A Magical Tale: The Peerless Summoner

Chapter 28: Alliance

Alliance

- Fey kingdom -

Some people dressed in beautiful and exotic clothes were in a large hall discussing when someone barged in.

From what he wore, one would know he was a guard. Being in uniforms and on his head a helmet.

"Rhyli, what's the matter?" one of these people asked. He didn't like the way this guard just barged in.

"I have come to report something to the royal chief" Rhyli quickly said.

"What's that?" the Royal chief who sat before his subjects asked.

"The spies we put out there to alert us of any activity of the people of the zohrrindane race reported that they sighted movement. They are gathering in numbers. It's possible they want to wage war again." Rhyli said.

"Hmm." The royal chief thought for some time.

Being a person that doesn't overlook or underestimate things. He said. "Alright. Tell our armies to get ready, and be alert at night. Those cunning bastards might attempt to attack us at night" He said.

"Alright. My Lord" Rhyli nodded. Then he left and went to execute the instructions he was given.

"I can't believe they came back. Is there anything they rely upon this time?" the royal chief asked looking at his subordinates.

"Lord, I don't know. It's possible they have got the support of other races who are just as disgusting as them" a male fey called Lotifar said.

"Race? Hmm. You may be right. If that would be so, we need to call for help from our allies. What do you think?" the royal chief asked.

"Our two allies are races that are like fire and water. If we call for their help, instead of fighting our enemies for us, they would fight each other. That would turn us to a laughing stock. I don't support that, we should only call one of them" Another male fey called Raysakul said.

The royal chief took a deep breath. "This is hard" he muttered inwardly.

"Then who do you say we call?" He asked.

"Let's call the vampire race" Lotifar quickly said.

"Hell no. Let's call the werewolf race instead" a female fey, Hatta said.

The royal chief looked at his subjects and smiled.

He knew some of them had friends from these races and wanted to see them again. So they were trying hard to suggest to him which he should call upon so they could come over and they would be able to see their friends again.

Selfish bastards!

"Raysakul, why do you suggest we call the vampire race?" he asked.

"My Lord, the vampire race have ghostly speed. They can move so fast the zohrrindanes won't be able to see them. Besides, they have great strength, tough bodies and great stamina. And their thirst for blood would make them aggressive and overpowering on the battlefield" Raysakul replied.

"Hmm. Hatta. Give your reason." The royal chief said.

"The werewolf race have great speed too. They also have great strength and can produce howls of great amplitude that can shatter hills and mountains. A single howl can decimate those bastards. This battle won't be like the last one we fought where we lost so many of our people. With them around, we would be overpowering." Hatta said.

"Hmm. You two are right. But we don't know the number of races that the zohrrindanes would bring with them. We need to be prudent about this or we and either the werewolf race or vampire race would be destroyed." the royal chief said.

Then everyone fell into deep silence.

"Anyways, it's still best we call both of them. I would give them many golds if they can help us this one time in our battle against these disgusting spawns. If we win, this time, we would finish off the zohrrindanes for good. Not even a child would be spared. We would kill everyone of them down to their infants." the royal chief said in an angry tone.

Then everyone nodded agreeably to what the royal cheif said.

- At a certain location -

"My Lord, the spies of the fey race have detected us. They are already taking countermeasures." one of them came in and said.

"Haha. What countermeasures can they take in front of a summoner. All are dusts before them. Besides, not just one, we have many" he laughed and said.

- Vampire Kingdom -

"Stop there. Where do you think you are going?" a guard standing before a door asked.

"I have a message to deliver to the Blood Queen." He replied.

"From who?" the guard asked.

"From the Fey kingdom. They are calling for our support and promise riches of gold if we can help them except there would also be the werewolf race." the messenger replied.

The guard eyes shone with a fierce light upon hearing the werewolf race.

"Go. I would deliver your message" he said.

Then the messenger hurried away.

Knock!

A beautiful lady dressed in a seductive bright red gown and sitting on a bed with a bright red bedsheet spread over it heard a knock on the door.

"Who's it?" A mesmerizing female voice rang out in a questioning tone.

"It's Kali, your Blood Majesty" The guard at the door said.

"Come in" the beautiful voice rang out again.

Then the door opened and a man with a powerfully built structure came in. This was the guard. He had come to deliver the message and offer from the fey race to the queen of their vampire race.

The room he entered was painted red. It was like it was dyed with blood. It gave an ominous feeling.

Once he entered, he quickly bowed to the young lady in front of him.

The lady he bowed to was the Blood Queen.

She was a terrific beauty that races would go to war for. The only frightening thing about her was her hair. It was blood-red in colour.

But she was exceedingly beautiful.

She was like a fairy that only existed in one's imagination. She looked too beautiful and too perfect to be true.

With her long, blood-red hairs that reached her waist, she had an oval face that had clear, intense azure eyes that sparkled like a gem, her nose and lips were structured in a way that accentuated her facial beauty.

She had a beautiful white skin which was free of spots and blemishes. It glowed in the light that entered her room and made her look like a peerless celestial goddess.

Anyone that saw her would have the feeling that she was a beauty that only appeared once in every thousand years.

An aura of nobility and gracefulness could be perceived from the way she moved.

She looked fragile and delicate that one would feel she should be handled like an egg.

But if one mistook her appearance for fragility or frailty. That she was a weak woman who needed a powerful pillar of support, that she needed someone to carry the world for her, someone who would shield her from the storms. Such a person is thinking in the wrong direction.

She was a powerful vampire. Her blood-red hair was as a result of reaching a level of power that can bring destruction to summoners.

"What news do you have for me?" She asked.

"It's a news from the fey race. They are asking for our help in a battle. They promised us gold. The only downside is they also invited the werewolf race." The guard named Kali said in a fearful and respectful tone.

When the werewolf race was mentioned, her eyes glowed in a light that was unexplainable.

"Those bastards..." she said inwardly.

She looked at the guard and said. "For the riches of gold they offered us, we will put our quarrel aside with the werewolf race and help them accomplish what they want to accomplish" she said.

The guard nodded and left.

...........

- Werewolf kingdom -

"My Lord, the Fey race have asked for our help. They fear they might be attacked by some races so they have called for help and have offered us riches of gold. The only thing is the vampire race would also be involved." A guard said.

"The vampire race? Those.. those damned undead creatures. Alright, We would help them" their ruler said.

......

"So, I want every detail about your sister" Ivory said.

"Okay. How do I give you that?" Alyssa asked in a confused tone.

"You would put a finger on the crystal in my forehead. Then remember what she looks like. I would take it up it from there" Ivory replied.

Jessica and Alyssa looked at each other and then at Ivory.

What a weird tracking skill.

"Alright" Alyssa said.

She then placed a finger on the crystal at the centre of Ivory's forehead. Then she remembered everything about her little sister.

As she recalled everything about her, she smiled.

That beautiful little thing.

Then she prayed in heart. "Please, just be safe, I and older sis are coming for you very soon. If anything happens to you, I would go kill that bastard and finish off myself."

Her eyes glowed with anger and hatred.

As she remembered everything about her sister, the crystal in Ivory's head began to glow.

"Alright. It's okay. I have the details about your sister. She is certainly the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She would grow up to become astonishingly beautifu..." Ivory was saying with a smile when she was brought to an abrupt stop in her speech by Alyssa.

"Just shut up and do your tracking thing." Alyssa said.

Ivory smiled, then her eyes turned white and some abstruse symbols appeared in it.

The hezekira race are a race that apart from their fire manipulation abilities are excellent trackers.