My Summons Are Mythical Beasts

'Forty-eight percent…'

Lucas muttered incredulously upon seeing that unusual detail in the log. Without even thinking about it, Lucas realized what was going on.

No matter who made the last hit, all the summoners that tried to kill that beast would receive experience points based on their contribution. However, when an injured beast escapes, after some time, that contribution system would reset. Whoever killed that beast at that point, that previous contribution system would no longer matter, and the present was what would be accounted for.

Judging from the serious wounds and how weak the Cliff Borne Ram in front of him was, and the fact that he saw the same one being chased a few days ago, he did not think that the contribution system had not been reset yet.

Seeing that only 48 percent of the total contribution belonged to him, Lucas was immediately brought to a stark realization.

The vines, the bottle, and the overall structure of the cave or cage—all of it was made to continuously damage the beast. How could the contribution system be reset if the beast was continuously being damaged even from afar?

His eyes constricted upon that realization.

Lucas jumped forward and picked the bottle on the ground—realizing that it was somewhat important. Without even checking what it was, he hurriedly jumped back and then hopped on Spot's back.

"Let's get out of here!"

He no longer cared if they were exhausted or there were a lot of Clip Claw Spiders out there. All he wanted was to escape the cave as soon as possible. He knew that the repercussions of not doing so were far greater than facing the mass of Clp Claw Spiders outside.

As if realizing the severity of their situation, Spot ran out of the cave as if his life depended on it.

Outside of the cave, a Clip Claw Spider appeared out of the blue and lunged at them in quick speed.

Lucas gritted his eyes as he pulled Spot's fur to the side unconsciously. Spot leaps to the side at the same moment, dodging the Clip Claw Spider's claw with a hair's breadth.

"Don't bother with it," Lucas ordered.

Spot followed and ran forward without wasting time with the Clip Claw Spider.

He ran and ran forward. The night was dark, but it was no problem for him to maneuver with his senses.

Lucas held as tightly as he could.

Another Clip Claw Spider suddenly lunged at their side. Lucas reacted quickly and swatted its claw with his Armadon Tonfa.

The force made his arm go numb for a second. Fortunately, Spot had already leaped away before that Clip Claw Spider could take another strike.

As they escaped, Lucas suddenly thought of something and told Spot to change direction.

They could not go back to the Safe Area, at least not yet.

The same way he received the log for killing the Cliff Borne Ram earlier, the others who put it there must have also received it at that exact moment.

If he returned to the Safe Area now, there was a high chance that they were already waiting. Anyone who came from the White Stone Cliff would be suspected without a question. Knowing that returning now would be a bad idea, he ordered Spot to steer away from the Safe Area as soon as possible.

The location adjacent to the White Stone Cliff area happened to be where the Ember Ants had made their nest. Unfortunately, Lucas had no other choice, as going the other direction would mean that he would be entering the Core Area of the dungeon—which he did not want to.

There were also anomalies in the Ember Ant's area, but Lucas had no other choice. At least, the Ember Ants area was safer compared to the Core Area for him.

The number of Clip Claw Spiders they encountered grew with each distance they traveled. It was fortunate that some of them would give up chasing them after some time, but the number of Clip Claw Spiders following behind Lucas and Spot still numbered more than ten.

Fortunately, as they got out of the White Stone Cliff area, the number of Clip Claw Spiders following behind them also decreased.

When the White Stone Cliff was already a hundred yards away from them, the Clip Claw Spiders finally stopped their pursuit.

Lucas heaved a sigh of relief but still ordered Spot to continue running.

It was only a few moments later that he finally told him to stop.

Exhausted, Spot immediately returned inside the grimoire as Lucas lay flat on the ground beneath a thick bush.

'I should be safe here,' Lucas thought to himself while breathing heavily.

He summoned his grimoire and saw that his Spiritual Energy reserve was pitifully low.

Since he used another summoning time earlier while they were running, he now only had a total of 4 Spiritual Energy left, not even enough to use his own version of the skill Gentle Gaze—let alone summon Spot.

