Reborn with Steve Stand-Chapter 717: Dragonoid Nest

"Ha?"

Upon hearing Fang Mo's words, not only Sharan, but even the little mage beside them was stunned for a moment. She looked up at Fang Mo and asked, "Wait, what kind of weird nickname is that?"

"Why?" Fang Mo chuckled and asked, "You don't like this name?"

"That's not even a name, right?" the other party couldn't help but say. "If anything, it sounds more like you've given me a new nickname, doesn't it? And summoning the Jade Emperor... are you suggesting you want to be my summoned creature?"

"Is that not allowed?"

"No, it's not!"

The little mage immediately shouted, "Who would willingly want to become a summoned creature? Besides, aren't we... friends?"

At the last few words, the other party seemed to avert her gaze slightly.

"Uh, little adventurer," Sharan suddenly spoke up beside them, "you seem to have some misunderstandings about summoners. Summoning contracts actually come in many forms; it's not like you think."

"Huh?" The little mage was stunned again. "Is... is that so?"

"Of course," Fang Mo interjected, "summoning contracts are also ranked. Just because you can enslave brainless dark(black)... elemental spirits doesn't mean you can enslave the thirteen apostles of the demon world, right?"

"I see." After this explanation, the little mage seemed a bit embarrassed and turned her head awkwardly, saying, "Sorry, I've always been more interested in elemental magic and haven't learned much about summoning."

"This gentleman is correct," Sharan nodded in agreement, "Summoners typically seek out powerful beings and find ways to make contracts with them, paying some price to get their help in battle."

"Of course, if the entity has no intellect or is relatively weak, you can use magic to forcibly control them," Sharan added after a moment's thought.

"Is that so?" The little mage nodded instinctively and then turned to Fang Mo, "So, would I need to pay a price to summon you?"

"You want to freeload the Jade Emperor?" Fang Mo glared at her fiercely.

"Then... What's the price?" She instinctively shrank back a bit.

"Everything," Fang Mo said in a deliberately deep voice, but then he couldn't hold back his laughter. "But seriously, even if I don't mind, with your current abilities, summoning me would be too much. I think you could at most summon a part of me, like my ochinchin or something."

"..." Even Sharan couldn't help but facepalm at this point.

"Can you be serious for once?" the other party said, exasperated. "If you keep this up, I'll switch to being a battle mage because I want to punch you in the face."

"Oh no, a demon world female fist!" Fang Mo exclaimed.

"You..."

"Alright, alright, just kidding." Fang Mo immediately placed a hand on her head before she could explode. "I was just joking earlier. The actual cost to summon me is simple, it might just give you a headache... Don't worry, it's nothing deadly."

"Really?" She asked skeptically.

"Yes, yes, yes," Fang Mo nodded earnestly, then looked at Sharan ahead, "Anyway, I'll leave her to you. Hurry up and turn her into a summoner."

"Uh... okay," Sharan nodded hesitantly.

To be honest, she didn't dare refuse the other party's request at all, as the aura of intimidation was simply too terrifying.

In short, after Sharan nodded in agreement, the transfer of the little mage's profession was set in stone.

With Fang Mo accompanying, the little mage quickly completed the profession transfer task, learned several commonly used spells of a summoner, and smoothly became a summoner.

The so-called commonly used summoner spells were nothing more than a magic to sign contracts with other creatures, a summoning magic, and several spells to aid summoned creatures in battle.

Time flew by quickly.

A few hours later, in the depths of the forest on the eastern coast.

"Sigh, summon, summon."

As the two walked through the woods, Fang Mo, having finished eating a wild strawberry, suddenly approached the little summoner. "Can you perform that spell again?"

"Can't you call me by my name just once?"

Hearing this, the little mage's eyes twitched. "Stop calling me by my profession title. My name is Flavo. If that's too hard, you can call me Fufu..."

"Alright, Lala," Fang Mo said seriously. "I am your friend, Dingding."

"..."

The other party immediately rubbed her temples in exasperation. After a moment of silence, she eventually chose to compromise. "Fine, just call me Summon."

"Alright, Summon. Got it, Summon."

Fang Mo smiled. He wasn't intentionally messing with her; the name simply reminded him of some old friends, though he wouldn't explain this to her. "Anyway, perform that spell for me quickly."

"Seriously..."

The little mage— or Summon, as Fang Mo called her—took a deep breath, clearly trying to suppress her anger. She waved her hand forward and shouted, "Come out! Stalker!"

With her shout, the shadow on the ground seemed to come alive and wriggled.

Soon, a pitch-black creature emerged from the shadow.

It was an amorphous small monster, forming a head-like structure as it rose from the shadow, with a magical shackle around it.

This creature was the basic summoning entity for a summoner, a lower-level elemental spirit.

According to the Arad universe, there are four types of elements: light, ice, fire, and dark, each corresponding to an elemental spirit. Stalker represented the dark element.

Due to the magical elements permeating the world, these were one of the few summoned creatures that could be forcibly created by magic.

However, the quantity and strength of these elemental spirits depended on the concentration of magical elements around them. For instance, there were many fire spirits near magma, whereas snow-covered mountains were dominated by ice spirits.

"Ha ha, yes, this is it."

Fang Mo laughed upon seeing this. "I like Stalker the most. Look how dark it is, practically born to be whipped."

"Why do I have to deal with someone like you?"

Summon covered her forehead with her hand.

"Hurry up." Fang Mo urged. "This is part of the contract price. You have to listen to me, now perform."

"..."

Summon was filled with anger. This was so unreasonable; she didn't even want to become a summoner in the first place.

