Chapter 10: elves princess

When a Filipino got Isekai'd with a twist! "Only I can summon those!!"

Chapter 10 : elves princess

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the village as the celebration continued. Laughter and music filled the air, a stark contrast to the ominous words of the new Demon Lord echoing in my mind. I couldn't shake the feeling that our victory was only temporary, a brief respite before the storm.

As I savored the rich stew, I glanced around the table, taking in the faces of my companions. Josh was animatedly discussing alchemy with a group of villagers, his enthusiasm infectious. Vismond, on the other hand, was still trying to muster the courage to approach Sir Elara, who was mingling with the knights nearby. I couldn't help but chuckle at his nervousness.

"Hey, Vismond," I called out, nudging him with my elbow. "You're not going to let a little stew keep you from talking to her, are you?"

He shot me a glare, but I could see the determination in his eyes. "I'm just… strategizing," he replied, his voice a mix of defiance and uncertainty.

"Sure, sure. Just remember, with that beauty many jackass nobles are going after her, so if I were you, I'd grab my chances! " I teased, raising my bowl in a mock toast. "To the brave knight who will win the heart of Sir Elara!" is shouted with a 😁

The villagers around us laughed, and Vismond's cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson. "You're impossible," he muttered, but I could see a smile creeping onto his face.

As the night wore on, the atmosphere grew more relaxed. Villagers shared stories of their past battles against the demons, their resilience shining through the tales of hardship. I listened intently, absorbing their experiences and strategies. It was clear that they had faced unimaginable challenges, yet they remained united and determined to protect their home.

"Hey, do you think we should share our own stories?" Josh suggested, glancing at me. "It might help build trust and camaraderie."

"Good idea," I replied, nodding. "But let's keep it light. We don't want to dampen the mood."

As we took turns sharing our adventures, I noticed Sir Elara approaching our table. My heart raced as she drew closer, her presence commanding attention. Vismond straightened up, his eyes wide with surprise.

"Mind if I join you?" she asked, her voice warm and inviting.

"Of course, Sir Elara!" I exclaimed, gesturing to the empty seat beside Vismond. "We were just sharing stories of our adventures here and in our original world," I said with a wink to Vismond.

She smiled, settling into the chair. "I'd love to hear about your exploits. It's not often I get to hear tales from outside the kingdom."

Vismond cleared his throat, his nervousness palpable. "Well, um, I—"

"Let me start," I interjected, sensing his struggle. "So, there was this one time when we faced a horde of demons inside the ruins, and I accidentally summoned my mom's slippers instead of a powerful weapon. You wouldn't believe how effective they were!"

Laughter erupted around the table, and even Vismond managed a chuckle. "Yeah, they were surprisingly lethal," he added, gaining confidence. "I mean, who knew a pair of slippers could take down a demon?"

Sir Elara's eyes sparkled with amusement. "I must admit, that's a new one. I've faced many foes, but I've never encountered a pair of enchanted slippers and a strong summoner like you, Sir Keith, because usually a summoner in this world can wield any weapons, but you, Sir Hero, you make those like a myth."

"Yeah, even the emperor laughs at me because I wasn't supposed to be summoned here in the first place; they are,pointing at Josh, Cain, Chris, and Vismond. They're the real hero here, but me? I just obtained my hero title recently.

Sir Elara leaned in, her expression a mix of curiosity and admiration. "But you've proven yourself, haven't you? It's not just about the title; it's about what you do with it. You've fought alongside your friends, faced danger head-on, and brought hope to those around you. That's what makes a hero."

I felt a warmth spread through me at her words, but I couldn't shake the feeling of inadequacy. "I appreciate that, but sometimes I feel like I'm just along for the ride. I mean, look at Josh and Vismond—they're the ones with real skills. These four can crush mountains in an instant, unlike me. Yes, my weaponry is sure lethal from person to person only. So I am not that impressive."

