Summoned a God by Mistake, Now He Won’t Go Back - Chapter 15

What the heck is that supposed to mean?

Fay practically yelled in disbelief.

“There’s no way I don’t need it! I do! I need it a lot!”

That book was an asset. And the one Alnazir had just turned into blank pages wasn’t even her personal property—it belonged to all of Aldehallow. Sure, it was sealed away now because it was dangerous, but it was supposed to be kept safe for when it was truly needed.

The author probably left it behind to pass on knowledge to future generations. And now he’d wiped it all out. Fay felt like she was about to cry.

“Put it back the way it was!”

“So you’re really set on summoning another ruler besides me?”

Suddenly, a violent gust of wind slammed into Fay, so strong she could barely keep her eyes open. Her pink hair whipped wildly around her face. If she didn’t brace herself, she felt like she might actually get blown away, so she jammed her staff into the ground to steady herself.

The wind finally died down, but that wasn’t the end of it. A soft, glowing light began to wrap around her, not as bright as daylight, but enough to illuminate everything in a strange, dreamlike glow.

Looking up, Fay realized immediately where the light was coming from. The moon was hovering so close above her that she could almost reach up and touch it.

Huh, so that’s what the surface of the moon looks like, all pitted and uneven.

It was such a bizarre moment that her mind froze with that dumb thought.

“Aaah!”

A scream from someone snapped Fay out of her daze. Something weird was happening at the party too, it seemed.

“I—I wasn’t saying I wanted to summon anyone else! Alnazir!”

Fay tried to fix things, but it was clear Alnazir was already thoroughly offended. Even with the brilliant moon right overhead, his face was shrouded in deep shadow—only his golden eyes glared out at her.

Fay’s mouth went dry with fear. She’d known that sending him away could be dangerous, but she hadn’t expected things to escalate so quickly. She had to fix this, somehow.

She gripped her staff tight and shouted,

“Please, just listen! You’re enough for me—no, you’re all I need! You’re the only one who’s ever truly listened to my voice!”

The wind stopped. The looming moon retreated to its proper place in the night sky.

“Before we make the contract, remember this, witch.”

Alnazir said, his voice still cold as he stepped toward her.

“I don’t share what’s mine with anyone.”

Fay’s legs gave out and she dropped to the ground, panting. When she looked up, she saw his chillingly serious expression—and, as a bonus, the same imposing object between his legs.

“Do you understand?”

“Y-yeah. Crystal clear…”

She let out a long sigh. She’d heard there were possessive invokeds who would interfere if their master tried to make a contract with someone else, but this was a whole new level—this was basically a death threat.

“Let’s go find what we need for the contract.”

It was clear Alnazir wasn’t backing down, and Fay realized there was no way she could call the whole thing off now. She was just going to have to go along with him for now. She began to worry about her future.

Still, she was the one who’d summoned this dangerous octopus, and as a witch she had to take responsibility. Somehow, she’d have to find a way to rein him in.

“Not that way. Over here.”

She stopped Alnazir from heading toward the castle and pointing him in the opposite direction, toward the outer wall.

She couldn’t risk letting him meet the others yet—not until she was sure she could control her invoked. She needed time.

“Let’s go home.”

“Home? Is that your residence?”

Fay nodded quietly. Alnazir seemed genuinely curious about her home, and obediently turned to follow her lead.

Since the golden army had broken through the walls, Fay had been staying at the castle, but her actual house was still out there. All her neighbors had evacuated, so the area would be empty. Bandits might be a risk, but she’d take her chances—anything was better than risking another lunar catastrophe over everyone’s heads.

They rode the broomstick home. By the time they arrived, Fay was utterly exhausted, but she managed to clean herself up and change clothes. She even found something for Alnazir to wear—though she apologized.

“Sorry, I don’t really have any men’s clothes. This is the biggest thing I own, so please try not to complain.”

Even the loosest pair of pants was too small for him, so in the end, she had to hand over her baggiest dress. It looked ridiculous stretched over his big frame, but…

Hey, at least it was better than having everything hanging out.