A Dual Crest Summoner In Infinite Summoning World

Dante had stopped moving completely. They were just 40 meters from the house. Auren caught glimpses of Dante wobbling a little—though he was trying his best not to move an inch at all. The wobble was always perfectly timed when the Thralls had their backs toward Dante.

Why did he come back here? Staying a night hidden above a tree or in a cave would have been a much better choice. It had to be because of Hanzo—the wounds on him needed serious attention. Dante could have left Hanzo and come back, then gone back with other villagers to get Hanzo.. Didn't they tell him to do exactly that just a few months ago? Liars.

The boar Thrall had reached the window—trying to headbutt the iron bars. Sable and others took a step back; they continued making sound with utensils in their hands. The two Thralls near Dante were not going away at all. Sable even threw something out of the window to divert the attention of the two Thralls, but the creatures ignored it. Turns out blood is more attractive for these ghostly creatures compared to sound or movement. Dante must have known that after fighting in so many battles. Still, he took this risk. Just how long had he been walking through the forest with Hanzo on his shoulder?

Can these creatures die with normal weapons? The stories he had heard from Sable and Granny did mention brave knights fighting Thralls on their journey at night and somehow managing to kill them with their steel swords.

When the boar got tired of attacking the iron bars, it too turned back to join the other two Thralls in circling Dante and Hanzo. That was the last nail in the coffin—with two Thralls around, Dante had a few seconds to himself when their backs were turned towards him, but with three the window was too small for him to do anything. Even the slightest movement was inching the harrowing monsters closer.

Just at that moment, a creature jumped out of the trees and landed in the bushes, making enough noise and movement to grab the attention of all three Thralls. Auren had recognized the dark silhouette—it was Maru.

The unnatural speed of the three Thralls moving towards the small Maru took Auren by surprise. Maru was much quicker, though, and jumped through the plants and fallen branches with a flexibility only a small animal could manage. In minutes, Maru had the attention of all three Thralls—the little guy couldn't get lax; their sudden bursts of speed were completely unpredictable. Still, Maru bought them as much time as he could before he jumped above the roof of Kenzo's house.

Dante did not miss the hard-earned chance at all. There was enough time to reach the house, or at least the wooden gate. But the second Dante opened the gate, he suddenly froze and started moving really slowly while shaking his head—as if he couldn't see or focus at all. And before Maru jumped above the roof, Dante fell down along with Hanzo—both men unconscious and bloodstained. Dante too had been bleeding; Auren only noticed it when the light of the lamps illuminated him near the fence gate.

Now the fence gate was open—the three Thralls, hearing the fall, had turned back from the unreachable Maru to the source of sound and slight movement. Even when Maru kept making sounds along with Sable and others, the three Thralls had no mind to entertain them at all. Slowly but surely, they were closing in on Dante and Hanzo.

This was not good at all. Even without Thralls, both men needed first aid immediately. They could not wait or pray for the three circling Thralls to leave. Someone had to do something.

Auren looked toward Sable and others—Hanzo's mother was crying as her hands furiously banged the utensils on the iron bars mindlessly. The Granny was holding Sable with all her might as Sable tried to rush out of the backdoor to save her husband. Auren had heard them talk about not having a single weapon in the house—without that and even basic fighting skills, none of them could do this..

Auren pulled the bundle of cloth out of his pocket, summoned his obsidian remote, and grabbed Kenzo's small wooden sword from the corner. If this is the end, he was fine with it.

Auren opened the door without any care for the sound it made—the three women's shock at the sudden action made them freeze in their tracks. Before their minds could even process what had just happened, Auren rushed out of the house with a small boost in speed. The one kilogram of black particles settled on the edge of his wooden sword, sharper than any sword in this world. Auren had practiced this shape thousands of times—he didn't even have to do it manually; the obsidian remote was somehow able to memorize some of his regular shapes, and with a thought, it formed exactly as it was in his mind.

Two boars and a wolf Thrall—Auren boosted his speed even more, straightening the small sword before him. His speed had brought an opportunity, and he seized it with both hands. With as much power as he could muster in his overhead swing, Auren used it all and even boosted the force of his downward strike with a high jump, decapitating the nearest boar to the two men.

A wave of relief washed over him as the head of the boar fell down with a clean cut, oozing green mist and darkened, greyish liquid that had to be rotten blood. The boar did not move after falling down.

"Take them inside!" he shouted.

The two Thralls, instead of backing away from the sudden attack, rushed towards him. The landing was not as graceful as Auren had intended, with the addition of a sudden turn at the last second. With a sharp turn, he moved some meters away from the two men. His movements were unmistakable even in the dark of night—the two Thralls rushed at him with no fear or hesitation. The wolf was much faster than the boar, but that wasn't the end—the big boar opened its mouth wide open and spat a glowing ball of orange flames.