Sir Elara shook her head, her gaze steady and unwavering. "You underestimate yourself, Keith. Every hero has their strengths, and it's not always about raw power. It's about heart, courage, and the ability to inspire others. You've done that, haven't you? You've rallied your friends and the villagers, given them hope when they needed it most."

I opened my mouth to protest, but she held up a hand, silencing me. "And let's not forget that you've faced demons—literal demons—without flinching. That takes a kind of bravery that many would envy."

Vismond, emboldened by Sir Elara's words, chimed in. "Yeah, Keith! You've saved us more times than I can count. Remember that time you distracted that demon long enough for me to land a critical blow? Without you, I don't know what would have happened."

"Man, you guys are flattering me so much... Now I'm a bit shy," I said with a reddish face.

The laughter and camaraderie around the table felt like a warm blanket, wrapping around me and easing the tension that had been building in my chest. I glanced at Vismond, who was beaming with newfound confidence, and at Josh, who was nodding enthusiastically in agreement. Their support meant more than I could express.

"Alright, alright," I said, raising my hands in mock surrender. "I'll accept the compliments, but only if you all promise to keep the stories coming. I want to hear about your heroic deeds too!"

Sir Elara chuckled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Very well, but I warn you, my tales may not be as amusing as yours. I've faced my share of demons, but I've never had to rely on enchanted slippers."

"Hey, you never know!" I replied, grinning. "Those slippers might just be the secret weapon we've all been missing to defeat the demon lord."

The table erupted in laughter again, and for a moment, the weight of the world outside the village faded away. We shared stories of battles fought and victories won, of friendships forged in the heat of conflict, and of the moments that made us laugh even in the darkest times.

As the night wore on, I felt a sense of belonging that I hadn't experienced in a long time. The villagers, my friends, and even Sir Elara were all part of this tapestry of resilience and hope. I realized that while I may not possess the raw power of my companions, I had something just as valuable: the ability to bring people together, to inspire them to fight for what they believed in.

Eventually, the music shifted to a slower, more melodic tune, and the villagers began to sway gently, lost in the moment. I watched as couples danced, their faces lit with joy, and I felt a pang of longing. It was a simple celebration, but it was a reminder of what we were fighting for—a future filled with laughter, love, and life.

"Hey, Vismond," Josh said, nudging me. "You should ask Sir Elara to dance. It's a celebration, after all!"

Vismond blinked, caught off guard by the suggestion. "What? Me? Dance with her?" His heart raced at the thought. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why not?" I chimed in, replaced by a playful grin. "You've got nothing to lose! Just go for it!"

Vismond's eyes darted between Sir Elara and the dance floor, his internal struggle evident. "But what if I trip? Or say something stupid?" he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Then don't; if you do, I'll whack you with my mom's slippers. Go!" I urge him while pushing him.

Vismond stumbled slightly as I gave him a gentle shove, his face a mix of determination and sheer panic. "You're not helping!" he hissed, but I could see the flicker of resolve in his eyes.

"Just be yourself," I encouraged, my voice low enough for only him to hear. "You've got this. Besides, what's the worst that could happen? You trip and fall? It'll just make for another funny story!"

With a deep breath, Vismond straightened his shoulders and took a step toward Sir Elara, who was still seated at our table, her laughter mingling with the music. I held my breath, half-expecting him to turn back at any moment. But to my surprise, he approached her with a newfound confidence.

"Um, Sir Elara?" he stammered, his voice wavering slightly. "Would you… would you like to dance?"

Her eyes lit up, and a smile spread across her face. "I'd love to, Sir Vismond! " she replied, rising gracefully from her seat.

"Ahm…ju…just vismond is enough," he stammered.

"Then, please call me Eli; people close to me call me that," she replied with a beautiful smile that warms Vismond's heart.

"Man, with that smile I guess our guys hearts are melting by now," I whisper to Josh and Cain.

As they made their way to the dance floor, I couldn't help but feel a swell of pride for my friend. He was taking a leap, and I hoped it would pay off. The villagers parted to make way for them, and soon they were lost in the rhythm of the music, swaying gently together.

