s sturdy, can carry all of us, and has a mounted minigun for defense if we run into trouble.¡±


    Grath nodded approvingly. ¡°That sounds like a solid plan. Let¡¯s see what you can summon, summoner.¡±


    Keith took a deep breath, focusing his energy as he activated the summoning spell. ¡°Summon: Military Jeep Level 4!¡±


    System "successfully!"


    A bright light enveloped the area, and with a low rumble, the military jeep materialized before them. It was a robust vehicle, equipped with all-terrain tires and a gleaming minigun mounted on the roof. The engine purred to life, and the vehicle seemed to radiate power and readiness.


    ¡°Whoa!¡± Lirael exclaimed, her eyes wide with awe. ¡°That¡¯s incredible!¡±


    Kariel¡¯s smirk widened. ¡°Alright, summoner, you¡¯ve impressed me. Let¡¯s see how it handles on the road.¡±


    Keith grinned, feeling a surge of pride. ¡°Hop in, my lady; the front seat is yours to conquer, (wink) everyone! We¡¯ll make good time this way


    To be continued...

 Chapter 16: campfire into another world!

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist!


    "Only I can summon those!"


    Chapter 16: campfire into another world!


    As the group piled into the military jeep, Keith took the driver¡¯s seat, feeling a rush of excitement. The engine roared to life, and he could feel the power of the vehicle beneath him. Grath settled into the passenger seat, his massive frame barely fitting, while Lirael and Kariel took the back, with Sir Alaric occupying the seat next to Grath.


    ¡°Let¡¯s see what this baby can do!¡± Grath said, a grin spreading across his face.


    "So, sir hero, how does this big chunk of metal move without a horse? Garth asks.


    "Well, this is a mechanized vehicle that runs using fuel that can be found thousands of feet underground. And there''s no magic involved in it, and that''s the beauty of this thing. This won''t need a horse or anything to pull it. It simply runs faster than a horse without needing to stop, and with the added benefit that it''s comfortable to sit inside." Keith grinned, his enthusiasm infectious. He shifted the gear into drive and pressed the accelerator, the jeep lurching forward with a jolt. The tires kicked up dust as they sped down the rugged path, the landscape blurring past them.


    ¡°Faster than a horse, huh?¡± Lirael shouted from the back, her voice barely audible over the roar of the engine. ¡°Let¡¯s see if it can handle the hills!


    ¡°Hold on tight!¡± Keith called back, his eyes gleaming with mischief. He veered the jeep sharply to the left, heading toward a steep incline that loomed ahead. The vehicle climbed the slope with surprising ease, the engine growling as it tackled the terrain.


    ¡°Impressive!¡± Sir Alaric remarked, his stern demeanor softening as he watched the scenery rush by. ¡°But let¡¯s not forget that speed can lead to recklessness.¡±


    ¡°Recklessness is my middle name!¡± Grath laughed, slapping the dashboard. ¡°Just don¡¯t break anything important, Keith!¡±


    As they crested the hill, the view opened up before them¡ªa vast expanse of forest and mountains stretching as far as the eye could see. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the landscape.


    ¡°Wow,¡± Kariel breathed, leaning forward to take in the sight. ¡°It¡¯s beautiful out here. And it''s comfortable here even though the road is bumpy.¡±


    ¡°Just wait until we hit the open road,¡± Keith said, his voice filled with anticipation. ¡°This is just the beginning.¡±


    With a determined grin, he pressed down on the accelerator even more, the jeep roaring forward as they raced down the other side of the hill. The wind whipped through their hair, and laughter filled the air as they embraced the thrill of the ride. As they reach a lake, they decide to camp there for the night.


    The jeep came to a halt at the edge of the shimmering lake, the water reflecting the colors of the sunset like a mirror. Keith turned off the engine, and the sudden silence was a stark contrast to the roar they had just experienced. The group climbed out, stretching their limbs and taking in the serene beauty around them. As Garth and Lariel are catching fish for their dinner,


    ¡°Hey, Grath! Think you can catch enough fish for everyone?¡± Keith called out, glancing over his shoulder at the two who were knee-deep in the water, their focus intense.


    ¡°Just you wait!¡± Grath replied, his voice booming with confidence. ¡°I¡¯ll have enough fish to feed an army!¡±


    Lirael, sitting on a nearby rock, chuckled. ¡°An army of one, maybe. Just don¡¯t scare them all away with that loud mouth of yours!¡±


    "Here, our hero, we catch fish as you wish, Garth said enthusiastically.


    "So , sir hero you know how to cook?" Kariel ask but Keith just give them a smirk and pulls out a stove from his system item shop and some condiments and starts preparing their food.


    The aroma of sizzling food soon filled the air, mingling with the fresh scent of pine and the earthy smell of the lake. Keith expertly set up the portable stove, a marvel of modern convenience that seemed almost out of place in the wild. He had stocked up on supplies before they left, and now he was eager to show off his culinary skills.


    As the sun dipped lower, painting the sky in shades of orange and pink, Kariel joined Keith at the stove, her curiosity piqued. ¡°What are you making?¡± she asked, peering into the pot.


    ¡°Just a little something I like to call ¡®campfire stew,¡¯¡± Keith said with a wink. ¡°It¡¯s got vegetables, some spices, and whatever fish Grath and Lirael manage to catch. It¡¯s a crowd-pleaser!¡±


    "And to be honest, sir hero, at first we didn''t believe in your ability because a summoner like you can''t do things that you''re doing right now, but seeing you doing this firsthand is mind-blowing: a summoner that can summon weird things and can go toe to toe with a demon lieutenant and also can cook is a pretty amazing sight."


    Keith chuckled, a hint of pride swelling in his chest. ¡°Well, I like to keep people on their toes. Just because I can summon weapons from my world doesn¡¯t mean I can¡¯t handle a few other skills. Besides, cooking is just another form of magic, isn¡¯t it? You take a little of this, a little of that, and create something wonderful.¡±


    Kariel nodded, her eyes sparkling with admiration. ¡°I suppose you¡¯re right. It¡¯s all about balance and knowing how to mix things together. Just like in battle, you need the right combination to succeed.¡±


    ¡°Exactly!¡± Keith replied, stirring the pot with a wooden spoon. ¡°And just like in our adventures, we need to work together to make the best of any situation. Whether it¡¯s cooking or fighting, teamwork is key.¡±


    As the stew simmered, Grath and Lirael returned from the lake, their arms laden with a decent catch of fish. ¡°Look at these beauties!¡± Grath exclaimed, holding up a couple of glistening trout. ¡°I told you I¡¯d feed an army!¡±


    ¡°More like a small village,¡± Lirael teased, rolling her eyes but smiling nonetheless. ¡°But they¡¯ll do just fine.¡±


    ¡°Perfect timing!¡± Keith said, gesturing for them to come closer. ¡°I was just about to add the fish to the stew. Fresh catch always makes for the best flavor.¡±


    With a flourish, he tossed the fish into the bubbling pot, the sizzling sound mingling with the gentle lapping of the lake against the shore. The aroma intensified, drawing everyone closer, their mouths watering in anticipation.


    ¡°Now, while that cooks, how about we set up camp?¡± Sir Alaric suggested, his authoritative tone cutting through the excitement. ¡°We¡¯ll need a fire for warmth and light once the sun sets.¡±


    ¡°Good idea, Sir Alaric,¡± Keith agreed, wiping his hands on a towel. ¡°I¡¯ll finish up here, and you guys can gather some firewood.¡±


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    "Well, I got sleeping bags and a tent if you want," Keith asked them and opened his summon window and selected buy for the said item for all of them.


    The tent and sleeping bags materialized in a flash of light, landing softly on the ground beside Keith. He grinned at the surprised expressions on his companions'' faces. ¡°See? Just another little trick up my sleeve,¡± he said, gesturing to the gear.


    ¡°Impressive,¡± Sir Alaric said, nodding in approval. ¡°It seems you¡¯ve thought of everything, Keith.¡±


    ¡°Just trying to make sure we¡¯re comfortable out here,¡± Keith replied, turning back to the pot. The stew was bubbling away, and the scent was becoming irresistible. ¡°Now, who wants to help me set up the tent?¡±


    ¡°I¡¯ll help!¡± Kariel volunteered, her enthusiasm infectious. ¡°I¡¯ve set up tents before. It¡¯ll be fun!¡±


    ¡°Count me in too,¡± Lirael added, hopping off her rock. ¡°I can hold the poles while you two figure out the rest.¡±


    ¡°Alright, let¡¯s do this!¡± Keith said, feeling a surge of camaraderie. As they worked together, Grath and Sir Alaric gathered firewood, their laughter echoing through the trees.


    The trio quickly set up the tent, their teamwork making the task easier than expected. Within minutes, the tent stood tall and sturdy, ready for the night ahead.


    ¡°Looks great!¡± Keith said, stepping back to admire their handiwork. ¡°Now, let¡¯s get that fire going.¡±


    Grath and Sir Alaric returned with an armful of firewood, and soon they had a crackling fire going, its warm glow illuminating the area as the sun dipped below the horizon. The sky transformed into a canvas of stars, twinkling brightly against the deepening blue.


    ¡°Dinner¡¯s almost ready!¡± Keith called out, stirring the pot once more. ¡°Just a few more minutes, and we¡¯ll feast like kings!¡±


    ¡°Speaking of kings,¡± Grath said, plopping down on a log near the fire, ¡°what¡¯s the plan for tomorrow? We can¡¯t just sit around here all day, can we?¡±


    "Well, head to the dwarven kingdom first day in the morning; we need to go there as fast as we can. But by my estimate, we''re ahead of our scheduled meeting with King Youm, so it''s fine for us to sightsee. How about it?" Keith asks.


    ¡°Sightseeing sounds great!¡± Lirael chimed in, her eyes sparkling with excitement. ¡°I¡¯ve heard the dwarven kingdom is filled with incredible architecture and fascinating history. I can¡¯t wait to see it for myself!¡±


    ¡°Just remember to keep your hands to yourself,¡± Sir Alaric warned, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. ¡°Dwarves can be quite particular about their treasures.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Sir Alaric,¡± Kariel said, her voice teasing. ¡°I¡¯ll make sure Lirael doesn¡¯t try to steal any shiny things.¡±


    "I know, we can go and watch their gladiator match I hear they having a match each and every week so we''re on time on their ship." Kieth said while looking at his phone for information about the gladiator battles.


    "How did you know about that, Sir Hero? Did someone tell you about it? Kariel asked him.


    "Ow, about that I have this" (pointing at his phone). This device of mine can show info about something I''m searching." He explains.


    ¡°Wait, you mean to tell me that little gadget can give you information about anything?¡± Grath asked, his eyes wide with curiosity. ¡°That¡¯s incredible! What else can it do?¡±


    Keith chuckled, enjoying the attention. ¡°Well, it can show maps, weather forecasts, and even recipes. It¡¯s like having a library in my pocket. I can look up just about anything we need.¡±


    ¡°Can it tell you how to catch more fish?¡± Lirael joked, nudging Grath with her elbow. ¡°Because I think we could use some tips!¡±


    ¡°Hey, I caught these!¡± Grath protested, puffing out his chest. ¡°And I¡¯ll catch more tomorrow, just you wait!¡±


    ¡°Alright, alright, let¡¯s not start a fish war,¡± Keith laughed, stirring the pot again. ¡°Dinner is almost ready, and I think we should focus on enjoying our meal first.¡±


    As the stew finished cooking, Keith ladled generous portions into bowls, the steam rising and filling the air with mouthwatering aromas. ¡°Dig in, everyone!¡± he announced, handing out the bowls.


    The group gathered around the fire, the warmth enveloping them as they settled in for their meal. The first taste of the stew brought smiles to their faces, the combination of fresh fish, vegetables, and spices creating a delightful flavor.


    ¡°This is amazing, Keith!¡± Kariel exclaimed, her eyes lighting up. ¡°You really outdid yourself!¡±


    ¡°Yeah, who knew a summoner could cook like this?¡± Lirael added, her mouth full. ¡°You might just have to take over the cooking duties from now on!¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t get too used to it,¡± Keith replied with a grin. ¡°I can¡¯t promise I¡¯ll always have a portable stove on hand. But I¡¯m glad you all like it!¡±


    As they ate, the conversation flowed easily, stories of past adventures and dreams for the future mingling with laughter and camaraderie. The stars twinkled overhead, and the crackling fire provided a comforting backdrop to their gathering. As the last of the stew was devoured and the bowls set aside, the group settled into a comfortable silence, the sounds of the crackling fire and the gentle lapping of the lake creating a soothing atmosphere. The stars above twinkled like diamonds scattered across a velvet sky, and the moon cast a silvery glow over the landscape.


    ¡°Alright, everyone,¡± Sir Alaric said, breaking the peaceful quiet. ¡°We¡¯ve had a long day, and we need our rest for tomorrow¡¯s journey. Let¡¯s make sure we¡¯re ready for whatever awaits us in the dwarven kingdom.¡±


    ¡°Agreed,¡± Keith said, stifling a yawn. ¡°We¡¯ll need our energy for the sightseeing and the gladiator matches. I can¡¯t wait to see what they have in store for us!¡±


    Grath, already reclining on a log, nodded in agreement. ¡°I¡¯m ready to see some real action! Those dwarves know how to put on a show.¡±


    As they prepared for bed, Keith and Kariel worked together to organize the sleeping bags inside the tent, while Lirael and Grath gathered the last of the firewood to keep the fire burning a little longer. Sir Alaric stood watch, his keen eyes scanning the surroundings, ensuring their camp remained safe through the night.


    Once the tent was set up and everyone was settled in, Keith turned off the portable stove and extinguished the fire, leaving only a few glowing embers. ¡°Goodnight, everyone,¡± he called softly, pulling his sleeping bag around him. ¡°Tomorrow is going to be an adventure.¡±


    ¡°Goodnight, Keith,¡± Kariel replied, her voice warm and friendly. ¡°Thanks for everything today.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, thanks for the food and the ride!¡± Lirael added, her voice fading as she nestled into her sleeping bag.


    ¡°Sleep tight, you lot,¡± Grath said, his voice muffled as he rolled over. ¡°I¡¯ll catch more fish tomorrow, just you wait!¡±


    As the night deepened, the sounds of nature enveloped them¡ªthe rustling of leaves, the distant call of an owl, and the gentle ripple of the lake. One by one, the group drifted off to sleep, lulled by the serenity of the wilderness.


    The first light of dawn broke through the trees, casting a soft glow over the campsite. Keith stirred awake, the warmth of the sun on his face coaxing him from his dreams. He stretched, feeling the stiffness in his limbs from the previous day¡¯s excitement, but a smile crept onto his face as he remembered the adventures that lay ahead.


    ¡°Rise and shine, everyone!¡± he called, his voice cheerful. ¡°Time to get moving!¡±


    One by one, his companions emerged from their sleeping bags, yawning and rubbing their eyes. Grath was the first to sit up, his hair tousled and a goofy grin plastered on his face. ¡°Did I miss breakfast?¡± he asked, looking around expectantly.


    ¡°Not yet, but I¡¯ll whip something up,¡± Keith replied, already reaching for his portable stove. ¡°How about some breakfast stew to start the day?¡±


    ¡°Sounds perfect!¡± Lirael said, her eyes lighting up at the thought of food. ¡°I could use some energy for our adventure.¡±


    As Keith set to work, the others began to pack up their gear, folding sleeping bags and dismantling the tent. Sir Alaric took charge of organizing their supplies, ensuring everything was in order for their journey.


