What the…? AUTHOR’S NOTE:
This will be a very short one, due to the nature of Louise’ new summons. Thanks to Storyseeker for his help in reviewing this. As usual, if you have any comments or preferences, please don’t be shy. RandR.
The day had finally arrived for the second year students to summon their familiars and she was ready. She'd summon the best familiar any of them had ever seen and show them what a true noble could do.
Louise stepped forward confidently and raised her wand, ignoring the sniggers and speculations about how this spell would go wrong. She would get this one right. She knew the spell and how to channel the magic. She'd practiced and studied for hours just for this.
The laughter got louder at a particularly vicious comment. How dare they treat the daughter of a Duke this way?
She thought. Some of those laughing were barely above peasants or were foreign trash like Kirche. They had no business laughing at someone of her high station.
Ignoring them, she cast the summoning spell. As per usual, there was an explosion.
When the smoke cleared everyone looked on eagerly to see what Louise had summoned. No one, Louise included, knew what to make of what they saw. It was a man. A rather good looking man at least
, Louise thought. He was tall and slim, with blonde hair slicked back from a handsome, if rather pale, face. He wore black leather pants and a black leather duster over a red shirt. Heavy boots that matched the coat and pants finished the outfit. He appeared to be a commoner, wherever he came from, and looks aside, she was annoyed, knowing what the others would say. Who but the Zero would summon a strangely dressed peasant to be her familiar? She could already hear the taunts and it made her angry to think on it. Good looking or not, she determined to ask Professor Colbert for another chance. Maybe she’d summon something good next time.
The man was coughing and waving away the smoke, when something strange happened, something no one expected. The man’s eyes widened in surprise and he looked up into the bright noonday sun, and spoke a single word before bursting into flames, burning fiercely for a few seconds and collapsing into a pile of dust.