Vampire Summoner's Rebirth: Summoning The Vampire Queen At The Start

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BOOOMMM!!!

Blake's Dragon Breath broke through all things, destroying several buildings as it devastated over half of the soldiers and monsters inside of the city, leaving behind a giant crater whose stone was melting due to the immense heat.

"Grrrhh!" Ruby seemed overjoyed, yet it noticed his master was rather sorrowful, his expressionless face remained the same, but he could tell there was sorrow within his soul. "Graah?"

The dragon gently rubbed his nose over his master's face, and then licked him.

"I'm sad?" Blake wondered. "Yeah, maybe I am slightly irritated… Frustrated. Because we were too late. The damage is already done, and all… everyone is dead already. We're fighting against foes that already won a war."

He had entered the city hoping for survivor hidden somewhere, but there were absolutely none, he expanded his senses even into the sewers, with a slight hope.

Yet nothing…

Everyone was truly dead.

However.

"But at the very least, we can give respite to their souls, right?"

He smiled faintly, patting the dragon's head, as Ruby watched into the skies.

Elizabeth was floating above, her sanctifying light disintegrating the rest of the monsters and lizardmen within her vicinity. And then, suddenly, as she opened the dark, clouded skies with her light, a fantastical scene could be seen.

His friends, Eric, Chris, Albera, Erdrich, and Elfriedden arrived just in time, watching the scene while flying or standing over the city walls. A scene so mesmerizing that no matter how many times they saw it, they would always gasp in awe.

They could see thousands of people floating in the sky, elves. Of all shapes and sizes, most of them wearing artisan clothes, artist clothes, blacksmith clothes, alchemist clothes…

They looked tired, too exhausted.

Despite having all died here, their souls remained, filled with sorrow as they saw their city being destroyed and their people massacred.

"I'm sorry for being late…"

Elizabeth shed a tear, as she saw tens of thousands of souls flying into the skies.

"This is… the first time I see so many souls like these…"

As she shed a tear, Erika appeared by her side, hugging her to comfort her.

"I'm sure they'll rest in peace, where dad and Ellergest went to too!"

"Eri… Y-Yeah…"

Elizabeth tried to remain strong, as she used her light to guide the souls towards the Afterlife.

She didn't know what this Afterlife was, or where it was, but she knew it remained somewhere within the world of Spiritias.

Perhaps a realm beyond everything, which only the Holy Spirits could oversee.

She could see a glimpse of it, a beautiful, endless garden of colorful flowers, glistening by the bright sunlight, above the clouds.

The many children within the souls ran happily towards the garden, holding the hands of their parents.

"Papa! Mama! A garden!"

"Yeah… Let's go."

"Hey, calm down a bit…!"

They had stayed here for so long that some were even able to speak a few words. Blake and Ruby remained in silence as they watched.

He tried to remain strong, to let this rage and frustration he felt fuel his powers, yet at the end, he couldn't help it.

"I'm sorry… for not coming earlier."

As he saw the souls slowly disappear one after another, a few of them remained behind, slowly moving towards them, perhaps at first attracted by Saphira, who, with the rest of the Vampires, began gathering around Claria after they cleared every area they could within the vicinity of ten thousand kilometers.

"So many souls…" Saphira said. "Papa! We're back, everything went well, we took care of everything."

"Well done," Blake patted her head.

"Are these souls… do you want me to make them stay?" Saphira wondered. "I can… if you wanted."

"Most of them want to pass away…" said Blake, as he realized a few dozen, and then almost a hundred remained around him.

They looked different than the rest of the citizens or artists and craftsmen. They were wearing armor made out of their own souls, holding magic swords, and surrounded by faint spiritual auras, perhaps of the leftover souls of their Spirits.

"These people… They want to stay and fight, papa," Saphira watched at the mighty Spirit Knights. "They say… that they want to help you avenge the elves!"

"…Are you sure?" Blake asked them. "What you will see will only be ruins and the destroyed continent you once loved… I am quite sure, that there are no more survivors. We're walking through a wasteland, freeing an already destroyed land from its tyrants that reaped away everything from it. Are you sure you want to stay by my side?"

He tried to intimidate them, to tell them to just pass away, that it wasn't necessary for them to fight. Yet none of them moved away, standing still and tall, with mighty auras.

They were all warriors that died fighting, and would rather continue fighting, for the honor of their fallen homeland.

"They say that they know you're protecting the last elves…" Saphira smiled. "They want to help you as thanks. And also… because their grudge is too strong to allow them to pass away."

Blake's eyes widened for a second, and then he smiled, laughing a bit.

"Hah… I suppose in that, we are quite similar," he said. "Very well then. You will join me as new warriors. But you will not be given the form of Undead. No! I will give you the power to be eternal knights, to serve me, die, and keep reviving!

Are you sure you want this?!"

They didn't move either.

"They said they're willing to go through hell a thousand times for you!" Saphira said excitedly.

"Hahahah… HAHAHAAH!"

Blake could only laugh; it was all so ridiculous.

"Truly, the pride of you elves has no end, even after death…" he sighed, feeling sorrowful right afterwards. "Very well…"

He took out ten S Rank Spirit Orbs, fusing them together with his Creation and Alchemy Domains, and then, infused the almost hundred souls of the Elven Spirit Knights inside.

FLUOSH!

To create something anew, a rainbow-colored Spirit Orb, overflowing with spiritual power, which he then let his Grimoire absorb.

FLAAASH!

The grimoire's pages flickered; it was a success.

Ding!

[You have successfully registered the New Familiar Summon: [Elven Spirit Knight of Yggdrasil (A+++ Rank)]!]

[You can now create Cards of these Familiars, each one will possess the soul of a different knight, with great intelligence and their unique abilities additionally from their generic skills.]

"Welcome to our army, brave elven knights."

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