Extra's Descent

Amelia Constantine.

The inheritor of Albert Constantine's [Armament] affinity. However, what set them apart was the fact that Albert could only summon five multiple weapons at a time.

In Amelia's case, her slot continued to increase, ever since she turned nine.

At first, she could only do one. But by the time she turned 18 years-old, she was already able to summon eight.

It was an astonishing feat if she were to compare to her father. After all, her father had only been able to summon five, at the age of 49.

But by the time the calamity struck, and the appearance of her system, it instantly rose to ten summons.

It was by then that Amelia had realized why her growth was exponential, as compared to her father.

[Innate]

∟ Gate — Level 10

∟ Experience — 2%

It was because of her Gate ability.

Each level, it would increase her slot. Meaning, if she continued to progress, her summons would continue to increase.

It was due to the fact of the mana's fluctuation, that the system had revealed its true identity.

The Sovereign's Will, and the Sovereign's Fragment.

In Amelia's case, she had the latter.

Only a portion of a Sovereign's energy.

"Hurrr—"

The wolves took a step back as Amelia approached them.

On her hand was a pistol she had materialized out of mana. Around her, were nine floating magic swords.

Growing up, Amelia had been trained to fight like a duelist.

Due to her family's status, and her talent, she was one of the rising stars that the Imperial Army was eyeing out for.

It wasn't just her, but her best–friend, Belle Locke.

—Awoooo!

The pack of wolves started howling, and ice shot up from the ground, heading for Amelia.

Crack!

However, before it could reach her, one of the magic swords shot down and shattered the ice.

In the process, the sword dissipated, but Amelia had materialized another one to replace it.

The swords continued floating around her.

Pointing the gun's barrel at the wolves, Amelia relaxed her fingers on the trigger.

After the calamity, Amelia's stress bottled up.

Her father's death had cemented her orphaned status. When she was young, she never had a mother.

For unknown reasons, her father had never disclosed the reason for her mother's death.

But it was fine for Amelia.

Her father was a great father.

The best father she could've ever asked for.

And after finding out about his death…

…It completely shattered her heart.

Truth be told, she had never come to terms with his death. Using the amount of work that the Imperial Army had to do as a way to distract her.

It was her way of coping.

She didn't have anyone else.

Her friends from the Academy were too busy dealing with their own matters. They didn't even have the luxury to spend time with Amelia.

….Not like she had ever reached out to them in the first place.

Not even to Belle. But Belle's case was different. Just like her, Belle had lost her father.

But to make things even worse, she had also lost her brother, Brandon.

Amelia had to steel herself to comfort her best–friend.

By the time Belle had come to terms with her loss, Amelia had completely shifted her demeanor.

And so, the two joined the Imperial Army together.

But regardless, Amelia had still built up quite the amount of stress.

It was then when she discovered a way to alleviate her stress somewhat.

Guns.

Bang! Bang!

Gather mana on her gun, the barrel flared and pure magic energy shot out.

Though she had mixed her fighting style with guns, the guns weren't actually lethal. Their purpose wasn't to kill their opposers.

But what they were used for was….

Knockback.

The wolves tried to lunge themselves at her, but the bullet instantly pushed them back.

Extending her hand to the side, a magic sword floated towards her hand.

Clenching the sword's handle, Amelia burst forth and thrusted her sword forward.

Spurt!

She had already seen from Brandon how tough the wolves' armors were. For that reason, Amelia opted to pierce the wolves', instead of going for a clean slice.

It was a success as the blade pierced through the wolf. It's eyes flickered before life in its eyes died out.

[You have slain a Frostwolf!]

[+0.3% EXP]

Interesting.

So this was what Brandon was talking about.

It was the first time she had seen such a thing. She had never played a single game in her life. And thus, the sudden notification pop up had taken her aback.

However, she had no time to scan it as she was instantly met with opposition.

—Awoooo!

The wolves howled. Ice spikes shot up from the ground, and some of the wolves lunged themselves towards her.

Crack! Crack! Crack—!

Magic swords rained down and shattered the relentless ice, shooting up from the ground. For each magic sword that dissipated, another would materialize.

But these swords weren't that strong. As soon as it makes contact with anything, it would instantly shatter in the process.

The real deal was the swords she would hold in her hand. As soon as the sword met her hand, it would cement itself as a solid object.

"Hurrrr—"

Wolves leapt up, boring their fangs against Amelia. Skidding back, she instantly dodged before her skin met the wolves' sharp teeth.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Shooting her gun, pure magic energy shot out from the barrel and forcefully pushed the wolves back.

Crash!

Some wolves crashed on the wall, while some staggered on the ground. Using the opportunity, Amelia neared the wolves' on the ground thrusted her sword forward.

Spurt!

For the other wolves that lay on the ground, magic swords relentlessly rained down on them until their body had grown limp.

[You have slain a Frostwolf!]

[+0.3% EXP]

[You have slain a Frostwolf!]

[You have slain a Frostwolf!]

Just like that, she had managed to slay three Frostwolves.

But what caught her interest were their names. Clearly, they weren't ordinary wolves. But for some reason, the system had already known what to call them.

She would have to document this later. It was the first sighting of such creatures.

And for the wolves that crashed on the wall…

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—!

Magic swords relentlessly pierced through the air, killing the wolves in the process.

[You have slain a Frostwolf!]

[You have slain a Frostwolf!]

And just like that, she had quickly wiped out a pack of Frostwolves, even faster than Brandon.

A sort of adrenaline coursed through Amelia.

"This…"

Seems like she found a new way to release her pent up stress.

Killing these creatures…

It felt exhilarating.

She had never felt this way before.

After all, she grew up a bit sheltered. This life or death scenario had sparked something inside her.

Truth be told, Amelia had never wanted to follow in her father's footsteps.

What she wanted was to carve her own path.

To become a ranker.

But out of respect for her late father, she joined the military.

But now?

She was finally living her dream.

And she had Brandon to thank for that.

With him, she felt like she could experience so many new things in life.

"Good job."

Brandon's voice reached her ears from behind her.

"Thanks."

Clap!

The two high–fived, celebrating their first victory.