When a Filipino got Isekai'd with a twist! "Only I can summon those!!"
Chapter 6: matching making and artilleries!
Vismond stood at the edge of the ridge, his silhouette framed against the fading light of the rising sun. His dark cloak billowed slightly in the breeze, and his piercing gaze scanned the battlefield, taking in the remnants of the chaos we had just endured. The air was thick with the scent of sulfur and the metallic tang of blood, but there was a palpable sense of victory hanging in the atmosphere.
"You guys took your time there, he jokingly asks as we scan the area and the kingdom's knights take care of the remains of the demons in the area. And notice a beautiful blonde knight behind him ordering the soldiers.
"Well, if we didn't, you wouldn't have any fun down here." I replied with a grin, teasing him, and he hurriedly explained why she's here and why there are so many soldiers the kingdom sent to aid us. And they send 4 of their elite knights to aid us in this battle.
Vismond's eyes sparkled with a mix of admiration and mischief as he gestured toward the blonde knight, her armor glinting in the early morning light. "That’s Sir Elara, one of the kingdom's finest. They say she single-handedly turned the tide in the last skirmish against the Shadow Legion. I think she’s here to keep an eye on us—make sure we don’t get ourselves killed."
"Us or you," I teased Vismond even more and made him blush even more as I chuckled, watching as Elara barked orders with a commanding presence that demanded respect. Her voice carried over the din of clanking armor and the shuffling of soldiers, a beacon of authority amidst the chaos. "Looks like she’s got everything under control," I said, nodding in her direction. "Maybe we should take notes."
And as I try using my appraisal to her, my eyes widen to her stats.
As I focused my mind, the familiar sensation of appraisal washed over me, and the world around me faded into a blur. The details of Sir Elara's presence sharpened, revealing the intricate layers of her abilities and skills.
Name: Sir Elara
Age: 20
Class: Elite Magic Knight
Level: 35
Health: 1500/1500
Mana: 1200/1200
Strength: 90
Agility: 85
Intelligence: 60
Defense: 80
Special Skills:
Personal stats (blur)
(Woah, there you have your wifey material!)
Swordmastery: Increases damage dealt with swords by 30%.
Battle Command: Boosts allies' morale, increasing their attack and defense by 15% for 30 seconds.
Shield Wall: Creates a protective barrier for allies, absorbing up to 100 damage.
Heroic Charge: A powerful forward strike that deals double damage and stuns the target for 2 seconds.
Background:
Miss Elara hails from the prestigious Order of the Silver Shield, known for their unwavering loyalty and unmatched combat prowess. She has fought in numerous battles against the Shadow Legion and is revered as a hero among the kingdom's people.
As the appraisal faded, I couldn't help but feel a mix of awe and respect. Elara was not just a knight; she was a force of nature, a beacon of hope in the darkest of times. Her stats were impressive, but it was her commanding presence that truly set her apart.
"Wow, she's more than a hero than me I'm just a summoner and her stats sheesh." I muttered, barely able to contain my surprise. "She’s not just any knight. She’s a legend in the making." As I comment that I noticed that personal stats, I try to open it as the new stats window pops up. My jaw drops. Because it contains her body measurements, etc.
Name: Elara Marie Veronique
Age: 20
Status: single
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 140 lbs
Measurements: 36-24-36
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Hubby: cooking
Background: Elara Marie Veronique, known as Sir Elara, is a distinguished member of the Order of the Silver Shield. Raised in a noble family, she was trained in the arts of combat and magic from a young age. Her dedication to her craft and her unwavering sense of justice have earned her a reputation as one of the kingdom's most formidable knights. Despite her accolades, she remains humble and committed to protecting the innocent.
As I stared at the unexpected details, my cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and intrigue. "Uh, well, that’s... informative," I stammered, quickly trying to refocus my thoughts. Vismond, noticing my reaction, raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"Looks like someone’s taken an interest," he teased, nudging me playfully. "Careful, or you might just end up on the receiving end of her heroic charge."
I shot him a glare, but I couldn’t help the smile creeping onto my face. "I’m just appreciating her skills, that’s all. A summoner like me could learn a thing or two from her."
