1 Summoning

I was on a short break here in Florida in between missions. All by my lonesome listening to some Enauldi. Doing nothing strange except walking down the street with some earbuds in.

Besides being a soldier, I was a man of many hobbies. I learned music, had a hobby of forging and gunsmithing. I could even dance pretty well. My life was quite decent.

Until a light appeared beneath my feet and the scenery changed around me.

"Welcome Hero!", I hear as my vision is returned to me.

I suddenly find myself in some throne room surrounded by knights, some old guy on a throne, and some girl in a nice-looking dress next to him.

"We are so happy the ritual worked. Now you can save us from the evil Demon King!", the girl exclaimed brightly.

I frowned, "The fuck are you talking about?"

The girl's face freezes and the old man frowns.

The old man speaks, "I am the King of this land. King Arsen of Analio."

I then start to laugh, "Haha, your kingdom is named, Anal-io?! That's hilarious!"

The old man gets red in the face, "We have summoned you here to aid us in war against the demons. Once you defeat the Demon King, you will be greatly rewarded."

I stop laughing and give him a serious look, "Alright King Arsen of Anal-io. I didn't swear any oath to your little kingdom. I am under no obligation to help any of you out. I don't even know if you are telling the truth. As by my understanding of what a demon is, you lot are not facing real demons. So until I figure out who the enemy is, why the war started, and even if you all are the good guys; I ain't killing no Demon King."

A female knight then steps forward angrily, "How dare you speak that way to the King."

I respond, "First of all, I am American. We don't like Kings. The last King that fucked with us we told him to fuck off and then made him fuck off. We don't like nobles either, killed their asses while making their King fuck off. I have zero respect or love for any monarchy beyond what is considered basic politeness. Also, you have Ligma."

"What is Ligma?", she asks with angry bewilderment.

"Lig-ma balls bitch.", I say with a chuckle.

She starts to fume and starts to reach for her sword. I reach for my gun. As an American, I am always carrying a weapon. I had a Glock 19 on my hip.

"Stop!", the King commands. The female knight stops and steps back.

The King then speaks to me, "We summoned you, we own you. My daughter wanted to be polite, but you spit in our faces. Now you will fight by your own will, or we will make you!"

I sigh, "Status..."

[Name: Americ Shooten

Race: Primordial Human

Title: American Devil, Headhunter, Hyper-Lethal Soldier, Black Operative

Class: Defcon 0 Soldier

Class Unique Skills: Weapon Master, Killing Master

Professions: Gunsmith, Blacksmith, Musician, Bomber

Skills: Military Martial Arts, Sharpshooting, Survival, Sniping, Stealth, Bomb Making, Killing

Traits: Freedom, Iron Will, Hardened Body

Strength: 40 (base human is 5)

Speed: 40 (base human is 5)

Agility: 40 (base human is 5)

Dexterity: 40 (base human is 5)

Luck: 50 (base human is 10)

]

I gained a smirk after reading my status. I am a damn superhuman now.

I then scratch the back of my head and say, "Well, all I have to say to that is...

"...Eat shit and die shitting you old shitter! Fuck you...to the moon!"

The King became enraged, "Capture this asshole and put a slave collar on him!"

That was my queue to skedaddle. With a burst of speed they weren't expecting, I ran to the side and jumped out a mosaic window.

I chuckle, "Hell ya..."

I swiftly make my way out of the gaudy palace which is far too big. Avoiding the guards wasn't difficult at first. They began to become hard to avoid as they seem to be closing in on me. I don't know how they are getting my location though.

Must be some magic bullshit. Which I don't know how to counter yet.

Now, I can longer avoid the guards. Who are wielding longswords it looks like. No shields. A fine choice of melee weapon for the space. Problem is, I got a Glock Pistol.

As I ran at them, I unholstered and fired a few bullets. Making a hole in their blockade. Their armor was no match for American firepower. While running by, I picked up a longsword with my left hand. While I was born with a dominant right hand, I trained myself to ambidextrous.

