Chapter 93: VOL 2 Chapter 38: Ignis, long time no see.
In the middle of Sigrún's mansion garden, Erik stood before Kaiser, Tiberius, and Ebonique, each about a meter tall, dressed in black athletic wear that didn't hinder their movements. Behind him was Seraphina, wearing a professional smile that tried to conceal her amusement.
With a firm step and his hands behind his back, Erik began pacing back and forth in front of the wolves and Ebonique. He spoke loudly in a tone laden with authority, somehow resembling a military commander instructing his troops.
"Well, team, we'll soon make our public debut. Therefore, it's necessary to prepare an entrance worthy of us."
"Sir, yes, sir!"
In response to Erik's announcement came Ebonique's serious voice, accompanied by three pairs of cheerful barks that sounded in unison with her. At that moment, the star-haired boy spoke with authority, keeping his hands behind his back.
"I can't hear you!"
"Sir, yes, sir!!"
Ebonique replied loudly and seriously, as if she were in the midst of something very important, once again accompanied by the wolves, who barked three times in unison. This made Erik nod in satisfaction, prompting him to ask while looking at the pair of wolves.
"Perfect. Kaiser, Tiberius, have you mastered the sky-walking spells?"
In response to Erik's question, Kaiser and Tiberius barked happily as they leapt into the air. They landed on a cloud-like formation that formed out of nowhere just beneath their paws, which they used as a base to jump again, repeating this a couple of times. This allowed them to run through the sky with grace and style.
"Very good."
Evidently pleased, Erik congratulated Kaiser and Tiberius, who quickly landed near him while furiously wagging their tails. This made the star-haired boy smile somewhat amused as he began to pet their heads and even gave them a few cookies as a reward.
"Ebonique, how's your full dragon form coming along?" While petting the pair of spoiled mystical wolf pups, Erik turned to look at his reliable contracted spirit and asked in a firm tone.
Without saying a word, Ebonique rose into the air while increasing in size, quickly reaching 30 meters in length. She transformed into an elegant and terrifying oriental dragon with black scales, possessing magnificent horns that resembled a crown on her head, five claws on each paw, and black electric rays covering her figure—giving off a mystical and majestic aura, like a queen of the sky.
"Hahaha, you look super cool! You're the best, Ebonique."
Seeing the impressive form of his reliable contracted spirit, Erik couldn't help but laugh with excitement as he praised her, his green eyes shining like lanterns. He looked like a small child who had just received the gift he'd been waiting for all year.
Quickly, Ebonique shrank back to her size of 30 centimeters and landed softly in Erik's hands. He began channeling large amounts of mana and Myst into her while gently stroking her, causing her to emit pleasant sounds, feeling completely satisfied with her excuse for the full dragon form.
Lately, Ebonique had been growing impatient and wanted Erik to praise her in her true form. So she came up with the excuse that she had learned an ability that allows her to take the form of a dragon for a limited time, just so she could present herself to Erik in her true form and receive his compliments.
"Do I look good in my dragon form?"
With a tone pleased by Erik's skillful hands, Ebonique asked while looking into her contractor's green eyes. He responded with a huge smile on his face, simultaneously intensifying his massages as a way to show how pleased he was.
"You look perfect—super cool and majestic. You'll steal the show at our debut."
"Hehehe, you dummy, don't praise me so much..."
Upon hearing the praise, Ebonique commented shyly while hiding her head in Erik's chest. He couldn't help but smile amusedly as he increased the amount of mana he channeled into his adorable spirit companion.
Not far from there, seated around a beautiful carved glass table, were Eleonora and Sigrún. They watched the entire 'training' of Erik for his perfect entrance with amusement—something that got into his head once the tournament date was confirmed, and now he did it twice a week, acting like a general while the wolves and Ebonique played along.
Beside the pair of beautiful Masters was Ignis, Sigrún's contracted phoenix spirit, who watched Ebonique filled with jealousy while trying her hardest to restrain her urge to run over there. Knowing this was Ebonique's moment, she could only endure in silence.
After finishing the day's training, Erik approached his Masters along with Seraphina, who quickly arranged the chair, so her young master could sit between Eleonora and Sigrún. He looked at the beautiful blue phoenix on the table and then commented with a slight smile on his face.
"Ignis, long time no see. Have you been well? If it weren't for my Master telling me you were busy in your world, I would've been worried—you haven't even come by for your daily mana ration."