Vismond chuckled, his eyes glinting with mischief. "Sure, sure. Just remember, she’s here to help us, not to be your personal muse."
"By the way, now you got a potential wifey there," I tease again.
Vismond rolled his eyes, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Oh, come on! You know I’m not looking for a ‘wifey’ right now. I’ve got enough on my plate with these demons and our little adventure."
I leaned against the ridge, crossing my arms and smirking. "Sure, but you can’t deny that she’s impressive. I mean, look at her! She’s got the skills, the looks, and can also cook, and that commanding presence. It’s like she stepped right out of a storybook. In short, a perfect wifey, unlike in our world where girls there are heavy drinkers like their fathers, so take it or leave it."
Vismond sighed dramatically, feigning exasperation. "You’re not going to let this go, are you? I can already see the wheels turning in your head. Next thing I know, you’ll be trying to set me up with her."
"Oh, my lonely friend, you are not wrong with that. I'm guilty like your cat eating your tuna sandwich," I replied.
Vismond chuckled, shaking his head in mock defeat. "Just remember, I’m here to fight demons, not to play matchmaker. But if you keep this up, I might just have to start charging you for my emotional labor."
I laughed, the tension of the recent battle easing as we bantered. "Consider it a small price to pay for the entertainment. Besides, who wouldn’t want to see you and Sir Elara in a romantic subplot? It’s practically begging to happen. Man, I'll have my popcorn. I'd love one. I mean, right now."
As we continued to watch the knights and soldiers clean up the battlefield, I couldn’t help but steal glances at Elara. She moved with a grace that was both intimidating and captivating, her every command met with swift obedience. It was clear she commanded respect, not just through her skills but through her unwavering dedication to her comrades.
"Look at her," I said, gesturing subtly. "She’s like a general on the field. I bet she could lead an army into battle and come out victorious without breaking a sweat."
Vismond nodded, his expression turning serious for a moment. "She’s earned her reputation for a reason. But remember, even the strongest knights have their vulnerabilities. It’s not just about strength; it’s about strategy and teamwork."
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"True," I conceded, my mind racing with thoughts of how we could leverage her skills in our own battles. "But having someone like her on our side could change everything. Imagine the odds we could overcome together."
Vismond’s gaze shifted back to me, a hint of mischief returning. "So, are you planning to ask her for a sparring session? Maybe you can impress her with your summoning skills."
"Nah, all my summons are lethal weapons just for killing, not to impress some noblewoman, so nah, if you want to use bad cap and good cap on her, it's not gonna work, my guy; your girl is hardened by battle, so you need sweet poems." As we continue our little charade for his future girlfriend, Josh, Cain, and Chris are with the commander of the knights relaying what happened inside the ruins. While some healers are healing Kaliskto and asking him some questions.
The sun continued to rise, casting a warm glow over the battlefield as the knights and soldiers worked diligently to clear the remnants of the demon incursion. The atmosphere was charged with a mix of relief and lingering tension, the kind that follows a hard-fought victory. Vismond and I remained perched on the ridge, our banter a welcome distraction from the grim reality of our surroundings.
"Seriously, though," I said, turning my attention back to Vismond. "If you ever get the chance to talk to Sir Elara, you should take it. She could be a valuable ally, and who knows? Maybe she’d appreciate your... unique charm."
Vismond rolled his eyes again, but I could see a flicker of interest in his expression. "Unique charm? You mean my ability to trip over my own feet and make awkward small talk? Yeah, that’ll win her over for sure."
"Hey, confidence is key!" I shot back, nudging him playfully. "Just think of it as a strategy. You’re the charming rogue, and she’s the noble knight. It’s practically a classic tale waiting to unfold."
He chuckled, shaking his head. "You really think I should just waltz up to her and start chatting about my ‘unique charm’? What if she thinks I’m just some bumbling fool?"
"Then you’ll have to prove her wrong," I replied, my tone light but earnest. "Show her you’re more than just a summoner. You’ve got skills, too. You’ve fought alongside me, faced demons, and survived. That counts for something."
Vismond sighed, glancing back at Elara, who was now overseeing the distribution of supplies to the soldiers. "I guess you have a point. But what if she’s not interested? I mean, she’s a knight, and I’m just... me."
