Chapter 194 194: A Cliche Motive!

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Lauryn's sense of honor and respect for her allies had always prevented her from utilizing her contract with Fáfnir for personal gain.

She considered it an insult to call upon the assistance of such a revered deity merely to gain an advantage in a fight. As a result, their pact had remained dormant for a long time, with Lauryn choosing to rely solely on her own abilities and wit.

However, when Lauryn discovered that her opponent, Luce, was aware of her mother's identity and planned to use it against her, she knew that she needed to take drastic measures.

It was an issue of great importance to Lauryn, and she was not willing to risk any possibility of her mother's safety being compromised. Thus, she had no hesitation in turning to Fáfnir for help.

Although she had not planned on using the Fáfnir's power during this particular fight, Lauryn knew that it was necessary to protect her loved ones.

She had made the difficult decision to call upon Fáfnir, despite the risks and the potential consequences. And now, she waited anxiously for the Fáfnir's icy breath to strike down her opponent and protect her secret.

"And to think that of all places, Hell would be the one to seek for my assistance... I was beginning to believe that you considered me to be a feeble creature worthy of forming a contract with." Fáfnir said to Lauryn in her mind connection.

The mental connection between Fáfnir and Lauryn was reinforced, and Lauryn spoke with Fáfnir via telepathy, saying, "I-I'm sorry, I did not wish to use you simply as a tool for random combat."

"And what was it that made you decide to call upon me at this time?" Fáfnir inquired in cold and authoritative voice.

"I require your aid, Fáfnir," Lauryn communicated via thought. "My adversary, a Djinn named Luce, is aware of the identity of my mother, and he may reveal it during our confrontation. But he cannot be certain unless we engage in battle and he investigates the similarities between me and my mother."

The dragon, Fáfnir, listened carefully to Lauryn's plea. "Ah, a cliche motive to enter combat, but an honourable one nonetheless," he responded. "I see no reason to hold back then. It has been centuries since I last exerted any significant power. I am eager for the opportunity to assist you."

Lauryn breathed a sigh of relief. She had never before relied on Fáfnir's aid in battle, and she was grateful that he had agreed to help her this time. "Thank you, Fáfnir. Your assistance means a great deal to me," she said.

Fáfnir chuckled, his icy breath visible in the air. "Do not worry, little witch. I will make sure that this Luce does not trouble you any further," he replied.

"To believe that you entered into an agreement with a dragon... A dragon with a penchant for cold... You really are a potent being. However, with only this information, I am unable to verify if you are in fact Mistress LeFay's daughter. I shall start my assault right now." Luce uttered.

As Lauryn continued her mental conversation with Fáfnir, Luce grew impatient and expressed his disbelief that Lauryn had made a pact with a dragon known for its love of cold. Despite his doubts, Luce made it clear that he would start his assault immediately in order to determine if Lauryn was truly the daughter of Mistress LeFay.

Luce began to perform a dance ritual in order to summon his own monsters. However, Lauryn was aware of the distinction between summons and pacts, knowing that the former requires complete subservience to the master's will, which would be impossible to achieve with beings possessing strong wills.

The difference between pacts and summons was a crucial factor in the battle that was about to ensue. Luce's ability to summon creatures would be limited by their willingness to follow his commands.

In contrast, Lauryn's pact with Fáfnir meant that the dragon would lend her its power willingly, with no need for coercion or subjugation. The battle was about to begin, and Lauryn was ready to put her pact to the test against Luce's summoning abilities.

Lauryn was well-versed in the nuances of pacts and understood that they were different from summoning. While a pact was a mutually beneficial agreement between two parties, summoning involved completely subservient creatures whose wills were entirely bent to the will of their master. Since beings with a strong will could not be summoned, summoning was not an option in most cases.

As Lauryn continued her mental conversation with Fáfnir, Luce took the opportunity to prepare for the battle. He began to perform a complex dance, which would allow him to summon his own monsters. Two creatures emerged from the ground, standing on either side of the Djinn.

The first was a terrifying beast that appeared to be a combination of a wolf and a panther. However, it was much larger and fiercer than either of those creatures, and it also had leather wings that allowed it to fly. Luce named the creature Tyul.

Lauryn was not intimidated by Luce's display of power. She knew that she had the aid of Fáfnir, and that was all she needed to face her opponent. She drew her sword, ready for the fight that was about to begin.

Luce's second creature was a fascinating sight to behold. It was a unique blend of various features, each of which seemed to serve a different purpose.

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