I’m The supreme Fairy King - Chapter 251: Amnesia

Jim this time didn’t stay unconscious except for a few hours. The moment he opened his eyes, he did it with a loud scream of pain.

“Easy…” Igory appeared next to him, “easy now… you crossed the hardest phase and now you are safe.”

“W- What ha- happened?” Jim glanced all around while feeling more insecure and unsettled. His eyes kept scanning the room, looking for anything that might alarm him.

“What do you mean by that?” Igory glanced at him in a weird way, “Don’t you remember me?” he asked.

“You…” Jim glanced at him while taking successive short breaths. He was panicking and that alarmed Igory slightly.

“Amnesia… interesting,” Igory kept moving around Jim while the ties that surrounded Jim’s body weren’t removed yet.

Igory did that as a precaution of any seizure, but now it served to stabilize Jim.

“Who are you? Why are you tying me up like this?” Jim shouted in an anxious tone while Igory’s theory was confirmed by now.

“So to heal the soul we need to damage the mind… Interesting exchange,” Igory went to the side where there was a group of books lying there.

He picked one and started to scan it before throwing it on the ground and started to scan another. “I was ready for everything… any side effect or complication but i never expected… this!” he turned to Jim before his eyes spotted something.

“Don… C’mon give your master a little welcome,” Igory shouted at the sleeping Seson monster at the back of Jim’s bed.

Don was worried over his master that Igory had to use a sleeping spell over him to keep him in check.

And now it wasn’t the time for him to sleep. Any help was needed right now especially if there was not much time left for the start of the assessment.

“Screw assessment,” Igory finally threw the last book on the ground, “Don, wake up… c’mon good boy,” Igory took a potion and splashed it towards the sleeping Seson monster.

Then Don suddenly opened his eyes wide open before jolting awake.

“Roar!”

“Yes, that’s it…. Good boy, keep roaring at your master,” Igory even pushed him a little towards Jim’s bed.

“Do you recall him?” Igory asked but from the weird look over Jim’s face he knew he wasn’t.

“What the hell is that?” Jim’s first comment wasn’t surprising at all. “Is this… a monster?” he glanced in a strange way towards Don.

“Roar!” Don roared faintly as if the words of Jim hurt him. He glanced at Igory and roared at him in an angry way.

“Hold it there big boy,” Igory hurriedly stopped him from roaring his bad luck, “I was saving his life and he needs your help now.”

Don seemed to get the meaning of Igory’s words as he turned to Jim once more. “I need you to give me and him good luck,” Igory learned to be at the level of a distressed pet. “We both need more than good luck actually, prayers might be also useful. But we got only you so… do your magic and keep us blessed.”

Don got what Igory wanted to say and started to faintly roar and even touch Jim’s legs with his head.

“Hey, Hey… Don’t forget me here,” Igory shouted at Don when Don kept roaring only at Jim.

“Don’t give me that look,” Ivory pointed at him, “I’m the one who is healing your master and now I need all the luck in the world to be able to fix this.”

“What are you two crazy men and monsters talking about?” Jim kept his silence all this time while trying to evade the weird head of Don.

But he was tied up tightly enough and he could only shake his body violently without a result.

“Stay still,” Igory moved to another corner and started looking there. “I have to find a way to get this… yup, I guess this might be useful.”

Igory stopped while taking out an ore. It was a very high grade one, yellow silver in color with thin branches like a tree running deeply in the heart of it.

And it was oval in shape and slightly over Igory’s big body. “I hope this might help,” he went to Jim who didn’t listen to any word he said before.

Igory cut his finger and let his blooded hand touch the ore.

“Stay away you old freak… I don’t want to be here,” Jim screamed in panic when Igory cut his hand with his knife. Yet the moment his hands touched the ore, he finally stopped screaming.

Or stopped moving at all.

“Is this good?” Igory tilted his head while watching Jim’s body stiffen. “I thought… well this might not be the right way to do it,” he just put his hand over the ore before his body also stiffened.

“D- a- m- n!” he cursed with one letter at a time. His body was twitching with a huge influx of energy that came from that ore.

And that was something unexpected as well.

“Relonto,” he couldn’t help but use his mind to think of a spell before it worked. His body was forced by an attraction power and the next moment he found himself breaking free of this ore.

“What’s going on?” the moment he landed on the ground he turned his head towards Don. “Have you given me bad luck? Huh? Do you want your master dead or what?” he tried to free his body of all the broken shelves he was lying within before shouting in anger towards Don.

“Roar!” Don faintly roared before returning to rub his head at Jim’s legs.

This time as he did that, his body started to stiffen as well.

“Stupid pet,” Igory cursed but before he could seek anything else to help, a new change happened.

Jim’s body started to emit a light. It was faint at first but that didn’t escape the keen watchful eyes of Igory.

It was faint yellow, then started to turn into orange before darkening and ending up being gold.

“Wasn’t your old energy golden one I suppose?” Igory muttered while his face showed a bright smile, “welcome back little one,” he even waved his big hand towards Jim’s body before turning to the ore and the pet.

The two were also beaming with golden light. “So you are the source,” he glanced in doubt towards the yellow silver ore, “you know I have a sister, one of you right here.”