Please Stop Summoning Me!

“The dream must have something to do with being summoned, right?”

He silently thought to himself, ‘After waking up, I must write everything about the dream in notes’.

“It shouldn’t be a coincidence that someone related to the summoning ritual will be in a dream, but what will be the reason for it?.”

He caressed her smooth and shiny silver hair and felt good to touch.

She was mostly in a daze during this period and only made a few small reactions.

He smiled at the little girl who was barely moving: “Unfortunately, it’s just a manifestation of my dream, not a real person. Come to my store if you have the opportunity in the future.”

He didn’t know what happened, but the little girl’s eyes seemed to brighten as if she was greatly encouraged.

Shen Yi let go of the hand that touched her head, “I’m becoming calmer and calmer now when encountering things like this. Is it because I’m not surprised anymore?”

He found the scenery gradually became blurred as if a mosaic.

“It seems that the dream won’t last long. I’m about to wake up from the dream.”

A question suddenly popped up in his mind.

“Two months have passed, but I have only dreamt of this place now. Why?”

What triggered this dream to come? 

With so little information, he couldn’t think of an answer at all, except to wait here slowly for the dream to separate and dissolve ……

“Let’s talk about it when we wake up first.”

Before waking up, he looked at the silver-haired, red-eyed little girl again.

She still stood half a meter in front of him, motionless, as if she was just an extremely delicate and vivid beautiful doll.

Shen Yi smiled and patted her head finally.

“See you later, Aina.”

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On the outskirts of Beland, in a luxurious three-story villa.

The villa’s main structure consisted of bricks and concrete of different sizes. Most of the furniture in the room was a combination of classical and modern styles, the price was not that high, but it was elegant.

With floor-to-ceiling glass windows on the sides. There was an expansive garden scenery outside, which was unobstructed with pavilions, fountains, flowers, and trees, and the roads paved with white marble were spotless.

In the villa’s upper floor, there was an elegant and solemn crimson bedroom.

In the middle, there was a big black bed. Aina, who had been asleep for a long time, slowly opened her burgundy eyes. She had just woken up from a great dream.

After a long silence, she happily said to herself, “I just met the great Lord of Ashes…”

The sound of rainstorms and thunder came to her ears, and she saw the dark rain curtain outside the window, with lightning and thunder appearing from time to time.

Such weather once again reminded her of the day that changed her destiny.

She slowly sat up, and beneath her was a large, comfortable, soft bed, to which she had not fully adapted, even after having slept here for two months.

Aina finally had her own room since the Lord of Ashes came last time, but still, she had an uneasy feeling, and living in a big luxury house was like a dream.

“I dreamed of the great Lord of Ashes. Well, without a doubt, it must be Him.”

Before going to sleep, she used the invisible technique she had just learned and tried to contact the Great Lord of Ashes in her dream.

The result was really successful.

She distinctly rememberedseeing the Great Lord of Ashes in her dream.

His body was still very large, giving people a strong impression.

Aina felt a burst of warm fire flashing over her head, like the dawning sun, the soft light shining on every corner of her body, sweeping away the long-accumulated gloom and cold.

In the years after her parents passed away, she had never felt this way, and the sudden warmth made Aina feel as if she was in touch with her lost loved ones again.

After waking up, she still remembered this moment of remembrance.

The great Lord of Ashes touched her in the dream, and Aina could still feel the remnants of the warmth and scent on her body.

Coming down from the bed, she came in front of the mirror and stared at her reflection in the mirror.

The black velvet robe clung to the line of the body, revealing the white collarbone and shoulders, and the small crystal bottle pendant around the neck contained countless stardust.

This gorgeous villa, as well as an exquisite dress, all of them was actually gifted to her by the sect investor, and that person didn’t even dare to make eye contact with her.

Everyone’s attitude towards her changed a lot…but she didn’t feel happy.

She knew all of this was because of the Lord of Ashes.

Just as she dwells in her thought an intense burning sensation came in her back.

It was so intense that she could feel the heat inside her body.

“It’s so hot. Why does my back feel so hot?”

Enduring the burning pain, she gently took off half of her clothes then turned around in front of the mirror. A bright red complex ring mark appeared on her originally white back.

“Is this… the mark given by the Lord of Ashes?”

Aina was a little surprised. Lord of Ashes’ breath was imprinted in the mark on her back as if it were a brand recently imprinted.

“I was chosen…” she muttered to herself.

A while later the initial intense burning sensation vanished.

“Ah— !” Suddenly a scream came from the first floor.

Startled, she picked up her clothes and rushed out of the room.

Seeing her arrival, the female devotees who were serving her immediately bowed their heads in respect and did not dare to look directly at her body which was devoted to the gods.

Aina’s heart was very complicated. ‘Was this the feeling of being respected and valued?’

Perhaps, not just respect and attention, they have more negative emotions about themselves…awe, fear.

Looking at this scene it reminded her past self she also used to keep her head down.

Aina felt that all this was wrong. All the rules, classes, and status in the sect always gave her an invisible sense of suffocation. She didn’t like it.

As she walked downstairs, she was surprised by the sight that greeted her as she 

“What’s going on here?”

The ground was filled with several corpses, and the senior priest and devotees gathered around them, and there was a lot of discussion. There was not a single scratch could be seen on the corpses, and they had a very calm appearance.

It was as if they had died peacefully in their sleep. Have eternal peace of mind.

The senior priest’s face was grim, and the old face was almost knotted together with anger.

“Damn it! It’s all the work of the Quiet Word people!”

The Quiet Word was a powerful order which scattered all over Norland.

They worship a god known as the Tranquil Singer, whose teaching was to bring true peace to the world.

The pedagogy of the Quiet Word believes that peace of mind should be the highest human pursuit, not so-called happiness.

They were exceedingly powerful and clearly out of the league of the Chaos Remnant Order.

No one knew why, but suddenly one day, Quiet Words began to kill Chaos Embers all over Nolan, trying to eradicate them all.

The High Priest and his congregation had no choice but to take refuge in Beland. Outside the Beland, the power of Chaos Embers had been eradicated by Quiet Words(silent).

Although the sect’s hands were tied here, at least with the headquarters of the Anti-Magic Bureau here, the powerful Silent Sect would not dare to attack in large numbers.

This was what the senior priest had thought so, but the audacity of the Quiet Words was totally unexpected.

“Quiet Words still doesn’t plan to let us go and doesn’t plan to act in secret either. Are they all lunatics? Aren’t they afraid to provoke people from the Anti-Magic Bureau?”

Just when he felt powerless, Aina stood out from the crowd, and the believers stepped aside in fear, but her thin body was very conspicuous.

“You…” The senior priest wanted to say something, and he hoped that Aina would stay in the house forever and not come out.

She ignored him, and her next words shocked the senior priest.

“We need to hold a new sacrifice, the great Lord of Ashes will help us, and this time I will preside over it.”

The believers were extremely shocked, but no one objected, and the senior priest opened his mouth and finally said nothing.

She knew very well that everyone dared not oppose her because they were afraid of the Lord of Ashes.

But before holding a new sacrifice, she had something which her heart wanted to do.

She recently kept dreaming about that cafe, where she had stayed in the rainstorm two months ago, which somehow attracted her.

I want to take a look and see what’s there…