By the time afternoon rolled in, the room was filled with the lingering heat of their passionate morning, the air thick with the melodic sounds of their shared moments. Both Leon and Roselia lay intertwined, their breaths steadying after hours of being lost in one another.
"You're quite good for a virgin," Leon teased with a playful grin, his voice carrying a hint of smugness as he leaned back.
Roselia, still catching her breath, rolled her eyes at him but couldn't help the smirk that tugged at her lips. "For someone who's never been with a demon before, you managed just fine too," she retorted, her tone dripping with sarcasm, though there was an unmistakable warmth in her gaze.
They shared a quiet moment, their bodies finally at rest, yet the connection between them felt stronger than ever.
Leon chuckled at Roselia's remark, finding her playful defiance charming. He lay back beside her, both of them catching their breath. The room was quiet now, filled with nothing but their soft breathing. A few moments passed before Leon broke the silence.
"Well, I guess I should get used to this, having a familiar like you around," he said with a smile, though there was a hint of seriousness in his voice.
Roselia turned her head to look at him, her playful expression softening. "You didn't have to be so kind, you know. You could've just taken what you wanted, like most others would," she admitted, her voice quieter now.
Leon glanced at her, then turned to stare at the ceiling, gathering his thoughts. "That's not who I am," he said simply. "I don't want to be like the demons or the people who see others as tools or objects. If you're by my side, it'll be because you want to be, not because you're forced."
Roselia shifted closer to him, resting her head on his shoulder. "I see that now," she whispered. "You're different. That's why...I've chosen to stay."
Leon felt the warmth of her body pressed against his, and in that moment, he realized that their bond had deepened beyond just a contract. It was something more.
Leon then stood up, leaving Roselia to rest on the bed, and made his way back to the hall. Even if it can be called that.
Upon reaching the hall, he found Millie playing in the space he had created. Seeing her, he thought, "Should I try to summon a rank 1?"
His Origin Conjurer ability allowed him to summon three beings equal to his level, and seeing Millie playing alone, he thought about summoning another companion for her.
"But... what if I end up summoning another lesser Cthulhu or something?" He imagined Millie crying because of it, and the thought made him laugh.
Leon chuckled at the thought of summoning something as terrifying as a Lesser Cthulhu and scaring poor Millie. He couldn't risk unsettling the peaceful atmosphere he'd created for her.
"Maybe I should be more careful this time," he muttered to himself, crossing his arms as he observed Millie happily playing.
Despite the overwhelming power of the Origin Conjurer, Leon had learned that raw strength wasn't everything. Summoning a powerful being was one thing, but summoning someone who could fit in with his plans and his companions was just as important.
"Let's see… maybe something small, harmless... or at least friendly," he mused, trying to strike a balance between power and compatibility. He wanted Millie to have a companion, not a nightmare.
With that, he decided to take his time with the summoning, thinking of the possibilities while watching over Millie.
Over time, Leon grew more curious about the full potential of his summoning abilities. He knew that with careful control, he could push the limits of what he could summon. His Origin Conjurer skill wasn't just about brute force—it was a delicate balance of energy, intent, and willpower.
He decided to experiment.
First, Leon took a deep breath and centered himself, feeling the mana within his core. He had been practicing meditation more frequently since summoning Roselia, knowing that mastering his own energy was crucial for summoning the right beings. With Millie still playing nearby, he focused his thoughts.
"Alright," Leon said to himself, "this time, I'll try something different."
He closed his eyes and envisioned a being of light, something small, playful, and protective. Unlike the intimidating entities from higher realms, he wanted to summon a creature that could bond with Millie—a creature with gentle energy but still enough power to defend them if needed.
He whispered the incantation, his fingers tracing the air as a summoning circle began to form in front of him. The intricate lines glowed with a soft, ethereal light, the hum of mana filling the air around him.
The circle pulsed once, and Leon's heart raced. He watched as the light within the circle condensed, shaping itself into a small form. When the light finally faded, what stood before him was a small, fox-like creature with gleaming silver fur and bright, sapphire-blue eyes. Its tail was bushy, almost ethereal, and it gave off a warm, comforting aura.
The creature looked up at Leon, blinking its large eyes. It seemed curious but not afraid.
Leon smiled. "Perfect," he said softly, reaching out his hand. The fox-like creature cautiously approached, nuzzling his palm.
Millie, noticing the new arrival, ran over excitedly. "What is it?" she asked, her eyes wide with wonder.
Millie crouched down, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she reached out to the small fox-like creature. "You're so cute!" she exclaimed, her fingers brushing through its soft, silver fur. The creature responded by nuzzling against Millie's hand, its tail swishing gently behind it.
The fox-like creature blinked up at her, then let out a soft, melodic sound, almost like a purr mixed with a chirp. Millie giggled, delighted by the creature's response. "What's your name?" she asked, even though she knew it couldn't answer.
Leon watched the two bond, feeling a sense of satisfaction. He had summoned a being that was not only harmless but one that seemed to naturally resonate with Millie's energy. "Maybe we should give her a name," Leon suggested, stepping closer.