Summoner: Monster Girl Harem! - Chapter 245 18: Who?

Anri and Astrid spend several hours speaking with Vincent about how the blacksmith guild handled the test; confirming they could work together but would need enough materials for two people was a little annoying, but nothing too annoying.

Vincent made sure to get the inn they were staying at and a pair of communication gems, allowing them to contact each other by infusing them with mana.

Thankfully, his was given to Anri, or rather snatched, as she seemed particularly attached to explaining the details, while Astrid was a rare but pleasant guy.

‘I would hate to be called with a man’s voice in the middle of the night…’ he thought when they exchanged them, although Astrid was a little protective of her brother, which Vincent could understand.

At least their outer personalities, he didn’t want to trust them completely and would always remain slightly on guard against others, only until they knew each other better.

“So, Delphine, when are you going to leave?” He asked charmingly, tapping the dragon clinging to his arm.

Her mouth was eating a strange seafood snack, making a loud noise as she slurped it from the shell.

“Mmmm… maybe, uhm… never?”

“Kyan!”

Vincent’s body slipped from her grasp, placing his foot against her soft ass before forcing her forward, making the poor girl stumble and almost fall down some stairs as they left the trade area and were close to the living area where most of the inn’s and bar’s were located.

He knew she was harmless and someone to keep close to, but he had far too much business to deal with rather than this slightly erotic lizard.

“Ahh… I dropped my last one~ Why did you kick my ass!?”

“Because it was too fat.”

“Heh, ~ says the guy who stared at it all day, his cock getting hard!”

“Lies and slander…”

“Then let’s get a room; I’ll show you my bare ass; if you get hard, I win; if you don’t, you’re homosexual… right?”

“Yes… I love men…”

“Tsk…”

“I have to meet my sister,” Vincent added, his face looking slightly awkward while moving closer to the sad-looking dragon.

Luckily, he bought an extra serving of her seafood snack, handing it to her since, being small, Vincent couldn’t handle women looking sad or crying, maybe because of Milla always being a crybaby.

Delphine looked towards him, her golden brown eyes seeming to shine, before she took the box with a faint smile.

“You’re so soft; a few crocodile tears, and you give me more snacks? You’re just like the brother my friend mentioned, fufu~.”

She skipped over to him, her bare feet tapping on the stone floor as she stood on her tiptoes, gently kissing his lips with a light peck.

Vincent could only taste the flavour of slight grease and seafood brushing against his lips before she parted from him; her golden eyes were like two suns, shining towards him, a rare look of embarrassment on her face, stroking his cheek with her right hand before parting, like a petal in the wind.

“No worry Vincent, I have to meet my sisters too… One of them seems extremely lucky, and I want to congratulate her. Next time we meet, can you tell me more about yourself? Maybe you can kiss me next time, fufu!”

Before he could react, her body vanished, the dust and dirt around him fluttering in a tree-like shape; before the sound of people chattering and the normal market ambience filled his ears, slowly, his feet began to move.

‘Delphine, huh… She kept me on my toes all day…’

His feet glided along the ground as his legs moved faster happily; somehow, there was a feeling of peace in his chest after being left alone; suddenly, a tall girl’s body caught his eye or, rather, her glossy black hair…

A nostalgic voice sounded in his mind when he was about to follow her. Raizel spoke to him for the first time in nearly a month.

‘My beloved Master, I hope you can accept my apology for being distant for so long…’

Vincent’s eyes focused on the black-haired woman who continued to dart in between the various members of the crowd, sometimes looking back with her striking emerald eyes, surely, he was mistaken, but he could swear she winked at him and blew a kiss.

‘It’s no worry, Raizel. If you can tell me, then tell me.’

‘If you can’t, I will wait for you to be ready to do so.’

Like a guard chasing a criminal, they began to rush faster, his muscular body more nimble than imaginable, as he bent and swivelled around the gossiping aunts, the drunken mercenaries and dungeon scouts.

His body leapt against the stone walls, running along them like a magician or rogue, using his hands to slide along the wooden rafters, guiding his path as he jumped from ledge to ledge.

‘Master, If I was to ask you…’

A marvel for the few people that noticed his acrobatics, especially the children who became excited to see the extremely handsome man with a phoenix-like demeanour fluttering through the air.

The green-eyed woman looked back, her body swirling in the air, her light silver armour glistening in the small beams of light as if a maiden dancing alone in the middle of a lake, her crystalline eyes shimmering as the water was splashed in the air, her body floating through it, wetting her beautiful caramel skin.

Vincent felt excited; the woman was beautiful, and her movements enchanting as his back began to writhe, two beautiful phoenix wings sprouting from his back, smaller than usual due to the city limits.

“Woah! Beautiful!”

“Such a handsome man! He’s like a phoenix!”

“Wonderful.. is a part of a travelling act?”

“Mommy… The lady is like a fairy!”

A single bat of his wings sent his body spiralling through the air countless metre, becoming centimetres.

The girl’s eyes widened, a strange smile on her face, as she effortlessly backflipped and used the store roof to propel herself onto the roof, spinning around as she blew a kiss.

