Elemental Summoner 1, D. Levesque [ereader android TXT] 📗

“I know as I am connected to you and your magical connections. I can see what you see. Hear what you hear,” Bridget says.

“Then can you explain why I am getting them?” I ask her.

“Of course,” she says.

“What?” I ask her, surprised again. “Why?”

“Because God is testing you,” she says.

“Is that what he said?” I ask her slowly.

“He doesn’t know I am connected to you this way and can see what he is doing,” she says. Suddenly, her flame flares and then darkens again.

“Oops. He does now,” she says, irked.

“Oh,” I tell her, disappointed.

“But he is telling me to tell you,” and her voice changes to the voice of the God I spoke to on the porch after I died. The voice of the old man. “Stop worrying and enjoy this world. As for my plans for you, as I said, one day I will need someone to watch over a world for me. Think of this as the interview.”

I just stare at her in disbelief.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Did God just say that the reason he gave me the English language was to see how, or what, I would do with it? And was that just a potential job offer? And is the rest of my time on Boromour the job interview? I shake my head and get back to the reason I had called up my Elemental, or at least one of the reasons. Truthfully, I doubt he would answer me anyway, knowing him.

“So, can I ask you, are all my Elementals like you?” I ask her.

Bridget shakes her head. “No, as I am them,” she says.

“What?” I ask her, bewildered by her comment. “What do you mean you are them?”

“I said I was different. More Primal. I am all of them,” she says cryptically.

“Wait,” I say, holding my hand out as if I am talking to an actual person, who just so happens to be only half a foot tall. “You are saying that you can, what? Change to all my Elementals?”

Bridget nods, and changes from a Fire Elemental to a blue Water one, then a clear but with a cloudy interior Air one, and then a brown one with leaves on her skin. Finally, she changes to one that is just a swirling purple-which is disorienting on the eyes-which I assume is Mind. And then she is back to her Fire one.

I sit there for a moment and just stare at her in stupefaction. Did my Elemental just switch between all the Elementals without me asking or calling them up? Bridget simply looks at me patiently.

“So how come I can call up all the Elementals,” I ask her, seeing if she knows this answer, “but others can only call up one?”

“They are limited in their capacity for magic,” she says. Shit, I didn’t actually expect an answer.

“How?”

“Their bodies are limited. Their minds are limited,” she says, tilting her head sideways.

“Then how am I different?” I ask Bridget. Now we are getting somewhere.

“Your body is not real,” she says, but there is confusion in her voice.

“Not real?” I ask her, confused myself now.

“No, not real. Not normal. When I look at you magically, your body is not like the others,” Bridget says, waving her hand around the yurt, taking in Leeha and her family members. “You are magically charged.”

All right, so she is saying this is not my real body, which makes sense since mine apparently is on Earth with a bullet in its head, and most likely now buried or cremated or in the morgue. So that is why I can use all the magic Elementals? Because my body is magically charged?

“So how come you know this stuff?” I ask her, returning from my thoughts.

“I am not sure,” she says again, confused. “It’s just there when you ask it.”

Wait, did God just give me my own fucking talking wiki? Oh, shit, no way? I kept joking that I wish I had a damn wiki for information. But there is no way he did that. Did he? I mean, this might work out. Part of the reason I called up my Fire Elemental was to see if it had the knowledge I was looking for. If it involved magic, why not ask the magical being?

“Do you know why Elemental Summoners are born in this world?”

“No,” she shakes her head.

With a sigh, I ask her the key question I was hoping to get an answer for, but it looks like Bridget doesn’t know anything. “Do you know how I can heal someone?”

“No,” she says, sad at seeing my disappointment. “Oh wait!” she suddenly exclaims. “It just came!”

“How do I do it!?!” I am so excited I almost shout it out loud.

She tilts her head, and somehow I can tell that she is looking inward. She opens her mouth but then closes it again with a confused look.

“What’s wrong?” I ask her worriedly.

“It says I can heal through you, using all Elementals. Fire to kill something called germs. Water for blood and liquids. Air to purify. Earth for strength and stamina. And Mind to ease the pain and put to sleep if required.”

“Oh, that isn’t bad,” I tell her.

“That isn’t the part that is perplexing me,” she says, looking up at me. “It says that healing will cause an effect on you.” She holds up both hands quickly. “Nothing bad! Only that, hmm.” There is a pause, and I can tell she is embarrassed. How I know, I have no clue, but I just do.

“Only what?” I ask her hesitantly.

Shit, am I going to get the pain from the person I am healing? Like I take their pain so they can heal? Fuck, I hate pain!

“I don’t know why, but after healing you will need to recharge by having relations,” she says, looking down at my hand.

“What relations? As in sex?” I ask her, my mouth hanging open in shock.

I stare at her in amazement. Did she just tell me that I can heal someone, but the cost is that