"Vismond, don't listen to keith; the dude doesn't have any girlfriend either that idiot just want to have a laugh, "Josh chimed in.
Vismond shot me a glare, but I could see the corners of his mouth twitching in amusement. "Thanks for the vote of confidence, Josh," he replied dryly, but the tension in his shoulders eased a bit. As we continued, the commander told us to pack our things and head to the village.
The sun climbed higher in the sky, casting a golden hue over the battlefield as the last remnants of the demon incursion were cleared away. The knights and soldiers worked with a sense of purpose, their camaraderie evident in the way they moved together, each knowing their role in the aftermath of the battle. Vismond and I remained on the ridge, our playful banter a welcome distraction from the grim reality of our surroundings.
"Alright, alright," Vismond finally relented, a hint of determination in his voice. "Maybe I’ll at least say hello to Sir Elara. But if I trip over my own feet, you’re taking full responsibility for this."
I laughed, clapping him on the back. "Deal! Just remember, confidence is key. And if all else fails, you can always summon a demon to impress her."
"Man, I don't know if you're helping Vismond or just want a laugh, because you too are single and don't have a girlfriend, to the point we can call you a sage." As Josh comments, I couldn't help but chuckle at the truth in his words. "Touché, Josh. But at least I’m not the one blushing like a schoolboy at the thought of talking to a pretty knight."
Vismond shot me a mock glare, but I could see the hint of a smile creeping onto his face. "Alright, alright, enough about me. What’s the plan now? We can’t just stand here all day, admiring Sir Elara and her impressive stats."
I glanced back at the battlefield, where the knights were finishing up their tasks. "Well, the commander mentioned heading to the village to regroup and assess our next steps. I think we should join them. It’ll give you a chance to talk to Elara without the chaos of the battlefield around you. How about you practice your pickup lines or something while I tweak some of my new summons?" I said, getting excited about my new weapons.
"Oh really, tell me about it," Vismond asks. with sparkling eyes.
"The dude basically summons his mom's slippers and uses that to defeat the high-ranking demon," Chris chimes in.
I couldn't help but laugh at Chris's comment, shaking my head. "Hey, those slippers are a powerful weapon in their own right! You underestimate the power of your mom's ultimate weapon." I said it with a grin.
Vismond chuckled, but I could see the gears turning in his head. "Alright, so what’s the plan with your summons? Are you really going to use your mom's slippers as a weapon?"
"Not exactly," I replied, waving my hand dismissively. "I'm planning to summon all of the remaining special grade summons that can provide support in battle, and the most intriguing is the "my old phone" summon. It doesn't have any details on it.
Vismond raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Your old phone? How is that supposed to help us in battle? Are you planning to call for backup or something?
"Dunno, well, we're about to find out after we enter the village." As I said that, I pointed at the village's gate.
After we settled in, the chief greeted us again, and he set a celebration for our history against the demons. As they were preparing me, Josh and I went with the village chief, and we discussed the reinforcement of the village walls like the emperor requested. Using our knowledge from modern Earth (our world), we asked the chief to prepare the materials, and Josh and I would do the job because it turns out it's not only me who has unusual skills. He has it too.
He is a Devine knight (or, in our world, a master or super swordsman), but he has a subjob.
And it's called Devine Alchemist. And it suits him because his dad is a foreman in a construction company, so he teaches him a lot of things. While Caine, Chris, and Vismond's tasks are different, Vismond's task is to patrol the area with Miss Elera while Caine is tending to the wounded because he has the subjob Divine Priest (man, they all have divine; what am I, a demon class? Fuck it, it's unfair). Chris is with the locals preparing food because he has a cooking master job.
"So, Dre (I called Josh), what's next? All of the material you requested from Gramps is here. Show me your alchemy," I said with excitement in my voice.
Josh grinned, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. "Alright, let’s get to work! I’ve been waiting for a chance to put my skills to the test." He gestured toward the pile of materials we had gathered—wood, stone, and various metals. "First, we need to reinforce the walls. I can create some sturdy supports and barriers that will hold against any future attacks."
"Uhuh, uhuh!" As I nodded, he opened his alchemy window.
