Flashy Adventurer System : Show Off to Get Stronger! - Chapter 515

Chapter 515: The Eight Spirit Kings And The Rogue
The eight spirit kings—the undisputed strongest and most talented amongst all familiar spirits—each ruled their kingdoms.

If a familiar spirit wanted to survive in Gomparo, they must swear allegiance to one of the eight and obtain their crest.

Otherwise, they would serve as nourishment for other familiar spirits, as they wouldn’t be protected by a spirit king’s blessing.

This classification would deem them rogue spirits, under the agreement among the eight spirit kings, allowing anyone to attack and absorb their energies.

This forces each spirit to either pledge allegiance to one of the eight kings or risk random ambushes.

Despite its tyrannical nature, this specific agreement maintained order in Gomparo as only kingdoms that officially declared war could kill each other’s subjects, potentially enhancing or diminishing their strength based on the outcome of the conflict.

Given the limited resources available to strengthen familiar spirits in this world, wars over areas with abundant resources occurred every two to three months.

The population wasn’t an issue, anyway, since familiar spirits had genders and could breed even with those of different species.

However, it would likely take thousands of years for these young spirits to mature and develop into strong individuals.

Therefore, despite a large population, powerful familiar spirits were exceedingly rare, primarily serving as officers and warriors in their respective kingdoms’ militaries.

Still, no matter how strong these generals were, they weren’t a match for any of the eight kings.

Their strength and capabilities weren’t even close as each of the eight kings had achieved monumental feats in Adthiopia, each marking the dawn of a new era.

Such tales occurred long ago, though, with the most recent one fifty years ago when the black dragon of destruction was sealed.

In this event, one of the eight kings—Pokko Kulliver, an enormous male white tiger with blue eyes and unparalleled mastery over lightning, served under one of the seven heroes of the Yon Augenn Party, Liiseon Ashbluff.

Since Pokko had already returned to Gomparo, it meant that Liiseon Ashbluff, his master, had already perished.

However, despite carrying the weight of his master’s demise in his heart, Pokko was rewarded with a tremendous increase in strength, now ranking second in power among the eight supreme beings of the familiar spirit world.

Less than a century had passed, yet Pokko was receiving summons again.

Astonishingly, he could feel the presence and consciousness of his seven rivals in the summoning pool, indicating that they, too, had been summoned.

However, what shocked Pokko the most was not the presence of the other seven kings, but the appearance of the most notorious rogue spirit in Gomparo: Zeth, The Duchess of Dusk.

In truth, this particular rogue familiar spirit was nearly on par with the eight kings, despite having lived for less than half as long as they had.

Her unparalleled talent threatened the rule of Pokko and the others, prompting them to label her as a wanted individual.

Unfortunately, their efforts were in vain as slowly but surely, Zeth gained her own subjects, and although her territory wasn’t as huge as the territory of the eight kings, the area was filled with traps Zeth herself set up.

In addition to this, they couldn’t simply attack her without having some sort of reason, no?

Regrettably for them, Zeth was not only talented but also clever, rarely giving the kings opportunities to attack.

By the time they managed to confront her, Zeth was already strong enough to hold her own.

Pokko and the others were naturally alarmed, believing that once the notorious rogue managed to complete a contract with a human of similar talents, there would no longer be eight kings but nine.

Because of this, all eight had an unspoken, almost instantaneous understanding: it didn’t matter who took the contract this time, as long as it wasn’t Zeth.

It seemed that they still underestimated the rogue’s decisiveness, though, as before any of them could even speak or accept the summons, the gateway to the other world had already closed, meaning that one of them had already accepted the summons.

Naturally, the first thing the kings did was to try sensing who remained in the summoning pool.

When they realized only familiar auras were left, their hearts sank, and they cursed to the four winds.

One of their nightmares finally came true.

Zeth, the Duchess of Dusk, had accepted her first contract with a human.

…

“Oh! Look! It seems that a familiar spirit had finally answered Crowley’s summons!”

“There’s just no way it would be some shitty spirit!”

“Hah! What do you know? Haven’t there been plenty of instances where a highly skilled and talented adventurer ended up summoning nothing more than a common Shadow Fang Wolf?”

“I agree! There have even been cases where no familiar spirits responded at all, wasting a precious familiar summoning scroll!”

In reality, the grade of the familiar summoning scroll only increases the chances of summoning stronger familiar spirits.

However, if none are willing to respond to the summons, the scroll’s grade becomes irrelevant and it remains useless.

It is ultimately the summoner’s strength, skills, and talent that determine whether they will obtain a familiar spirit.

As for Shye…

It appeared that he would soon succeed as charcoal-black smoke rose from the center circle, followed by blue flames, transforming into a majestic black mare with a long, curly black mane, sentient scarlet eyes, and blue flaming hooves and tail.

The mare’s physique was impeccable, with two protruding horns on its head, curving upwards and flickering with blue embers at their sharp tips.

Lastly, it had some sort of small black feathery wings on the middle of its flanks and shoulders.

It was a mesmerizingly beautiful creature.

“W-W-What is that familiar spirit? I’ve never seen one like it, not even in past records!”

“Crap! It’s probably a new type that has never been summoned before!”

“Shut up, you idiots! The WAA’s device will soon determine its power rating, so just watch and wait!”

As the third adventurer predicted, the “zero” on one of the enormous holographic screens inside the summoning chamber began moving, quickly surpassing the one-thousand mark shortly after its initial movement.

It then continuously broke through multiple thousands, only slowing down upon reaching 8,900 and ultimately stopping at 9,002.

“S-Shit! This creature’s power rating…it’s over 9000!”