My Summons Are Mythical Beasts

As if seeing a ghost, the man widened his eyes in shock and immediately slammed the door without hesitation.

Even Shelsea was also surprised by his intense reaction upon seeing her face.

However, his actions also proved that he was indeed problematic.

Shelsea did not hesitate and immediately pushed the door forcefully.

Before she could push the door, though, a strong and muscular arm had already passed by her shoulders.

BAM!

Her heart fluttered as the sound of the door being smashed echoed in her ears.

Before he could recover from her shock, the owner of the arm, Lucas, has already sprinted inside without hesitation to pursue the guilty man.

Shelsea, upon recovering, immediately followed behind his broad back.

The man visibly panicked upon seeing that his door had been smashed through forcefully.

Even without anyone telling him, he knew that he was in trouble right now.

Gritting his teeth, the man mustered his courage and summoned his Iron Grade grimoire instantaneously. On its cover were seven iron-colored stars.

The grimoire flipped open to the first page, however, before he could gather his thoughts to summon his contracted beast, he realized that it was already too late.

In his vision, a fist gradually grew bigger and closer, until his consciousness blanked out for a second due to the force contained in that fist.

His figure slammed to the wall behind.

The moment he recovered his consciousness, he realized that another fist was once again coming toward his face.

In a bid to cover his face, the man hurriedly raised his hands for cover. However, the hit did not come, but instead, a serious pain assaulted his gut. It was then that he realized that he had been tricked.

The fist he saw was just a feint.

He belched and was about to puke out some blood, but before he could do so, a slap resounded as he felt his head spin.

His body grew weak, sitting limply, his back leaning on the wall.

"He's not dead is he?"

Sylvia asked with a wry smile.

If only the man decided to be civilized, and did not slam the door on them.

Something like this would not have happened.

"No, I did not hit him that hard," Lucas replied as a matter of fact.

He had trouble controlling his strength a few days prior due to the sudden increase in strength. However, ever since he continued his daily routine, he found it easy to control his strength right now.

Shelsea smiled gratefully at him before kneeling in front of the man.

Although she could also apprehend the man, the process would not have gone as smooth. Aside from that, there was also a chance of getting injured considering that the man was already on the verge of summoning his contracted beast right before he was interrupted by Lucas.

If not for Lucas' quick reaction and response, the man would have succeeded in summoning his contracted beast and might be able to catch her in surprise the moment she entered the house.

Her decision of waiting for Lucas before taking action was proven to be right, once again.

A few moments later, he woke up and shook his head.

He then recalled what happened before his consciousness passed out, and it was then that his eyes and expression turned to that of panic once more.

Just as he was about to sprint and run far away, he suddenly realized that he was actually bound to the chair he was sitting on,

Upon looking up, he saw Shelsea and two others right in front of him.

Seeing Lucas, his eyes narrowed dreadfully, as panic once again overtook his mind.

However, no matter how he struggled, the rope that bound him in place just would not budge.

"L-let go of me! Don't you know who I am?"

Instead of pleading for mercy, he instead decided to threaten them with his background.

Frowning, Lucas was about to strike his head once again when Shelsea raised her arm to stop him from doing so.

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"Of course, I know. But would I release you because of that? Of course not," she scoffed coldly looking at the man.

Who was he trying to intimidate?

He was not the only with a powerful background after all.

As if realizing this point, the man also grew silent, finally understanding the situation that he was in.

Shelsea nodded her head.

"I'll ask, and you answer, understand? If not, then you know what we will do, right?"

She slowly shifted her body to the side to reveal Lucas' figure as she said the last part.

The man shivered in fright upon seeing that. Recalling what he had been through earlier, he knew that he would be in even more trouble and agony if he resisted even further.

In the end, the man could only nod his head in agreement. If he could avoid trouble and pain, he would surely do his best to avoid it.

"First, why did you leak out information? Right, don't bother lying, or you'll be in even more trouble, understand?" Shelsea ordered dominantly.

The man, swept by her aura, could only his head in submission.

Without further thought, the man immediately recounted what had happened, and why he did what he did.

Shelsea also asked to whom he sold their information, and to what extent he had shared it to others.

This question was as important as the previous one. Through this, they would be able to tell if there were other informants that decided to sell their information.

"I..I did not share everything. That man was only asking about the Blood Elk, and since I know that your group has been trying to target the same beast, I decided to tell him the information for some quick bucks."

Recalling the Gold Coins he received, the man could not help but fantasize.

Unfortunately, if he had known that it would lead him to such trouble, he would surely not dare accept that money, not unless he was forced to do so.

In fact, the main reason why he decided to sell their information was because the other party had threatened him and used some force.

He knew that it would land him some trouble if he reported it either way, and the other party also promised that he would not be implicated, so he decided to take the leap and accept the devil's offer.

When he saw Shelsea's face, he also realized immediately that he had been caught, and hence, he decided to escape immediately to save himself.

"I- I will tell you everything. I-I was also threatened at that time. I had no other choice."

This time, trying to save himself, he also decided to divulge everything he knew from the other party.

They would surely need it , and appreciate his efforts, right? Perhaps due to such action, he would be pardoned and would not be put to prison or worse, killed?

Hearing his last couple of words, a frown surfaced on Shelea's face.

She looked at Lucas only to see him looking at her at the same time.

Lucas nodded his head gently, as if implying that he also arrived at the same conclusion as her.

This informant was not the only one that sold their information to the bandits.

From the looks of it, the bandits had used force just to obtain information about their recent hunt.

If this was all due to the Blood Elk, Shelsea could not confirm for now.

At the very least, that was what the man before him was implying as he explained the details of the deal he had made with the bandits.

Wanting to please Shelsea and the other two, the man divulged everything he knew.

He even described the face of the man who approached him, where he was approached, how he was threatened to tell everything, and so forth.

Shelsea and the other two listened carefully. Although they could not confirm if the man was lying or not, they still needed to take note of what he was saying so that they could reference for the next investigation.

The three of them knew that this would not be the last.

After asking a few more questions, and upon seeing that the man could no longer provide them any useful information, Shelsea finally decided to stop her questioning.

She then took a glance at Lucas and signaled something using her lips.

Lucas nodded his head, and with a forceful punch, made the man faint immediately.

The man was not even able to react before his head went limp.

From the looks of it, though, he was still breathing. A thing that made Lucas release a sigh of relief.

If he could, he would surely choose to avoid killing someone.

Although he no longer cared about it too deeply, the fact that it was so, was already problematic enough.

The thing he was most afraid of, was to become a cold blooded killer and mass murderer.

With great power comes great responsibility, but if spoken in another angle, it could also mean that with great power, comes great temptation as well.

Anyway, Shelsea did not bother about the man anymore.

She turned her back away from him, going back to the door that he had smashed earlier.

"Ahh, should we just leave him behind here?" He asked.

Shelsea nodded her head without pausing her strides.

"Don't worry about it. Someone will clean it up a few moments later."

Not waiting for him to respond, she continued, "Let's go and talk about your matter, shall we?"