SSS-Ranked Awakening: I Can Only Summon Mythical Beasts - Chapter 258

Chapter 258: Departure I
The morning sun filtered softly through the curtains, casting warm golden hues across the spacious guest chamber. The air smelled fresh, carrying a faint hint of morning dew and something else—something richer, more enticing.

The aroma of fresh food.

Damien’s senses gradually stirred, his body shifting slightly beneath the soft silk sheets. His sharp blue eyes flickered open, his mind catching up to the warmth and comfort surrounding him.

For the first time in days, he had experienced an uninterrupted, deep sleep. ‘This is exactly what it feels like to be truly rested…’

But that wasn’t what had woken him up.

The smell of cooked delicacies drifted across the room, pulling him out from his drowsiness. He turned his head slightly, just in time to see his designated guard silently exiting the chamber.

The man had moved so quietly that, had it not been for Damien’s sharp instincts, he wouldn’t have noticed at all.

This particular guard had been diligent since the moment Damien had arrived, ensuring he was fed, clothed, and sheltered without ever once failing in his duties.

Damien considered calling out to him, but instead, he simply let him leave. ‘He’s done more than enough already.’

Stretching his arms, Damien finally pushed himself up from the bed, rubbing a hand through his silver hair before turning his attention to the small dining table.

There it was—a large tray of food, still steaming, waiting for him.

Damien moved over to the table, taking in the selection before him.

There was freshly roasted meat, its surface golden-brown and glistening with savory juices. Beside it, a plate of steamed vegetables, cut and arranged neatly. Soft bread rolls, still warm to the touch. A bowl of exotic fruit slices, their vibrant colors suggesting flavors he had yet to taste.

And, of course, a small kettle of herbal tea, still releasing faint wisps of steam.

“Well… Breakfast is served. Don’t mind if I do.” Without hesitation, Damien took his seat and began eating.

The food was as flawless as every other meal he had been served in this palace.

The meat was tender and well-seasoned, the bread soft, the tea perfectly soothing.

Damien wasn’t used to this level of hospitality.

Sure, he had experienced luxurious dining before—but that was years ago. His exiling has sealed his fate.

There was something almost personal about the way everything had been prepared.

It wasn’t just meant to fill his stomach—it was meant to ensure he was taken care of.

A strange feeling.

One he wasn’t sure he disliked.

By the time he was finished, his stomach was comfortably full, and his mind was fully alert.

It was time to get moving.

“A busy day ahead. Better start off early.” Damien stood up from his seat and made his way toward the bathroom, where he was immediately greeted by a familiar sight—

The large stone basin filled with warm water, its surface shimmering under the golden red light of the morning sun and bloody sky. The steam rising from it carried the faint scent of rare herbs and essential oils.

The palace staff had been meticulous in their care, preparing every detail with precision.

Damien ran a hand along the edge of the bath before stepping inside, submerging himself in the warmth.

The heat soothed his muscles instantly, easing away any lingering tension from his previous travels.

He let his head rest against the smooth edge of the basin, his thoughts drifting momentarily.

Today, he would leave.

It was time to return to Westmont—the place where his true objectives awaited him. Or at least, where it would begin from.

His time in this hidden town had been unexpected, but it had served its purpose.

The captives were safe. Lizella had reunited with her people. The Queen had promised to handle the rest.

Now, he had no reason to stay.

After spending several minutes soaking in the bath, Damien finally stood, stepping out onto the polished stone floor.

A soft linen towel had been prepared for him, and as he dried himself off, he noticed something new—

A fresh set of clothing placed neatly on the nearby bench.

The outfit was simple yet elegant, made of high-quality fabric meant for comfort and mobility.

Damien smirked slightly. ‘They really don’t miss a detail, huh?’

Shaking his head, he grabbed the clothes and dressed swiftly.

Just as he finished adjusting the cuffs of his sleeves—

A knock came at the door.

Damien turned as the door opened, revealing the same guard from before.

The man bowed slightly before speaking.

“Sir Damien,” he said. “The Queen has summoned you. She expects you to appear immediately you’re prepared.”

Damien exhaled softly, already guessing that Queen Lareen would want to speak with him one last time before his departure.

“Understood,” he said.

But before the guard could turn to leave, Damien stopped him.

“Before I go,” he said, “I want to thank you.”

The guard blinked, his stoic demeanor faltering slightly.

“You’ve taken care of everything for me while I was here,” Damien continued. “Food, clothing, shelter. You did your duty well.”

The guard straightened, his expression returning to its disciplined state.

“It was my honor to serve you,” he replied.

Damien smirked. “Then take this.”

“Summon Luton.” With nothing but a mental command, he summoned Luton, the red Stellar Slime materializing from a swirling blue portal above his shoulder.

The guard tensed slightly, his hand instinctively moving toward his weapon.

Damien chuckled.

“Relax. It’s not here to eat you.”

Before the man could react, Damien reached into Luton’s Universal Space and pulled out a small glowing core.

A Grade Four Essence Core.

The moment it touched the air, it pulsed with a soft golden light, radiating strong energy.

The guard’s eyes widened in shock.

Damien casually tossed it toward him.

“A parting gift,” he said simply.

The guard caught the core with both hands, staring at it in disbelief.

“This is…”

“A Grade Four Essence Core,” Damien confirmed.

The guard swallowed hard, clearly overwhelmed by the sheer value of what he had just been given.

Damien smirked at his reaction.

“Use it wisely,” he said.

Then, without waiting for further discussion, he turned and headed for the throne room.

It was time to see Queen Lareen.

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A/N: Apologies dear readers. I haven’t been too well and I’ve been really busy with school too this past week. That’s why even when I promised to upload two chapters a few days ago, I couldn’t. I deeply apologize.

Daily two chapter updates will resume soon enough once I get well enough. Thank you all for sticking with me through thick and thin!! You guys are the best. I love you all!