    ¡°Once we finish breakfast, we should head out early,¡± Sir Alaric suggested. ¡°The sooner we reach the dwarven kingdom, the more time we¡¯ll have to explore.¡±


    ¡°Agreed,¡± Kariel chimed in, her excitement palpable. ¡°I can¡¯t wait to see the architecture and the gladiator matches!¡±


    With breakfast simmering on the stove, the group shared stories and laughter, the camaraderie from the previous night still fresh in their minds. The aroma of the stew filled the air, and soon they were gathered around the stove, bowls in hand, ready to dig in.


    ¡°This is delicious, Keith!¡± Kariel exclaimed after her first bite. ¡°You really have a talent for this.¡±


    ¡°Thanks! I¡¯m glad you all enjoy it,¡± Keith replied, feeling a sense of pride swell within him. ¡°Cooking is just another way to bring us together.¡±


    After breakfast, they quickly finished packing up their campsite, ensuring they left no trace behind. With everything loaded into the jeep, Keith took the driver¡¯s seat once more, the engine roaring to life as they prepared to hit the road.


    ¡°Ready for an adventure?¡± he asked, glancing back at his friends, who were all wearing eager expressions.


    ¡°Absolutely!¡± Grath shouted, pumping his fist in the air. ¡°Let¡¯s go!¡±


    With a grin, Keith shifted the jeep into gear and pressed the accelerator, the vehicle lurching forward as they set off down the winding path toward the dwarven kingdom. The thrill of the journey ahead filled the air, and laughter echoed through the jeep as they embraced the excitement of the day.


    As they drove, the landscape transformed around them, the rugged terrain giving way to rolling hills and lush forests. The sun climbed higher in the sky, casting a warm glow over the world, and the group felt a sense of freedom and adventure that only the open road could provide. But as they go deep into the forest, Keith''s phone vibrates and sounds an alarm, so he quickly stops the jeep and summons his M4A1 gun, his instincts kicking in as he scans the surroundings. The peaceful ambiance of the forest suddenly felt charged with tension.


    ¡°What¡¯s going on?¡± Grath asked, his voice low as he leaned forward, peering out the windshield.


    ¡°I¡¯m not sure,¡± Keith replied, his eyes narrowing as he focused on the screen of his phone. A notification flashed, indicating a potential threat nearby. ¡°It looks like there¡¯s some kind of disturbance up ahead. We might not be alone out here.¡±


    ¡°Should we turn back?¡± Lirael suggested, her voice tinged with concern.


    ¡°No,¡± Sir Alaric said firmly, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. ¡°We need to assess the situation. If there¡¯s trouble, we can¡¯t just run away. We need to be prepared.¡±


    "Ready yourself; here they come!" Kieth said, and multiple people landed around them dressed in black. The sudden appearance of the figures in black sent a jolt of adrenaline through the group. Keith''s heart raced as he tightened his grip on the M4A1, his instincts screaming that they were in for a fight. The figures moved with a fluid grace, their dark clothing blending seamlessly with the shadows of the forest. As one of the man in black dashes at Kieth but Kieth react fast and able to bash the head of the attacker with the back of his gun that made him stagger as he continue with a round house kick that send that man flying in the near by tree.


    The impact of the kick echoed through the forest, and the man in black crumpled against the tree, momentarily stunned. Keith''s heart raced as he quickly assessed the situation. The remaining figures, now alerted to their presence, began to close in, their eyes glinting with malice.


    " Get ready, they were Demons assassins" as he say that the status window of that demon appears.


    System notification!


    Name: juriken


    Race: demon kin


    Rank : assassin


    Level: 57


    "Shit this is,bad 57 all of them" Keith whisper assessing the situation and all of the sudden another system notification pops up


    System notification!!


    Emergency quest has arrived!


    Defeat the demon assassins sent by the Demon king to kill the hero summoner!


    0/20 enemies remaining.


    Quest rating: hard


    Reward: instant level up 2x


    Elemental rune (summoner-specific upgrade)


    Time limit: 5 hours


    Good luck!


    "Fuck you system! Good luck my ass" Kieth said. As he prepare himself for a an avoidable fight.


    To be continued..

 Chapter 17: overkill!

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist!


    "Only I can summon those!"


    Chapter 17: overkill!


    The tension in the air was palpable as the demon assassins surrounded the jeep, their dark figures moving with a predatory grace. Keith''s heart raced as he took a deep breath, focusing on the task at hand. He could feel the weight of his companions'' eyes on him, their trust in him hanging in the balance.


    "Groth ! Infront! I''ll cover you Kariel focus on the jumping one! Lariel cover my rear!" Kieth bark order.


    "My name is Garth!" He shouted as Kieth aimed his M4A1 at the assassin in front of him.


    The demon assassin lunged forward, its eyes glowing with a malevolent hunger. Keith squeezed the trigger, the rifle''s report echoing in the tense air. The bullet struck true, tearing through the creature''s shoulder and sending it sprawling back, but it was only momentarily halted.


    "Groth! Move!" Keith shouted again, his voice cutting through the chaos. Garth, still fumbling with his gear, finally snapped to attention, sprinting toward the rear of the jeep where the cover was weakest.


    Kariel, a lithe figure with a fierce determination in her eyes, darted to the side, her daggers glinting in the dim light, as she transformed into her half-dragon state. She focused on the leaping assassin, its form twisting through the air like a dark shadow. With a swift motion, she hurled one of her blades, the weapon slicing through the air and embedding itself in the creature''s side. It let out a shriek but continued its assault, landing gracefully on the ground.


    Lariel, the group''s mage, stood firm at the rear of the jeep, her hands weaving intricate patterns in the air as she summoned a barrier of shimmering energy. The dark figures of the assassins pressed closer, their snarls echoing in the night, but Lariel''s focus remained unbroken as her left hand shot water cannons while Alaric engaged in a pierce sword battle with two assassins.


    The water cannons erupted from Lariel''s fingertips, striking the nearest demon assassin with a force that sent it crashing to the ground. The creature hissed in fury, its skin sizzling where the water made contact, but it quickly regained its footing, eyes blazing with rage.


    "Keep them off me!" Lariel shouted, her voice strained as she concentrated on maintaining the barrier. The shimmering wall flickered, threatening to collapse under the relentless assault of the demons. As she said that, Kieth heard it and aimed at the demons in front of her.


    "On it!" Keith replied, his voice steady despite the chaos surrounding them. He adjusted his aim, focusing on the nearest demon that was clawing at the barrier Lariel had conjured. The creature''s elongated fingers scraped against the shimmering surface, leaving dark smudges that seemed to pulse with malevolence.


    With a deep breath, Keith squeezed the trigger again. The rifle barked, and the bullet found its mark, striking the demon squarely in the chest. It staggered back, momentarily stunned, but the others pressed forward, undeterred by the loss of their comrade.


    "Kariel! Finish that one!" Keith shouted, his eyes darting to the leaping assassin that had evaded her initial attack. It was now poised to strike, its claws glinting in the dim light as it prepared to leap at Lariel.


    With a fierce growl, Kariel lunged forward, her half-dragon form giving her an edge in speed and agility. She closed the distance in an instant, her remaining dagger poised to strike. The assassin''s eyes widened in surprise as she slashed downward, the blade cutting through the air with deadly precision. The dagger found its target, plunging deep into the creature''s chest. It let out a gurgling scream before collapsing to the ground, lifeless.


    System: Assassin defeated : 1/20


    The moment of victory was short-lived as the remaining demon assassins regrouped, their eyes narrowing with renewed fury. Keith could feel the tension in the air shift, the weight of their collective gaze settling on him and his companions.


    "Stay sharp!" he barked, scanning the perimeter for any signs of movement. The remaining assassins were circling, their predatory instincts kicking in as they sought to exploit any weakness in their formation.


    "Hey, guys, is anyone going to be mad if we destroy this part of the forest? Kieth asks as they all snap their heads at what Kieth asks.


    The question hung in the air, a momentary distraction from the chaos surrounding them. Garth, still catching his breath from his earlier sprint, shot Keith a bewildered look. "Are you serious? We''re fighting for our lives here, and you''re worried about the trees?"


    "Nah, I''m just worried about who''s going to hunt us if I destroy this place," he replied with a grin.


    The tension broke for just a moment, laughter mingling with the adrenaline coursing through their veins. But the humor was short-lived as the demon assassins, undeterred by their banter, lunged forward with renewed ferocity.


    "Focus, Keith!" Lariel snapped, her voice cutting through the levity like a knife. "We need to hold our ground! We know you''re strong, but this is not the time to joke around!" She shouted, but Keith just clicked his tongue and spoke again.


    "Man, just answer the damn question!"


    Garth rolled his eyes, his breath still coming in quick bursts. "I think we can worry about the forest after we survive this! But if you really want to know, I''m sure the local wildlife will be thrilled if we turn this place into a battlefield."


    "So there''s none; good to know," he said with a villainous smirk on his face as he summoned his weapon again. All of you duck down quickly, or you''ll be one among the dead! "Kieth shouted as he pulled the trigger of the mini gun that was now at level 3, increasing its firing rate, speed, and strength, and fired all over the place around him, creating a ring of raining bullets.


    The air erupted with the deafening roar of the minigun, a cacophony of gunfire that drowned out the snarls of the demon assassins. Keith''s heart raced as he unleashed a torrent of bullets, the weapon spinning like a whirlwind of death. The ground erupted around him, splintering trees and sending debris flying as the bullets tore through the dark figures of the assassins.


    "Fuck, I can die like this. Mommy!!!" Grath shouted as he curled on the ground while Lariel, Kariel, and Sir Aleric duck down, avoiding the rain of bullets.


    The chaos of the battlefield intensified as Keith unleashed the fury of the minigun, the air thick with the acrid smell of gunpowder and the cries of the demon assassins. Each bullet found its mark, tearing through the dark figures with brutal efficiency.


    You have defeated an assassin: 2/20. You have defeated an assassin: 3/20.! You have defeated an assassin: 3/20. ! You have defeated an assassin: 5/20! You have defeated an assassin: 6/20


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    Congratulations!


    You are now level 56!


    The sound of the You have level up! notification reverberated into his ear, giving him more adrenaline and excitement.


    As The assassins, once a menacing pack, were now reduced to scattered remnants, their forms disintegrating under the relentless barrage.


    "Now hide! , you fucker! I''ll eradicate each one of you silly willy! Dark cloak, dark cloak my ass! There''s one assassin I knew, and that''s the MC on Ninja Assassin!"


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    The remaining demon assassins hesitated, their confidence shaken by the sudden turn of events. Keith could see the fear in their eyes, a flicker of doubt that hadn''t been there before. They were no longer the hunters; they were the hunted.


    "Finish them!" Keith shouted, his voice booming over the chaos. "We can''t let any of them escape!"


    Kariel, still in her half-dragon form, surged forward with a fierce battle cry, her daggers glinting in the fading light. She was a whirlwind of fury, striking at the nearest assassin with a speed that left the creature no chance to react. The blade found its mark, and the demon crumpled to the ground, lifeless.


    Keith''s laughter echoed through the chaos, a wild sound that mingled with the gunfire and the cries of the demon assassins. The minigun''s relentless roar drowned out the fear that threatened to creep into his mind, and for a moment, he felt invincible.


    You have defeated an assassin: 11/20.!


    You have defeated an assassin: 13/20.!


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    Congratulations, you are now level 58.


    But even as he reveled in the destruction, he knew that the fight was far from over. As his minigun gives a familiar clicking sound, Kieth clicks his tongue again. The minigun fell silent, its spinning barrel coming to a halt as Keith felt the weight of the weapon shift in his hands.


    "Damn it, I''m having fun. No ammo. Summon grenade launcher!


    He cursed under his breath, the thrill of the fight still coursing through him. But he didn''t have time to dwell on the loss of his favorite weapon. With a swift motion, he summoned the grenade launcher, its sleek design glinting in the dim light of the forest.


    System: user is more like the demon king than the actual demon king himself!


    "Shut up!" Kieth retorts.


    System: Grenade launcher summon, successful!


    The tension in the air shifted once more as Keith braced himself, the grenade launcher feeling like a natural extension of his arm. He could see the remaining demon assassins regrouping, their eyes filled with a mix of fury and fear. They were no longer the confident predators; now they were cornered beasts, desperate and dangerous.


    "Get ready!" he shouted, his voice rising above the chaos. "I''m about to make this party a whole lot more explosive! You guys hide behind me now! Cover your ears!"


    "Kariel, Garth, Lariel! Sir Alaric! Get behind me!" Keith commanded, his voice steady despite the adrenaline surging through him. The trio quickly complied, ducking behind the jeep as Keith took aim at the nearest cluster of assassins.


    With a deep breath, he pulled the trigger. The grenade launcher roared to life, sending a projectile hurtling through the air. Time seemed to slow as he watched it arc gracefully before crashing into the ground amidst the group of demons.


    The explosion was deafening, a brilliant flash of light and sound that sent shockwaves through the forest. Trees splintered, and the ground shook as the blast tore through the assassins, sending them flying in all directions. Keith could feel the heat of the explosion even from his position behind the jeep, and he couldn''t help but grin at the chaos he had unleashed.


    "That''s how you do it!" he shouted, his voice filled with exhilaration. The system notifications chimed in his ear, each one a sweet reminder of his growing tally.


    You have defeated an assassin: 14/20!


    You have defeated an assassin: 15/20!


    You have defeated an assassin: 16/20!


    You have leveled up!


    Congratulations, you are now level 59!


    But the fight was not over yet. As the smoke cleared, Keith could see that a few of the assassins had survived the blast, their forms battered but still moving. They were enraged now, their eyes burning with a fierce determination to avenge their fallen comrades.


    "Alright, guys, they''re all yours. I''ll cover the rear. Go!" He shouted as he summoned his M1 carbine and aimed at the head of a demon hiding at the distant tree. Hey, want to meet your maker? he said as the demon snapped his head in Keith''s direction, and a loud bang was heard, and the demon fell to the tree with a whole in his head.


    You have defeated an assassin: 17/20!


    "Damn it, this summoner is on another level. We have to retreat and relay the news to the demon king!" The demon assassin leader said that; he sensed something behind him as the shadow of Alaric loomed behind him, sword raised.


    With a swift motion, Alaric brought his sword down, the blade glinting ominously in the dim light. The demon leader barely had time to react, its eyes widening in shock as the sword sliced through the air.


    "Not so fast!" Alaric growled, his voice low and menacing. The blade connected with the demon''s shoulder, sending it sprawling to the ground, a look of disbelief etched on its twisted face.


    You have defeated an assassin: 18/20!


    The remaining demon assassins hesitated, their confidence shaken by the sudden turn of events. Keith could see the fear in their eyes, a flicker of doubt that hadn''t been there before. They were no longer the hunters; they were the hunted.


    "Finish them!" Keith shouted, his voice booming over the chaos. "We can''t let any of them escape!"


    Kariel, still in her half-dragon form, surged forward with a fierce battle cry, her daggers glinting in the fading light. She was a whirlwind of fury, striking at the nearest assassin with a speed that left the creature no chance to react. The blade found its mark, and the demon crumpled to the ground, lifeless.


    You have defeated an assassin: 19/20!


    "One more down!" she yelled, her voice filled with adrenaline.


    Garth, finally shaking off the remnants of his earlier panic, joined the fray. He charged at another assassin, his sword raised high. With a fierce battle cry, he swung down, the blade cleaving through the demon''s defenses and sending it sprawling to the ground.


    "You''re not getting away that easily!" he shouted, his confidence growing with each victory.


    Lariel, still maintaining her barrier, focused her energy on the remaining assassins. With a flick of her wrist, she unleashed a torrent of water that surged forward, crashing into the nearest demon and sending it tumbling backward. The shimmering barrier flickered but held strong, a testament to her determination.


