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

fucking collar,” he says with a growl, tugging at it to make his point.

So they are doing something there. And something so important that apparently they’ll kill anyone who talks about it, gruesomely, if what Mig is hinting at is true. But I need him to talk. I need to know what Leeha, Bridget, and I are walking into. I know if I ask Leeha for ideas, she would just use Water Daggers on him. The Water Bullets would do too much damage. What about Mind? I can use sleep. Can I use something else?

“Mind. Truth,” I say, and Bridget, who was leaning against me, turns into her purple-colored Elemental.

Truth is an unknown spell.

Shit, all right. “I wish to get the truth out of my target.”

You have attempted an unknown Spell command.

“Well, that’s out,” I say out loud with a sigh.

“What is?” Leeha says. She is sitting next to me, drinking water from our clay water jug.

“I was trying to avoid torture but it looks like the one spell I wanted to try doesn’t exist.”

“Oh?” Leeha asks me, intrigued.

“Yeah, I tried a truth spell. But no such thing,” I tell her with a shrug. “It was a shot in the dark.”

“A what?” she asks me with a frown. Fuck, some of the sayings from Earth do not translate well here. Or make any sense.

“It means, it was worth trying to see if it was something, but it wasn’t.”

“Then why not just say that? Instead of shooting something in the dark,” Leeha says, shaking her head in bewilderment.

“Sorry, just trying to figure out a way to get information out of him,” I tell her with a grin.

“Why not use that energy drain thing,” Bridget says.

“Why? Would that get information out of him?” I ask her, sitting up and causing her to fall into my lap sideways. She looks up at me with a smile on her purple face, staring at me with her mesmerizing eyes that look like deep pools of space.

“Well, no. But you can torture him this way, right? It won’t cause pain, but you might get information out of him?”

“Yes, but how is me draining him of energy going to make him talk?” I ask her, smiling down at her.

Even in her current form, I want to bend down and kiss her, but I refrain myself. Barely. Time to focus on the task at hand first, Alex!

“All creatures have energy. Magical energy. Use your Third Eye on him,” she says, turning her head sideways so that she is looking at Mig.

Use my Third Eye on him? But he isn’t a mage. I look back down at Bridget and she looks back up at me and smiles. Deciding to take her advice, I say, “Turn on Third Eye.” I remember just in time to look away from Bridget, and I look at Mig.

What I see surprises me. Mig has energy inside himself. It’s faint, but it’s there. He has green energy. I look down at Bridget quickly, but I end up having to close my eyes.

“Ouch,” I say.

I open them back up slowly until I can see the energy flowing inside Bridget without it giving me a headache. “How did you know?”

“I’m an Elemental. I always see that. It’s just neat that you can now too,” Bridget says with a smile.

“You weren’t sure where you got your energy from, yet you can see the energy from others?” I ask her with a raised eyebrow.

“That’s not the same!” she says with a pout. “I can see it. I just don’t know where it comes from. Sort of,” she finishes.

“Sort of?” I ask her.

“Yes, I can see the energy in others, but the energy that us Elementals get doesn’t come from our mages or from others. It’s just there.”

“So the stuff from the air?” I ask her, waving around.

“Probably?” she says hesitantly.

Laughing, I bend down and kiss her on her soft light purple lips, which feel the same as her Elven lips.

I look up and catch a look on Mig’s face before he can hide it. He had been looking at mine and Bridget’s interactions in confusion, but now his face is blank. At least he is learning to hide his emotions quickly. Not to mention the fact that his face didn’t show its usual disgust. Getting up with Bridget in my arms, I place her on her two feet.

I walk up to him, and while he twitches and I know he wants to run, he doesn’t move. He knows I can paralyze him if he does. He has learned quickly that I will paralyze him anytime he runs. A couple of times of having that happen and having his face smash into the ground as he fell, has discouraged him from doing that again.

Once I’m right in front of Mig, I ask, “Again, what is happening at the Lake of Ruins?”

Shaking his head, he says, “Not happening. Might as well blow up my head.” As he talks, I can hear the fear in his voice.

With my Third Eye still open, I go to place my finger on his chest. He tries to back up, but I lift my eyebrow. He clamps down on his jaw and moves back, so my finger touches him.

Time to absorb your target’s energy. 00:02:59:59.

As your target is not a magic-user, the energy that will be absorbed will be their life force.

Time to absorb your target’s life force. 00:00:19:59

Holy shit! I am taking his lifeforce? What the fuck? Am I like a necromancer now?

Mig stares at me, confused at first. But then he starts to frown. “What are you doing? I’m feeling weird.”

“Oh, that. It seems I am taking your life from you. Should only take about 20 minutes,” I tell him with a grin.

“What?” he cries, slapping my hand away and backing away from me. He stumbles over the log he had been sitting on and stares at me in horror.

You have stopped absorbing the lifeforce from your target.

Lifeforce absorbed : 3 months.

“Yes. It seems