Chapter 103: Summoning the Demon God
Next, I hesitated again, wondering whether or not to summon a demon. Theoretically, if Jayad could join the Church, since he could already wield Holy Light, he could at least become a Priest. If he worked hard enough in the future, he could even become a Deacon, or even an Archbishop.
However, no matter what, his income would be enough to support me. So, was there still a need for me to take the risk and make a transaction with a demon?
Besides, the Church and witches were irreconcilably opposed. If Jayad became a devout believer in the future, the relationship between us would become very delicate, potentially affecting his career.
I hesitated until deep into the night, contemplating whether to live a life of ease, being supported by Jayad. In the end, I decided against it. My dignity as a Man did not allow me to be a kept man.
Ultimately, I decided to continue on the path of a witch. I also vaguely felt that I had no turning back; I could only press on. If there was a divergence in our stances in the future, then we would sever ties.
Even if it meant becoming a stepping stone for Jayad, it would be fine. It would be my way of repaying the kindness he showed me. In just a week since arriving in this world, influenced by Parul’s identity, I had come to see Jayad as the most important person.
I realized I had a peculiar contradiction within me. Sometimes I was very timid; for instance, facing floating corpses in the water, bizarre worlds, or vengeful female ghosts, I would freeze in fear.
But other times, I was quite bold. I could choose to sacrifice myself without hesitation to let Jayad escape, believing that my sacrifice would be a profitable trade for his survival.
Ultimately, I had died once and was given a second chance at life. My fear of death itself had faded considerably. What I feared more was pain and the unknown. Jayad was young, promising, and had a boundless future. There was no need for him to be held back by me.
Therefore, I also had to walk my own path. To avoid becoming a burden to Jayad in the future, I finally made up my mind: I would become a witch.
I went outside and looked at the moon. Three moons were already high in the sky, indicating it was around midnight. Because this world was unusually dangerous at night, and it seemed there were no widespread electric lights, most people still followed the rhythm of the sun, going to bed at sunset. Although some people had nightlife, by midnight, the entire city had fallen into a state of tranquility.
According to the Witch’s Notes, the best time to summon a demon was at midnight. The ideal location was a place where magic power converged, such as a cemetery or a demon’s altar. The best date was the day of convergence of the Three Moons, but if that wasn’t possible, the Double Moon Convergence would suffice.
Of course, my location was neither a cemetery nor an altar, nor was it the convergence of the Three Moons. Even the double moons were not converging; three distinct moons still hung clearly in the sky. Thinking back to the dream incident during the last double moon convergence, I had no desire to choose a date of lunar convergence.
I also didn’t know how to determine when the double moons would converge. I lacked the astronomical knowledge. When I asked Jayad, he told me that a Herald would loudly remind the citizens whenever the double moons converged, and he had heard the reminder then.
I certainly didn’t have time to wait for the moons to align. After all, that inauspicious cosmetic box was still in my hands. I would make do today.
“It’s about to begin.” I stood in the summoning circle, took a deep breath, and calmed my inner nervousness. Before me lay the cosmetic box, already open.
“You can do it, Parul.” Jayad handed me a dagger and stood by to support me, prepared to pull me out if anything went wrong.
At this point, there was nothing left to hesitate about. I extended my hand and gently cut my palm. The dagger was sharp, though not capable of cutting through iron. With just a light stroke, Parul’s tender skin was cut open, and blood flowed out.
I felt no pain. I flipped my hand, and the blood dripped down, falling into the cosmetic box and staining the powder within.
Would it have any effect? I looked on with some unease as the blood slowly dripped. To be honest, with the environment and time being unsuitable, I had no confidence in a successful summoning.
“Huh!? Something’s happening!” Jayad suddenly exclaimed. The cosmetic box began to bleed, with fresh blood gushing out and flowing onto the summoning circle, rapidly filling it.
I definitely hadn’t bled that much. I had no idea where this fresh blood was coming from, continuously filling the summoning circle. Soon, the entire circle transformed from its original gaps into a deep crimson, emitting an eerie red glow.
I was incredibly nervous. This scene must be having a reaction. I wondered how the demon would react. Perhaps a formless, monstrous blob with tentacles and mouths would emerge, possibly devouring me as a sacrifice the moment it appeared.
With a flash of red light, a figure appeared before me. It was a noblewoman with hair as red as blood, adorned in gorgeous noble attire and wearing a crown. Her most prominent feature was her exceptionally large chest, which I estimated to be an F-cup.
Was this the legendary Demon God? She didn’t seem particularly strange. She looked like a normal human, aside from her exaggeratedly large breasts.
“Heh heh, this is the first time I’ve ever been summoned to the mortal realm by such a peculiar ritual. What is going on? The time and place are wrong, the sacrifice is a cursed cosmetic box, and there’s even a Holy Knight standing nearby?” the Demon God’s noble and melodious female voice rang out, sounding like a noblewoman.
Holy Knight? Who was she talking about? Could it be Jayad? I glanced at him, who seemed to be frozen in shock.
“If it weren’t for this rather meager setup, I would have thought someone was trying to plot against me. I am Gremory,” the female demon god chuckled again.
“Welcome, Lord Gremory. Due to limited conditions, we were unable to provide you with a grand summoning ceremony. Please forgive us!” I immediately bowed respectfully to her according to the method taught in the book.
According to the Witch’s Notes, our rudimentary summoning ceremony was impossible for the demon’s main body to descend. Not even an avatar was possible. At most, we could summon an aspect for transactions and contracts. So, there was no need to be too nervous.
Of course, the Witch’s Tome also stated that if the main body truly descended, you would already be dead. Even if the demon didn’t intend to kill you, mortals wouldn’t be able to withstand it. So, there was no need to worry, as there would be no point in worrying anymore.
“Heh heh, what a cute little girl. Tell me, what transaction do you wish to make by summoning me?” Demon God Gremory asked with a friendly smile.
Although I was a little unhappy about being called a little girl, this demon god seemed quite easygoing. At least we could communicate, and she hadn’t immediately made an outrageous demand.
