My Summons Are Mythical Beasts

Lucas circled the cluster of decaying grass once more, carefully scanning the area, and confirmed that this was the only spot that seemed out of place.

'Is this a beast nest?' Lucas thought.

However, after thinking about it, he realized that it should not be the case.

In the school database, he had never seen a beast with a nest or habitat like this.

One must note that once a dungeon was conquered, everything inside of it would essentially be at a standstill. No further advancements would be given to the creatures, and their sole purpose would only be to bring experience points to the hunters.

Procreation would no longer even be a thing. The eggs would remain eggs and the younglings would remain younglings. Adult beasts will assume a rank, and all of the same species will have the same rank. If they die, another beast of the same rank and species would just respawn somewhere else inside the dungeon.

With that, there should no longer be any beast that was left undocumented by the early hunters that remained hidden until now. Gathering data has always been a strong suit of humans, after all, so Lucas was quite confident in that regard.

In a place where evolution and growth were capped, there was no reason for a new and unheard nest to be present at all.

'A man-made one?'

This was what Lucas thought after crossing his previous idea.

'That should be it,' Lucas was more or less sure about this now.

He crouched down and observed the tied stalks. There was no way that a beast could do such a sophisticated and complicated task—at least, not the beasts of the school-regulated dungeon.

Confirming that it was indeed man-made, Lucas pondered what its purpose was.

'A trap, perhaps?'

He nodded his head, as that was indeed a possibility. Lucas was suddenly curious about how it worked. If proven to be effective, he would one day try such traps too.

Crouching down, Lucas pointed his flashlight and tried to discern what was underneath it through the gaps. Unfortunately, he could not discern anything. The decaying grass stalks were just pretty dense underneath, not allowing the lights of his flashlight to come through easily.

In the end, Lucas decided to give up.

Spot seemed to be disheartened that they were unable to discover the mystery of the trap, though. But there was nothing that he could do about it. It's not that he could spoil the trap of someone just because of his curiosity, right?

Seeing the Spot appearing downhearted and looking at him with Gentle Gaze, Lucas could only roll his eyes before saying, "Alright. Don't sulk too much. I'll search about such traps after exiting the dungeon. Let's recreate it once I'm done with my research."

One thing about the internet was that knowledge was everywhere, and most were also free. As long as one knows how and what to search, they will basically be spoon-fed with information that most people do not even have access to before.

Of course, one must also be careful. There are a lot of trolls on the internet, after all. Who knows if the information you've clicked on was true?

Anyway, Lucas ordered Spot to revert to his normal form as they moved forward to search for the last beast that would propel him to Iron Star 3.

This time, luck was on his side.

Ten minutes into searching, Lucas heard the rustle of the decaying leaves in the distance.

The rustling was rapid and uniform.

Pointing his flashlight forward, Lucas saw the decaying leaves sway and ripple like waves. The rapid movement of the decaying grass traced the path the beast has taken.

Such movements were a clear indication of a Mace Rat passing through.

"Spot, go!"

Lucas ordered in a hurry.

Spot was quick and ran toward the rapid ripple of the decaying grass. His body transformed into his hellhound form as he ran and chased the Mace Rat's path.

The Mace Rat was not particularly strong. With Spot's strength, he could easily overpower and kill the creature. Its only advantage was its quick running speed. Still, Spot managed to catch up a few moments later and ended the beast's life with one swift strike.

Lucas smiled in anticipation as he stared at his Unranked Grade Grimoire.

[Name: Lucas Valen

Age: 17

Grimoire Grade: Unranked

Rank: Iron Star 3 (0.91/338)

Spiritual Energy: 58/62

Beasts: Gentle Dog]

His experience points were completely filled and reached their limit. It glowed for a brief moment before the details of his profile page changed for the better.

The Iron Star 2 became Iron Star 3, his experience points became 0.91/338, his Spiritual Energy also changed and was increased by 4.

At the same time, Lucas also felt a cool sensation washing over his body.

This was the feedback or the reward that the grimoire had granted to him upon ranking up. Read new adventures at empire

Every time a summoner levels up, they would receive feedback from the grimoire and improve their personal strength through it. The feedback received depends on the grade of the grimoire, and the more advanced the grade was, the more feedback one would be able to receive for each rank up.

This was the third time that Lucas had experienced this cool sensation washing over his body. First when he became Iron Star 1, second when he became Iron Star 2, and now, the third that he had ranked up to Iron Star 3.

However, since he only had an Unranked Grade grimoire, the feedback he received was more or less negligible.

Still, for Lucas, this was better than nothing.

His physique grew stronger as well as the overall performance of his body.

Lucas even realized that his bruises and scratches were now gone and his skin was restored to normal. The only notable injury that was left was the slashed on his back. Still, Lucas could vaguely feel that the wound was starting to close and healing with swift speed as well.

Lucas let out a breath of satisfaction. At least he won't have to explain to his mother about the bruises anymore. As for the wound in his back, he could more or less hide it from their sight so as to not make them worry.

He clenched his fist and felt the power from his grip. He swung the Armadon Tonfa to the decaying grass beside him. The decaying leaves were obliterated in an instant. The debris landed a few yards away, a testament to how strong the strike was.

Although the feedback was negligible, this was the third time that his strength and physique were enhanced by the grimoire's feedback after all.

Even small efforts add up over time, like drops of water that eventually fill the bucket.

With such strength, Lucas reckoned that he would now be able to fare better if he were to fight a Shadow Lynx one on one again. As for winning over the beast, Lucas did not want to overestimate himself that much.

'Humility. Humility.'

It was just a pity that he had failed to receive a grimoire page once more.

'Better luck next time, I guess.'

Now that he was done with his goal, Lucas thought that it was finally time to exit the dungeon and rest in his soft, makeshift bed.