With how Spot was anyway, he does not plan on summoning him soon.

Finally recovering some of his breath, Lucas sat up from the ground and closed his eyes to begin his meditation and recover his Spiritual Energy reserve.

He knew that there was a lot to think about due to his recent discoveries. However, he also knew that it could wait.

He might have escaped the clutches of the Clip Claw Spiders, but who's to say that there were no more beasts in Ember Ant's area?

He needed to recover as much Spiritual Energy as possible before going back to the Safe Area.

However, not even three minutes had passed when Lucas was awakened from his meditative state by a disturbance nearby.

***

In the Safe Area, two figures suddenly appeared in front of the dungeon gate.

One has messy, ash-blonde hair with a robust yet pale body, while the other has dark brown hair and striking black eyes with the same pale complexion.

If Lucas was here, he would have recognized the both of them on the spot.

These two were Dorian and Asher, the two seniors that Lucas saw accompanying Ethan a few days ago. The two of them were also part of the squad that chased around the Cliff Borne Ram.

The ash-blonde hair Dorian suddenly stopped as he summoned his grimoire as if sensing something. It was a Bronze Grade grimoire with seven shimmering bronze-colored stars embedded on its cover.

Dorian opened his grimoire and looked at the new logs that suddenly appeared on the first page of his grimoire.

He looked at Asher and said with a dead tone, "Someone killed that Cliff Borne Ram."

Asher frowned and also summoned his Bronze Grade Grimoire. The number of stars embedded on it was lower compared to Dorian, but they were still all bronze in color, signifying that he was also a Bronze Star Summoner. Checking the logs in his grimoire and seeing the same notification, he stated, "Let's go and check."

"Where are the others?" He asked.

"They're in the Giant Dark Forest, finalizing that one."

Asher nodded and walked forward, with Dorian following closely behind. Despite hearing about the recent killing of the Cliff Borne Ram, neither of them showed any sign of unease as they walked forward leisurely.

However, before they could take a few more steps, Asher suddenly stopped, an idea crossing his mind. He turned to Dorian and said, "Actually, why don't you stay here and keep an eye out for anyone coming back from White Stone Cliff?"

Even though he did not say anything after that, Dorian just nodded his head expressionlessly, as if he already understood why he asked him to do that.

In the dead of the night, the two of them went their separate ways.

One walked towards White Stone Cliff, while the other stayed and found a spot to sit.

***

Back in the Ember Ant's area, Lucas suddenly snapped awake as he heard the sudden disturbance nearby.

His heart went cold as he looked at the amount of Spiritual Energy he recovered. He only recovered a total of five Spiritual Energy points, along with the stock, he only has a total of nine.

If this were before, it would have been enough to summon Spot one time. However, it just so happened that Spot had already ranked up to Iron Star 3 a day ago. Lucas now needs 10 Spiritual Energy to summon him.

'Curses…'

He did not know whether he was lucky or unlucky.

Although he was woken up by the disturbance, Lucas does not plan on coming out.

He had selected these bushes from a bunch of others in the area due to the underbrush being fairly huge. It does not feel cramped, and he could scoot around freely.

And even if there was a huge space beneath, there was no need for him to keep on moving either. That way, he would not be discovered by the thing that caused the disturbance outside.

As long as it just passes by, Lucas could go back to meditation and recover more Spiritual Energy.

Unfortunately, everything does not go according to one's plan.

At the next moment, Lucas suddenly felt a light tremor in the soil beneath him, as though something small was burrowing through the earth in quick speed.

The next moment, Lucas felt his soul nearly leave his body as a head, roughly the size of his fist, burst through the soil right in front of him.

It has red eyes and a bloody-colored snout, which consist of multiple red fleshy tentacles that fan out in all directions. The fleshy tentacles squirmed like worms as the beast, Blood-Eyed Mole, stared at Lucas ominously.

'Oh shit, not good!'