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

our run today.” That last part is muffled as she has her head in her shirt.

“Yay!” shouts Bridget, losing the clothing she has on as well.

I’m not sure where the clothing goes. Lahana had given Bridget a full new outfit. It disappears when Bridget transforms into an Elemental, but when she transforms back to an elf, it always comes back. Whatever, it’s magic. Getting up as well, I begin to undress and gaze at the two naked girls wo are already in the hot tub, both of them looking my way with smiles. God, if you are listening. Thank you for this amazing morning.

“Something is wrong,” Leeha says, looking through the trees.

The Homestead where the Elders live should be through those trees, but Leeha suddenly stops and crouches down when we approach. I do the same and get down next to her. Bridget is in her Wind form, as she didn’t want to run with us this time.

“What do you mean?” I ask quietly.

“There should have been guards posted, and they should have challenged us. Like when Marken challenged us,” she says worriedly.

Suddenly Water Bullets appear next to her. Thinking it might be trouble, I bring up Fire Bullets and six of them appear as well. She points to her left and puts her finger to her mouth. I nod to her, getting her message. She wants us to go quietly.

As quietly as I can, which is loud compared to her, I follow Leeha. We creep from tree to tree without being challenged once. After a few minutes, Leeha stops abruptly, but then she is running full tilt into the trees. I follow her as fast as I can, but then slow down when I see what she is standing in front of—dead Elves. Leeha is looking down at one of the bodies. She bends down and turns it over.

When I walk up behind her and look, I see it’s an older-looking Elf, but still beautiful, even in death. It looks like he has been stabbed in the chest by something, but there are also burn marks around the area. Did a Fire Sword kill him? I look around and see about twenty or thirty dead Elves. No children, thank God.

“What happened?” I ask her quietly.

“I am not sure,” Leeha says, strain in her voice. I walk up to her and hug her from behind, and she turns quickly into my arms and cries. “Who would do something like this?” she says into my chest.

“Should we look for survivors?” I ask her, kissing the top of her head.

Just what the fuck happened here? As we walk around, checking each body, I see they have all been stabbed, and I can tell that it was with magic swords. Two types, Water and Fire. All the wounds are either wet or burned. So we are dealing with magic users then?

“Humans,” Leeha says vehemently.

“What?” I ask her, perplexed.

She points to another body which I thought was another Elf, but as I turn it over and look down at it, I see what she means. This is not a beautiful Elf, but a squat human, wearing one of those robes I saw the magic users in the city wear. This one is blue, so a Water mage. The dead human is short, with black hair and a beard.

“Slavers,” Leeha growls with such heat that I am surprised the body in front of her doesn’t explode.

“Why would someone do something like this?” Bridget says from behind me. Turning around, I see she is staring at the bodies in confusion.

“If Leeha is correct, they are human slavers. Magic users on top of that,” I tell her. “Leeha, is that why I don’t see any children?” I ask her quietly.

She finally looks away from the dead human on the ground, but while there is anger in her eyes, there is also fear. Fear, I am sure, for the survivors.

“How long ago?” I ask her.

She bends down and touches the dead human. “Not long, he is still warm. He died by a Fire Arrow to the heart.” That’s when I see a scorched hole on his chest, over the heart. “Maybe twenty minutes? Why?” she says dejectedly.

“Because we are going after them,” I tell her, anger in my voice.

How the fuck can someone do this to other people? I am so fucking pissed at the humans on this world. My God might not have put me here to fucking change things, but now I am so pissed that I am about to change these slavers for good. From alive to dead.

“Alex,” Leeha says slowly, “this is not your fight.”

“Like fuck it isn’t Leeha,” I tell her. “These humans took your people, and you’re my wife. I want these fuckers dead. Can you track them?”

She doesn’t say anything at first but then walks over to me, puts her arms around my waist, and looks up at me. “Thank you,” she says, and kisses me on the lips.

She turns around and begins to look on the ground, for what I have no clue. Suddenly, she bends down, looks into the woods on our right, and points. “That way.”

“Lead the way,” I tell her. “Bridget, be ready for anything. I want to take them alive at first, so go with Mind. Sleeping Arrow.”

“Oh, I like that idea,” she says, and there is zeal in her voice.

I look over and she is a swirling, purple-colored female-shaped Elemental. Staring at her too long makes my head almost swoon.

“Oops, let me turn that down,” she says, and then she is just a solid, purple-colored female-shaped Elemental.

I run over to Leeha, who is waiting for me near the treeline. Once I am with her, she turns around and begins to run. One good thing about the last couple of days of running; my body has gotten used to it. But what is interesting is, I am getting used to it too quickly. Like, not at a normal pace. I wonder if that is