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"We should have beaten that lowly farmer!" A guy shouted, frustrated by Raivan's action.

Meanwhile, the other friend actually lowered his head. "I'm sorry. I didn't notice that a mutant would actually be among them."

"!!!" The other three friends widened their eyes in shock. "What?"

Raivan only waved his hand. "It doesn't matter. With this, we have seen what he is capable of. His Ena Manipulation has already reached manifestation. In addition, that wolf is able to speak, and its strength is much stronger than any of our familiars."

"But…"

"There's no but. I have made a decision. Don't disturb him anymore." Raivan clicked his tongue. He had to say it even if he hated it.

The guy, who knew his plan the whole time, looked at him bitterly.

…

One week ago.

"What? Father is angry? He should be helping me. His son is being bullied!" Raivan shouted.

His father's butler sighed. "Young Master. I'm merely conveying the message of your father. You are not the only target of his anger. Your mother is currently being sent back to her family for a few months."

"Why?" Raivan gritted his teeth.

"The past young master wouldn't even bother to ask this question. How time can easily change people…" The butler was tired explaining since Raivan didn't plan to understand it. "What did your mother say to change you like this? The young master I know is elegant, smart, and calm." 

"What do you mean? You should know that having another summoner in our territory will tip the balance of power. What if he gets stronger than me? He might even marry my sister to him. What will happen if he ends up succeeding the Ryzant Household instead of me?"

The butler shook his head helplessly. "A good summoner isn't necessarily a good lord, but a good lord who has the power of a summoner can protect its people."

"!!!" Raivan's body shook when he heard those words.

The butler turned around and said, "You were the one who told me that, young master. Anyway, I've passed the message from your father. If you make another problem, your father might have no choice but to handle this personally." 

Raivan couldn't raise his head. The butler could only shake his head helplessly. 

Whether it was fortunate or unfortunate, Raivan stopped him before he left. "Tell my father that I'll fix this."

The butler politely bowed to him before leaving for good. 

This was the answer Raivan presented.

…

"So he asked his friend to lure those aliens toward us and appear on time to help us?" Fenrir frowned.

"Yeah. First of all, the timing itself is too perfect. The number of aliens might be high, but they can still win without us. He must be trying to test our strength."

"But why? Why did he do all this?"

"It was to send a message. He assumed I wouldn't know, but he wanted to show that he would be the bigger person and chose to help me. This way, he could solve the grudge between us without him apologizing. If I was oblivious to it, he would also receive my thanks, which made me owe him a favor."

"What a bastard!" Fenrir was angry. He never thought that Raivan would manipulate him.

"Nevertheless, if he doesn't bother me again, I don't plan on harassing him. I'm not that petty."

"Hmph." Fenrir snorted. "I should have teared him off. Such a scheming person…"

"I don't know what your feeling about your father is, but isn't he the same?"

Fenrir smacked Nathan's head but didn't say anything. 

"Ignored, huh?" Nathan chuckled.

"Rather than that, what about that mutant? Do you not know anything about it?"

"Yeah. I'll have to ask my teacher once we go home. Instead of the mutant, I'm more interested in the juvenile class alien. So I only need to give you 160 Ena?"

"That's enough for me to kill that guy. You should use the rest to summon the next familiar."

Nathan thought for a moment. "If you can take the juvenile class alone, I will have to handle the remaining aliens by myself. From what we can see, there should be 5 aliens near him, right?"

"6 from what I can see, but the number might be higher."

"That's going to be hard. We need to separate them." Nathan sighed while tossing Fenrir since they had reached the camp. 

"Can you do that? I will have to focus on the big alien. I might not be able to protect you during that time," Fenrir warned him. He hadn't enjoyed this world fully yet, so he didn't want Nathan to die. 

"Let's see. I can probably handle three of them at the same time, but that's my limit. We need a solution, maybe like a trap or something. At least we have several days to think of a plan."

"By the way, I'm curious about one thing. How did you figure out that they were scheming instead of sincerely helping you?" That was a big question in Fenrir's mind that he almost forgot. They didn't seem to show any sign of a scheme, which fooled Fenrir. 

"During the fight, is there any familiar that has a sluggish movement?"

"Huh? Now that you mention it, the imp was rather sluggish, but it was the first one to attack as if…" Fenrir sucked a cold breath as he came to a realization.

"In my case, I found the imp was sweating while other familiars weren't." Nathan shrugged. 

"So that's how it is." Fenrir nodded in understanding. 

"Anyway, catch our dinner, will you? I will have to find a plan from the so-called 'smart' MC from novels." Nathan pointed at the river.

"But I'm tired right no—!" Fenrir complained while turning his head around, finding yet another person approaching. "Why are we so popular today?" 

Nathan sighed. He just wanted to focus on the juvenile class alien. When he took a look at the person who was currently approaching, Nathan couldn't help but say, "I found my solution."