“What’s with that reaction?” Parco shouted in obvious confusion.0

He had just summoned an Epic spirit—one of the rarest and most powerful entities within Elfo Sagrado. Very few elves could contract such a spirit, and when he first succeeded in doing so, the entire holy land viewed him with respect and admiration. It was a source of tremendous pride for him. 0

Yet, Ketal looked nothing but disappointed. Parco simply couldn’t understand.0

On the other hand, Ketal found it perfectly normal. He had witnessed something far more shocking in the past: the fire spirit Fiego, a Legendary spirit summoned by the elf queen Marseria Haciane Carusia. Fiego’s power had clearly surpassed that of this new spirit, Brunstad. Seeing a spirit of just Epic rank no longer startled him.0

So that really means Marseria was incredibly strong, Ketal thought. Back then, he had only realized that Fiego’s fire felt hot, without fully grasping how exceptional it was.0

No, I shouldn’t be thinking like this, Ketal thought. I need to be happy.0

Even if Brunstad was merely an Epic spirit, it was still a spirit—something worthy of attention and curiosity. Ketal quickly dismissed his mild disappointment and studied Brunstad more closely.0

The translucent stag looked regal, with striking antlers crowned by...0