    "Keep pushing! We''re almost there!" she urged, her voice steady despite the strain of maintaining her magic.


    Keith took a moment to catch his breath, scanning the battlefield. The remaining assassins were visibly shaken, their numbers dwindling. He could feel the thrill of victory coursing through him, but he knew better than to let his guard down.


    "Let''s finish this!" he shouted, raising his M1 carbine once more. He took aim at the last assassins, his finger hovering over the trigger. "On my mark!"


    "Now!" Kariel shouted, lunging forward to engage the nearest demon.


    Keith squeezed the trigger, the rifle barking in response. The bullet flew true, striking the last assassin in the chest. It staggered back, eyes wide with shock, before collapsing to the ground, bleeding and slowly closing its eyes.


    You have defeated an assassin: 20/20!


    Congratulations! You completed the emergency quest; you will receive your reward!


    First reward!


    You have leveled up!


    You have leveled up!


    Congratulations! You are now level 61!


    All weapons that already summon will rise by 1.


    All stats will have added +1.


    Health: 6100/6100. Mana: 500/6100. Stamina: 100/6100.


    You will receive an elemental rune (summoner-specific upgrade).


    The battlefield fell silent, the echoes of gunfire and chaos replaced by the heavy breathing of Keith and his companions. The last of the demon assassins lay defeated, their dark forms sprawled across the forest floor, a testament to the fierce battle they had just endured.


    Keith lowered his M1 carbine, a triumphant grin spreading across his face. "We did it! Twenty down, not a single one left standing!" He turned to his companions, their expressions a mix of exhaustion and exhilaration.


    "That was insane!" Garth exclaimed, still catching his breath. "I thought we were done for when they surrounded us like that."


    "Yeah, but you all held your ground," Lariel said, her voice steady despite the fatigue evident in her eyes. "We worked together, and that made all the difference."


    Kariel, still in her half-dragon form, flexed her fingers, her daggers glinting in the fading light. "I could have taken them all on my own," she said with a playful smirk, but the pride in her voice was unmistakable.


    "Sure you could," Aleric replied, rolling his eyes. "But I think we all know who really saved the day." He gestured to the remnants of the battlefield, where the trees were splintered and the ground was littered with debris. "I mean, did you see that explosion? That was epic!"


    Keith chuckled, the adrenaline still coursing through him. "Yeah, I might have gone a little overboard with the grenades," he admitted, glancing at the destruction around them. "But hey, it worked, right?"


    Lariel stepped forward, her expression serious. "We need to regroup and assess our situation. There could be more of them lurking nearby, and we can''t afford to let our guard down."


    "Agreed," Alaric said, sheathing his sword. "We should find a safer location to rest and recover. This forest is too quiet now, and I don''t like it."


    "No, we should keep going. We don''t know if more of them will come, so it''s better we rush to the dwarven kingdom now," Kieth said, walking towards his military jeep. "It''s better if you go now while the sun is up."


    The group exchanged glances, the weight of Keith''s words settling in. The adrenaline from the battle was still fresh, but the reality of their situation loomed large. They had survived this encounter, but the threat of more demon assassins was ever-present.


    "Alright, let''s move," Lariel said, her voice steady as she began to gather her things. "We need to stay vigilant. If they sent a group this large after us, they might have more plans in motion."


    Garth nodded, his earlier panic replaced by a newfound determination. "I''m with you. I don''t want to stick around and find out if they have reinforcements."


    Kariel shifted back to her human form, her eyes scanning the treeline for any signs of movement. "I can scout ahead. My senses are sharper now, and I can cover more ground quickly."


    "Good idea," Alaric agreed, "Just be careful. We don''t know if they have any traps set up or if they''re lying in wait."


    Keith climbed into the driver''s seat of the jeep, the engine rumbling to life beneath him. "No, let''s get into the jeep. There won''t be any attacks for now, so it''s safer if we go now. We can''t afford to linger here. If we can reach the dwarven kingdom, we''ll be safer. They have defenses that can hold off any further attacks."


    As Kariel darted ahead, the rest of the group piled into the jeep, the atmosphere shifting from the chaos of battle to a tense anticipation of what lay ahead. Keith gripped the steering wheel tightly, his mind racing with thoughts of their next steps.


    The jeep lurched forward, the tires crunching over the debris-strewn ground as Keith navigated through the remnants of the battlefield. The air was thick with the acrid scent of gunpowder and the faint, lingering smell of burnt wood. He could feel the weight of his companions'' gazes on him, a mix of gratitude and expectation. As he takes a good look at one particular demon that is holding a locket necklace with a photo of his family, he drives and murmurs to himself, "Did I just do the right thing here?"


    To be continued....

 Chapter 18: Bet!

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist! (Pinoy Isekai''d)


    "Only I can summon those!"


    Chapter 18: Bet!


    As Kieth and his escorts reach the outskirts of the dwarven kingdom. They stopped to camp and decided to enter the kingdom tomorrow morning. because the dwarfs have a protocol that no one will enter before dark, so they camp outside for now. As the group was preparing their camp and food, they heard a rustling sound.


    The rustling sound came from the dense underbrush nearby, causing the group to pause in their preparations. Aleric, a seasoned traveler, instinctively motioned for silence, his hand raised to signal teammates to stay alert. The flickering light of their campfire cast long shadows, and the air was thick with the scent of pine and damp earth.


    "I think it''s just a rabbit," Garth whispered.


    "Yeah, because no one will dare to attack anyone near the dwarven kingdom, so it''s probably an animal"lariel added.


    "You guys, are you stupid? It''s a wild boar," Keriel spoke. Her voice was low but laced with urgency. The group turned to her, their expressions a mix of skepticism and concern.


    "Keriel, wild boars don''t usually rustle like that," Aleric replied, his eyes narrowing as he focused on the sound. "But we should be cautious. It could be something more dangerous."


    The rustling grew louder, and the underbrush parted slightly, revealing a pair of gleaming eyes staring back at them. The group collectively held their breath, tension thick in the air. And Kieth just clicked his tongue and summoned a crossbow and shot an arrow in the direction of the noise. The arrow flew, catching the beast. As Kieth approaches it, he can see a small, cute, but weird-looking cat caught by the arrow net.


    The creature let out a startled yowl, its fur bristling as it struggled against the arrow net. Keith''s heart sank as he realized he had shot a small cat, not a wild boar or any other fearsome beast. The cat was a peculiar sight, with oversized ears and a tufted tail that flicked nervously. Its fur was a patchwork of colors, blending shades of gray, orange, and white, giving it an almost magical appearance, but it looked like it was injured, but not by Keith''s arrow net but by something else.


    "By the gods, Kieth! What have you done?" Aleric exclaimed, rushing forward to help the creature. The others followed, their initial tension dissipating into concern for the injured animal.


    "Well, I caught what you guys were murmuring about?!" He replied, but still his eyes were on the cat; their eyes met. The cat''s eyes were wide and filled with a mix of fear and curiosity. Kieth knelt down, his heart racing as he carefully approached the creature, trying to calm it with a soft voice. "Hey there, little one. I''m not going to hurt you. Just hold still." As he said that, the cat''s eyes turned to the food he was cooking.


    Keith''s stomach twisted with guilt as he noticed the cat''s gaze fixated on the sizzling meat skewers over the fire. He could see the creature''s nostrils flare, inhaling the savory aroma, and it let out a soft, plaintive meow that tugged at his heartstrings.


    "Looks like someone is hungry," Garth said, his voice softening as he crouched beside Kieth. "Maybe we should give it something to eat before we try to free it."


    Aleric nodded in agreement, his hands deftly working to untangle the arrow net from the cat''s small body. "We need to be careful, though. It might be scared and lash out."


    Keriel, who had been watching with a mix of concern and fascination, rummaged through their supplies. "I have some dried fish. It''s not much, but it might help coax it out." As she said that, when she looked at her fish, it was already half eaten by her. Oops, I''m so¡ª" As she was about to speak, she was interrupted by Kieth summoning.


    "Open window! Open online shop! Buy canned tuna!"


    System: successful!


    As Keith opened the can of tuna, the cat''s eyes widened in anticipation, and the aroma from the food. "Ok, little fella, I''m going to open this net. But don''t attack me, okay? I''m going to give you food if you don''t bite me, deal?" As Keith said that, the cat just meowed at him, eyes big as a beautiful marble.


    With a deep breath, Kieth carefully began to untangle the arrow net from the cat''s small body, his fingers moving slowly to avoid startling it. The creature remained still, its gaze locked onto the can of tuna, which Kieth had set down beside him. Aleric and Garth kept a watchful eye, ready to intervene if the cat decided to lash out in fear.


    As the last of the net fell away, the cat blinked up at Kieth, its expression shifting from fear to cautious curiosity. Kieth smiled gently, holding out a small piece of tuna on his palm. "Here you go, little one. It''s all yours."


    The cat hesitated for a moment, then, with a quick dart, it snatched the tuna from Kieth''s hand and retreated a few paces, its oversized ears twitching as it chewed. The group watched in silence, their hearts warming at the sight of the small creature enjoying its meal.


    "Looks like we have a new friend," Garth said, chuckling softly. "What do you think we should name it?"


    "How about ''Tuna''? Like the metal food you summon, Sir hero" Keriel suggested, grinning. "It seems fitting."


    "Or ''Whiskers''!" Aleric chimed in, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Though I think it has more than just whiskers going for it."


    Kieth chuckled, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. "Whatever we call it, we should make sure it''s safe. It looks like it''s been through a lot."


    As the cat finished the tuna, it looked up at Kieth, its eyes now filled with a mix of gratitude and trust. It took a tentative step closer, sniffing the air towards Keith as if to say, "Is there more?" As he said that, one system notification popped up.


    System notification alert!


    You have tamed a mythical creature, the "Behemoth cub."


    You can now name tamed creatures.


    Caution: having a behemoth cub is extremely rare and dangerous because of the rarity of the said creature; a lot of rich nobles will kill it if they see one for its unique abilities and potential. Handle with care.


    Please name the tamed creature: ___________?level 1


    Kieth stared at the notification, his heart racing with a mix of excitement and apprehension. A behemoth cub? He had heard tales of such creatures, said to possess incredible powers and abilities, but they were also known to attract unwanted attention from those who sought to exploit them.


    The little cat, now munching on the last bits of tuna from her second batch of canned tuna, looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, completely unaware of the potential danger it represented. Kieth felt a surge of protectiveness wash over him. He couldn''t let anything happen to this creature.


    "Aww, can I ignore that look? Alright, little one," he murmured, contemplating the name. "You deserve something special." He thought about the creature''s unique appearance and the bond they had just formed. After a moment of reflection, he smiled and said, "I think I''ll call you ''Mochi.'' It suits you, don''t you think?"


    The cat tilted its head, as if considering the name, and then let out a soft, approving meow. Kieth felt a warmth in his chest; it seemed Mochi liked it.


    System notification!


    This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it


    You successfully named your tamed creature.


    Bound: mochi. Level 1 . Rating : mythical


    Now bonds between master and tamed beast are established!


    "Welcome to the team, Mochi," he said, gently scratching behind the creature''s oversized ears. The cat purred softly, leaning into his touch, and the group shared a collective sigh of relief and joy.


    "Now that we have a new companion, we should probably set up a watch for the night," Aleric suggested, glancing at the darkening sky. "We don''t know what else might be lurking out here."


    "Good idea," Garth agreed. "I''ll take the first watch. Kieth, you should get some rest. You''ve had a long day."


    Kieth nodded, still feeling the warmth of Mochi''s purring against his leg. The little creature had nestled close to him, its eyes half-closed in contentment. It was a comforting presence amidst the uncertainty of the night.


    "Thanks, Garth," Kieth replied, stretching his arms above his head. "I think I will take you up on that offer. Just wake me if anything happens."


    As Garth settled in for his watch, Aleric and Keriel began to tidy up the camp, ensuring that their supplies were secure and that the fire was well-contained. The flickering flames danced in the cool night air, casting a warm glow that felt almost protective.


    "Do you think Mochi will be okay?" Keriel asked, glancing at the small creature. "I mean, it''s been through a lot."


    Aleric nodded, his expression thoughtful. "We''ll keep an eye on it. But it seems like Kieth has already formed a bond. That''s a good sign. Creatures like this often sense kindness."


    Mochi, as if sensing the conversation, lifted its head and blinked slowly at them, its large eyes reflecting the firelight. Kieth smiled at the little creature, feeling a sense of responsibility wash over him. He had to protect Mochi, not just from the dangers of the wild but from the potential threats that might come from others who would seek to exploit its rarity.


    As the night deepened, the sounds of the forest surrounded them¡ªcrickets chirping, the rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze, and the occasional hoot of an owl. Kieth found it surprisingly soothing, and soon he felt his eyelids growing heavy. He leaned back against a tree with his trusted sleeping bag, allowing himself to drift into a light sleep, with Mochi curled up on his lap.


    Aleric and Keriel took turns keeping watch, their eyes scanning the darkness for any signs of danger. Garth, however, seemed to be lost in thought, occasionally glancing at Mochi and then back at the forest, as if contemplating the implications of their new companion. As the first rays of sunlight broke through the trees, casting a golden hue over the campsite, Kieth stirred awake. He blinked against the brightness, feeling the warmth of Mochi still curled up on his lap. The little creature had fallen asleep, its tiny body rising and falling gently with each breath. Kieth smiled, feeling a sense of peace wash over him.


    "Morning, sleepyhead," Garth said, grinning as he flipped a piece of bread over the fire. "You missed the best part of the morning. Aleric caught a glimpse of a deer just beyond the tree line.".


    "Really?" Kieth replied, stretching his arms and yawning. "I guess I was too busy dreaming about our new friend here." He gently lifted Mochi, who let out a soft meow of protest before settling back down on the ground, blinking sleepily.


    "Well, we should get moving soon," Aleric said, his voice steady and calm. "The dwarven kingdom is just a short trek from here, and we want to make a good impression."


    Keriel, who had been busy packing up her gear, chimed in, "I hope they have good food. I could go for some hearty dwarven stew right about now."


    As they finished their breakfast and packed up the campsite, Kieth felt a mix of excitement and apprehension. The dwarven kingdom was known for its rich culture and formidable warriors, but it was also a place where outsiders were often met with suspicion. He glanced down at Mochi, who was now playfully batting at a fallen leaf. The little creature seemed blissfully unaware of the potential challenges ahead. As they walked around the city of dwarves, Mochi was lying at Keith''s head, not moving, eyes closed like a cat hat, as they reached the castle to meet King Youm.


    As Kieth and his companions approached the grand entrance of the dwarven castle, the air buzzed with anticipation. The stone walls loomed high above them, intricately carved with scenes of dwarven history and legends. Torches flickered along the path, casting a warm glow that contrasted with the cool morning air. Kieth felt a mix of excitement and nervousness; he had heard tales of the dwarves'' fierce loyalty to their kin and their wariness of outsiders.


    Kieth nodded, his heart racing as he adjusted Mochi, who had finally woken up and was now perched on his shoulder, its oversized ears twitching with curiosity. The little creature seemed to sense the tension in the air, its eyes wide and alert.


    As they reached the massive wooden doors, they swung open with a creak, revealing a grand hall filled with dwarven warriors and artisans bustling about. The scent of smoke and metal filled the air, mingling with the earthy aroma of stone. The hall was adorned with banners and shields, each telling a story of battles fought and victories won.


    At the far end of the hall, seated upon a throne carved from a single piece of granite, was King Youm. His beard was long and braided, adorned with intricate metal clasps that glinted in the torchlight. His eyes, sharp and discerning, scanned the newcomers with a mixture of curiosity and caution.


