Reincarnated With A Summoning System

The conversation that the Djinn and Cain were having gave the Oath Breakers an incredibly great idea. If the one they wanted wasn’t named Morgeth, all they had to do was find the one person without the compliance debuff and borrow them.

The fact that they hadn’t been able to find the enemy leader so far had annoyed them to no end, and they had even asked a few other demons with search talents to help them find Morgeth over the last few days with no luck.

Fortunately, for them, finding a specific debuff, or lack thereof, was much easier.

The Oath Breakers split up and began searching through the recently occupied towns again, and then moved on to the outskirts of the army encampments.

They couldn’t get any closer, as they were fast, but not invisible, and a bit too large to blend in with the crowd.

[Except maybe we aren’t? These are almost all Demons, why don’t I just walk in, look around and walk out? When was the last time someone actually had the balls to question one of us?] One of them asked, gaining the immediate support of the others.

Even if it went wrong, they could just go on a massacring rampage through the army camp and have Cain summon a replacement for themselves when they were inevitably killed.

That was the best idea any of them had come up with today, at least in the minds of the Oath Breakers, so one per army camp simply walked in to investigate. They waved at the guards on patrol, walked past the guards at the barricades with authority, and directly into the center of Camp where they could scan as many people as possible.

[Nothing here.] The first one reported.

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[Same.] The second and third replied sadly.

[Holy crap, I found Morgeth. The actual Morgeth, and it’s just some level two hundred oracle girl. I am totally kidnapping her.] The last one decided.

Morgeth herself had yet to realize that the Oath Breaker was coming for her. An Oracle’s visions were mostly tragedy and death, and the Mythic Demon had no intentions of harming her. There was a good chance that the leader would come back to this camp though, since the figurehead was here, so the Oath Breakers made plans to keep an eye on the area, while the lucky winner brought their captive back to Cain.

“Hi, my name is Oath Breaker, and we are going on a little vacation.” Morgeth heard from somewhere inside her tent, and then the feeling of weightlessness and rapid movement made her so dizzy that she had to restrain the urge to vomit.

“Wait, what are you doing? Where are we going? I told you, I won’t keep our deal anymore if you don’t.” The Obsession Demon known as Morgeth complained.

“You are now a guest of the Darklight Host Guild. I am bringing you to our Farm. I believe that you have a friend waiting for you there, some Djinn girl whose system just calls her Djinn.” The Oath Breaker explained impatiently.

“You can’t capture a Djinn, they become incorporeal when threatened. Now tell me the truth.” She demanded.

[Cyrene, how do you convince an Oracle that you aren’t lying to them?] The Oath Breaker asked through the group consciousness.

[Focus on something that will harm her but show her the truth at the same time. Just making plans is usually enough to trigger a vision.] Cyrene suggested.

The Oath Breakers conferred with each other and came up with a solution, deciding that once she was back at the camp and the truth had been fully explained, she would be flogged with a belt until it hurt to sit for a week.

The one carrying her did his best to envision the scenario without laughing at the horrified look that was going to appear on her face when she saw the vision, and in only seconds she gasped and screamed, then flailed and tried to escape.

“That must have been the vision then. Good, now you know that we’re not lying to you.” Oath Breaker declared proudly.

“What are you talking about you psychopath, all I saw was you humiliating me and hitting me with a belt in public.” She shouted in his ear.

ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ꜰʀᴇᴇᴡᴇʙɴ(ᴏ)ᴠᴇʟ.ᴄoᴍ ᴏɴʟʏ.

“Hmm, I thought you would see that it was in front of your friend the Djinn and that the bit where it was for being so rude to me.” Oath Breaker complained, confused.

“Should I come up with a new plan? Maybe one where we explain between swats of the belt?” Oath Breaker asked the horrified oracle.

“Oh, Demon Gods no. That’s even worse. Why were you only wearing a loincloth held up with a belt anyhow?” She exclaimed, flailing her arms to smack any bit of him that she could reach.

“You know what, this is way more fun than actually getting you to see the vision that explains everything.” Oath Breaker told her happily, causing the demon girl to pull a small knife and stab him in the side.

“Oh, now you’ve done it. You should have seen this one coming.” He laughed, sending her more visions as they dashed toward the Farm.

By the time they arrived, Morgeth was a sobbing mess, begging for forgiveness and promising to behave, and the demon hadn’t even laid a hand on her yet.

“Boss Cain, this is the real Morgeth. Nobody told me that Oracles were so well-behaved, but she’s here, unharmed, intact, and in the flesh.” Oath Breaker declared happily, while Cain rolled his eyes at the demon’s theatrics.

“Djinn, say something to your friend, she’s still freaking out. Oath Breaker got a bit too creative with the visions on their trip here.” Cain explained, ushering the two together.

They immediately embraced, and the Oracle gasped in recognition. “It really is you. They haven’t hurt you have they? They are monsters, true monsters, if only you could see the things they planned for me.”

The Djinn turned to Cain and glared. “You promised me your demon wouldn’t hurt her.”

Cain raised a hand over his heart and put on his best offended expression. “My dear, you misunderstand me. He just exploited a loophole in the Oracle’s class. Being abducted and uncertain of her future was enough suffering to trigger constant visions. So, they planned a variety of punishment scenarios where they explained the truth of the situation so that she would see them in her visions.”

The Djinn looked rather doubtful at that explanation. “And then how did she end up like this?”

“It was really fun and I might have gone overboard?” The Oath Breaker phrased his reply as a question as if he wasn’t actually certain that it was his fault.

It only took a few minutes for Morgeth to calm down, and Cain had the Record Keeper remove the curse from her, leaving her free to actually answer questions for them.

“What can you tell us about the leader of the army? We have some basic details already, but anything else you can add would be helpful.” Cain asked the Oracle that his Oath Breakers had abducted.

She only gave him a disbelieving look at first, but after a moment she shook her head. “I don’t think that I have any information that I can really add to what you know. The armies stopped because my visions got confused. There were too many people trying to influence the future at once and everything got muddled. That was why the scouts were sent out and the assassins.”

Cain considered that for a moment. “How many assassins? I don’t think that I’ve seen any actual assassins, only a few scouts and spies.”

“That’s just because your patrols are insanely overpowered. What is up with them anyhow? Every time I see an attack launched against the farm a huge wave of Zealots joins the battle like they don’t fear death and have absolute certainty of their victory.” Morgeth asked, trying to make sense of her past visions.

“You mean the Summons? Why would they fear death, they can just be called back for a few mana.” Luna asked from her place around Cain’s neck.

“Did your voice change? Who is speaking?” Morgeth asked.

“Oh, sorry, I totally forgot that you are blind. I am hanging around Cain’s neck, the name is Luna, and it is a pleasure to meet you.” The Lamia Progenitor explained, reaching out to shake Morgeth’s hand.

The demon didn’t look any less confused, but her Djinn friend whispered an explanation in her ear that made her giggle.

“Seriously, you wear demons as a fashion accessory? I have never seen that in a vision before, not even where we took you by surprise. But never mind that. It is a pleasure to meet you. I would love to speak to your mother later if there is a chance. I heard from the Oath Breaker that she was once an Oracle as well.” Morgeth answered with a slight bow.

“You would like her. You’re both kind of weird.” Luna informed Morgeth happily, only to get flicked in the back by Kone, who gave her a meaningful look, hoping that the little demon would figure out that she had insulted their guest.