A Magical Tale: The Peerless Summoner

Several minutes later...

Suddenly, Helena's and Sylla's eyes snapped open.

As soon as their eyes opened wide, Helena's friends, the people of the Fey race, and the people of the nine races that allied against the Fey kingdom gasped in utter astonishment.

This girl before them had actually revived a dead person? How wondrous and miraculous!

Helena who previously knelt besides Sylla's cold body stood to her feet with a smile in her face. 

She had actually done the impossible. Then she thought to do something about this so that what she did here wouldn't go far into the world, as it can cause a greater calamity, one that it degree can't be imagined or fathomed. So, she therefore decided to do something about it. And this was not to the Fey people, but to the enemies of this race. 

It only took a second for her to think all these. 

Then after bringing herself to stand firmly on her feet, she stretched her hand at Sylla to help her up. 

The intensely agonizing pains that previously afflicted Sylla, which she had sustained from the intense deadly battle between her race and the ten allied kingdoms, had totally vanished, since Helena had earlier continuously bombarded her body with Mage-level healing spells which she was able to do using her immensely over-powering Hrithika form.

Once Sylla stood back to her feet, the remaining people of the Fey race went on their knees and greeted with happiness in their eyes.

"Welcome back, Chief!" 

They all happily roared out at once while in their kneeling positions.

Sylla delightedly nodded her head at them and told them to stand back to her feet.

She then looked at Helena and said with eyes that glittered with feelings of gratefulness.

"Thank you very much Helena for risking your life to bring me back from that realm." She said with a sincere appreciative tone in her voice which Helena only smilingly nodded to.

Helena then said to her with a stern expression in her face "Sylla, please don't ever give thanks to me for whatever I will do for you again. You deserved it. And if you dare to do so next time, I will permanently, magically seal your mouth."

Sylla heard Helena's threat and raucously laughed it off, causing Helena to raise her clenched fist at her.

"I won't dare to, Helena." She said in the next instant while Helena nodded her head.

Then Sylla asked looking at Helena "So Hel, what do you plan to do with these ones? Should I order our men to kill them?"

Helena shook her head.

"No, we can't do that, Sylla" She said.

Then she continued "Now that so many Fey warriors have died, it's only right that we make these bastards our disposable warriors, I mean, our cannon fodders."

"Anytime a war breaks out between another kingdom and ours, they would be the one sent to the battle frontline to fight, and not any of the Fey warriors." 

Sylla nodded her head. 

She then said with a light of comprehension in her eyes to what Helena mentioned to her "Your plan is to treat them as our expendable warriors, right?" 

"Yea" Helena said with a slight nod of her head. 

She then continued "So, we would create something like Outer Court warriors, Inner Court warriors and Elite Defenders. These people, would be the one that would comprise the Outer Court warriors. While the normal-skilled Fey warriors will compose the Inner Court warriors. Then the exceptional, battle-proficient and specially-trained Fey warriors will comprise the Elite Defenders."

Sylla nodded her head.

"That's a good plan" She said. 

She then looked at Helena strangely and asked with a curious gaze in her eyes "But, would they agree to be cannon fodders to our kingdom? If we announce this to them, it might start another war again. And this time, they would really fight with all their mights and lives since we have subjected them to something far lower than living entities. You know, we plan to use them as meatshields of war."

Haha! 

Helena grinned.

She then said "I know that too, Syl. But I think that there is something that I can do about this."

Once Helena said this, Sylla's eyes shone with an indescribable expression in her face. Then she face-palmed in the next moment. 

"I have quickly forgotten how powerful you are. Of course you will have a way to do something about this." She said while Helena looked at her with a bright glow of puzzlement in her eyes.

"What power are you talking about, Sylla? I haven't grown to be able to conquer entire kingdoms all by myself. I am still very far from it. But I know that I will eventually get there someday, in the soonest future maybe." Helena said with an aura of unshakable confidence emitting from her body.

