Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

"What do you need us to do?" Omar asked, after he exchanged silent glances with Amelia.

"Whenever you are ready, I will take you to another place, deeper in the forest, and then I will use something to draw many monsters to us. You need to work hard and kill or wound them," Arthur said, and when the old ones heard him, their mouths twitched, and their faces changed.

"Is this that bad?" Omar muttered to Amelia, who stood beside him. she didn't reply on him, as she hurriedly said:

"Wouldn't it be challenging and quite risky if we just send them without any preparations or help to their strength?"

Her words were met by a cheer of whispers and nodding, as that was a fair suggestion. Arthur didn't mind that, as he simply, and carefree said:

"If they expressed their will to go, then I will grant each one of them one pet and a lot of good meat to boast their strength, plus some arrangement like we had before."

Amelia found these words acceptable, but as she was the one to invite Omar and the others, she added another request:

"If so, I ask to go with them and help them in their quest."

Arthur looked at her for a moment, and before he could answer her, Gregory jumped in as well, "Me too," he said.

"And me," Clovert added.

"Fine, fine, you all will go there, but after you get your rewards," Arthur said, as he then turned to look at Ouly, "Your job is to prepare a cooking section here. you might take whoever you want, and take down these trees," he then turned to look at Lily, "You will be responsible for alarming us if there is any danger approaching," then he turned to Madly and Ron, "You two will be responsible to move towards any danger and neutralize it until I and the others come to your aid, as for the rest," he then turned to look towards the newly joined members of his team, "follow me."

He had arranged everything in minutes, as he took the main empty part here, preparing to make the pet contracts. In front of the others, he took out a small wooden cart, the one he used before he made the ring, and then he started to get busy with what he was doing.

They were curious to see what he was doing, so they approached him and saw him get a lot of blood from thin air, and put it into many small cups, which mostly made of skull remains of the dead monsters inside his ring.

This blood was the highest ranked blood he got, which he collected from the five horned scorpion monster he had inside his ring. The monster size was very huge, and so the amount of blood he had was now great, enough to be used for months.

When he finished, he turned to look at the curious eyes as he asked:

"Now, what are your main attributes?"

Amelia spoke first, as she said:

"I think Intelligence would be my attribute."

Arthur didn't know if she was right or wrong, but he trusted her judgment. "Add strength as well," he added, before looking towards Gregory. "I'm strong," he said. Arthur watched Gregory in the fight before, and he didn't have any remarkable opinion of him.

"And you?" he turned to ask Clovert, who replied: "Agility perhaps."

"And strength," Arthur added, as he watched Clovert in battle before, and he had a better impression of him.

"What about us?" Omar asked, "Will you ask us about our attributes?"

"Nope," Arthur shook his head, "you will get pets, but they will get pets and vital organs. You don't need attributes to have pets, I will choose the highest grade pets with me," he added, while going towards an empty place, carrying the brush he once made from a tree branch and a cup full of blood.

"How can he get all these things from thin air?" Omar whispered to Amelia, as this question bothered him a lot.

"He has some strange item that ring over there. He can store anything inside, and so he can also retrieve things he stored there," she whispered back, while motioning with her eyes towards Arthur's ring.

Arthur heard their speech, but he didn��t care about it. He was busy preparing many places to act as pet contract grounds. He had thirteen mages here, so he made five places ready for pet contracts. After they finish, he will proceed again to prepare five more, and then the last three.

Once he finished, he looked towards the ones standing watching him doing his magic. The look over their faces drove a smile unconsciously on his face.

"C'mon, you three and Omar and another one," Arthur said as he moved to stand in front of the five places meant for pet contracts. Amelia was the first to move, followed by the others, as each stood inside the circle made of blood without any order.

"Ok, listen to me, you all will stand on the end of the ring, opposite to me… yes, that's it," Arthur said, while instructing them to stand on their designated spots. "Now, I will take out a wounded monster. don't be worried about it, as it won't do anything to you. They are all defeated and docile. After I take out your future pet, I want each one of you to look to the monster and say out loud: Begin, or start, or execute, all are fine to me."

Arthur stopped, and didn't say more. "What should we do next?" Amelia asked. "Nothing," Arthur shrugged his shoulders, "The contract will be activated at once, so make sure you don't leave your place," he added.

The ring he drew on the grassy ground wasn't a perfect circle, as the part related to the mages side was small, and the part related to the monsters was big, very big.

He then closed his eyes, and started to inspect monsters inside his storage ring. He had the fire pits working without pause a long time ago, but the ability to turn the monsters into meat pieces took longer than he expected, though the end result was much more perfect than before.

If he didn't plan to make another trip, and use the newly added images to gather up more dead and wounded monsters, he would prefer to continue cooking monsters at this slow pace.

However, he was sure the amount of monsters he would obtain from the next fight would be huger, much huger than he got before.. Besides, the monster ranking would be higher, much higher than those inside his ring.

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