She looked at Stalker in front of her.

As mentioned earlier, lower-level elemental spirits had little intelligence, so it looked at her with a blank gaze.

Summon got increasingly annoyed and lashed out with a whip.

"Idiot! Fool! Get to work!"

The whip stung Stalker, making it jump forward.

To be fair, the whip worked efficiently. Stalker quickly noticed a goblin squatting by the roadside. Ignoring whether the goblin was hostile, its slime-like body rapidly contracted into sharp spikes and thrust towards the goblin.

"Ow!"

With several bloody holes in its buttocks, the goblin jumped up with a scream.

Then it bared its teeth and fought with Stalker.

"Yes, this is it."

Fang Mo was satisfied, patting Summon's shoulder. "You finally learned to use the whip. As your teacher, I'm proud... By the way, interested in going to Marvel with me? I want to introduce you to a friend."

"Shut up."

Summon took a deep breath. "I don't want to use this whip. Don't you think it's too cruel? Stalker can barely fight goblins. If it faced other monsters, it would be beaten to death. Even lower-level spirits have lives."

"Yeah, yeah, the kind master can't bear to see this."

Fang Mo said cooperatively.

"... Forget it, I don't want to talk to you."

Summon couldn't even be bothered to argue, rolling her eyes and then walking towards the Sky Tower ahead. "I should go to the Sky Tower to enhance my strength. That way, I can sign contracts with a few more powerful summoned beasts."

"What!?"

However, what Summon didn't expect was that as soon as she finished speaking, Fang Mo behind her looked at her with a face full of surprise. "Did you just say… you want to beat all the lords of the Sky Tower to their knees and make them your... slaves?"

"I didn't say 'slaves!!!"

"Oh, I get it, you mean slaves, right?"

Hearing her rebuttal, Fang Mo immediately gave a thumbs up. "So you want to enslave these lords and then let these monsters fight each other. What a sinister plan…"

"I never said slaves either!"

Summon shouted, but the next second she felt a sudden inexplicable thump in her heart.

Yes, after being with Fang Mo for so long, she could roughly sense something. At this moment, an ominous feeling rose from the bottom of her heart. "I'm telling you, don't mess around…"

"What's the second awakening of the summoner called again?"

Before she could explain, Fang Mo suddenly hit his hand and said, "Oh right, it's called the Lunar Princess. How about I just call you the Sinister Princess!"

"I don't have any sinister plans, nor do I want to be a princess…"

Summon helplessly covered her forehead. "What world are you from, hell? Why is every word you say so wicked?"

"Palestine is wicked."

Fang Mo retorted, "I'm very virtuous. If you don't believe me, you can check the soap in my bathroom…"

"Sorry, I don't understand what you're saying."

Summon said irritably, "I was talking about the virtue of merit."

"Uh…" Fang Mo hesitated for a moment after hearing this, "Well, I often press 1, so I still have some virtue left…"

"Press 1? What's that?"

Hearing this, the other party looked at Fang Mo again in confusion.

Yes, this guy is from Arad, so he is completely different from someone like Logan who makes modern jokes. The cultural differences sometimes make her unable to catch the punchlines.

But this difficulty didn't bother Fang Mo at all.

"Emmm…"

He pondered for a moment and then said to Summon, "How about this, let's co-invest in a beef shop. You summon Minotaurs, I'll cut the meat, and then I'll deliberately shortchange customers. Every pound of beef sold saves two ounces of Minotaur meat… isn't that immensely virtuous?"

"???"

This completely baffled Summon.

"No, you…"

After being greatly shocked, Summon took a long time to come up with the words, "Minotaurs also have families and mothers…"

"Ridiculous, should I eat their mothers instead of yours?"

Fang Mo laughed again, "You're not suited to be a saint, just be the Sinister Princess and come wreak havoc with me."

With these words, Fang Mo lifted her by the collar and instantly activated spatial teleportation.

In the next second, the surrounding space suddenly shifted rapidly. The lush forest around them disappeared, replaced by a magnificent palace with intricate decorations, gems everywhere, and some ancient dragon statues.

"What is this?"

The sudden change of scenery stunned Summon.

She instinctively looked around and soon saw a group of draconic humanoids ahead.

Yes, this was already the lower level of the Sky Tower, also known as the Lower Amon, ruled by the descendants of Bakal… the dragon race. It was now referred to as the Dragonoid Nest by adventurers.

"Where did you suddenly take me!?"

Due to the lingering influence of Tyrant King Bakal in the Demon Realm, seeing these dragon people startled Summon, "Hurry, take me back!"

"Don't panic, let me check the situation first."

However, Fang Mo ignored the struggling little thing in his hand, looking around as if he were in a market, and soon saw a blue and white draconian, stronger than the others, holding a trident not far away.

Since Fang Mo had played the game, he recognized it as Lakius, the lord of the Dragonoid Nest.

Lakius was also puzzled, completely unable to understand how these two humans suddenly appeared.

But before it could order the other draconians to attack, Fang Mo raised his hand towards it.

"Universal Pull."

A massive gravitational force struck, and Lakius couldn't resist. Its strong body was uncontrollably pulled over.

Then, Fang Mo stepped on it. Although Lakius tried to struggle, it felt as if Fang Mo's foot was heavier than the entire Sky Tower. No matter how hard it struggled and roared, Fang Mo's foot didn't budge an inch.

"Who… are you?"

In anger, Lakius shouted up at him.

"From now on, your name is Fleet."

But Fang Mo ignored it and instead brought Summon to its front. "Remember, you owe your current situation to her… she's your master now, you can call her princess."