    "State your business, travelers," King Youm''s voice boomed, echoing through the hall. The room fell silent, all eyes turning to Kieth and his companions.


    Kieth step forward as aleric and the others is trying to stop him because Kieth has a loud mouth that don''t know etiquette and maners because he is from another world. But in reality he''s just an ordinary man from the slums in the Philippines but all of them widen in shock when Kieth spoke.


    "Before that, sir, let us present our gift first! he formally said with a formal voice and demeanor. and bowed gracefully.


    The hall was momentarily stunned into silence as Kieth''s unexpected formality took everyone by surprise. Aleric, Garth, and Keriel exchanged worried glances because they knew Kieth was not like that, but they realized that Kieth was doing this to sway King Youm not to change sides to the demon lord''s army.


    "What,what is this?"king Youm ask as he holds a bottle of expensive liquor from Kieth''s world.


    As Kieth smile internally "come on you dumb drunken king. I search this world wiki it''s shows you love liquor like that and that fucker is not just the best it''s the rarest in my world. And the most expensive one in my home world money it can range at 10 million a bottle so don''t waste it dummy.


    "Oh, that''s the best and the highest quality of liquor you''ll ever lay your eyes on, your majesty," Kieth gracefully said, but his companion is puking and laughing internally because of Kieth''s formality.


    King Youm raised an eyebrow, intrigued yet skeptical. The dwarven warriors around him exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of curiosity and amusement. Keith''s sudden transformation into a formal diplomat was unexpected, and the tension in the hall began to dissipate, replaced by a sense of intrigue.


    "You speak boldly for one who is not of our kind," King Youm said, his voice steady but laced with a hint of amusement. "What makes you think I would accept a gift from an outsider?"


    Kieth took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment. "Your Majesty, I understand that trust must be earned, especially in a kingdom as proud as yours. But I assure you, this is not just any liquor. It is a rare vintage from my homeland, crafted with care and tradition. It symbolizes goodwill and respect for your people."


    King Youm leaned forward, his interest clearly piqued. "You speak of dark forces, young man. What do you know of these threats? And why should we, the proud dwarves of this kingdom, lend our strength to your cause?"


    As he spoke, Kieth carefully presented the bottle, its glass shimmering in the torchlight. The dwarves leaned in, their interest piqued. King Youm''s eyes narrowed as he examined the bottle, the intricate label catching the light.


    "Very well," the king said, his tone shifting slightly. "But know this: gifts are not merely tokens; they are a reflection of the giver''s intentions. If you wish to earn our favor, you must prove your worth beyond mere offerings."


    Kieth nodded, feeling a surge of determination. "I understand, Your Majesty. We come not just to offer gifts but to seek an alliance. Dark forces threaten our lands, and we believe that together, we can stand against them. And I the 5 hero ask of you to led us your strength"


    The hall fell silent again, the weight of Kieth''s words hanging in the air. Aleric, Garth, and Keriel exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of pride and concern. Kieth had always been impulsive, but now he was stepping into a role that required careful diplomacy.


    Kieth felt the weight of the king''s gaze upon him, the scrutiny of the dwarven warriors surrounding them. He took a moment to gather his thoughts, recalling the tales of the demon lord''s rise and the devastation it had wrought across the land. "Your Majesty, I come from a world where darkness is rising, where a demon lord seeks to conquer and enslave all who oppose him. I have seen the destruction he leaves in his wake, and I believe that if we do not unite, we will all fall to his tyranny."


    A murmur rippled through the hall, the dwarves exchanging glances as they processed Kieth''s words. King Youm''s expression remained inscrutable, but Kieth could sense the king''s curiosity growing. "And what makes you think that your plight is of any concern to us? We have our own battles to fight, our own enemies to contend with."


    Kieth took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment. "Because, Your Majesty, the demon lord''s ambitions do not stop at borders. He seeks to conquer all realms, and if he succeeds, your kingdom will not be spared. We may be from different worlds, but we share a common enemy. Together, we can forge a powerful alliance that will stand against the darkness."


    The hall was silent, the tension palpable as the dwarves considered Kieth''s words. Finally, King Youm leaned back in his throne, stroking his beard thoughtfully. "You speak with conviction, and I admire your bravery. But bravery alone does not win battles. What proof do you have that you are worthy of our trust? What can you offer beyond this bottle of liquor?"


    "This is what I''ve been waiting for,you bit the bait you drunk bastard. Now I got you bitch!"as he murmur internally. He fixes his posture and spoke again.


    "No , sir my strength!"


    Kieth''s voice rang out with newfound confidence, echoing through the grand hall. "I may not be a warrior of your kind, but I possess skills and weapons that can aid your kingdom. I have faced challenges that would make even the bravest of warriors tremble. I can strategize, gather intelligence, and rally others to our cause. I have seen the darkness firsthand, and I know how to combat it."


    "Weapon, you say? Tell me, 5th hero, what class are you?" King Youm asked, his voice booming into the hall.


    "Summoner sir!" As he said that king Youm just laughed histerically at what Kieth answer and all of the royal guards laugh too.


    "So you''re that summoner? What a summoner can do is summon a sword and sell it to the demon army to death?" King Youm mockingly said while laughing. And Eric glances at his other companions with a worried look. But Kieth spoke again.


    "Yeah, I can do that, but are you sure that''s all I can do? Let me remind you, Sir King Youm Salazar! I''m still the 5th hero of this realm. Don''t you wonder how the hell we made it here alive unscratched"


    The laughter in the hall began to fade as Kieth''s words hung in the air, a challenge wrapped in confidence. King Youm''s laughter turned into a thoughtful hum, his eyes narrowing as he considered Kieth''s assertion. The dwarven warriors around him exchanged glances, their amusement replaced by curiosity.


    "You claim to be the 5th hero," King Youm said, his voice steady but laced with skepticism. "But what proof do you have of your abilities? Words alone will not earn you our trust." As he said that, Kieth just smirked and said.


    "If you doubt my ability, you should try it firsthand," Kieth replied with a grin. The hall fell silent once more, the tension thickening as King Youm regarded Kieth with a mixture of intrigue and caution. The dwarven king leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his eyes narrowing as he considered the audacity of the young summoner before him.


    "You wish to prove yourself, then?" King Youm asked, his voice low and commanding. "Very well. We shall see if your bravado holds any merit. I will grant you a chance to demonstrate your skills. But know this: failure will not be taken lightly in my kingdom."


    "Fine by me, sir king. But let''s make it more exciting, shall we?" Keith suggests.


    "Ok, I''m listening " king Youm said intrigued in his voice.


    "If you beat me, I''ll give you a million of that liquor!" And King Youm''s eyes widen in shock at just the thought of a million bottles of that expensive liquor. "But if I best you, you''ll swear your loyalty to me!" He added. With a confident voice. And all of his companions sprang up, covered his mouth, and spoke.


    "We''re so sorry you''re majesty, this is just a little miss understanding please sir, don''t punish him or entertainment his challenge hes just not feeling well. Sorry sir we''re leave ." As they said that. King Youm stands up and laughs.


    "Ha! You have spirit, young summoner! I admire that," King Youm bellowed, his laughter echoing through the grand hall. The dwarven warriors around him chuckled, their initial skepticism giving way to amusement at Kieth''s audacity. "But you must understand, challenging a king is no small matter. You tread on dangerous ground. But¡­. I accepted.And all eyes of the people in the room widen as the king accepts the challenge.But in one more condition!"


    King Youm raised a hand, silencing the murmurs that rippled through the hall.


    "What condition?" Kieth asks.


    "You''ll hand over your little pet if I win!" King Youm said as Kieth''s eyes widened in shock.


    To be continued....

 Chapter 19: fight of the century!

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist!


    "Only I can summon those!"


    Chapter 19: fight of the century!


    Kieth''s heart raced as he processed King Youm''s condition. The thought of losing Mochi sent a wave of panic through him. The little creature had already become a cherished companion, and the idea of handing it over to the king was unthinkable. As the two prepare themselves for the duel. Kieth''s companion is trying to convince him not to fight King Youm, but Kieth decided to fight him from the beginning before they came to the dwarven kingdom.


    "What?! Did you just say you''d planned all of this all along? This is ridiculous, Sir Hero! The king of dwarves is on another level (he''s level 120); he''s levels above you to begin with. So how can you win against him with your current level? Even if you have that kind of lethality, it won''t matter for a gladiator like him." Sir Aleric panicked at their situation.


    "Don''t worry, I got some tricks or two up my sleeve. And besides, I don''t need to beat him. I just need to throw him out of the arena," Kieth replied with a smirk.


    Sir Aleric''s eyes widened in disbelief. "Throw him out? You do realize that this is a duel to the death, right? You can''t just toss a level 120 king out of the arena like he''s a sack of potatoes!"


    "And that''s my secret, my friend. Want to see how a measly summoner can throw hands and go toe to toe with a legendary gladiator? Well, you''re in the right show, my guy."


    Sir Aleric shook his head, his expression a mix of disbelief and concern. "This isn''t a game, Kieth! You''re talking about a life-or-death situation. You can''t just rely on tricks and hope for the best. What if something goes wrong?"


    "Listen, Sir Aleric, Garth, Keriel, and Lariel. We don''t have any choice here. Even if we change our approach here and try a talk-no-jutsu with that guy, it won''t work. While we walk around the castle, I heard guards say that there are many envoys from other countries that tried to talk to him but ended up in an arena fight and died. So talking isn''t an option here. The one he listens to here is his fist, so that''s what I will give him," Kieth explains with a serious look.


    Sir Aleric ran a hand through his hair, frustration evident in his posture. "I understand that, but you¡¯re still underestimating him. King Youm is not just any gladiator; he¡¯s a seasoned warrior with years of experience. You might have your tricks, but he has brute strength and skill that you can¡¯t just outsmart."


    "Man, don''t you trust me? The emperor put his full trust in me and even the other heroes, so you should too. And try to bet on me, I mean literally. Well, I heard people here bet on gladiators, so you should make the most of it," Kieth whispered to him.


    "Hahahaha, I will trust you, sir hero! My king said to trust you (King Maluckis, the beast king), so I''ll do that too, Grath shouted and laughed, tapping at Alaric''s back, making him cough. "Hey, you should too. Don''t you see his confidence? And watch the battle of the century!"He added.


    "Yeah, even if you have the most ridiculous ideas. We''re here to support you, Sir Hero, so we should do that. We will support you! Keriel and Lariel said in unison. And Keith just smirked. Then I''ll give you a show that you''ll never see!" Keith replied and turned around to walk to the arena to face King Youm.


    As Kieth stepped into the arena, the atmosphere crackled with tension. The crowd roared, a cacophony of cheers and jeers echoing off the stone walls. He could see King Youm standing at the opposite end, a towering figure clad in ornate armor that gleamed under the harsh sunlight. The king''s presence was imposing, his muscles rippling with power, and his eyes glinted with a mix of amusement and disdain.


    "Welcome everyone! Are you ready for the fight of our year? "the announcer shouted, and all the crowd cheered as he raised his hand to introduce the fighters. "In the red corner! Meet our undefeated, untouchable, unmatched, strongest gladiator in the dwarven kingdom! Our Berserker of the Black Field! King...Youm!!!!!!!!!!" As he shouted his name, the crowd cheered even louder.


    "Go beat that arrogant hero, majesty!"


    "Yeah, teach that summoner his place!"


    Kieth felt the weight of the crowd''s expectations pressing down on him, but he pushed it aside, focusing on the task at hand. He could hear the chants, the jeers, and the encouragements, but all that mattered was the duel ahead. He took a deep breath, centering himself as he prepared to face the king.


    "And in the blue corner!" the announcer continued, his voice booming across the arena. "We have the challenger, the one who dares to defy the might of King Youm! The Hero Summoners! The one who will show us the true meaning of courage! Give it up for the rumored demon lieutenant killer, the strongest summoner, Kieth Martin!!!"


    The crowd erupted into a mix of cheers and gasps, the name "Kieth Martin" echoing through the arena like a battle cry. Kieth raised his hand in acknowledgment, a confident grin plastered on his face, but inside, his heart raced with adrenaline and uncertainty. He could feel the weight of the moment pressing down on him, but he had to channel that energy into something productive. Man, now I know the feeling, Pac-Man! He murmured to himself.


    King Youm stepped forward, his armor clinking with each powerful stride. The king''s voice boomed across the arena, deep and resonant. "You dare challenge me, summoner? You will regret this decision!" His eyes narrowed, and Kieth could see the fire of battle igniting within them.


    "Regret? Nah, regrets aren''t in my resume, King Youm!" Kieth shot back, his voice steady despite the tremors of fear that threatened to creep in. He could feel the energy of his companions behind him, their unwavering support bolstering his resolve.


    "Are you going to fight me with just a measly normal clothes? Aren''t you a little too arrogant and underestimating me, sir hero?" King Youm asks.


    "Yeah, about that, open system! Summon exo suit level 3! Shotgun! Dragon''s breath bullets.


    System: Summon successful!


    System notification alert!


    The emergency quest has arrived!


    Defeat the king of dwarves to save mochi and gain his favor for humanity!


    Or hold your own against the adversary you cannot win against to gain his respect and favor!


    Reward for completing quest 1: instant level up 2x.


    Special summon upgrade x2


    Gundam summon shards 1x


    Summon weapons upgrade to tier 8!


    Mask Rider Hibiki transformation rune!


    Reward for completing the second quest:


    Gundam summon shards x1


    Special summon upgrade x1


    One up rune!(If the user died, he could return back to full health.)


    Failure to complete any of the quests will strip the user of 10% of his current stats, and his level will be reduced to level 40. (Note: all of the current weapons will be stripped too.)


    "Oh, oh... I take it back that you''re an arrogant kid; you might have the strength to back up your words. But even then, you''re still no match for me. You''re just a summoner, King Youm taunts.


    And after he summons his gear, all of the people''s jaws drop because this is their first time seeing a summoner able to equip their summon items. And it''s not a weapon of this world; it''s another world''s weapons and items.


    "Man, maybe this is going to be a tough fight for our king?" One citizen whispers.


    The announcer raised his hand, signaling the start of the duel. "Fighters, take your positions!"


    Kieth took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment settle on his shoulders. The arena was alive with energy, the crowd buzzing with anticipation. He could feel the eyes of the spectators on him, their hopes and fears mingling in the air. But he pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand.


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    King Youm stood across from him, a mountain of muscle and experience, his expression a mix of amusement and contempt. The king''s armor gleamed in the sunlight, and Kieth could see the intricate designs etched into the metal, symbols of his status and power.


    "Prepare yourself, summoner!" King Youm bellowed, his voice echoing through the arena. "I will show you the true meaning of strength!"


    Kieth smirked, his confidence bolstered by the exo suit he had summoned. "Bring it on, Your Majesty! I hope you can keep up! As he dashed towards the king, he used his skill, charge dash. The ground trembled beneath Kieth''s feet as he launched himself forward, the exosuit amplifying his speed and strength. He could feel the energy coursing through him, a surge of adrenaline that sharpened his focus. The crowd erupted into a frenzy, their cheers blending into a deafening roar as he closed the distance between himself and King Youm.


    "Foolish summoner!" King Youm growled, his voice a low rumble as he braced himself for the impact. The king''s muscles coiled like springs, ready to unleash a devastating counterattack. Kieth''s heart raced, but he pushed aside any lingering doubts. This was his moment.


    With a powerful thrust, Kieth activated his Charge Bash skill, propelling himself forward with a burst of energy. He aimed directly for King Youm''s midsection, hoping to catch the king off guard. The exosuit''s enhancements surged through him, and he felt a rush of power as he collided with the king.


