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

You have used the spell Water Hammer. You have used 10 points of power.

I want to aim for the center. The rest of the shield is flat, except for the spot in the middle where I see a slight difference, almost like something is stuck there. Looking around with a grin, I see the exact tools that I had asked for are floating in the air around me. I have 24 hammers, six of each kind, and they look amazing. They have large hammerheads, about the size of a sledgehammer. A very large sledgehammer.

I bring my hand back, and the hammers follow me back slightly, and then I swing my hand towards the warrior, who had been looking on in bewilderment. That is, until all the hammers start coming at him. Suddenly he lifts his shield and braces his leg behind him.

The impact of the hammers hitting his shield pushes him back, inch by inch. By the time all 24 hammers have smacked into him, he has moved a good three feet. Once all the hammers have disappeared, he comes out from behind his shield with a big grin on his face. That grin disappears when he sees I am grinning back at him.

What he hasn’t noticed yet is that the front of his shield, the spot where I had figured out the mana stone or the fragment would be, is gone. There is a hole going right through it, and the metal is bent. He looks down swiftly to see what I am staring at and then looks back up in horror. And that is probably the last thing he remembers, as Leeha sends a Water Bullet that hits him straight in the forehead, going through his helmet and out the back of his head, and then through the helmet itself. The warrior stands there for a couple of seconds, but then falls back onto his back, dead.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Looking at Leeha, I raise my eyebrow at her. “Did you just steal my kill?”

“What? I wanted in on the fight,” she says with a beautiful smile that makes her face light up.

Shaking my head, I walk towards my hot Elf of a wife and kiss her, wrapping my arms around her. She is soft in all the good places, and I remember how she looked naked the other night with Bridget, which brings up other memories that maybe should not be brought up on a battlefield, as they make me smile.

“Thanks,” I tell her softly. I know why she did it. She is trying to protect my innocence, but she need not have worried. I lost it already in this world.

“I should check with the Elves and make sure they are all right,” she says, pointing to the Elves who are still sitting down in the field, staring at me in shock. “Let me go talk to them first, all right? They are still looking scared, as you are a human,” she says, putting her hand flat on my chest.

I look over and see there is some fear in their faces, but also confusion. They are probably wondering why I am hugging and kissing an Elf, which makes me chuckle.

“Sure. Let me know if you need anything,” I tell her.

“Can I borrow Bridget?” she asks me sweetly.

“Of course!” Bridget says before I can answer. She looks at me with a grin as I glance over at her. “What? You were going to say yes anyhow,” she says, sticking her tongue out.

Laughing, I wave her and Leeha towards the group of Elves.

Leeha, with Bridget in tow, heads towards them. They are pretty young from what I can see, except for one. They look like they range in age from a little girl who is around twelve years old, right up to one who appears to be in her early twenties and is the only one standing.

“Who are you,” says a familiar voice. Ah, that would be the one that threatened one of the mages.

“I am Leeha. This is Bridget,” Leeha tells her. “Who are you? Is everyone all right?”

“Leeha?” she says, repeating the name. “I’m Nolea. Those monsters attacked our Homestead,” she says and then points at me. “Why are you with a human?” she asks Leeha suspiciously.

“You mean my husband?” Leeha asks her, and all the Elves to look at me in shock. Yeah, thanks. Way to make me the focus of attention, Leeha. Which was probably her intention.

“He’s your husband?” Nolea asks Leeha in disbelief.

“Yes. You just saw us kiss, didn’t you?” Leeha tells her with a grin.

“But,” Nolea says, looking back my way in disbelief, “he’s human.”

“Oh, and he is my lover as well,” Bridget pipes up happily.

“What?” Nolea asks her, now in a daze.

“He’s my-” Bridget begins to answer.

“I heard you!” Nolea exclaims. “But I mean! He’s human!” she says again in a tone that tells me she is trying to wrap her head around it.

“And?” Bridget tells her with a giggle. “He has a big—,”

“Anyhow!” Leeha cries suddenly. “Are you the oldest one here, Nolea?”

Nolea looks at Bridget first, then at me suspiciously, before looking back at Leeha. I just smile at her and don’t bother answering the questioning look she is giving me.

“I am. I’m twenty-two. Most of the kids are younger. Bilar there,” she says, pointing to a young gentleman who had stood up protectively when Leeha and Bridget had walked towards Nolea, “is the second oldest at eighteen—the rest range from the age of twelve to sixteen.” Her voice gets hard as she continues. “They killed everyone at the Homestead. Though I did kill one of them bastards, but then they threatened to kill all the kids if I tried magic again.”

“Yes, we saw that. I am truly sorry about your loss. So you’re a Fire mage?” Leeha asks Nolea.

“Yes,” she says proudly. “One of the strongest ones in our Homestead,” but then her demeanor collapses as she says with tears in her eyes, “and