"Look at him go!" Josh exclaimed, clapping his hands. "He's actually doing it!"

I watched as Vismond and Sir Elara moved together on the dance floor, their movements tentative at first but gradually growing more fluid. The way she smiled at him, her eyes sparkling with warmth, made my heart swell with happiness for my friend. It was a moment I had hoped for him, a chance to step out of his shell and embrace the joy of the celebration.

"Who would have thought Vismond had it in him?" I said, nudging Josh with my elbow. "He's really holding his own out there."

"Yeah, and look at how happy she is," Josh replied, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "He's got this!"

"Well, it's time to check my achievements open status window," I commanded as the window popped up.

Name: Keith Marthin

Race: otherworlder

Age: 20

Gender: male

Class: true summoner

Title: Hero Summoner

Level: 19

Experience: 600/1900

Summon points: 35805

Summon box: 8/10

Item box: 10/30

Skill: appraisal, item box (30 slots), item shop (all of the disposable weapons items can be bought here alongside miscellaneous items like bottles of water, food packs (MRE), medkits, Granade flashbomb ammos etc.). Summons: basic grade, intermediate grade, and special grade.

Stats: Attack: 26 + 10 + Agility: 26 + 1. Defense: 26 + 10 Intelligence: 31 + 10 Dexterity: 26 + 10 Tenacity: 26 + 10 Health: 1800/1800 Mana: 1800/1800 Stamina: 1800/1800

Available stat point: 0 points (Okay, that settles my stats. Now for my summons, I have almost 11k summon points. I can unlock the transportation set. Open!" I commanded as the list appeared, and I unlocked the vehicle set.

Congratulations! You can now summon a vehicle!

Mountain bike: 2500

Motorcycle: 4000

Military jeep (no weapon): 10,000 (Man, this is expensive, but with this our journey will be fast. But I think I need to refrain from that for now; I need to farm summon points for this. Uhm… open weapons upgrade.

Further vehicles will be unlocked after you reach level 20

Current weapons (I changed his system to levels because it's a bit confusing)

Shotgun dual barrel lvl 1 (upgrade available) 2000 points

M1 pistol lvl 1 (upgrade available) 1000 points

Grenade lvl 1

Crossbow lvl 1 (upgrade available) 1000 points

Medkit lvl 2 (upgrade available) 2000 points

Mom's slippers lvl 1 (upgrade available) 5000 points.

I stared at the list of upgrades, my mind racing with possibilities. The idea of enhancing my weapons was tempting, especially the dual-barrel shotgun and my mom's enchanted slippers. Who would have thought that a pair of slippers could be so effective? But the price tag on the upgrades was steep, and I needed to be strategic about my choices.

"Hey, Keith, you okay?" Josh's voice broke through my thoughts, pulling me back to the lively celebration around us.

"Yeah, well, I'm just… thinking," I replied, glancing back at Vismond and Sir Elara, who were now fully immersed in their dance. "It's nice to see him so happy."

Josh nodded, a smile on his face. "He's really come out of his shell tonight. I think this celebration is just what we needed after everything."

"Definitely," I agreed, feeling a sense of warmth spread through me. "But we can't forget that the Demon Lord is still out there. We need to be ready for whatever comes next."

"True," Josh said, his expression turning serious. "But for now, let's enjoy this moment. We've earned it."

I took a deep breath, letting the music and laughter wash over me. The villagers were celebrating their hard-won victory, and I didn't want to dampen their spirits. I could feel the weight of the world pressing down on me, but I also knew that moments like this were rare and precious.

"Alright, let's make the most of it," I said, raising my bowl in a toast. "To friendship, victory, and the hope for a brighter future!"

The villagers around us cheered, raising their bowls in response. "To friendship!" they echoed, their voices ringing with joy.

As we celebrated, I again received a system notification.

System notification alert!

Daily Quest alert!

The system notices your situation, so

The system changed the quest.

New quest: dance any woman around the area.

Time limit: 5 minutes

Reward: instant level up!

If you fail, the quest level will be deducted.

To be continued.....