"Yes, I had to sort out a couple of things on my side, but I'm finally done. Though I really missed you, for now, just give me all the mana I missed during this time." With agile and elegant movements, Ignis rose into the sky and landed on Erik's lap, then commented in a somewhat sad voice.
"Of course."
With a cheerful smile, Erik began to stroke Ignis's head and back. Despite appearing to be made of blue fire, she actually felt like a normal bird to the touch, while he gave her abundant amounts of his mana. At the same time, Ebonique settled on his head in her smallest size, and Seraphina served tea and cookies for him with a professional smile.
Using his phantom hands, Erik took a few cookies—one for himself and others for Kaiser and Tiberius, who were putting on a dramatic show, 'crying' and lamenting while looking at the cookies on the table. At that moment, he greeted his beautiful Masters with a smile.
"Hello, Masters. How did it go?"
"Fufufu, quite well. Although there were plenty of things to do regarding the planet's security for the event, so we worked non-stop to see you as soon as possible." Eleonora commented with a smile while kissing her beloved disciple's cheek—something Sigrún quickly did as well, kissing Erik's other cheek and commenting with a smile.
"Yes, it was really exhausting, but all for the place to be perfectly safe to hold the tournament."
"What did you have to do?" Erik asked, a bit confused, since for his Masters to consider something exhausting, it must have been a monumental task.
"Well, we actually had to secure five parsecs of space around the planet and set up all kinds of high-level protection, alert, defense, and counterattack formations in the place." Eleonora replied with a smile while tidying up some of Erik's starry hair. He commented in understanding.
"That sounds like something really exhausting."
"A bit, but what's truly tiring is the attention to detail that's required. There can't be a single point of failure, or it would be a possible attack window for the enemy, so you have to stay very focused the whole time. Normally, a job like that would take a couple of months, but who can endure so much time without their love? So we did it all in two weeks, hehe."
Sigrún commented with a tired smile while hugging Erik tightly—something that made her feel calm, safe, and finally at home, something that Eleonora quickly imitated with a beautiful smile on her face.
"You really worked hard."
After properly settling Ignis on his lap, Erik gently patted his Masters' heads and commented in a warm tone while they hugged him tightly at his sides. They all remained in a comforting silence, feeling each other's warmth, which ended when Seraphina commented in a professional voice.
"Young master, you'll be late for your meeting with the director."
"Oh, that's right. I'm sorry, Masters, but I have to go." Upon hearing the reminder from his reliable personal maid, Erik opened his eyes and commented in realization, simultaneously releasing his embrace from his beautiful Masters.
"Leave that old man's appointment for another day..."
While capturing Erik's arm between her ample bosom, Sigrún commented in a low voice with a reluctant tone. After all, she had been working non-stop for two whole weeks without being able to contact her beloved disciple, so she urgently needed a huge dose of Erikium, and nothing would stop her from getting it—much less that stinky old man who loved taking advantage of people.
"Yes, send him a message that your masters won't let you go out today, that it's better to wait for another day."
For her part, Eleonora commented in a honeyed tone while trapping Erik's hand between her luscious thighs and resting her head on his shoulder. Erik could only comment with a playful smile while gently squeezing his Masters' legs, indicating that they should let him go.
"Hehe, I can't do that. I have pending business with the director, and I need the money to finance my brand."
"And we've told you dozens of times that you don't have to work for that stinky old man. You have dozens of rings filled with maximum purity mana crystals. Use them and stop playing hard to get." Sigrún commented irritably with her eyes closed, simultaneously accommodating Erik's arm better between her breasts and squeezing her legs to immobilize his hand.
When Eleonora and Sigrún found out that stingy Erik had spent 500 million high-purity mana crystals, they got excited, thinking he was finally willing to spend money. So they loaded him up with dozens of storage rings filled with maximum purity mana crystals, intending to send him to various auctions for fun spending.
But to their complete disappointment, that stingy star-haired boy flatly refused to return to an auction, to the point where he started calling them devilish places full of temptations designed to take money from honest, hardworking people like him.
"Well, actually those rings are kept by Seraphina, and it's not a good idea to spoil me like that—it'll make me arrogant and unprincipled..." Erik commented in a defeated voice while moving his hands in an attempt to escape the clutches of his indulging Masters.
"That won't happen. If you could really end up like that, we wouldn't give them to you." Eleonora joined Sigrún in her protest and commented in a serious tone, still with her eyes closed, while immobilizing Erik's arm between her breasts. He could only comment in a conciliatory tone.
"But I really want to develop this prototype, and working there will give me opportunities to meet interesting talents for the future development of my brand..."
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