Reincarnated as an Elder: I Became the Strongest Summoned Beast in Another World

"This flower connects to the other shore... This blood follows the departed souls... This formation guides rebirth—"

In his hazy state, Mao Die heard Ivinel's chanting. Opening his eyes, he was fortunate enough to witness firsthand the array of her resurrection magic:

The center is the Spade Seal, and the eight corners are the marks of the eight elements: fire, water, ice, thunder, wind, wood, earth, and light.

The center and the eight nodes are connected by bloodstains that emit a ghostly light, and the nine elemental seals are patterns that were created by the other shore flower.

In the very center of the circular flowerbed, Yvonne, dressed in a black robe, knelt on the ground, while Maodie rested her head on a soft lap pillow, and could see her erect breasts when she looked up.

"What am I doing...?"

"Great! You're finally awake!"

Before Mao Die could get up, her breasts pressed against her as she bent down to embrace her. Her impatient tone was filled with ecstatic joy.

"I... Oh..."

If he weren't physically weak, this soft and bouncy face wash would have made him spit blood from his nose.

Mao Die controlled the ball with one hand and dribbled with the other, struggling to peek out from the narrow gap above and below. A quick glance revealed the tear tracks on her face.

"You cried?"

He could have countless reactions, countless ways of speaking, but only this gentle caress touched her heart the most.

He no longer needed to ask himself what was wrong. Wasn't seeing the gods enough? And the tears that Yvonne had shed for who knows how long, weren't they enough to prove the point?

"Fool! Your heart has stopped beating, how can I not be worried... You irresponsible guy, you really made me so anxious!"

Unlike Furlyn, she didn't try to hide her feelings or put on airs; she simply let her emotions flow freely.

Since that was the case, Mao Die did not interrupt her out of tactlessness. Instead, he sat up with a smile in her arms, unable to bring himself to tease her for being so unusual.

"Okay, okay, I'm awake now."

He wiped away her tears with the back of his hand and patted her head to comfort her, as a way of reciprocating his sincerity.

"Smile if you're okay? You're not pretty when you cry."

"OK……"

Tears welled in her eyes, her ruby-red eyes brimming with moisture.

Bathed in the soft light filtering through the curtain, her sparkling eyes and genuine smile captivated Mao Die.

Her long, pointed ears, whether from surprise or from being teased and shy, were tinged with an alluring pink hue.

"You always bring up these foul-breaking things with me, honestly..."

He received a light punch on the back, so light it sounded like a silent tantrum, and his owner happily scooped him up in a hug.

"Because you deserve it, right? You've helped me time and time again, and you even bit your index finger repeatedly to save me. I will never forget the kindness shown to you, even with all this blood on the ground."

For the sake of his beloved Furlyn, Modie still maintained a certain bottom line and did not open his arms to embrace her.

He held Yvonne's right hand, which had been repeatedly bitten and healed, and gazed at it with heartache. He couldn't help but gently stroke her soft fingertips, eliciting a delicate tremor from the beauty as she felt ticklish.

"Hmm... So, how do you intend to repay this kindness?"

The white fox was cute for only a few seconds. Just as Maodie was starting to have a little interest, she found an opportunity to take advantage of her.

With a smirk, a seductive smile, a flirtatious glance, a voluptuous body pressed against her, and red lips drawing near, Mao Die immediately sensed something was terribly wrong.

The situation was ambiguous enough. If he took it any further, how could he face the woman he had vowed to protect in this lifetime, Furlyn?

"I'm neither rich nor capable, and while I can't do much else, I can at least minimize the trouble I cause you."

Knowing when to retire gracefully is a wise move; the strong always know when to temper their brilliance, and Mao Die is no exception.

Seeing that she was "plotting something" and about to make a move, he abandoned his previous gentlemanly demeanor and reached out to stop her passionate kiss, using his straight-man's steel wall to keep her out.

"Hmph...!"

Who knew the white fox would be so persistent? One second it was whining in frustration, the next it bared its fangs and bit down fiercely in a fit of pique...

“Ah…”

With a crisp snap, upper teeth collided with lower teeth, and Yvonne covered her mouth with tears in her eyes.

Seeing this, Mao Die pressed down on her head, which was drooping in pain, to help her stand up, not forgetting to add a sarcastic remark:

"I'm your nemesis. If you want to fight me, you'd better learn from Furlyn... Oh, by the way, hasn't that girl come looking for me?"

The most ruthless provocation in the world is to bring out your nemesis from the battlefield.

"You!"

Yvonne sat slumped on the ground, pouting pitifully, her bloodshot eyes flashing with resentment.

