Reincarnated as an Elder: I Became the Strongest Summoned Beast in Another World

Chapter 8 Another eventful morning

The Soul Stone on the table no longer shone; Pigman was dead.

From midnight to dawn, Maodie remained awake, sometimes lying on the floor contemplating the meaning of life, and sometimes leaning against the bedside to admire its owner's sleeping face.

Looking at her gentle smile, I wonder what beautiful dream she's having.

"Chivalie, hee hee..."

It was me all along.

He slowly wagged his tail.

The atmosphere is just right; overthinking is pointless, and this is the perfect time to fall asleep.

Just as he was growing increasingly drowsy and drifting off to sleep, the girl sleeping peacefully on the bed suddenly began to murmur in a sobbing voice:

"Chivalier, please don't leave me... You're all I have left..."

Her beautiful dream turned into a nightmare, and even in her dream, tears streamed down her face.

"I'm here, I'm here, I'll always be with you..."

Maodie jumped onto the bed, gently rubbing her head to comfort her. As they talked, he suddenly remembered a forgotten fact:

He seems to be dreaming and hasn't woken up yet—according to human understanding, it seems normal to fall asleep at one's workstation due to not having the 996 work schedule for a long time.

But once he wakes up from the dream, he leaves this world. If he enters the dream again, will he be able to meet Furlin again in this reincarnation?

He might not be able to stay with Furlyn until the end. Maybe it will be tomorrow, or maybe it will be in the near future. The encounter in the dream will eventually come to an end...

"I will always be with you, always..."

Despite his repeated emphasis, he kept shaking his head bitterly, his voice gradually losing its confidence, until it came to an abrupt end.

He was clearly worried, with a mix of confusion and reluctance about the future.

Everything beautiful and hopeful was thus shrouded in a somber gray:

When Pigman dies, countless more troublesome enemies will emerge.

Enemies are like cockroaches, they can't be killed off. Fortunately, he can still protect Furlin... Is that really true?

The enemies are indeed endless, but Modie may not be able to stay with Furlin until the end.

He has parents who are nearly sixty years old in reality, and he must wake up no matter what... But what about Furlyn here?

Faced with what seemed to be an inevitable choice in the future, he felt a deep sense of loss and could not sleep at night ever since.

If the story is destined to end badly, should he still try to cultivate the relationship according to his expectation of a happy ending, even if it would only add to his suffering?

Unable to find the answer, he could only close his eyes and remain trapped in the darkness...

As dawn broke, there was a rustling sound coming from the bed.

"Furlin?"

He opened his eyes in a daze and saw only a pair of slender, jade-like legs that were being skillfully covered with semi-transparent white stockings.

"Why are you up so early today?"

"This...this is a secret~ You'll find out when I get back from my trip. For now, all I can say is good morning, okay?"

Hey, what's this girl up to so early in the morning? Not only is she leaving him behind, but she's also keeping it a secret.

Mao'er is so curious.

However, judging from her secretive and dishonest manner, she must have some surprise for him, right?

"Then I'll wait for you to come back?"

Since it was just a young girl's little wish, and he wasn't an insensitive man, the best solution was to silently wait and follow her lead.

"Okay, you better watch the house well~ Hey, wait a minute... why does this soul stone look like amethyst? It's so pretty!"

Unlike the powerful Mao Die of her previous life, this life's Fu Erlin is just a newbie who has just come into contact with Naruto, so it's only natural that she hasn't seen much of the world.

As a young lady, she has always loved sparkling gemstones, and the fully charged Soul Stone is like a twelve-sided amethyst ore. The way she holds it with her eyes shining is actually quite amusing when you think about it.

The only regret is that this "amethyst" cannot be given to her.

"I'm going to find a string to string them together and use them as the pendant you gave me, Chevalier, what do you think?"

There was a light in her eyes, but... no matter how reluctant she was, Mao Die had to pour cold water on it.

"If you really want it, I can get you another one, but this one alone won't do..."

"ha?"

The girl frowned, and Mao Die shuddered in surprise.

"I... I mean you can have as many as you want, but this... I absolutely have to give it to the Dean, so..."

"Hmph, what's so boring!"

Furlyn huffed and tossed down the Soul Stone, put on her hat, and stormed off.

Today, my little leather shoes are also clattering on the floor, but the scene is not as pleasant as it used to be.

It was supposed to be a lovely morning, but a series of coincidences led to some unfortunate events... What a tragedy!

Mao Die scurried onto a chair, then jumped onto the table with a disgruntled expression, squinting as he scrutinized this source of all evil—the "spreading discord"—

The Soul Stone absorbed the soul of one person and aroused the jealousy of a young girl.

"Absorbing filthy souls really does make you unlucky..."

He muttered under his breath, roughly handling it like a ball of yarn, scraping it against the table with a screeching sound.

"Sizzle—scrape—"

However, the same commotion came not only from the toys under his claws, but also from the outside of the tightly closed door.

Is someone drawing something...? Is it the same group of graffiti artists from yesterday?

Mao Die was too small to open the door, so he could only squat on the table and eavesdrop.

"Heyson! You sneaked back and wrote the 'Witch' on her door?! And you did the 'Cursed One' on my door too, didn't you?"

That's...Ignis's voice?

"Oh, isn't this Miss Ignis, whose soul has been defiled?"

"You are a cursed heretic, how dare you speak to holy orthodox believers like that? Aren't you afraid of bringing shame upon your family if word gets out!"

This Heyson, whose full name is Dean Heyson, is as despicable as his name suggests, and is therefore hated by everyone in the game.

He was a minor nobleman, but by currying favor with the powerful and acting as an accomplice to evil, he managed to obtain a decent position.

He bullied the weak and feared the strong, often taking pleasure in bullying the vulnerable. He was also a notorious scoundrel who indulged in drinking, gambling, and prostitution, earning him the nickname "Yellow Dog."

If Pigman is the leader who spearheads raids, then Heyson, who only dares to sneak around and ambush others, is the true underling. Both of them are the kind of players who will get torn to pieces by other players if they show their health bars in the game.

The NPCs in the Sword Tomb have health bars displayed? Mao Die's wish has come true:

kill!kill!kill!

"What?! You...you stay away! What are you doing, you pervert?! I'm going to tell the headmistress!"

Ignis walked away crying.

"Go ahead, go ahead, no one wants to go against the Orthodox Christians anyway, you cursed lady!"

Only Heissen remained at the door, writing furiously and occasionally letting out a lewd laugh, his shrill voice even more mentally polluting than the legendary "hehehe".

He is not only despicable, but also wicked, possessing a darkness that runs deep, a kind of evil that can either send chills down the spine of the timid or fill the righteous with righteous indignation.

If the doors and windows hadn't been tightly closed, Mao Die really wanted to rush out and stab him... Damn it!

This frustration of being confined to a room despite having the will to fight evil must have been the most painful form of torture for Mao Die, a man of integrity.

That bastard... If only I could sneak out... If only I could kill him...

Mao kept muttering to himself, gradually increasing the pressure he applied to the Soul Stone, when a familiar, soft murmur echoed in his ears:

"Cross-area Teleport——"

Is this... Yvonne's teleportation magic?

Thinking this, he suddenly hugged the Soul Stone and landed on the restored "Seat of Righteousness" wooden sofa.

"Miss Cecilia's classmate, Pigman, is dead. Do you have any leads?"

Before she was seen, her voice was heard, making the direction of her teleportation quite obvious.

"More than that?"

Mao Die was too lazy to waste words, but his eyes flashed with a fierce light as he tossed over a soul stone that looked like amethyst.

"I'd like to kill one more. What do you think?"