“S-so… How did it go?”
”W-were you able to get what you wanted from the Dark Guild Master, Belmude, dear brother?”
My younger siblings asked me about the matter with apprehension, but is it my imagination that their eyes seem to have a mixture of expectation and respect as well as fear in them?
Since the two siblings must have always held the biased view that strength is justice and weakness is a sin, the fact that they cannot unconsciously deny it is frightening.
“Yeah, I got the items I wanted with no problem, and that's thanks to you guys for running the Kvist household.”
After telling them that I successfully took the items I wanted from Belmude, I tossed the loot to my younger siblings, who manage the Kvist household in my stead, except for the ones I wanted.
”With this amount of money, there will be more room for interaction between nobles and managing the territory. As for the magic items, you can sell them, use them, or throw them away as you like.”
“”T-thank you! Big brother!”'
It is true that I have been beaten and harassed by my younger siblings on a daily basis, but I have also never done anything 'big brother'-like to them.
It's not like I'm trying to atone for my sins or that I couldn't do things my siblings had done to me. I just don't think it's right for me to act like a proper older brother now.
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Still, I can at least try to be similar to one of my siblings, even if it's in a twisted way.
It's just self-satisfaction and a desire to get rid of the faint feeling of guilt that I've never done anything that a brother should do, and something to get a little bit of comfort.
With this in mind, I put the ring I took from Belmude on my right index finger and immediately decided to use it in the training hall in the backyard.
Then, the surroundings got enveloped in an enormous amount of magical power, and the next instant, a dragon with a huge jet-black physique appeared.
“Are you the mortal who summoned me?”
The dragon in front of me looks down at me and asks if I'm the one who summoned it.
The effect of the ring I took from Belmude is very simple. It allows its user to summon one creature with strength proportional to the amount of magic power put into it. Just as there is a saying in some card games that the simpler the effect, the more powerful it is, the ring's strength depends on who uses it.
“For a mere lizard to look down at his master… How high do you think you are?”
Bridgette shouted before I did that the dragon's head was too high, but since it was around 10 meters high when it was standing, please forgive her for that.
Chapter end
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