Elemental Summoner 1 D. Levesque (beach read .txt) 📖

a second before saying, “Yes, but you killed him, so to the victor goes the spoils.”

I look over at Joar, with my hand still aimed at the soldier. So, he’s saying that since I killed Joar, I get the money? Let’s see how much money he had. “Leeha?” I ask her.

“Yes, Alex?” she asks me quietly, with a smile.

“Can you watch this man, please?” I ask her.

“Of course,” she says, and suddenly there are two large water swords next to her, and they are aimed at the soldier. To his credit, he doesn’t budge. Water, I think, and the six water bullets disappear. I walk towards the wall and think Earth, and the rock wall slowly descends back into the ground. Quicker this time than when I created them, as I don’t care about being quiet.

I walk over to Joar and look down at him, and my stomach almost wants to empty itself. God, the smell is awful. His bowels had let go, and well, the bloody mess that used to be his head isn’t helping either. I see a small pouch tied to his robes’ belt. Reaching down, holding my breath from the smell, I untie it, struggling with the leather strings until I finally get it.

I get up quickly and back away with the bag, and I take a deep breath of air that isn’t laced with shit. I can hear the jingle of coins coming from the bag, and untying the strings, I open it and look inside. I see several coins of different colors, and even some jewels.

I squint up at the soldier and ask him, “How much was your pay?”

He stares at me with wide eyes, but he had already been staring at me with wide eyes before I asked the question. “What?” I ask him.

“You just used two different magics,” he utters in astonishment.

“Oh, shit,” I say, but I notice it comes out in English.

Chapter Eleven

“What are you going to do with him now, Alex?” Leeha asks me uneasily.

“Wait!” he says, suddenly taking a step forward. “I am a Knight of the Falling Star!” he exclaims hurriedly. All right, no clue what that’s supposed to mean.

I look at Leeha to see her reaction, but she is looking at him blankly.

“What?” he asks Leeha in shock. “You don’t know of us? But you’re an Elf!”

“Yeah. Hmm. I haven’t been around another Elf in a long time,” she says awkwardly. She turns to me slightly. “I grew up with my family until the age of twelve when I came into my power early. So I kind of grew up on my own, with my trainer. I don’t really get along with other Elves,” she says, blushing.

“Because you never learned their history?” I ask her curiously.

Nodding, she confesses, “I mean, I now know the history. But I never heard of these Knights of the Falling Star.”

“So,” I say to the soldier. “What are the Knights of the Falling Star?”

He stands up taller, which only makes him more aggressive-looking, and says, “We were created over five hundred years ago with one purpose. Find the Elemental Summoner!”

At those words, I utter “Water. Water Swords,” and put my hands out to my side. Surprisingly though, where I wanted two swords, there are six of them, three on each side of me. And they are all pointing at the Knight, ready to impale him against a tree or two.

“Wait!” he screams in panic.

“Why? You just said you were created to find the Elemental Summoner, who now that you saw me do more than one Elemental magic you know is me, and kill me!” I yell at him.

“What? I never said kill! I said find!” he screams imploringly.

“Isn’t that the same thing?” Leeha shouts at him defiantly.

“No!” he turns to her and shouts, both hands out in front of him. “Our Order is to find the Elemental Summoner and work with him to help him understand the races better so that he doesn’t try to destroy the world!”

“But you’re human,” I say quietly, making an effort to not shout, since even my heart had gone up during this little talk. But honestly, his comment annoys me. “How can you, a human, who it seems on Boromour hates all other races, teach me about understanding other races?”

He says with a sigh, “Because we were taught at a young age not to hate the other races. I was sworn into the Order when I was a young man, at 14 years old. I am 34 now. So, for the last 20 years, I have learned not to hate any other races.”

“Oh really?” Leeha says with a grin. “Alex, you got him?”

“Yes?” I ask her, wondering what she is going to do.

“What’s your name?” Leeha asks the Knight.

“Bryan. Bryan Lambs,” he says, looking unsure at what is going on. Don’t worry, dude. I am not sure either.

“Come here, Bryan Lamb,” Leeha says with a big smile. Bryan looks confused but slowly comes towards us until he is about three feet away, and then he stops. Leeha walks over and stands next to him, making him turn towards her. She looks at me.

“He tries anything, kill him,” she tells me, and I nod. Trust me, I am not about to let anyone do anything to you. Not now that I found myself a hot sexy Elf.

Bryan is looking at Leeha, and now that he is closer, I can see that he is taller than her, and quite broad in the shoulders, or is that the armor? The stops just below his neck, with no helmet that I can see. That might be why his face is so ugly, as it is covered in scars, and it looks like he has had his nose broken many times. He has one scar that goes across one of his eyes, not a large one, but enough to see that a blade just missed taking his eye out. Attached to the back of his armor is a black cape,