That was the only major block they've pulled on me. Now I was nearly out of the palace. The only thing in my way was this open yard and the tall wall. I wasn't a simple human anymore though. As I got a nice boost when I was summoned apparently.

I ran across the yard faster than a cheetah and then scale the wall faster than any monkey; better than a gecko. I vaulted the wall and landed on the street on the other side. I than began running again. As for where I was running? The slums.

Do I know where they are? No, I don't. A shitty medieval city like this always has a slum area though. I can lose my pursuers there. Possibly escape the city through the slums as well.

I also needed to change my attire. Military cargo pants, boots, and a PT shirt stands out when everyone else is wearing fashion from 8 centuries ago. Might keep the boots though, these are nice boots.

I kept running and used my intuition to navigate this smelly city. Horseshit is a smell we don't have in the 21st century. I did find the slums, and dived right in. I ducked through the alleys until I was deep in the slums.

"Haha, eat my dust you royal fucks. Only wars I'm fighting are the ones for my country. That's what you get for expecting a soldier from a world superpower to listen some broad with a tiara and an old fart with a crown. Fuckers...", I laugh and then end with a mutter.

I then start to walk around the slums. As my luck is good, I find a store. As I enter, I realize it is not a trustworthy store. Although it is in the middle of the slums, I didn't expect such a strong aura of trickery. As I look at the clerk, I can tell the guy is slimy. The store has clothes and a few supplies. Everything I need at this point.

"Hello dear customer, welcome to my humble store. No returns, no guarantees, and no taking without buying. We sell on credit too.", He gives me a predatory smile.

I think, "A damn creditor, and probably a debtor. I already see what is going on here. He sells on credit, then repossesses the product. Probably does some shady shit with the buyer too."

I then smile to myself and think, "Fuck, why am I thinking so much about this. I'll just consider this entire kingdom as hostile and operate according to black ops rules. The rules being, fuck everyone that isn't you or your squad mate. To hell with everything that gets in the way of the mission."

I meekly approach the clerk, then stab him in the throat with the longsword that was on my hip. As it was resting on my belt. The clerk gargles and falls to the floor. Dying after bleeding out.

"Slimy looking motherfucker. Consider me taking your shitty life, and your stuff a public service.", I say with contempt as I start looting.

I get a new shirt, a cloak, a dagger, a bow and some arrows. I ditch the longsword for a regular looking one. As it could be used to identify me. Change out my pants, and paint my boots black. They were beige before. I got some leather gloves and now I was set to get out of this royal shithole city.

I left the store and waited until the night to make a move.

When night fell, I made my way to the city gates. As it was a walled city, the entry points were all gates with big doors and a portcullis. I came across one, and there were 10 guards on the ground. More on top of the wall, and in the wall.

I needed to shake them up, cause a distraction. The best way I know are explosions. The second best way is fire. I don't have any bombs, so I'll go with fire. Making fire is a simple thing. I find a ragged cloth and some dried wood that was laying around. I put the wood together and then lit the cloth on fire with the enflamed wood.

I lit some more stuff on fire and spread it around quickly. I had started it in many areas before people started to notice that a blaze had started.

The gate guards sounded an alarm and everyone around woke up. There was then a great commotion as many people began to collect water with buckets to douse it. I even heard that mages were being called in to use water magic.

In the commotion, it would be harder for them to be suspicious of me. I waded and acted apart of the firefighting crowd. I kept inching towards the gate until I was on the edge of the crowd. I then snuck around the distracted guards. Entered the guard door that goes into the wall and ascended the stairs. The guards inside were surprised to see me, but died before they could make a sound as I took the stairs to the top of the wall. My sword was too swift for them.

I killed the guards on the top of the wall with a dagger attack and two arrows. I then climbed over, and worked my way down the side of the wall. Once I made it to the bottom, I dashed into the horizon.

I snickered, "Thank God for shitty guards."

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