"I think it is exactly what we are thinking," Prime said from inside the Nascent Space.

"Is he attempting to make me sign a contract and get a summons?" Laden said again, trying to confirm from Prime.

"Stop repeating the same thing and actually do something," Prime berated.

"Do something like this wha—" Laden hadn’t even finished speaking when certain thoughts surfaced in his mind.

He had read quite a bit of books where the character acts like some sort of God despite being extremely weak.

"It’s worth a try," he thought.

Having made that decision, Laden extended his mind towards that soothing energy he felt in his mind as if he wanted to communicate with it.

The instant the two made contact, Laden immediately felt some sort of connection being made.

Nobody had to tell Laden before he realized something from the connection he just established with that figure.

"A stray human," Laden said in a haughty voice, trying to mimic Prime.

"Who’s there, what’s that, what’s going on?" Laden heard the voice say from the other side.

"What’s going on shouldn’t be the concern at this point; the question I should ask is why you are here, human," Laden responded, trying his utmost best to maintain his figure and tone.

"Uhm... I am... I am trying to get a new summon," the voice managed to say.

Laden could feel the fear emanating from the man’s voice, making him wonder.

"Why is he so scared though?" Laden muttered.

"How would you feel if you had someone appear while you were having a bath, completely tower over you, and speak to you while watching you completely naked?" Prime asked.

"How did you expect me to feel?" Laden retorted angrily.

"That’s exactly how he feels now."

Laden suddenly realized he might have been silent for too long, making the person fear even more.

"Haa, a summoner. It’s not every time one of those strays into this place," he said.

"You must be special then."

"I wonder if you would be capable of doing it," Laden said in a slow, depressed voice.

"Is there something you need my help with, Great One?" the voice asked, still in its tensed state.

"Great one? Oh wow, that felt nice," Laden thought to himself while he smiled.

"Let’s milk some more praises then," Laden thought. 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

"I don’t think you would be able to do i—" Laden wasn’t able to finish his words when he heard Prime’s voice.

"The connection is destabilizing; I don’t think you can keep this up," he said.

Despite feeling regret that he had to end his enjoyment so fast, Laden felt the need to finish his performance with a very grand exit.

"It seems it’s the time for the meeting," he said in an intentionally aloof tone.

"Those damn pesky gods," and then he went silent.

Laden felt the connection between him and the person slowly grow thinner until it felt like just a tiny thread.

"It’s gone," Laden said.

"But there’s something remaining; you should be able to call him back if you want to," Prime said from the Nascent Space.

"No, no, no, don’t let us do that. That was enough fun for the day, wasn’t it?" Laden said with a smile.

He watched as the translucent ball of light slowly vanished from its position, but he could still feel that same connection.

"I should be able to call him over anytime," Laden muttered.

"But wait, wasn’t he about to get a new summon? Has he given up on that?" Laden wondered for a bit, but the thought was quickly pushed to the back of his mind.

"Prime, what else do we do now?" Laden asked as he turned around to head in a random direction.

"We battle, more battle." Prime shouted.

"We have an approximate ten percent acclimatization after that battle, making our total amount about twenty percent," Prime reported.

"I don’t know if that was bad news or good news, but it should be good news since we are making progress," Laden said while he scanned.

While he moved, Laden’s mind wandered to the voice that brought him here and even gave him his current mission; from that point, he gravitated to the corrupted beast, and then finally a question popped up.

"Are those corrupted wolf beasts the major cause of chaos the voice was talking about?"

"From those words, it seems this isn’t the end," Laden thought.

In the real world not too far away from Laden’s location, someone, a brown-headed man, opened his eyes and looked at the Summoning Crystal in front of him.

"Did I just meet a god?" the person muttered.

"Scratch that; he called gods pesky, so he must be higher than those people."

"Have I, Jones, finally chanced upon a windfall?" he said to himself.

"I just hope he actually deems me worthy of the task; any dreg he can offer will be an absolute treasure to me," he thought while he stood up to leave the room.

Outside the room, a man dressed in a Butler uniform approached Jones with extremely courteous steps.

"How was the summoning ceremony, Lord Jones?" the butler said with a deep bow.

"Ohh true, I was actually supposed to find a summon," Jones said to himself.

"I can do that later; this current experience is worth multiple times more than a summon," he dismissed while he moved away with light steps.

Back in the Spirit World, Laden had strolled all around in the Spirit World, but he couldn’t find any spirit beast or any life at all.

"This place is totally barren," he muttered.

"I guess it’s time to leave. Prime," Laden said.

"Though I am reluctant to accept, there’s nothing for us here anymore for now; let’s just go," Prime consented.

Laden didn’t move further; he just plopped on the ground and then moved his mind towards the tattoo on his chest and activated it to leave.

The series of events that happened the last time happened again, and in the blink of an eye, Laden was back in his room.

The moment he opened his eyes, Laden couldn’t close them back as he stared outside in shock.

"What the hell is going on?" he muttered.