CHAPTER 2
Author: ASH DONOVAN
last update2026-06-03 02:01:58

Quinn walked out of the academic building with a gloomy expression.

“I went too far.” He groaned, thinking of what had just happened.

“How the heck did I end up challenging the second strongest student in school?” 

What if master was just making fun of me?

No. No. He can't do that.

He was about to say something when Bell tugged the hem of his shirt from behind

“I'm hungry.” Bell said.

Quinn was shocked and then he merely chuckled helplessly.

“Okay, no problem, I'd get you food. I didn't know summons could eat real food.”

“I'm not a summon.” Bell said and Quinn was shocked.

“Then what are you?” Quinn asked but she merely pointed to her stomach.

“Okay okay, let's go get food, but before that you need to dress up and take a bath. Let's head home.”

They moved by the store and Quinn bought some clothes of Bell’s size.

After that, they headed home.

Quinn directed Bella to the bathroom and taught her the right things to use.

Then he sat on the dinning table after preparing a good meal.

His eyes didn't leave Bell while she shoved the food.

“Eat slowly, or you are going to choke. But I don't think beasts can choke.”

Then he sighed.

Was this why his master told him to control his temper.

Now he has gone and done something stupid.

“Bell, can you fight?” 

The small lady looked up and shrugged.

“I don't know.”

“Typical!” Quinn groaned.

He had no option but to actually go there.

Or could he run away?

Then he could leave this place and start a new life.

Quinn went outside to check the mail box and that was when he saw a letter from his landlord.

“Telling me to pack out of here in three days?” Quinn hissed, and then he sighed.

It had been bad luck all through since he left his master.

“And I can't go back. Bell, was the food enough for you.” Quinn asked.

“Yes! I'm not hungry anymore.” The girl's voice came from the sitting room.

Quinn nodded and went to the back of his house.

Morning came quickly, but Quinn had barely gotten any sleep.

So many papers were around him as he spent time studying on the powers of Rhys’ Rare Class Beast.

He had contemplated running away so many times but there was no way he could do so.

Rhys came from a very prestigious family. It wouldn't take long before they found him.

“Bell? Are you ready?” Quinn called out.

Bell materialised in front of him, and she stretched her body.

Taking another look at her, Quinn nodded.

She had taken some of his clothes and she looked more presentable.

Before Quinn could even enter the academy building, he was blocked by two students.

“The match is this way, and you can't escape because the instructors already know about this.”

One of them smiled and Quinn only nodded.

It was better to get this over with quickly.

Quinn followed them as they took him behind the school building.

And right there was Rhys, with his beast crouching down besides him.

“Oh you actually came. I thought you would run away with your tail behind your legs.” Rhys said, resting on the body of his beasts.

Quinn didn't say much, and he walked into the ring.

“Bring your Dreg in with you? Why are you so afraid? I only order Black to kill the both of you. If you don't bring her in, he might have a problem.”

Lightning strikes moved around the Panther Beast, and the beast walked forward.

Quinn exhaled.

“Bell, come in.”

Bell nodded and she walked into the ring, before yawning.

“Master? I'm sleepy, can I handle this quickly?”

Everyone that heard her bursted into laughter.

“What is she saying? Handle this quickly? How can a Dreg even face an almost elite beast?”

Quinn was the only one who didn't over react.

He had actually wanted to see the kind of strength that his summon had.

His master had told him to expect a lot of things.

“Sure, go ahead.” He smiled and this even made the onlookers confused.

“You are making a big mistake, Dreg.” Rhys said and his beast rose, before leaping forward, commanding a display of lightning.

The sky around then darkened and thunder resounded in the environment.

“Is this the power of a Rare-Class Beast?”

“I don't think this match is fair. How would that Dreg stand a chance?”

Quinn was quiet. At the very least, if Bell couldn't handle it, he would have to step in with his newly acquired elements.

Bell walked to him, and with a soft voice, she asked a question that shocked him to the core.

“Master, should I kill them?” 

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