Elemental Summoner 1 by D. Levesque (best beach reads of all time TXT) 📕

brother Marken off the ground, even though she was the one who essentially slammed him into it. Once he is standing up, he brushes himself off and looks at me.

“She must really like you,” he says and sighs. “Come on. We are close to the Homestead.” He turns around and heads off into the woods.

“Homestead?” I ask, curious about the term. “Not a village or city?”

Leeha walks over to me as we start to follow her brother. “We Elves don’t have villages or cities. The Homestead is quick to take down and move if we get attacked.”

“Attacked? By what?” I ask her.

“Humans,” she says, and there is anger in her voice. “Slavers, really. Marauders.”

Fucking hell, I need to get powerful enough to change that one day. It pisses me off when people are treated like that. And while I have only met the Elves, I am sure the humans treat the other races just as badly.

After about fifteen minutes of walking, we emerge from the forest into an open area, and I get my first look at an Elven Homestead. Now I see what Leeha meant about being able to take it down quickly. It’s full of what we called yurts on Earth. Or close to it, anyway. These structures aren’t as high, though. Marken heads towards a certain one, and as I look around, all the Elves are staring at me in open shock. Some with fear. As we get closer to the one we are heading towards, Marken yells out, “Mother!” and that is when I notice that he is speaking in Elvish. It didn’t dawn on me ‘til now that earlier he had been speaking to me in Prithgarian. “We have a pig of a human as a visitor.”

The yurt’s curtain, or door, moves aside, and a female Elf steps through, and right away I can see the resemblance to Leeha. This is Leeha, matured. She is just as beautiful as her daughter, and behind her follows a copy of Marken, but again, older. More refined. They are both dressed in leathers that are the color of tanned hides. At seeing me, they both stop in their tracks.

Suddenly, two Fire Swords appear on each side of the female Elf, and they are pointed my way. Oh, so she is a Fire mage? And two swords on each side, so that means she is more powerful than Leeha, who can only do one on each side with her Water Swords.

“Mother, stop!” Leeha screams, stepping in front of me with both arms outstretched.

“He is human!” Leeha’s mother shouts, anger on her face.

“Mother, you need to stop, or trust me, Alex will be able to destroy this whole Homestead,” Leeha shouts at her mother desperately. Wait, what the fuck are you saying, Leeha! I am not looking to destroy your Homestead!

“Not if I destroy him first!” Leeha’s mother says angrily.

Leeha sighs in frustration and turns to me and says, “Alex. Please show her your powers. Use Fire to prove it.”

I look at her oddly, but doing what she says, I call up Fire, and then Fire Sword.

You have used the spell Fire Swords. You have used 10 points of power.

Just as suddenly as Leeha’s mother had brought hers out, I bring out my swords, but there are six large Fire Swords, three on each side, and they are pointing at her. Which, let me tell you, was not what I thought of when I first thought of meeting Leeha’s parents.

Suddenly there are Elves all over the camp carrying bows, with their arrows pointing straight at me—a good dozen of them. I decide to see how much power I can manifest so I call up Fire Sword again. And again, Fire sword, and a third time Fire Sword.

You have used the spell Fire Swords. You have used 10 points of power.

You have used the spell Fire Swords. You have used 10 points of power.

You have used the spell Fire Swords. You have used 10 points of power.

When I am done, pointing at Leeha’s mother are not three, but a total of twelve Fire Swords.

At the stunned looks on Leeha’s parents’ faces and the fact that her mother’s Fire Swords disappear in a blaze of flame, Leeha turns to see what caused that reaction. Upon seeing my twelve Fire Swords, she stares at me in shock and says, “Holy fucking hell!”

Chapter Nineteen

“Alex, what did you just do?” Leeha asks me, perplexed.

“Well, I assumed you wanted me to impress your parents with my power, so when I saw all these other Elves aiming bows at me, I thought I would bring up more Fire Swords,” I tell her, feeling like an idiot for maybe going overboard. I look around and notice all the bows are now pointing down at the ground, and everyone is staring at me in shock. “

“Hmm, Alex,” Leeha says, coming closer to me and whispering. “That shouldn’t even be possible!”

“Oh,” I tell her, smiling awkwardly. “Well, I can stop.”

“Isn’t it kind of too late?” she says with a chuckle. “Though,” she says, turning back to her mother, who has turned pale and is being held up by Leeha’s dad, while her eyes are riveted on me. “It might have stopped my mother from doing something stupid. Shall we go meet them?”

“Hmm, sure?” I tell her hesitantly.

“Oh, and you can cancel your spells,” she says with a smile.

Nodding to her, I think Fire and all the swords disappear in an explosion of sparks. I follow behind Leeha as she walks to her mother. Her parents watch me warily, almost as if getting ready to run. Once she is in front of her mother, Leeha hugs and kisses her. Then she kisses her father, who is dazed and only looking at me.

“Now,” Leeha tells them. “Are we ready to talk like adults?”

Leeha’s mother looks at me and nods slowly. “Yes, I think that would be best.”

Congratulations. Achievement! Impress the Parents.

“What the fuck!” I yell out at the announcement in my