《The Life of a Wizard》Summoning the Living Dead II
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"Good. Now we're ready." I marvel at my new upgraded summoning circle. This time using a certain shield as a catalyst.
I found in an antique shop yesterday when I was off exploring. Feeling adventurous, I went inside the shop and the first thing that caught my eye was this shield. My inner fanboy immediately squealed when I saw it and quickly walked towards it. The old shopkeeper told me that he's had this shield for a while now, waiting for someone with a strong heart to pick it up.
And without a second thought or concern, I bought the shield. The only problem was I couldn't lift the damn thing not even by an inch. I called Siegfried and he managed to lift the shield and carried to the Beacon vault where I quickly got to work on creating a new summoning circle using my new shield as a catalyst as it will act as a beacon for everyone to gather.
When Ozma had the vaults built, he deliberately built them under ley lines so that they can perpetually contain the pocket dimensions inside. He had the academies built above in order to add extra protection.
It was a good but ultimately stupid idea. What the fuck was he thinking?
Just then, the elevator comes down and the doors open to reveal Qrow Branwen walking up to me.
"Hey Oz, just came here to check up on you." He notices the big shield on the floor. "What the hell are you doing now?"
"I'm glad you asked. I'm summoning more Servants since Siegfried could use some reinforcements." I said.
Qrow is surprised by this. "You can summon more?"
"Of course I can. Now stand back." I told him.
Qrow obeyed. He knew magic is extremely volatile by nature. If the caster doesn't have complete focus, the rebound effect could be disastrous. Besides, having more of those spirit guys might not be too bad. He liked Siegfried. He isn't angsty and trigger-happy like most Faunus or have a stick up his ass like Jimmy.
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Hell, he may just summon a cute spirit. That might not so bad.
"Now, its time to-" I pick up my Scroll, "yes?"
"Headmaster Ozpin, its me Winter. Have you seen General Ironwood anywhere? He is been missing for three days now." Winter said.
"No I have not. But I'll have my top associates on the case. I will update you as soon as possible." I hang up. "Now, where were-"
I click my tongue and answer the call. "Yes?"
"Ozpin. We are getting numerous complains from students about the new professor you hired. If this continues, we may be force to-"
"Ignore." I hang up but I hold my Scroll and stare at it. "..."
"..."
"..."
"...I guess that's all-"
"Fuck!" I answer the call. "What now!?"
"Ozpin have you seen Glynda? She was supposed to come to my seminar today but didn't come. Did something happen to her? You must know something!" Oobleck said.
"Look I'm really busy right now. So instead of bothering me, you look for her yourself." I said.
"But Ozpin-"
"Good night." I hang up and, for added measure, turn the damn thing off.
"Sorry about that." Qrow said.
Its fine, Qrow. I know you're Semblance has a habit of acting but its fine." I told him. "Now, let's get this started."
The magic circle begins to glow and the runes in the circle rise and spins at high speed and then unleashes a flash of light.
"I came from the Land of Shadow. My name is Scáthach. I guess I should call you 'Master'?"
"Call me Ozpin. And you have no idea how happy I am to see you." I said with a smile. "Welcome to Beacon, Scáthach."
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Scáthach nods in acknowledgement and walks next to Qrow.
"So... you come here often?" Qrow flirts.
Scáthach takes one look at the drunken crow and while she could see that he is a warrior, she doesn't like the wretched smell of alcohol that radiates off him as well as the negativity rolling off him.
"If you want to impress me, then get started by being less of a drunk and start having a more positive outlook on life. You wouldn't get anywhere if you keep blaming yourself for everything." Scáthach states.
Qrow's eyes widen and takes a swig of his flask.
The summoning circle lights up again.
"So you have summoned me... Berserker, Morgan. I expect you to work as my retainer. Or perhaps do you want me to treat you as my husband?" Berserker, Morgan le Fay, states with total authority.
'Oh no, why is she here?' I sweat dropped. "Well, my name is Ozpin. I am the Headmaster of Beacon Academy. I look forward to our time together... dear."
Morgan hums at hearing the word "dear" and although she doesn't show it, she is quite satisfied.
Qrow feels a familiar tingling sensation going down his spine. "Oz... who is she? And why does she remind of her?"
"Someone you shouldn't mess with." I told him as the next Servant appears.
Hellooooo! You're favorite goddess, Ishtar, has come! Do your best to satisfy me with tribute and reverence!" The Archer-class Servant, Ishtar whips her hair back as she sits on the large golden bow.
"Hey, what about me!?" The summoning circle reacts.
"You always have to have the spotlight while I just sit in the background. What am I!? Chop liver!" Ereshkigal exclaims with tears in her eyes.
"Considering you're a shut-in 24/7, it'd say yes." Ishtar bluntly replied.
Ereshkigal collapses and cries on the floor. Her tears begin to flood the vault.
A green dome appears above my head to keep my dry. "I think my Servants have been poorly chosen..." I look at a very wet Qrow. "I blame you for it."
Qrow drinks his flask, now filled with the tears of the sad goddess.
Author Notes
Well, that happened. What do you think will happen next? Stay tuned to find out.
Peace~
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