Vincent’s face distorted into a predator’s grin; he didn’t know what to do with the girl but felt joyful, nostalgic and excited!

As his body soared through the air, the sun’s glow illuminated the horizon.

His body shot into the air above the building where the girl waited for him, her arms spread, holding a long spear in her right hand, swirling it around much like the Lazarus knights he met earlier; there was a hunch; she had changed a lot.

But it was her, for sure!

‘Master, I wish we could break our pact and no longer be a weapon.’

“Eh!?”

As if his wings were made of wax, they faltered, his body no longer floating like the king of the skies, before falling rapidly head first in a downward spiral, as he felt a sudden sense of betrayal, wanting to explode in anger for Raizel destroying his good mood.

He used all his power to force his anima into his legs and shoulder, twisting at the last moment to land on his feet with a resounding thud.

His feet crushed the stone plates below his feet, shattering a shockwave of wind blasting around his body, making the girl’s long black skirt flick up, showing a sexy pair of purple panties.

‘What do you mean….. Raizel!!!’ His mind roared, causing Ophelis and all the women linked to him to shudder.

Suddenly his red and black spear materialised in his grasp, the pain and metal seeming to be wasting away, cracks forming as the blade was dull.

‘Answer me, Raizel!”

Shling!

A sound of metal pricing the wind sounded before Vincent felt pain in his chest, searing, throbbing pain as he was too distracted, stepping backwards as blood began to drip from his chest, littering the floor.

The pain loosened his grip on Raizel, the black shaft dropping, then grabbed by the beautiful girl with glossy black hair and emerald eyes.

“Oh… If it isn’t my second failed product… Why are you with Brother?”

“!!!” Vincent’s body began to convulse, as the girl, no, as Milla pulled her spear from his chest easily, the blood spurting as he stumbled further backwards, kneeling.

He slowly looked up towards the once kind and loving sister, now with a twisted and nasty look on her face.

“Milla? No… You… Who are you!?”

“Me?” The slightly distorted voice of Milla said, with a wide grin on her face, as she swung around Raizel like a toy, whistling as the shaft moved through the air faster; with each rotation, the black metal began to crumble along with the red of the blade.

“Have you not forgotten~ It’s me! Hehe~ We don’t need this second-rate product anymore; let’s snap her.”

Shatter!

Pain.

Agony.

Sorrow.

All possible negative emotions began to assail Vincent’s head as the link to Raizel was shattered completely; her nose and eyes began to bleed while vomiting blood.

“Oh my… you look a little unwell, brother! Shall I kiss it better?” Milla tilted her head with a gentle smile, the fragments of Raizel scattering around the sky as the last moments of sunlight illuminated them.

‘No…’

“What did you do to Raizel!”

His body exploded with dark red and purple flames as he lunged forward, grasping Milla by the throat, his arm growing rapidly, filled with distorted and thick muscles as her little neck cracked, her green eyes slightly dull.

“Why can I not feel her presence!”

“Ugh!”

Milla’s face didn’t show fear or struggle, only pleasure and peace as he slammed her against the wall, blinded by the anger and rage of losing his connection with Raizel, not even caring that this body was his sister.

That’s how painful it was for him to lose a link with one of his close women.

Bang!

Vincent flicked his wrist, sending her body smashing through the distant wall, making it crumble like loose dirt, watching as Milla rolled along the floor, not even trying to get up or move, while his body began to deform, mutate and burn with deadly flames.

“She wasn’t close to me… But I was sure we would be together forever…!”

“I always put off making her my woman because of that feeling…”

“Why?”

“What did Raziel do to anyone?”

He lost complete control of his mind and body as his fists smashed into the body of Milla, her face never changing, an enraptured and bewitched face filled with pure adoration and obsession towards him.

How long passed?

His fists were bloody, the rooftops destroyed, and his sister dead.

“I…”

“What have I done….!?”

On the brink of collapse, suddenly a familiar voice sounded like he was dreaming of two voices, one Milla and the other…

“See, look how much he loves you; I told you this would work… I created you to protect him, both mind and body. Do you think he wouldn’t fall for you?”

“Tsk… you’re so insane! Even for his sister… How could you fool him into thinking I was dead!?”

Vincent wanted to speak or move, but everything was black as if he was sleeping… before they continued speaking as his mind faded quickly into a comfortable dream.

“You wanted to be with him. Yet, you didn’t know whether as a woman or a spirit weapon, don’t complain… Seeing how much he cares for you, didn’t you get the answer?”

“Damn twisted bitch!”

“Call me mother!”

“Peh! You are his sister; will you make him call you mother too?”

“Ah.. isn’t that a little erotic? Anyway… pick what race, looks and type you want to be?” The deep version of Milla’s voice sounded while speaking with Raizel.

“I want to be the same… maybe a racoon…girl….?”

“After all these years, you’re finally a furry pervert, RaiRai!”

“Hmph… Master seems to like that type of woman… with a bit of fur… or animal ears and tail…”

The voices became too distant, and Vincent wondered what happened, slipping into the abyss, only happy that Raizel’s voice didn’t vanish forever.