Josh focused intently, his hands moving gracefully as he began to manipulate the materials before us. The air shimmered with a faint glow as he activated his alchemy skills, and I watched in awe as the wood and stone began to shift and reshape under his command.
Alchemy Skill Activated: Reinforced Wall Construction
A series of translucent blueprints appeared in front of him, detailing the design of the reinforced walls. He pointed to various sections, explaining his thought process. "We’ll need to create a solid foundation first. I can infuse the stone with a durability enhancement, making it resistant to both physical and magical attacks."
I nodded, impressed. "That sounds perfect. And what about the wood? We can use it for the upper sections, right?"
"Exactly! I can treat the wood to make it fire-resistant and more resilient to decay. It’ll last much longer against the elements and any potential siege," he replied, his excitement palpable.
As he worked, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of camaraderie building between us. We were both outsiders in this world, but here we were, using our unique skills to make a difference. I glanced around, taking in the bustling village as the locals prepared for the celebration. The atmosphere was filled with laughter and anticipation, a stark contrast to the chaos we had just faced.
"Hey, while you’re doing your alchemy magic, I’ll start gathering some more materials. We might need extra supplies if we want to make these walls as strong as possible," I suggested, already planning my next move." As I said that, I remembered something I have from my summon weapons.
"Man, can you make that part of the wall open and have a hole in it?" I ask Josh, and he just does it and asks back. "This is for what?" he asks.
"Wait a sec, I need it to confirm. Open summon! Intermediate list." As I scrolled down, I finally found what I was searching for. "Bingo!"
Do you want to place a summon here permanently?
Yes, no?
Yes!
Congratulations!
You have successfully summoned "1841 powdered canon! 4x.
Please place the device in the right position.
As the notification faded, I felt a rush of excitement. The thought of having a powerful cannon as part of our defenses was exhilarating. I quickly turned to Josh, who was still focused on his alchemy, and pointed to the spot I had in mind.
"Right here! If we place the cannons at strategic points along the wall, we can create a formidable defense against any future demon incursions," I explained, my mind racing with possibilities.
Josh nodded, his eyes lighting up with understanding. "That’s a brilliant idea! We can reinforce the area around the cannons to ensure they’re protected while still being able to fire at any approaching threats. Hey wait, how do these peeps here know how to use it or make gunpowder?"
"Oh fuck! I didn't think that heheheh," I said, scratching my head, but all of a sudden I remembered I knew I could make those, so I grabbed a pen and paper and wrote it.
"Alright, let's break this down," I said, grabbing a piece of parchment and a quill. "First, we need to explain how to operate the cannons. It’s not just about having them; we need to ensure the villagers know how to use them effectively."
Josh leaned in, watching as I scribbled down instructions. "What do you have in mind?"
"Okay, so we’ll need to cover the basics: loading the cannon, aiming, and firing. I’ll write out a step-by-step guide. Then, we can create a small training session for the villagers. They’ll need to practice before we face any real threats," I explained, my mind racing with ideas.
As I wrote, I could feel the excitement building. This was more than just a defense mechanism; it was a way to empower the villagers, to give them a fighting chance against the demons that had plagued them for so long.
"Here’s the plan," I said, finishing the first draft of the instructions. "We’ll have a few of the more experienced villagers lead the training. They can help teach the others while we oversee everything. I can summon a few more weapons to demonstrate, and you can use your alchemy to create some practice rounds."
Josh nodded, clearly on board. "That sounds great! I can make some lightweight projectiles that won’t cause any damage but will help them get the hang of aiming and firing."
"Exactly! And we can set up a target range just outside the village. It’ll be a good way to practice without putting anyone in danger," I added, feeling a surge of enthusiasm.
As I finished the instructions, I handed the parchment to Josh. "Here, take a look and see if there’s anything you want to add."
He scanned the paper, nodding in approval. "This is solid. I’ll make sure to include some safety precautions as well. We don’t want anyone getting hurt while they’re learning."
"Good thinking," I replied, feeling a sense of camaraderie with him. "And while we’re at it, let’s gather some volunteers from the village. We’ll need a mix of people—those who are strong enough to handle the cannons and those who can help with the training."