    The impact was like a thunderclap, sending shockwaves through the arena. Kieth felt the force of the collision reverberate through his body, but he quickly regained his footing, ready for the next move. King Youm staggered back, surprise flickering in his eyes for just a moment before he regained his composure.


    "You have some speed, summoner, heh, and a summoner who can fight like you is fun! Bring it on, summoner; show me more!" King Youm admitted, a hint of respect creeping into his voice. "But speed alone won''t win this fight!" As he said that, something fell from the sky: a can of red and white metal. As King Youm looked at it, Kieth appeared behind him. Got a feeling you''d say that." As he said that, Kieth hid behind King Youm, and the can of metal that landed in front of King Youm exploded in a bright light with a deafening sound that made all the people around stagger and lose their balance for a second. As the king of dwarves staggered, Kieth didn''t waste the opportunity and used his suit''s other skill. "Charge punch! As he launches a powerful uppercut using his body momentum, he ducks down, making his punch more potent.


    The impact of Kieth''s uppercut connected with King Youm''s jaw, sending the king reeling backward. The crowd gasped collectively, a mix of shock and excitement rippling through the arena. Keith could hardly believe it himself; he had actually landed a hit on the legendary gladiator.


    King Youm stumbled but quickly regained his footing, his expression shifting from surprise to fury. "You dare strike me, summoner?!" he roared, his voice echoing like thunder. The king''s eyes blazed with a fierce intensity, and Kieth could see the muscles in his arms tense as he prepared to retaliate.


    "Yeah, I do!" Kieth shouted back, adrenaline coursing through his veins. He felt the weight of the crowd''s anticipation, their cheers fueling his determination. "And I¡¯m just getting started! As he said that, he summoned his shotgun again and dodged King Youm''s attacks while firing at him with dragon''s breath bullets.


    The arena erupted into chaos as Kieth unleashed a barrage of dragon''s breath bullets from his shotgun. The fiery projectiles streaked through the air, illuminating the arena with bursts of flame. King Youm, caught off guard by the sudden onslaught, raised his arms to shield himself, but the bullets found their mark, exploding against his armor with a series of deafening booms.


    "You think you can defeat me with mere tricks?!" King Youm bellowed, his voice a mix of anger and disbelief. He charged forward, his massive frame barreling through the smoke and debris, determined to close the distance between them.


    "Don''t worry, I got plenty, my king! As he said that, Kieth summoned a water bottle and threw it behind him. As he did that, King Youm jumped towards him, and he jumped back so the king would hit the water on the ground. As King Youm hit the water, Kieth changed weapons again. into a modern crossbow and fired a shock bolt at King Youm. With the water under him, the volt shocking ability increases tenfold.


    The shock bolt struck King Youm squarely in the chest, and the effect was immediate. The king''s body convulsed as the electricity coursed through him, amplified by the water beneath his feet. The crowd gasped in unison, their eyes wide with disbelief as they witnessed the legendary gladiator momentarily incapacitated. And dash forward, King Youm, and prepare a roundhouse kick, combining it with his skill; he attains a new skill, the charge kick.


    Keith''s heart raced as he felt the surge of energy from his Charge Kick skill. He could see King Youm struggling to regain his footing, the shock bolt still coursing through his body. This was his moment. With a fierce determination, Kieth launched himself forward, his leg swinging in a powerful arc aimed directly at the king''s head.


    The crowd held its breath, the tension palpable as Kieth''s foot connected with King Youm''s temple. The impact was explosive, sending the king sprawling to the ground. Dust and debris flew into the air, and for a brief moment, silence enveloped the arena. Kieth stood there, panting heavily, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he processed what had just happened.


    System notification!


    Your stamina: 40/6100


    "Fuck, this is bad. Using skill like that back to back eats away so much stamina rather than mana. I''m getting tired because of that. But that bastard isn''t getting more damage even after I threw my strongest attacks. He hasn''t hit me with all he''s got, like he''s toying with me. If it comes to worse, I''ll have to use my minigun or mask rider transformation, but I can''t risk it. If he destroys it, I can''t resummon it anymore. Tsk," Kieth said, clicking his tongue, and King Youm stood back up again with a smirk etched on his face.


    King Youm wiped the dust from his armor, his expression shifting from anger to a twisted sense of amusement. "You have spirit, summoner. I¡¯ll give you that. But you¡¯re still just a child playing with fire. You think you can defeat me with your tricks and gadgets?" His voice boomed across the arena, echoing off the stone walls.


    Kieth felt a surge of defiance rise within him. "I¡¯m not just playing, Your Majesty! I¡¯m here to win, and I¡¯m not backing down!" He steadied himself, trying to catch his breath as he prepared for the next round. The crowd was on the edge of their seats, their excitement palpable.


    "You¡¯ve surprised me so far, but let¡¯s see how you handle this!" King Youm roared, using his skill "king''s dominance," his voice reverberating through the arena. He charged forward, his massive frame moving with surprising speed. Keith''s heart raced as he braced himself for the impact.


    Keith''s instincts kicked in as he prepared to dodge the incoming onslaught. He could feel the ground tremble beneath King Youm''s feet, the sheer force of the king''s charge sending a ripple of fear through the crowd. This was no ordinary attack; it was a display of raw power that could easily crush him if he wasn''t careful.


    "Now or never!" Kieth shouted, channeling every ounce of energy he had left. He activated his exosuit''s agility boost, enhancing his reflexes just in time to sidestep the king''s charge. King Youm barreled past him, his momentum carrying him forward, but Kieth quickly pivoted and aimed his shotgun at the king''s back.


    "Dragon''s breath bullets!" Kieth yelled, pulling the trigger as a stream of fiery projectiles erupted from the barrel. The bullets struck King Youm, igniting his armor in a blaze of flames. The crowd gasped, a mix of awe and horror washing over them as they witnessed the legendary gladiator engulfed in fire.


    But King Youm was far from finished. With a roar, he turned to face Kieth, the flames licking at his armor but failing to deter him. "You think fire can stop me?!" he bellowed, his voice booming like thunder. "I am the king of the dwarves! I have faced far worse than this!"


    Keith''s heart raced as he realized he had underestimated the king''s resilience. "Okay, time for a change of tactics," he muttered to himself, quickly assessing the situation. He needed to outsmart King Youm, not just overpower him. The king''s brute strength was formidable, but Kieth had agility and strategy on his side.


    "Let¡¯s see how you handle this!" Kieth shouted, summoning a series of explosive traps around the arena. He activated them one by one, creating a maze of danger for King Youm to navigate. The traps detonated with deafening blasts, sending debris flying and creating a chaotic battlefield.


    King Youm, however, was undeterred. He charged through the explosions, his armor absorbing the blasts as he barreled toward Kieth. "You think you can hide behind tricks? Face me like a true warrior!" he roared, his eyes blazing with fury.


    Kieth''s mind raced as he dodged and weaved through the chaos, using his agility to stay one step ahead of the king. "I¡¯m not hiding, Your Majesty! I¡¯m just making it more interesting!" he shouted back, firing his shotgun again, this time aiming for the king''s legs to slow him down. Then show me more, Sir Hero! "


    The bullets struck true, and King Youm stumbled slightly, but he quickly regained his balance. "You¡¯re clever, summoner, but cleverness alone won¡¯t save you!" he growled, his voice low and menacing. He lunged forward, swinging a massive fist aimed directly at Kieth.


    Kieth barely managed to duck under the punch, feeling the rush of air as the king''s fist whistled past him. "That was close!" he gasped, adrenaline pumping through his veins. He needed to find a way to turn the tide in his favor.


    "Time for a little distraction," Kieth muttered, summoning a holographic decoy of himself. The decoy stood in place, mimicking Kieth''s movements while he slipped away to the side, preparing for his next move.


    King Youm, momentarily confused by the sudden appearance of the decoy, hesitated. "What trickery is this?" (Is he really a summoner? I haven''t seen one in my whole life! But seeing this king of fighters makes me want to fight more and more.) he growled, swinging at the hologram, only for his fist to pass through it harmlessly. "You think illusions will save you?"


    Kieth seized the opportunity, launching himself from the side with a powerful kick aimed at the king''s side. "No illusions here, just good old-fashioned strategy!" he shouted, connecting with the king''s ribs and sending him staggering.


    The crowd erupted into cheers, their excitement reaching a fever pitch as they witnessed Kieth''s tenacity. "Go, Kieth! Show him what you¡¯ve got!" they shouted, their voices echoing through the arena.


    King Youm, now visibly frustrated, glared at Kieth. "You¡¯re a thorn in my side, summoner! But I will crush you!" he roared, his voice filled with determination. He activated his own skill, "Berserker''s Fury," and the air around him crackled with energy.


    Kieth''s heart raced as he felt the shift in the atmosphere. "This is bad," he muttered, realizing that the king was about to unleash his full power. "I need to end this quickly."


    With a surge of determination, Kieth summoned his minigun, the weapon whirring to life as he aimed it at King Youm. "I hope you can handle this, Your Majesty!" he shouted, unleashing a torrent of bullets that rained down on the king.


    The arena erupted into chaos as the bullets struck King Youm, the sheer volume of firepower pushing him back. But even as the king staggered, Kieth could see the determination in his eyes. "You think this will stop me?!" King Youm roared, his voice filled with defiance.


    Berserker''s Fury effects: it increases user defense by 200% and attack by 100%.


    Kieth''s heart raced as he watched King Youm absorb the onslaught of bullets, the king''s armor glinting defiantly in the arena''s light. The sheer force of the minigun''s firepower was impressive, but it was clear that the legendary gladiator was far from finished. Kieth could see the determination etched on the king''s face, a fierce resolve that sent a shiver down his spine.


    "Come on, Kieth! You can do this!" he heard Sir Aleric''s voice ringing out from the sidelines, a reminder of the support he had behind him. The cheers of the crowd surged like a wave, fueling his adrenaline and pushing him to dig deeper.


    "Alright, time to up the ante!" Kieth shouted, his voice steady despite the chaos around him. He quickly switched tactics, summoning a series of explosive grenades and tossing them toward King Youm. The grenades detonated in rapid succession, creating a blinding flash of light and a deafening roar that echoed throughout the arena.


    King Youm, momentarily blinded by the explosions, staggered back, but his fury only intensified. "You think you can hide behind your toys?!" he bellowed, his voice booming through the smoke. "I will show you the true meaning of strength! As he said that, someone in the crowd isn''t happy to see King Youm getting beaten by a mere summoner.


    As the smoke began to clear, Kieth could see the king charging toward him, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. "This is it!" Kieth thought, his mind racing as he prepared for the inevitable clash. He activated his exosuit''s agility boost once more, enhancing his reflexes to their peak.


    "Let¡¯s see if you can keep up!" Kieth shouted, dashing to the side just as King Youm swung a massive fist in his direction. The punch missed by mere inches but destroyed some parts of the exosuit, and Kieth seized the opportunity to counterattack. He launched himself forward, aiming a powerful kick at the king''s knee, hoping to destabilize him. But then all of a sudden he couldn''t move, like something was binding his whole body. So King Youm used this opportunity to launch a flurry of attacks at Kieth.


    Kieth''s heart raced as he felt the sudden weight of an unseen force binding him in place. Panic surged through him, but he fought to maintain his composure. "What the¡ª?!" he gasped, struggling against the invisible restraints that seemed to tighten around him.


    King Youm, sensing his advantage, unleashed a flurry of powerful punches, each one aimed with deadly precision. "You thought you could outsmart me, summoner?!" he roared, his voice echoing through the arena as he landed a devastating blow to Kieth''s midsection. The impact knocked the wind out of him, and he gasped for breath, his vision blurring momentarily.


    System notification!


    You have suffered a critical hit!


    Your health now is 2000/6100.


    Kieth grunted as he felt the force of King Youm''s punch reverberate through his body. The crowd gasped collectively, their excitement turning to concern as they witnessed the legendary gladiator unleash his fury. Kieth struggled against the invisible bindings, his mind racing as he tried to figure out a way to break free.


    "Come on, Kieth! You can¡¯t give up now!" Kariel and Lariel shouted from the sidelines, their voices cutting through the chaos. Kieth could feel the weight of his companions'' support, their unwavering belief in him igniting a spark of determination within. "Fuck, the hell, I don''t remember he has this kind of skill. "As he said that, another kick was sent to him, and he was able to block it with his remaining exosuit, minimizing the damage to him.


    You suffered -500 damage.


    Health: 1500/6100


    As Kieth realizes there''s someone interfering with their battle, he looks around while still blocking King Youm''s attacks. And finally, King Youm noticed that he couldn''t move freely, so he used his appraisal skill and saw the binding to Keith''s body.


    "So that''s how you''d play, huh? You dare to intervene in the king''s duel, huh?! he shouted and turned his gaze and landed on a hooded man from the audience, and the man just smirked. "Well, we have a deal, Sir Youm! And I''m just giving you an assistant to win; I''m just doing my deal of the deal here. Helping you," the hooded man replied with a grin.


    King Youm''s eyes narrowed, a mix of anger and confusion swirling within them. "You think you can interfere in a duel of honor?!" he bellowed, his voice echoing through the arena. The crowd was in an uproar, their excitement turning to shock as they realized the implications of the hooded man''s actions.


    "Release him now; I will beat him fair and square," King Youm asked the hooded man.


    "What if I don''t?" the hooded man smugly replies.


    "Then, I''ll be the one who''s going to kill you!"


    Tp be continued....

 Chapter 20: Do or Die!

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    "Only I can summon those!"


    Chapter 20: Do or Die!


    The arena was a whirlwind of chaos, the air thick with tension and the scent of smoke and dust. Kieth''s heart raced as he sprinted toward the edge, the beeping of the sentry gun echoing in his ears like a countdown to his salvation.


    He could feel Kurakabe''s dark energy swirling behind him, a palpable threat that urged him to move faster. But as he was turning his head, he saw a kid under a hiding table, as he muttered, "Fuck!!!" He dashed back to save the kid while Kurakabe was running towards him. Then he uses his Faiz transformation, which is a one-use-only skill, and presses the rider belt code 558.


    As the mechanical voice reverberated, Mode accepted. Faiz overdrive commencing! Go ahead!"The mechanical voice said as his mask rider form transformed into an all-black and silver form, and his movements became unseen to the naked eye as everything came to a stop while he ran faster than time.


    System notification!


    Notice! User is using Faiz''s special skill "overdrive."


    You can now stop time and still move in 15 seconds. Cool down for 1 hour.


    By using this skill, your rider belt durability will be used as collateral for the time being, as the user has not yet met the requirements to transform yet. Durability use is 10% per skill use.


    Countdown commencing!


    15


    "Just a little longer!" Kieth muttered, glancing back to see the demon general charging toward him, shadows coiling around his fists like serpents ready to strike. The crowd''s cheers faded into a distant roar and panic as they ran for their lives, their voices a mere backdrop to the impending clash.


    14


    "Damn it."


    Keith''s mind raced as he calculated his next move. The kid under the table was frozen in fear, eyes wide and trembling. Kieth couldn''t let Kurakabe reach him. He had to act fast.


    13


    With a surge of adrenaline, Kieth lunged forward, his black and silver form a blur as he reached the table. He scooped the child up effortlessly, cradling him against his chest. The boy''s small hands gripped Kieth''s armor, his face buried in the fabric, seeking safety.


    12


    "Hold on tight!" Kieth shouted, his voice barely breaking through the chaos. He could feel the weight of the world on his shoulders, but he had no time to dwell on it. He had to get them both out of here.


    11


    As he turned to sprint back toward the arena''s exit, he could see Kurakabe''s shadow stretching ominously behind him, the demon general''s eyes burning with fury. Kieth''s heart pounded in sync with the countdown, each second a reminder of the danger closing in.