Sylla looked at her and became perplexed.

She then said "But in that realm, you were insanely powerful. You transformed yourself into something similar to those tyrannous horned dictators but tens of thousands of times larger than them in size. So, how would you able to quickly command such astounding power in that realm that could enable to run amok in that place, and now tell me that you are still far from conquering territories governed by rulers or monarchs by yourself here in this world? Are you lying to me Helena, probably you don't want me to see you and treat you as a powerful Goddess instead of a friend?"

Once Sylla said this, Lydia and the others looked at Helena with shock in their eyes.

So she became like a gigantic being in that world? How did she manage to do that, in a world where they totally believe would have zero Aetha energy?

These questions flashed in their minds and they couldn't help but stare at her with total mystification in their eyes.

"Stop that, Sylla." Helena said rolling her eyes at Sylla. 

She then continued "Yea, I was kinda really powerful in that world. But I think it was only because I was in my spirit form that I was able to produce such level of power. Like, I was able to easily tap into the energy that abounds in that world because I was a spirit, in a spirit world. So, I was able to obtain pure spiritual energy which I used to do those things that you witnessed me do" 

"But here, I am a human. A human spellcaster to be precise. And since the power systems of the worlds are really different, I can't produce what I did there in that world in this world. Furthermore, since the programming of this world requires that one has to climb their way to the apex of magical power by absorption, re-absorption and circulation of Aetha energy, then learning and mastering of high-level magical spells, I am still truly far from achieving that level of power that I exhibited in that world." 

"However, I have a cheat that would enable me to briefly unlock a very high level of power. It's what I plan to use upon these bastards. You just seat back and watch to see what happens. Haha!"

Helena said and grinned.

She then left their presence to come before the nine races which were previously ten races, since one had been totally wiped out by her due to the evil thoughts of one of them against her.

When she got in front of them, she said like a real wicked and brutal dictator.

"Stand back to your feet!"

Then the nine races all stood back on their feet and began to look at her.

Then with the aura of ruthlessness and mind-shuddering tyranny beginning to exude from her slender figure, and a terrifying, bone-chilling light emitting from her eyes, she said further to the nine races looking unbelievably at her "Today, what you have done here has caused a lot of loss to the Fey race which I assist in governing over it entire affair. You should be truly proud of that!" 

She then continued "However, we won the battle in the end, as you all bowed to me out of fear for your puny, miserable lives. Therefore, this meant that we should be one to be full of pride." 

"But anyways, I am not here to talk with you over how to settle things, with everyone of you going back to your kingdoms with smiles in your faces and finding ways to make it progress. No! That is not what I am here for. There is no truce or peace treaty or anything like that to be signed here. Since you are here listening to my speech and staring at me with dreadful, ugly faces, you are my prisoners. My captives, and you will do exactly as I instruct you. If you fail to do as I say, you will be destroyed. Mark my words!"

Once Helena said this, the nine races looked at her with great evil in their eyes that even many of the remaining Fey race warriors that stood before her to readily rush into action to protect her in case an attack was unleashed at her, could feel a great amount of sinister intents beginning to wildly surge around the bodies of the members from the nine races.

Helena who had also perceived their intents gave a smile.

Then just before she could speak, an elderly man from a particular race came out and said to her "Young girl, you should be careful of how you talk to elders. We aren't your mates or peers in terms of power. If not for your colossal horned beasts that you somehow, fortunately acquired from some place in this world, you wouldn't come before us to boldly say the rubbish that you just mentioned to us. If you truly want to earn our fear and respect of you, tell your beast to only watch from above and not do anything, no matter what would happen. Then, we would no know is boss. Whether you prideful, lousy thing or us."

Haha!

Helena suddenly grinned.

Then she said with a cold voice "If you think the same as this bold and courageous elderly bastard before me. Come forward! Let's have a small, friendly 'discussion' on magic and spellcasting."