Epic of Summoner: Supreme Summoner System in the Apocalypse Chapter 255: Mysterious Assassins

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I had brought the corpse of the Assassins to the Elder of our new Sect, the Water Sect or whatever it was called. The old man had inspected the corpses while we evacuated the half-destroyed building and we moved to another Inn. He had paid for all the destruction as he took responsibility for it.

“How odd, I didn’t knew there was someone that could wield such power and even sneak around… these beings of such high power were acting as measly assassins? This only means that there are other people way above them controlling this… But why? What did they wanted to do with Xijun?” wondered the old man, glancing down at Xijun who seemed rather oddly calm over the situation.

“I don’t know but don’t you have some way to discern who they are? Look at their faces, can’t you recognize them from somewhere? What about their uniforms? Or anything within their bodies?” I asked.

“N-No, I don’t recognize any of these men, they’re mysterious. I don’t even know what uniforms they might belong to, there is no particular thing that might differentiate them from general assassin or rogue uniforms used in most sects.” Said the Elder.

“Ah, you’re such a useless old man, Xijun here almost got attacked by these bastards and the only answer you can give me is that you don’t know? Do you have a death wish, old man?!” I asked, grabbing the man’s neck, I was furious beyond belief. I had not experienced such things before in my life on Earth, and grew restless by the thought of someone wanting to assassinate us while we sleep. Is there even a safe place in such a situation?

“Unggh…! I… I really don’t know!” cried the Elder. Easily knowing I was more powerful than him, I encompassed my divinity over his entire body as if pressuring him to speak. He tried to fight me off with his own divine powers, but they were like a house cat compared to a lion.

“Gustav, stop… That’s enough… He really doesn’t know.” Said Xijun, touching my arm with a bit of strength. Her eyes looked sharp; she was serious.

“You’re protecting him after…? Fine.” I sighed, as I let him go. After all he was going to lead us to our new temporary sect, I couldn’t really treat him like this. I had indeed simply become way too temperamental, I had to calm myself down.

“Thanks for saving me…” said Xijun, as she hugged my stomach out of nowhere.

“Xijun?” I asked, surprised over her sudden showcase of affection.

“I… I was sleeping very profoundly because I was having a strange dream… I couldn’t wake up even when I felt that there was a fight going on outside… I was scared…” she sighed.

“What? You were having a strange dream… But how was it? W-What did you see on it?” I asked.

“I… I don’t know, I saw darkness, darkness in all places trying to devour me completely… It was a scary dream… I don’t want to experience it again… it felt as if my soul was being… held captive… there was someone trying to target me… something…” she sighed, as she suddenly became tear-eyed.

“C-Calm down… Everything is okay, alright?” I sighed, as I petted her head and she nodded faintly.

“Ungh… Cough… Cough…! P-Perhaps the perpetrators were trying to use some sort of Nightmare Magic to keep her in place while the assassins came to kill her… there are people capable of wielding such power around the world. They can keep people from waking up, leaving their bodies defenseless…” sighed the Elder.

“Oh… So that was it… You know something about those that can wield this power?” I asked.

“No, I’ve only heard rumors. But it is said that there are Evil Cultivators that use this Magic for assassinations…” sighed the Elder.

“You’re really an useless old man…” I sighed, resisting the impulse of kicking him in the head.

“Agh… I am sorry. I am indeed useless… I am the Elder given the task of protecting the new disciples… and you both almost got killed while sleeping… T-This is all my fault…” he sighed.

I guess he wasn’t all that idiotic, he recognized that this was indeed part of his responsibility… I guess things are not half bad then? I suppose he is salvageable.

“Sigh… What’s your name, old man?” I asked.

“My name is Gespudo, usually they call me the Lord of Quivering Water… I am surprised you’re interested in this old man.” Sighed the Elder.

“Well its good to know your name at the very least…” I sighed.

“For now, I will erect a barrier, the strongest I can make around the Inn, if anyone else tries to get in, I will know and will come to help.” He said.

“That won’t do much as I am here, but sure, thanks for your consideration.” I said.

“Hm, then I am leaving you on your own.” Said the old man, walking outside of our room.

We were left in an awkward silence in the room, as I left Xijun to sleep over her new bed.

“Sleep for now, I’ll stay awake through the night.” I said.

“You sure?” she asked.

“Yeah, leave this to me.” I said.

“…Okay. Sorry.” She sighed.

“Don’t worry, you sleep for now… Wait a moment.” I said, as I touched her head and conjured a powerful protection spell against external magic.

“This should help you have good night.” I said.

“Thanks…” Xijun said, as she cuddled over the bed and slept rather immediately.

I sighed, as I looked into the moon over the night sky.

I had tried to find the souls of the assassins. After all I am a Necromancer capable of raising Undead, seeing souls, capturing them, and more, doesn’t seem too hard on my book. However, I wasn’t able to find them. Their souls… however… I don’t know how to exactly say this, but they were nowhere to be seen.

The souls were completely gone when they died…

Odd.

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