    10


    As he runs fast, all of a sudden a system notification alert pops up.


    System notification alert!


    Warning, warning, warning!


    The enemy is forcing th time stop skill(overdrive) to move again.


    Warning, warning, warning!


    Time has been reduced.


    5


    As he turned his head, he saw Kurakabe already behind him. And slash him with a giant axe. But Kieth is faster than him, so he ducks and activates his attack skill. 521 Accepted! Rider kick is ready!" The mechanical voice said, and Kieth did a roundhouse kick that directly hit Kurakabe''s body, sending him a few feet.


    System notification!


    The enemy suffered a critical hit! - 10,500


    Enemy remaining health: 260,500.


    "Fuck, that''s way too high a health count!"


    Keith''s mind raced as he processed the damage he had just dealt. The numbers flashed in his mind like a warning sign, but there was no time to dwell on it. Kurakabe was already recovering, his eyes narrowing as he glared at Kieth with a mix of rage and disbelief.


    "You''re faster than I expected, little insect," Kurakabe growled, his voice a low rumble that sent chills down Kieth''s spine. The demon general''s massive form shifted, shadows swirling around him like a storm. "But speed alone won''t save you! as Kurakabe uses his unique skill. "Now let''s see who''s faster than the two of us!" As he activates his skill, "blink, he teleports behind Kieth and pinches him up to the sky. But before the punch landed, he successfully and gently threw the little girl to the ground so she wouldn''t get caught by the bone-crushing punch. As Kieth braced himself for impact as the punch connected, he shielded himself with his two arms and hoped this punch wouldn''t kill him. And shouted, "Summon Medkit level 3!" As his body flung into the sky, his world spinning, pain all over his body.


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    System notification!


    You suffered 6000 points!


    Your mask raiders transformation durability has been reduced to 30%.


    Warning, warning, warning!!


    User''s life point is at a critical point!


    User needs to bail! I mean now!


    Warning, warning, warning!!


    User''s life point is at a critical point!


    User needs to bail! I mean now!


    Keith''s mind raced as he plummeted, the ground rushing up to meet him. He could feel the remnants of Kurakabe''s punch reverberating through his body, a painful reminder of the demon general''s overwhelming power. But he had no time to dwell on the pain; he had to act fast.


    "Medkit, activate!" he gasped, the words barely escaping his lips as he felt the familiar warmth of the healing energy enveloping him. The system notification chimed in his mind, the glow of the medkit''s interface illuminating his vision even as he fell.


    Medkit level 3 activated! Restoring 3,000 life points!


    User now had 3100 life points!


    As the healing energy surged through him, Kieth felt the pain begin to fade, his body mending itself even as he continued to fall. He could see Kurakabe leaping into the air, shadows swirling around him like a dark halo, preparing to deliver a finishing blow.


    "For fuck''s sake! Come on! Let''s do this! Open system privilege!


    System notification!


    System privilege is now open, please.


    Enter/speak your request summon!


    As Keith''s mind raced because of the tons of options, he shouted, Just give me anything that can kill these freaks! "


    System notification!


    Summoning random combat support...


    Summon successful!


    The summon list is.


    Proton cannon (Iron Man) (one use only because the weapon''s criteria haven''t been met yet!)


    Nuke bomb one use only because the weapon''s criteria haven''t been met yet!"For fuck''s sake, this is for final boss stuff. If I use this, the kid will be caught in the blast. So I need something that will deal the blow without risking the kid''s life." As he said that, many movies, anime, TV shows, fictional works, and game weapons appeared.


    Kieth''s mind raced as he scanned the chaotic array of weapons and abilities flashing before him. He needed something precise, something that could take down Kurakabe without endangering the child he had just saved. The countdown continued, each second a reminder of the urgency of his situation.


    "Come on, come on!" he muttered, desperation creeping into his voice. He focused on the options, trying to filter out the dangerous ones. "I need something that can hit hard but won''t cause collateral damage!"


    Blade of Chaos (Kratos G.O.W.) (one use only because the weapon''s criteria haven''t been met yet!)


    Devil Sword Dante (Dante DMC) is a one-use only because the weapon''s criteria haven''t been met yet! )


    System notification!


    The system suggestion is that the proton cannon is the choice; it''s powerful enough to kill or damage the enemy to the point that it will force them to retreat and not harm the civilian. And the proton cannon is matched with the Masked Rider Faiz moveset. The AP user can combine it with Faiz. And the damage it can cause to your surroundings is minimal in area range.


    4


    Kieth''s heart raced as he weighed his options, the countdown echoing in his mind like a relentless drum. The chaos of the arena faded into the background, and all he could focus on was the looming threat of Kurakabe and the child he had just saved.


    "Proton cannon," he muttered, his voice steadying as he made his decision. "Now come to papa!"


    System notification!


    Proton cannon selected! Preparing for deployment!


    As the mechanical voice chimed, Kieth felt a surge of energy coursing through him. The black and silver armor of his Faiz transformation shimmered, and a sleek, futuristic cannon materialized in his hands, its barrel glowing with a menacing light.


    3


    Kieth aimed the proton cannon at Kurakabe, who was still suspended in the air, shadows swirling around him like a tempest. The demon general''s eyes widened in disbelief as he realized what Kieth was about to do.


    "You''re a fool to think you can defeat me!" Kurakabe roared, his voice echoing through the arena.


    "I know! But now see you in hell, fuckface! If you survive this!" Kieth''s finger tightened on the trigger of the proton cannon, the weight of the moment pressing down on him. He could feel the energy building, a crackling force that surged through the weapon and into his very being. The arena seemed to hold its breath, the chaos around him fading into a tense silence as he prepared to unleash his final attack.


    With a roar that matched Kurakabe''s, Kieth pulled the trigger. A brilliant beam of energy erupted from the cannon, illuminating the darkened arena with a blinding light. The air crackled with power as the proton blast surged toward the demon general, who was still suspended in mid-air, shadows swirling around him in a desperate attempt to shield himself.


    "NO!" Kurakabe bellowed, his voice filled with rage and disbelief as the beam struck him head-on. The impact was cataclysmic, a shockwave of energy that rippled through the arena, sending debris flying and causing the ground to tremble beneath as the large blast struck Kurakabe (note: if you want to imagine it, think about a giant Bifrost from Thor or from JJK that skill Jacobs ladder). As the proton cannon blast is still hitting Kurakabe, something flew through it and struck Kieth''s chest. As the two of them fell into the sky, Kurakabe fell into a giant hole made by the proton cannon. His body is not moving, and his whole body is burnt as the system notification alert pops up. Kieth''s body fell into a deep cliff.


    System notification!


    Your enemy suffered critical damage! -200,000!


    "Heh, now we''re even, fuckface!"


    User has suffered critical damage! -3050


    User remaining life point: 50/6100 (bleeding)


    User life points will decrease by 1 every hour.


    As the system notification pops up again and again, his vision blurs into darkness as his body falls into the abyss, and one sound he hears before his consciousness fades.


    "Meow!"


    Meanwhile, Aleric, Keriel, Grath, and Lariel are with the citizens as they escape with them. They looked back; they could see the coliseum explode into pieces.


    "Kieth, I hope he escapes! Keriel murmurs as she''s holding Mochi (the cat, but in reality it''s a behemoth. Kieth saved him last time), but all of a sudden Mochi jumps out to her grapes.


    Mochi landed gracefully on the ground, his fur shimmering in the sunlight as he transformed from the small, seemingly ordinary cat into a massive behemoth. The ground trembled slightly beneath his weight, and the citizens gasped in awe and fear. Aleric, Grath, and Lariel exchanged glances, their expressions a mix of surprise and admiration.


    ¡°Mochi!¡± Keriel exclaimed, her voice a blend of concern and excitement. ¡°What are you doing? We need to keep moving!¡± but mochi runs towards the blast where Kieth is fighting.


    "No mochi, you can''t do that there!" Aleric shouted as the carriage moved further and further to mochi.


    Mochi, now a towering behemoth, charged toward the remnants of the coliseum, his massive paws pounding against the ground with a force that sent tremors through the earth. The citizens, still reeling from the chaos, watched in a mix of awe and fear as the creature barreled forward, determined to reach Kieth.


    ¡°Mochi, wait!¡± Keriel cried, her heart racing. She could feel the urgency in the air, the remnants of the battle still crackling with energy. ¡°He¡¯s in danger! We need to get out of here!¡±


    But Mochi was undeterred, his instincts guiding him toward the source of the chaos. As he approached the crater left by the proton cannon, the air shimmered with residual energy, and the ground was littered with debris. The once-mighty arena was now a smoldering ruin, and the echoes of Kieth¡¯s battle still reverberated in the air.


    Aleric, Grath, and Lariel exchanged worried glances, their resolve hardening. ¡°We can¡¯t let him go alone,¡± Aleric said, his voice steady. ¡°If Kieth is still alive, he¡¯ll need our help,¡± but he''s suddenly stopped by King Youm.


    "No, you lads stay with my people. I''ll be the one who goes after the kitten. I owe that kid for saving my ass, so this is the very least I can do."


    Aleric opened his mouth to protest, but the fierce determination in King Youm''s eyes silenced him. The king had always been a man of action, and this was no different. He turned to the others, his voice firm. "You must protect the citizens. I¡¯ll find Kieth and bring him back. He¡¯s not done yet."


    With that, King Youm sprinted toward the crater, his armor glinting in the sunlight as he moved with purpose. The ground shook beneath him, remnants of the battle still crackling with energy. He could feel the heat radiating from the scorched earth, a reminder of the power that had just been unleashed.


    As he reached the edge of the crater, he peered into the depths, his heart racing. The sight was both awe-inspiring and terrifying. The remnants of the proton cannon blast had created a massive chasm, as he saw the giant hole Keith''s last attack create, but no one was there, so he shouted, "Keith!!! Hey lad!" As he shouted, Mochi isn''t there too." Keith, big kitten!"


    Keith''s world faded to black, the chaos of the arena replaced by an eerie silence. He felt weightless, suspended in a void where time and pain ceased to exist. The last remnants of his consciousness flickered like a dying flame, and he clung to the memory of the child he had saved, the adrenaline-fueled rush of battle, and the satisfaction of delivering a blow to Kurakabe.


    But the darkness was not empty. A soft, persistent sound broke through the silence, pulling him back from the brink. "Meow." It was a gentle, almost comforting sound, like a distant echo of a life he had fought to protect. Keith''s mind began to stir, and he felt a warmth enveloping him, a flicker of life amidst the shadows.


    To be continued¡­.

 Chapter 21: draw

    System notification!


    You have healed +2 health points!


    Health 45+2


    System notification!


    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist!


    Only I can summon those!"


    Chapter 21: draw


    You have healed +2 health points!


    Health 47+2


    Kieth''s consciousness flickered like a candle in the wind, the darkness around him slowly giving way to a soft, warm light. The sound of gentle purring filled his ears, and he felt a familiar weight resting against his side. As he slightly opened his eyes, the world around him came into focus, revealing a serene landscape bathed in golden sunlight.


    "Meow?"


    System notification!


    You have healed +2 health points!


    Health 49+2


    "Who''s that? And¡­. what is this taste? Tastes like medicine," Kieth weakly asks himself while still unable to see well. What happened?"


    "Meow?"


    "Is that you, Mo¡ª" As he''s about to speak, his mouth is suddenly forced to open, and something liquid slides down his throat. "Man, it''s bitter."


    "Meow." As the creature meows at him, he realizes it was his bond mochi.


    System notification!


    You have healed +2 health points!


    Health 80+2


    "Oh, I see. I remember now, so you''re giving me medicine? Thank you, Mochi. I don''t know what will happen to me if you aren''t here to save my ass," he weakly said and brushed Mochi''s head.Now where were we? I think it''s a cave, but the last time I remember I was stabbed and fell into a cliff," he said as the memory was blurry in his head.


    "That damn demon general, I think he suffered so much damage too. Hey, system?! Where are we, and how long have I been sleeping?" he asks the system while summoning a medkit.


    System Notification!


    Location: Enchanted Cave of Resurgence


    Time Elapsed: 72 hours since the last encounter


    Health Status: 1180/6200


    Current Buff: Healing Aura (+2 Health Points every 5 minutes) by taking the healing herb.


    "Meow?"


    "Yeah, I''m fine. Thanks for the herbs. I''m sorry you need to climb that high and fight monsters just to heal me. But now you can rest. I''ll take care of everything here and out." As he said that, Kieth looked at the dead body of tons of magic beasts and monsters and turned to Mochi, who is badly hurt too. And summon a two-level 3 medkit, but all of a sudden he can''t buy more than one.


    "Fuck, why? Are you joking right?"


    System notification!


    There''s an error occurring in your system that needs to be rebooted before summoning any weapons. Rebooting time needed 24 hours.


    After 24, the system will resume normally.


    "That damn long? Tsk."


    Do you want to reboot the system?


    Yes, no?


    "Hey, wait, wait, wait!!" Can I just at least access my item box? and suddenly his item box opened, and Kieth pulled out the necessary things he needed: a bag, battle water, food packs, guns and ammo, a crossbow and bolts, a sleeping bag, and one medkit level 3.


    "Ok, system, use level 3 medkit to mochi."


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    "Do you want to use the level 3 medkit to bond named mochi?


    Yes, no?


    "Yes."


    System notification!


    Using Level 3 Medkit on bond named Mochi...


    Healing in progress...


    System notification!


    Mochi''s health has been restored by 150 health points!


    Health Status: Mochi 150/150


    "Meow!" Mochi purred, the warmth of the healing energy enveloping him. His fur began to shine, and he looked up at Kieth with bright, grateful eyes.


    "You''re looking better already, buddy," Kieth said, relief washing over him. "Now, let''s see what we can do about our situation."


    "Ok, now that I''m prepared, system, do your thing! Reboot now." As he commanded, he just heard a system sound and silence.


    System notification!


    Rebooting system... Please wait.


    Kieth took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the situation settle on his shoulders. The cave was eerily quiet now, the only sounds being the soft purring of Mochi and the distant echoes of dripping water. He glanced around, taking in the remnants of the battle that had taken place. The bodies of the magic beasts lay strewn about, a testament to the ferocity of the fight.


    "Ok then, let''s get moving, Mochi. Let''s go!"


    With a determined nod, Kieth stood up, feeling the strength returning to his limbs. The healing aura from the herbs was still working its magic, and he could feel the energy coursing through him. Mochi hopped off his side, stretching and shaking off the remnants of fatigue.


    "Meow!" Mochi chirped, ready for action.


    Meanwhile, 72 hours after the intense battle in the dwarven kingdom, all of the kings and queens of all the kingdoms gather again to discuss it.


    As emperor, Vladimir called all the kings and queens to their attention.


    As the best king of the Beastmen kingdom. And Queen Jessabel Oseidon U of the Merman Kingdom, and Queen Valeria of the Dragon Kingdom, and King Eldrin of the Elves Kingdom. And other great nations.


    The atmosphere in the grand hall was tense as the leaders of the kingdoms gathered around a massive, intricately carved table. The flickering torches cast dancing shadows on the stone walls, and the air was thick with anticipation. Emperor Vladimir, a figure of authority and wisdom, stood at the head of the table, his piercing gaze sweeping over the assembled kings and queens.


    "Thank you all for coming on such short notice," Vladimir began, his voice steady. "We are here to discuss the fate of our fifth hero, Kieth, and the implications of his recent battle against the demon general."


    Queen Jessabel of the Merman Kingdom leaned forward, her expression a mix of concern and curiosity. "What do we know of his condition? Tell us sir aleric,?"


