19 The Weapon

Early in the morning, Miguel took a carriage towards the manor to meet with Marcel and claim the weapon he promised.

Along the way, Sara was talkative and joyful, as always. The gold coins handed out by Miguel were a huge surprise for her. She could not help but feel proud of Miguel's generosity toward her.

Miguel merely listened and smiled at her from time to time.

Due to the fool's memory, Miguel was already used to her talking a lot. She would always do so every time she was attending to Miguel's wounds, after all.

After an hour, they finally arrived at the manor.

The same two guards greeted them respectfully, especially after seeing Miguel beside her.

Grimoire summoners were well-respected people in the Wild Beast World. Only the fated and the most talented can awaken to become grimoire users.

Not only were they rare, but they were also more powerful and impactful compared to others.

They bowed deeply and allowed them to enter the manor without hassle.

A while later, Miguel and Sara stood once more in the same room.

Unlike before, Marcel was not alone in the room.

He was surrounded by a bunch of people, old and young. 

They were elders and important members of this particular branch of the Red Family. Some of them were Marcel's direct relatives, and along with Marcel, they manage the Peach Village with their respective roles.

Knowing that they might have something important to discuss, Sara left the room respectfully.

After her figure disappeared, Marcel nodded his head to Miguel and gestured for him to come in front of him. The gazes of the 'elders' around him focused on him, pressuring him as he walked forward. Miguel was not pressured, though, as he was not afraid of them. With Aaliyah around, it would even be a question of who would win between him and Marcel.

Of course, Aaliyah was a secret and a Trump card he was unwilling to show for now.

The only threat in this room was Marcel himself, whom he had already befriended in advance.

Including Marcel, there were a total of seven people in the room. Two were females, while the rest were males. Although he doesn't know their exact identity, Miguel knows that they have an important status in the Peach Village.

He doesn't know why they were here, and he was not interested in inquiring about it. He would leave the village anyway.

Miguel stood in front of Marcel, waiting for him to take out the weapon that he promised.

In truth, Grimoire Summoners actually don't need to hold a weapon when they were in a fight.

When they were in a battle, they can choose to cast a shield around them to protect themselves from harm while their summons battle with the enemy.

The summons were lethal weapons themselves, so there was no need for the summoner to act; they could just wait inside the shield and wait for the battle to finish.

There was a reason why Grimoire Summoners were labeled as the 'Chosen Ones' in the Wild Beast World. The shield was a protective mechanism that allowed them to be safe even when they were in a fight.

Of course, there was a downside to this kind of thing.

Even though the shield was extremely strong and those in the above level could not break it in one full attack, if attacked repeatedly, it would actually break.

Those who knew better and were out for blood would definitely go for the summoner. After all, when the Summoner dies, it was equivalent to killing all the summons as well. The shield also has a time limit, so it was not an all-be-all strategy that the summoners can always rely on.

Hence, they would use weapons and even armor as self-defense to address the problem of the shield being gone.

The next moment, Marcel waved his hands in front of him. His Silver Grade Grimoire was revealed as it glowed for a moment before two objects materialized in front of Miguel.

According to the information Marcel talked about yesterday, when the grimoire advanced to Silver Grade, they would all gain the ability to store inanimate objects and act as space storage of some sort.

The space inside differs according to the strength of the grimoire user as well as the grade of the grimoire.

Miguel looked at the two objects that materialized in front of him.

One was a longsword that was still on a white sheath. The other one was a small dagger similarly sheathed but on a dark-colored sheath that was obviously made from an animal horn.

As it was only for self-protection, Miguel would obviously choose the dagger that was very easy to use and easy to maneuver. While attacking, it could also be a lethal weapon as it was small and can be stabbed at the opponent in quick succession.

Of course, he doesn't think that he will use this dagger for too long anyway.

However, just as he was about to pick the dagger, an annoyed voice suddenly entered his ears.

"Really? Marcel? I have been telling you to give these weapons to my son, but you were always unwilling. And now, you actually wanted to give them to this kid who apparently just awakened over a day ago?"

Miguel turned to look at the person who just spoke.

The voice came from one of the two women in the room.

She has an enormous figure that was double the size of the other woman. She has huge lips and a large mole right below her right nostril.

Upon a closer look, Miguel shook his head as he found her face a little familiar. It did not take long for him to compare the similarities to those of Gasper. With that in mind, he immediately guessed who's mom this pig was.

"Don't you know the talent of your nephew? He just awakened two months ago and already has Innate Beast cultivated into Level 2. Compared to this trashy fool, isn't it better to give these treasures to my son, your nephew, so that he could protect himself properly? Hmm?"

Hearing that, Miguel did not react and merely looked at Marcel. He was waiting for what kind of action he would take. He was Marcel's 'investment' after all.

Being called a fool and trash was not something that he liked. He was never a good person to begin with. He considered himself to be petty.

Jonas, who called him the 'foolish bastard son' two days ago, was now free of pain and has already fully transformed into a new race called ashes.

Gasper, the bully who called him a lucky fool yesterday, was the second on his list. He was just waiting for the exact opportunity to kill that brat.

As for his mom, if Marcel did not handle this properly, then Miguel has no problem adding a third person to his list today.

"Enough!" 

Fortunately, Marcel did not let the woman talk for long.

"Do not question what I do. Remember, you are only here, and I only respect you because you are my brother's wife. If you continue to blabber your mouth and continue to question my actions, then I'll be damn sure that this will reach my brother. Do you understand?"

"As for my nephew's weapon, you don't have to worry about it; his father has already prepared something for him."

"Now, Miguel, choose the one you desire from these two. Both are graded weapons, so you will definitely not be disappointed no matter what you choose," Marcel stated.

Graded weapons just basically mean that they were made from wild beasts that were Bronze Grade or above.

Although he had not handled the woman seamlessly, he was indeed able to get her to shut up.

Miguel merely smiled as he picked up the dagger without hesitation.

This was only Miguel's agenda for being here, so he prepared to leave so that he could cultivate Origin Energy once more.

However, a human's greed knows no bounds.

The moment he picked the dagger, a foreboding feeling suddenly engulfed his mind, and at the next moment, a crashing force smashed into his shoulders.

Boom! 

Miguel's figure flew back at breakneck speed as the woman's voice trailed behind him.

"Haha, did you see that? He could not even defend my attack; look how useless he is. Giving a graded weapon to this kind of untalented trash is not a wise thing to do. Marcel, even if you are the branch leader, you should still not waste the family's resources on this kind of trash, or else I will be the one to report your actions to the main branch!"