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Of course, I have not forgotten the Subordinates I have within my Origin Core. I had already worked hard to find somehow a way to summon them prematurely, but everything seems to be connected with my Spirit Orb Rank. I am slowly increasing its spiritual essence through cultivating it with Mana, but I can only get far enough before I hit a wall of progression that I can only overpower through Leveling, which grants instant stat bonuses that modify the body and spirit orb. I am getting near Rank 2, in two more Stages, but that would be roughly twenty or even thirty levels, so it might take up until I reach the Academy before I can summon a second Subordinate.
…Unless I can find a roundabout. Apparently, I’ve been analyzing how everything occurred back then. The Grimoire has the power to drag a soul from the ones trapped inside of my Origin Core. And I’ve already managed to be able to put my own consciousness over the Origin Core of my soul so I was able to see the souls trapped in there. I just need to find out a way to grab them and forcefully pull the out of the Origin Core and plant them in a vessel. The Vessel being my own Spirit Orb, however, because the Spirit Orb has a limit to how many Spirits can be connected to it depending in the Rank, it is quite hard to find a fitting vessel.
Unless I put them in the Spirit Orbs of other people… Which doesn’t seem right to me. I had thought about creating artificial bodies for them, like golems, but that wouldn’t be enough, perhaps. Another thing was… to turn them into Familiar Summons. If I could summon catch a living monster, infuse the Soul of a Subordinate in their Spirit Orbs, kill them monster and absorb the sprit orb… Wouldn’t that Subordinate soul become a registered Familiar Spirit? Of course, it is just a theory, for this I need to first find a way to grab a soul from within my own Origin Core, and also find a way to infuse a Soul into a living Monster’s Spirit Orb..
I know how to do both, but the complicated thing is how to reach such a thing. I can develop Soul Magic, but I need at least Tier 2 Soul Magic and a stronger Soul to do it. Tier 1 Soul Magic won’t do. But to be able to conjure higher Tier Magic I need a Magic Circle, which also will strengthen my Soul. So after today’s lunch, I’ve finally decided to start with step 1: Create A Magic Circle inside my Soul. This might also help me at being able to ultimately transfer Erika’s soul and spirit orb into a new flesh body, but that would be for the far future.
“Blake? Son?”
My mother suddenly called me, as I was able to snap out of my many thoughts. Seriously, having such a big list of things that I need to do is really stressing me out. I need to calm down and live life one step at a time. I am not as strong as I used to be, I cannot rush things and quickly get to the results I want.
“Oh, is the food ready?” I asked.
“Yes, let’s serve. JOAAAN! Come down!” My mother said, as she screamed at my father who was resting on the second floor.
“Okay…”
The footsteps of my father could be heard from above, as he slowly began to walk downstairs while I helped my mother to serve the food over the table. Aside from the stew Eleanora and my grandmother made tomato and cabbage salad, and there was bread made yesterday.
“Yawn… Lunch’s already done? I still remember having eaten breakfast some time ago…” My father said grumpily while walking downstairs, most of his upper body was bandaged.
“That’s because you slept for like five hours dear.” Sighed my mother. “It’s already lunch time, we got some delicious veggies that Blake harvested today.”
“Oooh! The ones enchanted with his magic?” He wondered.
“Yeah, those.” I said.
“Since you’ve begun helping the crops that everything just tastes great!” My father said happily, sitting at my side between me and my mother, as my grandmother sat to the side opposite to him. Elenora naturally also sat down to eat with us as always.
“It’s nothing much, you’ve always like exaggerating, dad.” I sighed while waving my head. My father often loves to exaggerate the things I make, he seems passionate about being prideful over my achievements, even the littlest of them. I suppose this is how parents are.
“It’s no exaggeration.” Said my father with a smile. We quickly said some prayers to the Holy Spirits, which I don’t hold any faith to, and then we began wolfing down the food, we were all secretly starving as it has been five hours since we ate in the morning, I was also tired and needed to recharge my energies.
“Hm! This is good!” My father said, eating a large potatoe with a single bite. “So? How did it go?”
“Oh? Ah! Yeah, the High Priest gave me his blessings, he said we are going to have two.” My mother said rather saddened. Instead of being happy, she seemed worried we wouldn’t be able to afford two more mouths to feed.
“T-Two?!” My father asked in surprise. His eyes seemed shocked, and doubt was clear on his eyes. I knew she was going to have twins but I didn’t said it to them until now. My mother easily noticed my father’s expression.
As a poor serf family, it was natural to feel doubtful or fearful of having to feed two more mouths, especially seeing how things are constantly getting more expensive lately due to the shortage of products caused by the war of demons, which made most wild animals, the village’s greatest profit maker, disappear. Things were getting harder over time despite such a big victory.
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