    "Indeed," Aleric interjected, his voice smooth yet grave. "The reports from the battlefield indicated that Kieth faced the demon general alone after we were forced to retreat. It was a reckless decision, but one made for the sake of the civilians. And that''s his order to us."


    "Reckless or not, he succeeded," Queen Valeria of the Dragon Kingdom added, her fiery spirit evident. "He defeated one of the nine demon generals. That is no small feat, and for a person who has what everyone called the weakest class, his name will be written in our history. We must honor his sacrifice."


    "What are you talking about, history? Huh, Sir Kieth isn''t dead! He is alive!" King Eldrin interjects with a determined look.


    "How are you certain with that, Eldrin? Are you saying that because you''re a king who believes in Keith''s ability to survive or the fact that you want him to live because your granddaughter likes him?" King Maluckis interrupted him.


    The tension in the grand hall escalated as King Maluckis''s words hung in the air, a challenge to King Eldrin''s conviction. The other leaders exchanged glances, some nodding in agreement while others frowned at the implication of favoritism.


    "Enough!" Emperor Vladimir''s voice cut through the murmurs, commanding attention. "We are not here to bicker over personal feelings. We need facts. Aleric, what do we know about Kieth''s current status?"


    Aleric cleared his throat, his expression serious. "The last reports indicated that Kieth was gravely injured after his encounter with the demon general. After his pet mochi follow him we don''t know anything after that."


    The room fell silent, the weight of Aleric''s words settling heavily on the gathered leaders. Each king and queen exchanged worried glances, the gravity of the situation pressing down on them like a thick fog.


    "Then we must send a search party," Queen Jessabel suggested, her voice firm. "We cannot leave our hero to fend for himself, especially after such a battle. If he is alive, he needs our help."


    "Agreed," Queen Valeria chimed in, her fiery spirit igniting a sense of urgency. "We owe it to him to ensure his safety. He fought for us; now we must fight for him."


    King Eldrin nodded, his expression resolute. "I will lead the search party myself. Kieth has proven himself time and again, and I will not abandon him now."


    While the king and queens are bickering about Kieth''s whereabouts, his real party, the 5 heroes party, is saddened by the news that he was defeated in the battle, and it''s not certain if he lives or not. And the one who was affected the most is his childhood friend Josh, the divine sword master (or sword saint, or whatever you want to call it).


    "Damn it, Kieth, I told you not to punch your luck," Josh said, clenching his fist.


    "Hey bruh, don''t worry. Kieth won''t go down like that. He''s strong. Like you said, he''s like a cockroach; you can''t get rid of him that easily," Caine said to their friend.


    "Well, the chance is lower, but there''s still a high chance he''s still alive, so don''t lose hope, Josh," Vismond added.


    "Yeah, that guy is the last person you will expect to die in this world. He''s an Isekai fanatic remember?" Chris chime in.


    Josh took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart. The words of his friends echoed in his mind, but the weight of uncertainty pressed heavily on him. "I know he''s strong, but this time¡­ this time it was different. He faced a demon general alone. What if he didn''t make it?"


    Caine placed a reassuring hand on Josh''s shoulder. "We can''t think like that. Kieth has always found a way to come back, no matter how dire the situation. Remember the time he took on that entire horde of goblins just to save that village? He''s resourceful."


    "Resourceful or not, he''s still just one person against a powerful enemy," Josh replied, his voice tinged with frustration. "I should have been there with him. I should have fought by his side."


    Vismond shook his head. "You know it wasn''t possible. We had to retreat to protect the civilians. Kieth made the right call, even if it was a hard one. We all agreed to it."


    Chris nodded in agreement. "And we can''t forget that he has a pet now, and for fuck no reason he will pick up something useless, so I think he''s in better hands."


    Josh sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I just wish we had more information. The kings and queens are arguing about him, but they don''t know what we know. They don''t know how stubborn he is."


    "That''s true," Caine said, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "And if they''re sending a search party, that means they believe he''s still alive. We should join them. We can''t just sit here and wait, and besides, his girl looks not worried, so that''s a plus." As he said that, we can see Princess Lyra holding the half of the amulet she gave Kieth before he left." I know you''re still alive. I know you are because you haven''t used the amulet of the Phoenix." As she said that, the amulet gave a faint glow as we went back to Kurakabe''s side at the demon king general meeting.


    They''re discussing too about Kieth and kurakabe now in bed healing because of what Kieth attack did to him.


    "Graaahhhhhh damn you damn you brattt!! I swear the next time I see you, you damn summoner! I promise to rip your head off your shoulder!" Kurakabe shouted as the healers tried to heal his burned body.


    The atmosphere in the demon king''s chamber was thick with tension and anger. Kurakabe, the demon general, writhed in pain as the healers worked diligently to mend his wounds. The remnants of Kieth''s powerful attack still smoldered on his skin, a constant reminder of the battle that had left him defeated.


    "Calm yourself, Kurakabe," a deep voice rumbled from the shadows. It was the Demon King, a figure cloaked in darkness, his eyes glowing with a sinister light. "Your rage will not change the outcome of the battle. We must focus on our next move. And now that summoner is gone thanks to you."


    "Tsk, he died just falling off a cliff; I want to kill him myself!" Kurakabe shouted, his voice laced with frustration and pain. The healers continued their work, but Kurakabe''s anger was palpable, filling the chamber with a dark energy.


    "Your obsession with this summoner is clouding your judgment," the Demon King replied, his tone calm yet authoritative. "We have more pressing matters to attend to. The other demon generals are already plotting their next moves, and we cannot afford to be distracted by personal vendettas."


    Kurakabe gritted his teeth, the pain from his wounds only fueling his fury. "That brat humiliated me! He defeated me when I was at my strongest! A mere level 62 defeated me? Level 300? Tsk. I will not rest until I have my revenge!"


    "Focus, Kurakabe," the Demon King commanded, his voice cutting through the haze of anger. "We must regroup and strategize. The summoner may have escaped for now, but he is not invincible. We will find him, and when we do, you will have your chance for revenge."


    Kurakabe''s breathing slowed, the promise of vengeance igniting a flicker of hope within him. "You''re right. I will not let this humiliation stand. But I want him alive. I want him to suffer for what he did to me."


    The Demon King nodded, a sinister smile creeping across his lips. "Then we shall make it our mission to track him down. The other generals will be eager to join the hunt. We will use this opportunity to not only reclaim our honor but to crush the spirit of the heroes who dare to oppose us."


    Meanwhile, at the cliff, Kieth is still thousands of feet away. Still searching for his way out while fighting a mana beast while his system is still rebooting. Now his heel is still at 30%.


    "Man, why do mountain climbers like to climb mountains on their rest day if it''s tiring? Man, what a mess." As he said that, we could see him walking sideways at a cliff; inside the cliff, he fell into it.


    To be continued.

 Chapter 22: all by myself!

    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist!


    "Only I can summon those!"


    Chapter 22: all by myself!


    Kieth took a deep breath, the cool mountain air filling his lungs as he steadied himself against the rocky wall. The remnants of the battle still echoed in his mind, but he pushed those thoughts aside. Right now, he needed to focus on the present. While he waits for his system to go back online. He needs to go back to the kingdom of dwarves.


    "Ok, now that I don''t have a system to help me navigate my skills and summons, I have to do with what I have. With the system now under reboot, I can''t summon any, so how about we get going now, Mochi?" he said, and Mochi just meowed at him.


    M16 enhanced level 4 30/30 (with two magazines of normal bullets and 1 magazine of dragon''s breath)


    Flash bomb 2/2


    Grande 2/2


    Crossbow 16/16 normal bolt


    Shock bolt 5/5


    Flash bolt 2/2


    Gas bolt 1/1


    Explosive bolt 2/2


    Medkit 0/0


    M.t.e pack 3/3


    Binoculars


    Walkie-talkie


    M1 pistol level 4 (3 full mags)


    Mochi level 1 (full health)


    Kieth: health: 1800/6200


    Kieth glanced down at his bag, mentally calculating his options. The M16 was his most reliable weapon, but he had to be strategic about how he used his ammunition. The dragon''s breath rounds could be a game-changer against any fire-resistant foes he might encounter in the mountains, but he needed to save them for a critical moment.


    As Kieth pondered his next move, he gazed out at the rugged landscape before him. The mountains stretched out in every direction, their peaks shrouded in a misty veil. He knew that the kingdom of Dwarven was nestled deep within these mountains, but without his system to guide him, he''d have to rely on his own wits and navigation skills to find his way.


    Mochi, sensing Kieth''s unease, rubbed against his leg, meowing softly. Keith reached down to scratch the cat''s ears, feeling a sense of comfort in the simple gesture.


    "Alright, Mochi," he said, "let''s get moving. We''ll have to be careful, though. Without the system, we''re flying blind. But let''s work this out!"


    System: Rebooting progress 12%


    As they climbed the cliff, Kieth took in his surroundings, trying to get a sense of direction. He knew that the kingdom of Dwarven was nestled deep within the mountains, but without his system to guide him, he''d have to rely on his own navigation skills.


    "Shit, we got really far, that damn demon. Thank God I still remember a few survival skills from middle school," he murmurs.


    He looked up at the sky, trying to get a sense of the sun''s position. It was mid-morning, and the moon was high in the sky. He used this to estimate the direction he needed to go.


    "Alright, Mochi, I think we need to head east," he said, adjusting his course. "The kingdom should be somewhere in that direction, or maybe I need to climb a higher vantage point to look. Where are we?"


    As Kieth and Mochi continued on their journey, the rugged terrain proved to be a challenge. The steep cliffs and rocky outcroppings forced them to navigate through narrow ledges and treacherous paths. Keith''s eyes scanned the horizon, searching for any sign of the kingdom, but the misty veil that shrouded the mountains made it difficult to see more than a few hundred feet ahead.


    Mochi, sensing Kieth''s frustration, stayed close to his side, her eyes fixed on the path ahead. Kieth reached down to scratch her ears, feeling a sense of comfort in the simple gesture.


    As they climbed higher, the air grew thinner, and Kieth''s breathing became more labored. He paused to catch his breath, gazing out at the breathtaking view below. The mountains stretched out in every direction, their peaks rising like giants from the earth. As they finally reach the highest point in the mountains. He used his binoculars to look where they are.


    Kieth steadied himself at the summit, the wind whipping around him as he pulled out his binoculars. He adjusted the focus, scanning the vast expanse of rugged terrain that lay before him. The mist still clung to the mountains, but as he peered through the lenses, he began to make out shapes in the distance.


    "Come on, come on," he muttered under his breath, willing the view to clear. He spotted a glimmer of light reflecting off something far below¡ªa sign of civilization. His heart raced as he focused in on the area. There it was! A cluster of stone structures nestled in a valley, surrounded by towering peaks. The kingdom of Dwarven!


    Look, Mochi!"he exclaimed, pointing toward the distant settlement. "I think I see it! We''re not far now!"


    Mochi meowed in response, her tail flicking with excitement. Kieth felt a surge of hope. If he could reach the kingdom, he could find help, restock his supplies, and maybe even get his system back online. But first, he had to navigate the treacherous descent.


    He carefully tucked the binoculars away and took a moment to plan his route. The path down was steep and rocky, and he needed to be cautious. One misstep could send him tumbling down the mountainside.


    "Alright, Mochi, we need to take it slow," he said, glancing at the cat. "Stick close to me, and let''s watch our footing."


    With a determined nod, Kieth began his descent, carefully placing each foot on the uneven ground. The rocky terrain was unforgiving, and he could feel the weight of his gear pulling him down. Mochi followed closely, her small paws deftly navigating the rocks as she kept pace with him.


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    As they made their way down, Kieth''s mind raced with thoughts of what awaited them in the kingdom of Dwarven. Would they be welcomed? Would he find allies to help him in his quest? The memories of the battle still lingered, but he pushed them aside, focusing on the task at hand.


    Halfway down the slope, Kieth paused to catch his breath. He scanned the area, taking in the beauty of the mountains around him. The sun broke through the mist, casting a warm glow over the landscape. It was a stark contrast to the chaos he had just escaped.


    Suddenly, a rustling sound broke the tranquility of the moment. Keith''s instincts kicked in, and he turned sharply, scanning the area for any signs of danger. Mochi, too, perked up, her ears twitching as she focused on the noise.


    "Stay close, Mochi," Kieth whispered, gripping the M16 tightly. He knew that the mountains could harbor all sorts of creatures, some friendly and others not so much. The last thing he needed was to encounter a hostile beast or a band of marauders while he was still recovering from the battle.


    The rustling grew louder, and Kieth''s heart raced. He crouched low, peering through the underbrush. Just as he was about to move forward, a small figure burst through the foliage¡ªa mountain goat, its white fur gleaming in the sunlight. It bounded gracefully down the slope, oblivious to Kieth and Mochi.


    Kieth let out a breath he didn''t realize he was holding. "Man, just a goat," he chuckled softly, shaking his head at his own jumpiness. "But we should still be careful."


    With the goat now out of sight, Kieth took a moment to steady his nerves. The mountains were alive with sounds, and he needed to remain vigilant. He glanced at Mochi, who seemed unfazed by the encounter, her tail flicking playfully as she chased after a butterfly that had flitted past.


    "Focus, Mochi, we can''t afford to lose focus," he said, a smile creeping onto his face despite the tension. "We have a kingdom to reach. and learn if everyone is safe there and then head back to the capital."


    Kieth took a deep breath, shaking off the remnants of anxiety that had gripped him moments before. The sight of the mountain goat had reminded him that not all encounters in the wild were dangerous. Still, he couldn''t let his guard down completely. The mountains were unpredictable, and he had to be prepared for anything.


    "Alright, let''s keep moving," he said, gesturing for Mochi to follow him. The cat, now distracted by the butterfly, paused for a moment before scampering back to his side. Together, they resumed their descent, carefully navigating the rocky terrain.


    "Man, I wish my system or phone was usable this time; maybe I can just call for their backup!" He murmurs as they walk inside a forest.


    As Kieth and Mochi continued their descent through the forest, the trees loomed tall and dense around them, their branches swaying gently in the mountain breeze.


    The sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground. Kieth felt a sense of calm wash over him, but he knew better than to let his guard down completely.


    "Okay, Mochi," he said, glancing down at the cat, who was now sniffing curiously at a patch of wildflowers. "We need to stay alert. The last thing we want is to get ambushed by something unexpected."


    Mochi looked up at him, her big eyes reflecting the moonlight, and let out a soft meow as if to reassure him. Kieth smiled, grateful for her presence. She had been a constant companion through thick and thin, and he knew he could rely on her instincts as much as his own.


    As they moved deeper into the forest, Kieth''s thoughts drifted back to the kingdom of Dwarven. He wondered what awaited them there. Would the dwarves be willing to help him? Would they have any information about the demon that had caused so much chaos? He felt a sense of urgency to reach the kingdom, but he also knew he had to be cautious.


    The forest thickened around them, the air rich with the scent of pine and damp earth. Keith''s senses heightened as he navigated the winding path, his eyes darting from shadow to shadow, ever watchful for any signs of danger. The rustling of leaves and the distant calls of birds filled the air, but he remained focused, determined to reach the kingdom of Dwarven.


    "Keep your eyes peeled, Mochi," he whispered, his voice barely above a murmur. "We don''t know what might be lurking in these woods."


    Mochi, ever the vigilant companion, trotted alongside him, her ears perked up and alert. Kieth felt a surge of gratitude for her presence; she was more than just a pet¡ªshe was a partner in this perilous journey. As they are about to approach the gate, they can see demons guarding the gates, so he slowly turns his back and decides to go back to the emperor''s capital because he realizes that the dwarven kingdom had fallen into the demon lord''s hands. And he saw dwarves were held hostage by the demon army, and then Kieth''s blood began to boil at the sight, so he decided to attack and save them. But when he was about to dash forward, Mochi stopped him. Meow," Mochi meowed to him. "What?! I can''t sit here and do nothing; I''m one of the heroes...I need to do something." He whispered and gritted his teeth. Because he knows too that he can''t do anything just by himself, without his cheat system.


