Summoner : The Raleighs

Chapter 10

"SYLVA" I called out.

People were still getting used to the ideas of Elves and Humans being allies and I knew of a few protests that had popped up. Of course Alfric allowed them to stay for as long as he could before Harold sent summoners to stop it. His own private guard sometimes.

Tarquin and Isadora had dismissed my worries and told me they were going to go browse for new clothes and promptly left.

I was panicking not knowing what to do. Harold would be disappointed in me. If something happened to her a full blown war would break out and the orcs would capitalise on this turmoil.

Athena sent soothing thoughts into my mind and that's when I realised I was a summoner with 2 demons able to fly.

While Circe may be a bit large and cause a bit of panic in the crowd it was necessary.

I unravelled my scroll lightly grazing my knife realising it could come in handy.
I summoned Athena first, sending her out to scout.

Circe took my much longer but I managed it and mounted her careful not to poke myself on her spikes.

She let out a roar into the crowd and took off ignoring the screams.

I sent Athena out further and me and Circe scouted the areas near where I last saw her.

5 minutes had passed and every ticking second made me more anxious. Sylva was someone I was told to be friends but actually enjoyed her company. I was stupid to tell her in a way that made it seem like I forced myself to befriend her.

15 minutes and still nothing. It was early evening now and I was contemplating if I should sense Athena out to get help ot if i should just keep her scouting.

20 minutes and I had spotted Othello exiting the Dwarven Quarters but I ignored him as his demon wouldn't be much help in finding Sylva.

30 minutes and Athena alerted me of something going on in a square. I made my way to her swiftly and saw the horrible sight of an elf that had to be Sylva blindfolded and tied to a post.

A man held a knife brandishing it to the crowd and they cheered screaming profanities at Sylva.

I didn't think as I began etching the telekinesis spell and sent a blast of raw power at the man who threatened her. Athena swept down and began clawing at him as Circe descended down to help.

She was excited and I could sense her feeding off my murderous intent with glee. Athena of course was calm and controlled and only attacked to ward the man off not kill.

Sadly for Circe I had a more important task for her and that was to rip off Sylvas restraints as I handled this crowd off racists.

"HOW DARE YOU ATTACK THIS ELF THAT IS UNDER THE PROTECTION OF THE KING OF HOMINUM HIMSELF" My voice boomed into the crowd causing there to be a hushed silence.

"We are allied with the elves as without them we will all fall to the savage orcs that lay over the horizon building up their armies ready to plunder out lands. This elf has left her home and sanctuary for out survival not hers and you repay her like this?" A few people looked down with others looking shamed.

But one woman near the front still held her anger. She threw a rock directly at Sylva hitting her head.

Circe roared loudly and stung before anyone could react. The Women would die soon.

Iheld no remorse as her convulsing body went through what mine did all those weeks ago. She had brought it upon herself.

"Let that be a warning for those of you who still don't obey. Elves are under the protection of the king and anyone disobeying that will meet a fate similar to this woman"

Sylva was bleeding and the universe seemed to enjoy the scene as it send down the rain to wash away the scene.

I gently guided her onto Circe and helped the disoriented, most likely concussed girl, climb up. Then jumped on behind her and left taking her to the one place I knew she would get help even if a certain old king would grumble and most likely punish me for helping her.

The castle was soon appearing and Circe unceremoniously landing straight at the entrance. Sylva was on the verge of passing out so I left her on Circe as we went to enter the castle.

"State your name and business" one of the guards stated eyeing the Manticore warily.

"Can't you see I'm in a hurry!? Do you think I would turn up here with a bleeding summoner and not have good business?"

The guard still didn't budge causing me to realise he was under the influence of Alfric like most of the human guards. They were told not to allow scum into the palace unless if they were servants.

"FINE I'm Fletcher Raleigh and me and this elf have an audience with the king"

The guard nodded slowly.

"I'll need to go confirm that"

I had enough and just sent Circe forwards ignoring the guards protests as she swatted away the spears they held. Entering the great hall and going to the infirmary was quite quick as Sylva was in the infirmary bed in no time. She had passed out but the nurses were caring for her until I could fetch a trusted summoner to heal her. Alfric and his lot would surely try to disfigure her bones if he asked them to perform the spell.

I rushed to Harold's room leaving Circe to guard the Sylva and Athena to spot if anyone was coming towards the infirmary.

Harold wasn't in his room.

I ran to the dining hall.

It was empty save for a few dwarves servants who were cleaning.

I knew the next best plausible place but wished that it wasn't.

I barged into the meeting room with as much grace as I could muster.

Every eye turned on me as I bowed slightly making eye contact with Harold.

Luckily it seems it wasn't an official meeting and it was more of Harold and his Allies in the council discussing policies.

"Fletcher what are you doing here? You should be at Vocans" Harold spoke calmy but could see the distress in my eyes.

"Harold I am sorry to disturb you but I need you to come with me and only you"

Harold raised a eyebrow but complied sensing the boy, he considered a son, urgency.

Harold nodded to the nobility and generals in the room as he left closing the grand door behind him.

I didn't give him a second to explain as they wasn't enough time.

I called out for him to follow me as I ran back to the infirmary seeing Sylva lying there with a Nurse cleaning her wound.

Harold was panting when he stumbled in.

He observed the scene.

His face darkened.

"Who did this"

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YIPPEE ANOTHER CHAPTER DONE.

Yes Circe killed someone. Do I care not really as it just thickens the plot. Not everything will be accurate to the story as I am going off memory and well if it was the exact same then why even read this.

Also sir caulder should be added probably. If I remember then next chapter maybe 🫣

Well thanks for reading i guess. Also really weird thing but for some reason chapter 6 I think has like less views than 7 or 8 and I'm wondering if people are just anti chapter 6. It's okay because I'm anti writing but hey I did this and yep.

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Sorry for yapping here it's probably longer than the chapter and I'm still writing. Okay bye