𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐥𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨・𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭
Summoner.
Everyone possesses a 『Summoned beast』 within their heart.
A Summoned beast represents one’s individuality and embodies their 『power』. It can also be described as innate 『talent』.
Hence, the existence of a Summoned beast inherently defines a person’s life.
A strong Summoned beast, a Summoned beast with incredible power.
In essence… it’s also referred to as the manifestation of human talent.
Therefore, a weak Summoned beast is unnecessary.
A summoner with a small and unsightly Summoned beast is the subject of scorn and discrimination.
For instance, if all the siblings have powerful and magnificent Summoned beasts, and only the youngest brother possesses an extremely weak Summoned beast without any notable abilities, he is considered an outcast.
This is the story of a boy born as the third son to a certain rural noble family, the Rushout family.
The tale of a boy named Albero, who has a gifted summoner brother and sister.
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In a certain small town, a little baby boy was born.
His father was a high-ranking summoner. His mother, also a summoner, and his elder siblings, although young, were already outstanding summoners. Naturally, a lot was expected from this newborn.
The father’s name is Alban.
He’s the head of the Baron Rushout family and a renowned summoner.
Holding his newborn child, his handling shows the experience of having already raised three children.
“This child is Albero, the third son of the Rushout family.”
“Ah, what a lovely name.”
The mother’s name is Sally.
Sally too, is a prominent summoner.
Alban passes the newborn to Sally and gently strokes its head.
“I wonder what kind of Summoned beast rests within this child’s heart. . . . . .”
“Fufu, he’s our child, right? Surely he’ll have something as splendid as his siblings.”
“Indeed. Hehe, the future of the Rushout family looks promising.”
However, those expectations would be greatly betrayed.
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Ten years later━━
A boy was digging a hole in a corner of the Rushout family’s backyard.
“Alright, alright. . . . . .Mog, are you ready?”
『Mog!』
ㅤ The boy’s name is Albero.
ㅤ In his hand, a small black mole was riding.
ㅤ Its name is Mog. This child is a summoned beast born from Albero.
“Mog, there are so many worms here. Eat as much as you want.”
『Mog!』
Mog happily burrows underground.
Watching the scene with joy, Albero lets out a breath.
“As always, all you can do is 『dig holes』, huh. . . . . .”
A Summoned beast possesses a single unique ability.
Albero’s Summoned beast 『Mog』’s ability is to 『dig and solidify』 holes. However, its capability is merely to harden the dug hole into a tunnel-like structure, rendering it practically useless.
Suddenly, a shadow approaches Albero from behind.
“Hey, worm-digger, whatcha doing?”
“Ah! Eldest brother…”
“Look over here, hey! Look at me!”
“Eek!”
The person grabbing Albero’s shoulder and yanking him is. . . . . .Albero’s elder brother, Fugil.
Beside Fugil stands a giant, resembling a stack of rocks, about two meters tall.
It’s the Summoned beast named 『Golem』, Fugil’s Summoned beast.
ㅤ
“So, you were feeding that trashy summoned beast again? Honestly, such a disgrace to the Rushout family.”
“I, I’m very sorry. . . . . .”
“It’s infuriating. . . . . .Hey, if you’re going to apologize, look me in the eye!”
“Uh. . . . . .”
Albero’s face was grabbed, forcing him to look directly at Fugil.
“Listen, you’re a disgrace to the Rushout family. Don’t forget you’re the lowest rank summoner. Live crawling on the ground like the worthless bug you are.”
“. . . . . .Yes.”
“Well, if my brother or sister becomes the head of the Rushout family, you won’t have a place. Hehe, you better enjoy this noble life while it lasts.”
“Ugh.”
Fugil pushed Albero away.
With a mocking laugh, he left, taking his golem with him.
Albero sat on the ground, unable to stand, and looked down.
『Munch. . . . . .』
“It’s okay. . . . . .I can stand. Plus, I have my own thoughts too.”
Suddenly, Mog, emerging from the soil, climbed onto Albero’s hand, looking concerned.
Albero spoke, stroking Mog.
“Probably, Esterize-neesama will become the head of the Rushout family. If that happens, I won’t have a place. Just like Fugil-niisama said, I need to think about my future now.”
『Mog?』
“I’ll become a farmer. I’ll save up my allowance, buy some land outside of the Rushout territory, and live by farming. Mog, you can eat lots of delicious worms.”
『Mog!』
“Hahaha. Are you happy?”
While rubbing Mog’s head, another figure approached.
“You’re talking like that again!”
“Ugh, Ashe. . . . . .”
『Tweet!』
It was Ashe, Albero’s childhood friend.
With long emerald green hair and determined eyes, her look towards Albero was somewhat stern.
A small finch named Gryphon rested on Ashe’s shoulder.
“Gryphon, punish Albero!”
“Wait, hold on!”
『Tweet!』
As Gryphon chirped, a stone-like mass dropped onto Albero’s head.
It wasn’t a stone. Gryphon’s ability is 『Air Manipulation』, compressing air and dropping it on Albero’s head.
Neither of them, still children, realized how terrifying this ability could be when used effectively.
“Ow! What the hell?”
“It’s punishment for saying stupid things! Okay? We’re going to become elite summoners of the 『Asgard Kingdom』!”
“That’s impossible. . . . . .And if we become summoners for the kingdom, we’d have to fight the 『Demon Emperor』, right? There are many strong 『demons』 under the Demon Emperor.”
“That’s why! We’ll study at the 『Asgard Summoning Academy』 and become strong with our summoned beasts!”
“I told you, it’s impossible. . . . . .Maybe you can become strong, Ashe, but I can’t.”
“Grrr… You coward, Albero! Mog, quit being Albero’s summoned beast and come with me!”
『Mog!』
“Haha, he says no.”
“Ugh! You’re so stupid, Albero!”
ㅤ
Ashe playfully slapped Albero.
Ashe is the daughter of a butler who has served the Rushout family for generations. She was close in age and had a good relationship with Albero, often secretly meeting and chatting.
“Ashe. I won’t become a summoner. If you’re okay with it, how about we become farmers together?”
“Huh, a proposal? Fufu~, you’re naughty, Albero!”
“No, no, that’s not it! Fine, I won’t marry you, Ashe!”
“That’s fine! I’m going to become a summoner! Fufu. If you ever get tired of being a farmer, Albero, I’ll make you my husband!”
“Hmm. . . . . .I’ll think about it.”
“Haha. I’ll be waiting!”
The Rushout family’s backyard was peaceful as always today.
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