    "Yeah, I know. You''re right, Mochi. I can''t do anything at this moment. I''ll just get us killed if I still insist on saving them without a proper plan and equipment. I''m sorry if I''m being reckless," he said as he brushed Mochi''s purr. "Alright, let''s head to the capital now and regroup with the other heroes.


    Kieth took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the decision settle heavily on his shoulders. The sight of the dwarves held captive by the demon army ignited a fire within him, but he knew that charging in without a plan would only lead to disaster. He had to be smart about this.


    "Alright, Mochi," he said, his voice steadying as he turned away from the grim scene. "We need to get back to the capital and gather our resources. We can''t fight this battle alone."


    Mochi meowed softly, as if to encourage him. Kieth felt a renewed sense of purpose as they retraced their steps through the forest. The path back was familiar, but the urgency of their mission weighed heavily on his mind. He couldn''t shake the image of the dwarves in chains, their faces filled with despair. He had to do something, and soon.


    As they navigated the winding trails, Kieth''s thoughts raced. He needed allies, weapons, and a solid plan. The capital was bustling with heroes and warriors; surely, they could devise a strategy to rescue the dwarves. He recalled the tales of the dwarven craftsmanship¡ªif they could get the dwarves back on their feet, they could forge weapons and armor that would turn the tide against the demon army.


    "Once we reach the capital, we''ll gather everyone," Kieth said, determination lacing his words. "We''ll form a rescue party and come back for the dwarves. They deserve our help, and we can''t let the demon lord keep them captive. I hope the others are alright (his escorts Sir Aleric, Keriel, Lariel, and Grath). Please, guys, be safe. I hope King Youm manages to go out too."


    Meanwhile at the capital gate.


    "Are you sure about this, Josh? We can go with you if you want; just say the word, and all of us will go with you, and together we''ll find him (Keith, their friend, the 5th hero)," Caine asks him with a serious expression.


    "Yeah, but thanks for the offer, Captain, but we can''t split our forces even more, and besides, if we go as a group, it will attract attention, so you guys protect those kingdoms that we still can save. Kieth will be mad if we all go and save him. You know that blockhead." He replied to the other heroes.


    "Just remember, use your largest attack. If you need help, that''s our cue to come and save you," Vismond added, putting his hand on Josh''s shoulder.


    "Don''t forget, we''ll be going home together, so don''t die on us! Chris chimes in.


    "Yeah, I know, you guys too. See you in a week, guys," Josh said and turned his back to his friends and headed to the dwarven kingdom to save Kieth, but when he took his 4th step, someone spoke.


    "You are not going alone, air hero! We will accompany you on this journey," King Youm said, his voice carrying a determination.


    "Yeah, if he''s your friend, so do we," Sir Aleric added.


    "That''s right, we all decided to follow Sir Kieth to the very end of this war, so we need to come with you, Sir Josh," Lariel chimes in.


    "Hah! This world hasn''t seen his full potential, so I can''t let that strong of a sparring partner just die that easy." Grath shouted, his voice full of energy.


    "So even if you don''t take us, we are going to follow you, sir Hero!" Keriel added, and one more woman stepped forward, carrying a dignified persona.


    "And I won''t take a no from you, sir hero, because you''ll need us to save him. Most importantly me because I have this,she said and showed her the half of Kieth''s amulet (necklace)." Princess Lyra said as Josh looked at them, realizing Kieth''s influence on them to risk their lives for him.


    "Heh, alright. You better be fast in running." As he said that, all of them nodded. As they take their first step to save their friend.


    To be continued....

 Chapter 19: draw

    System notification!


    You have healed +2 health points!


    Health 45+2


    System notification!


    When a Filipino got Isekai''d with a twist!


    Only I can summon those!"


    Chapter 19: draw


    You have healed +2 health points!


    Health 47+2


    Kieth''s consciousness flickered like a candle in the wind, the darkness around him slowly giving way to a soft, warm light. The sound of gentle purring filled his ears, and he felt a familiar weight resting against his side. As he slightly opened his eyes, the world around him came into focus, revealing a serene landscape bathed in golden sunlight.


    "Meow?"


    System notification!


    You have healed +2 health points!


    Health 49+2


    "Who''s that? And¡­. what is this taste? Tastes like medicine," Kieth weakly asks himself while still unable to see well. What happened?"


    "Meow?"


    "Is that you, Mo¡ª" As he''s about to speak, his mouth is suddenly forced to open, and something liquid slides down his throat. "Man, it''s bitter."


    "Meow." As the creature meows at him, he realizes it was his bond mochi.


    System notification!


    You have healed +2 health points!


    Health 80+2


    "Oh, I see. I remember now, so you''re giving me medicine? Thank you, Mochi. I don''t know what will happen to me if you aren''t here to save my ass," he weakly said and brushed Mochi''s head.Now where were we? I think it''s a cave, but the last time I remember I was stabbed and fell into a cliff," he said as the memory was blurry in his head.


    "That damn demon general, I think he suffered so much damage too. Hey, system?! Where are we, and how long have I been sleeping?" he asks the system while summoning a medkit.


    System Notification!


    Location: Enchanted Cave of Resurgence


    Time Elapsed: 72 hours since the last encounter


    Health Status: 1180/6200


    Current Buff: Healing Aura (+2 Health Points every 5 minutes) by taking the healing herb.


    "Meow?"


    "Yeah, I''m fine. Thanks for the herbs. I''m sorry you need to climb that high and fight monsters just to heal me. But now you can rest. I''ll take care of everything here and out." As he said that, Kieth looked at the dead body of tons of magic beasts and monsters and turned to Mochi, who is badly hurt too. And summon a two-level 3 medkit, but all of a sudden he can''t buy more than one.


    "Fuck, why? Are you joking right?"


    System notification!


    There''s an error occurring in your system that needs to be rebooted before summoning any weapons. Rebooting time needed 24 hours.


    After 24, the system will resume normally.


    "That damn long? Tsk."


    Do you want to reboot the system?


    Yes, no?


    "Hey, wait, wait, wait!!" Can I just at least access my item box? and suddenly his item box opened, and Kieth pulled out the necessary things he needed: a bag, battle water, food packs, guns and ammo, a crossbow and bolts, a sleeping bag, and one medkit level 3.


    "Ok, system, use level 3 medkit to mochi."


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    "Do you want to use the level 3 medkit to bond named mochi?


    Yes, no?


    "Yes."


    System notification!


    Using Level 3 Medkit on bond named Mochi...


    Healing in progress...


    System notification!


    Mochi''s health has been restored by 150 health points!


    Health Status: Mochi 150/150


    "Meow!" Mochi purred, the warmth of the healing energy enveloping him. His fur began to shine, and he looked up at Kieth with bright, grateful eyes.


    "You''re looking better already, buddy," Kieth said, relief washing over him. "Now, let''s see what we can do about our situation."


    "Ok, now that I''m prepared, system, do your thing! Reboot now." As he commanded, he just heard a system sound and silence.


    System notification!


    Rebooting system... Please wait.


    Kieth took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the situation settle on his shoulders. The cave was eerily quiet now, the only sounds being the soft purring of Mochi and the distant echoes of dripping water. He glanced around, taking in the remnants of the battle that had taken place. The bodies of the magic beasts lay strewn about, a testament to the ferocity of the fight.


    "Ok then, let''s get moving, Mochi. Let''s go!"


    With a determined nod, Kieth stood up, feeling the strength returning to his limbs. The healing aura from the herbs was still working its magic, and he could feel the energy coursing through him. Mochi hopped off his side, stretching and shaking off the remnants of fatigue.


    "Meow!" Mochi chirped, ready for action.


    Meanwhile, 72 hours after the intense battle in the dwarven kingdom, all of the kings and queens of all the kingdoms gather again to discuss it.


    As emperor, Vladimir called all the kings and queens to their attention.


    As the best king of the Beastmen kingdom. And Queen Jessabel Oseidon U of the Merman Kingdom, and Queen Valeria of the Dragon Kingdom, and King Eldrin of the Elves Kingdom. And other great nations.


    The atmosphere in the grand hall was tense as the leaders of the kingdoms gathered around a massive, intricately carved table. The flickering torches cast dancing shadows on the stone walls, and the air was thick with anticipation. Emperor Vladimir, a figure of authority and wisdom, stood at the head of the table, his piercing gaze sweeping over the assembled kings and queens.


    "Thank you all for coming on such short notice," Vladimir began, his voice steady. "We are here to discuss the fate of our fifth hero, Kieth, and the implications of his recent battle against the demon general."


    Queen Jessabel of the Merman Kingdom leaned forward, her expression a mix of concern and curiosity. "What do we know of his condition? Tell us sir aleric,?"


    "Indeed," Aleric interjected, his voice smooth yet grave. "The reports from the battlefield indicated that Kieth faced the demon general alone after we were forced to retreat. It was a reckless decision, but one made for the sake of the civilians. And that''s his order to us."


    "Reckless or not, he succeeded," Queen Valeria of the Dragon Kingdom added, her fiery spirit evident. "He defeated one of the nine demon generals. That is no small feat, and for a person who has what everyone called the weakest class, his name will be written in our history. We must honor his sacrifice."


    "What are you talking about, history? Huh, Sir Kieth isn''t dead! He is alive!" King Eldrin interjects with a determined look.


    "How are you certain with that, Eldrin? Are you saying that because you''re a king who believes in Keith''s ability to survive or the fact that you want him to live because your granddaughter likes him?" King Maluckis interrupted him.


    The tension in the grand hall escalated as King Maluckis''s words hung in the air, a challenge to King Eldrin''s conviction. The other leaders exchanged glances, some nodding in agreement while others frowned at the implication of favoritism.


    "Enough!" Emperor Vladimir''s voice cut through the murmurs, commanding attention. "We are not here to bicker over personal feelings. We need facts. Aleric, what do we know about Kieth''s current status?"


    Aleric cleared his throat, his expression serious. "The last reports indicated that Kieth was gravely injured after his encounter with the demon general. After his pet mochi follow him we don''t know anything after that."


    The room fell silent, the weight of Aleric''s words settling heavily on the gathered leaders. Each king and queen exchanged worried glances, the gravity of the situation pressing down on them like a thick fog.


    "Then we must send a search party," Queen Jessabel suggested, her voice firm. "We cannot leave our hero to fend for himself, especially after such a battle. If he is alive, he needs our help."


    "Agreed," Queen Valeria chimed in, her fiery spirit igniting a sense of urgency. "We owe it to him to ensure his safety. He fought for us; now we must fight for him."


    King Eldrin nodded, his expression resolute. "I will lead the search party myself. Kieth has proven himself time and again, and I will not abandon him now."


    While the king and queens are bickering about Kieth''s whereabouts, his real party, the 5 heroes party, is saddened by the news that he was defeated in the battle, and it''s not certain if he lives or not. And the one who was affected the most is his childhood friend Josh, the divine sword master (or sword saint, or whatever you want to call it).


    "Damn it, Kieth, I told you not to punch your luck," Josh said, clenching his fist.


    "Hey bruh, don''t worry. Kieth won''t go down like that. He''s strong. Like you said, he''s like a cockroach; you can''t get rid of him that easily," Caine said to their friend.


    "Well, the chance is lower, but there''s still a high chance he''s still alive, so don''t lose hope, Josh," Vismond added.


    "Yeah, that guy is the last person you will expect to die in this world. He''s an Isekai fanatic remember?" Chris chime in.


    Josh took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart. The words of his friends echoed in his mind, but the weight of uncertainty pressed heavily on him. "I know he''s strong, but this time¡­ this time it was different. He faced a demon general alone. What if he didn''t make it?"


    Caine placed a reassuring hand on Josh''s shoulder. "We can''t think like that. Kieth has always found a way to come back, no matter how dire the situation. Remember the time he took on that entire horde of goblins just to save that village? He''s resourceful."


    "Resourceful or not, he''s still just one person against a powerful enemy," Josh replied, his voice tinged with frustration. "I should have been there with him. I should have fought by his side."


    Vismond shook his head. "You know it wasn''t possible. We had to retreat to protect the civilians. Kieth made the right call, even if it was a hard one. We all agreed to it."


    Chris nodded in agreement. "And we can''t forget that he has a pet now, and for fuck no reason he will pick up something useless, so I think he''s in better hands."


    Josh sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I just wish we had more information. The kings and queens are arguing about him, but they don''t know what we know. They don''t know how stubborn he is."


    "That''s true," Caine said, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "And if they''re sending a search party, that means they believe he''s still alive. We should join them. We can''t just sit here and wait, and besides, his girl looks not worried, so that''s a plus." As he said that, we can see Princess Lyra holding the half of the amulet she gave Kieth before he left." I know you''re still alive. I know you are because you haven''t used the amulet of the Phoenix." As she said that, the amulet gave a faint glow as we went back to Kurakabe''s side at the demon king general meeting.


    They''re discussing too about Kieth and kurakabe now in bed healing because of what Kieth attack did to him.


    "Graaahhhhhh damn you damn you brattt!! I swear the next time I see you, you damn summoner! I promise to rip your head off your shoulder!" Kurakabe shouted as the healers tried to heal his burned body.


    The atmosphere in the demon king''s chamber was thick with tension and anger. Kurakabe, the demon general, writhed in pain as the healers worked diligently to mend his wounds. The remnants of Kieth''s powerful attack still smoldered on his skin, a constant reminder of the battle that had left him defeated.


    "Calm yourself, Kurakabe," a deep voice rumbled from the shadows. It was the Demon King, a figure cloaked in darkness, his eyes glowing with a sinister light. "Your rage will not change the outcome of the battle. We must focus on our next move. And now that summoner is gone thanks to you."


    "Tsk, he died just falling off a cliff; I want to kill him myself!" Kurakabe shouted, his voice laced with frustration and pain. The healers continued their work, but Kurakabe''s anger was palpable, filling the chamber with a dark energy.


    "Your obsession with this summoner is clouding your judgment," the Demon King replied, his tone calm yet authoritative. "We have more pressing matters to attend to. The other demon generals are already plotting their next moves, and we cannot afford to be distracted by personal vendettas."


    Kurakabe gritted his teeth, the pain from his wounds only fueling his fury. "That brat humiliated me! He defeated me when I was at my strongest! A mere level 62 defeated me? Level 300? Tsk. I will not rest until I have my revenge!"


    "Focus, Kurakabe," the Demon King commanded, his voice cutting through the haze of anger. "We must regroup and strategize. The summoner may have escaped for now, but he is not invincible. We will find him, and when we do, you will have your chance for revenge."


    Kurakabe''s breathing slowed, the promise of vengeance igniting a flicker of hope within him. "You''re right. I will not let this humiliation stand. But I want him alive. I want him to suffer for what he did to me."


    The Demon King nodded, a sinister smile creeping across his lips. "Then we shall make it our mission to track him down. The other generals will be eager to join the hunt. We will use this opportunity to not only reclaim our honor but to crush the spirit of the heroes who dare to oppose us."


    Meanwhile, at the cliff, Kieth is still thousands of feet away. Still searching for his way out while fighting a mana beast while his system is still rebooting. Now his heel is still at 30%.


    "Man, why do mountain climbers like to climb mountains on their rest day if it''s tiring? Man, what a mess." As he said that, we could see him walking sideways at a cliff; inside the cliff, he fell into it.


    To be continued.