As we discussed our plans, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of purpose. We were no longer just outsiders; we were becoming part of this community, working together to protect it from the threats that loomed on the horizon.
"Alright, let’s get to it!" I said, clapping Josh on the back. "We’ve got a village to defend and a celebration to prepare for. Who knows? Maybe we’ll even impress Sir Elara with our efforts."
Josh chuckled, shaking his head. "You’re really set on this matchmaking thing, aren’t you?"
"Hey, a little motivation never hurt anyone," I replied with a grin. "Besides, if we can show her that we’re not just a bunch of clueless adventurers, it might just earn us some respect."
With our plan in motion, we set off to gather the villagers and explain our ideas. As we walked through the bustling village, I could see the excitement in the air. The celebration was in full swing, with laughter and music echoing through the streets. It was a stark contrast to the chaos we had just faced, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of hope.
As we approached a group of villagers, I raised my voice to get their attention. "Hey everyone! We have some important news regarding our defenses against the demons!"
The villagers turned to us, curiosity etched on their faces. I could see a mix of apprehension and determination in their eyes, and it fueled my resolve.
"We’re going to be reinforcing the village walls and adding some powerful cannons to our defenses," I announced, my voice steady. "But we need your help! We’re looking for volunteers to learn how to operate the cannons and help train others."
A murmur of excitement rippled through the crowd, and I could see a few eager hands shoot up. "I’ll help!" one villager called out. "I’ve always wanted to learn how to use a Canon or whatever that is!"
"Me too!" another chimed in, and soon a small group had gathered, ready to take on the challenge.
Josh stepped forward, his enthusiasm infectious. "Great! We’ll be holding training sessions starting tomorrow. We’ll teach you everything you need to know, and together, we’ll make sure this village is ready for anything!"
The villagers nodded, their expressions shifting from uncertainty to determination. I could see the spark of hope igniting in their eyes, and it filled me with a sense of purpose. We were no longer just outsiders; we were becoming part of this community, working together to protect it from the threats that loomed on the horizon.
As the crowd began to disperse, I turned to Josh, a grin plastered on my face. "I think we’ve got ourselves a solid team. This is going to make a real difference."
"Absolutely," he replied, his eyes shining with excitement. "And who knows? Maybe we’ll even impress Sir Elara with our efforts."
As we made our way back to the center of the village, the sounds of celebration filled the air. Music played from a nearby gathering, and the aroma of food wafted through the streets, making my stomach growl. "Let’s grab something to eat before we dive back into work," I suggested, my mouth watering at the thought of a hearty meal.
"Good idea," Josh agreed, and we headed toward a large communal table where villagers were serving up steaming bowls of stew and freshly baked bread. As I summon fireworks from my summon, all of the people gather.The villagers turned their attention to the sky as I summoned a burst of colorful fireworks, the vibrant hues lighting up the evening air. Gasps of awe and delight echoed through the crowd, and I couldn’t help but grin at their reactions. It was a small celebration, a moment of joy amidst the hard work ahead.
"Wow! Look at that!" one child exclaimed, pointing up at the swirling colors. Laughter and cheers erupted as the fireworks danced across the sky, illuminating the faces of the villagers with wonder.
Josh chuckled beside me, shaking his head in amusement. "You really know how to make an entrance, don’t you?"
"Just trying to lift everyone’s spirits," I replied, feeling a sense of satisfaction as the villagers began to relax and enjoy the moment. "We’ve all been through a lot, and a little celebration can go a long way."
As the last firework fizzled out, I turned my attention back to the communal table, where bowls of steaming stew awaited us. The aroma was mouthwatering, and my stomach growled in response. "Let’s eat before it all disappears," I said, leading the way to the table.
We filled our bowls with hearty stew and grabbed some freshly baked bread, the warmth of the food comforting after the chaos of the day. As we settled down at a long wooden table, I couldn’t help but notice the camaraderie among the villagers. They laughed and shared stori
es, their spirits lifted by the celebration. As we continue our celebration in far away distance at the other side of this world An army is watching silently.
"Let them have their little victory, as I velleric the new Demon lord will crush them!"
To be continued……