"You already have me, isn't that enough?"

A jealous old woman is like a raging tigress; with just a resentful shout, she pounces on you like a shadow.

"It's a pity you're not her."

Mao Die was not swayed by her beauty; with a quick dodge and a stumble, he sent her flying off balance.

"But you also have your own charm, and I would love to work with you."

Seeing that she was about to bump into the corner of the table, Mao Die suddenly took pity on her and reached out to grab her waist, which had a little bit of extra flesh, saving her from danger in an instant.

"Don't even think about getting any news about her from me, don't even think about it!"

Since Modie transformed into human form, the one with bright teeth and a huff has become Ivinel.

"That's a real shame. I didn't mean to take advantage of your weakness."

As he spoke, Mao Die recalled the unique sensation of yesterday, and the hand hanging around her waist suddenly began to rub...

"Hmm?! Hehehe... Hehe~"

He was like a pianist, his five fingers as nimble as if they were on piano keys. With a few quick turns and maneuvers, he made Yvonne itch and tremble, completely at his mercy.

"So, are you going to tell me or not?"

Clinging to a sliver of hope and a touch of pity, he stopped, giving her a chance to catch her breath.

"snort……"

This old woman was incredibly stubborn. Even though the blush on her face had spread to the tips of her ears, and her heaving body could no longer rise, she still refused to surrender.

"Fine, you dare to throw a tantrum and turn your head away from me?"

Instead of rushing to defeat her in one move, Mao Die gently smoothed her hair, which was sticky with sweat, and then reached out and scratched her waist with his five fingers, making a "crunching" sound.

"Waaah... I'll tell you, I'll tell you! This isn't okay, I'm most afraid of this..."

Mao Die's psychological tactics worked, and the old woman indeed gave in.

However, she became obedient after being scared for a moment, and even admitted her weakness so easily... Looking at her squinting and enjoying herself, it seems like she was really enjoying it.

"I formed a magical bond with you, and sensing your abnormality, I teleported you back..."

"Talk about her."

"Oh? Don't rush me~ That girl came to my door later and waited outside all night. She looked so pitiful leaning against the door, but I couldn't help her, so I told her to go back and rest first."

After saying that, she playfully stuck out her tongue and gave a wink, shutting up Mao Die's unconfirmed "really" from her mouth.

"Is she alright?"

"Tch...asking her again..."

She turned around and glared at him, then rolled her eyes, her expression full of jealousy.

"Um?"

Mao Die, though not angry, exuded an imposing aura. He tightened his grip on the hand he had been about to loosen, pressing the unruly white fox firmly against the table.

"Ouch? Ouch, ouch~ Be gentle with her... I wouldn't dare let her be in danger. If you're really curious, why don't you watch the class and find out?"

"That reminds me."

Look at the clock on the cabinet, spinning non-stop; the hands on the dial are pointing to ten o'clock.

Oh no... His class starts in ten minutes!

If he can return to the classroom and chat happily, yesterday's accident can be dealt with, and Furlyn's condition can be confirmed.

He couldn't be absent, and he absolutely couldn't be late; he also needed to plan out the lesson content in advance.

Firstly, to quell yesterday's commotion and find an excuse; secondly, to turn the dog training plan into an immediate dog-killing plan, as he had no time to waste.

"What did you tell them about yesterday?"

"Hmm~ It's all my fault for being naughty before your class, making you too tired..."

Before Yvonne could finish speaking, Modie covered her mouth with a hand.

Although her words were somewhat inappropriate, they were enough to satisfy Mao Diemeng's need to get away with it... But who could blame her for saying such an embarrassing thing? Listening to her made even her ears turn red!

"What will she think of me if I do this?"

"Who knows? Didn't you say you'd protect her from behind the scenes? What's wrong with me using this as an excuse to vent?"

That wretched old woman! She clearly did something bad, clearly deliberately tricked him, and yet she's still grinning smugly, while Mao Die can do nothing about it.

Since things have come to this point, there's no point in trying to salvage the situation. It's better to take advantage of her lust for him and use her for something good—

A one-stop plan to kill dogs: delivering books during the day, using forbidden techniques to nurture poison in the afternoon, and triggering deathrattle at night.

"In order to get my forgiveness, would you mind going a little further?"

He took out the clean-covered ancient book of black magic from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Besides Furlyn, there are quite a few pretty girls in the class. I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself, and you don't want me to fall for someone else, right?"

As a way of correcting a subordinate, leave something on the cover.

Ostensibly, the plan was to force the yandere Ivinel to form a magic circle to bind her, but in reality, it was to transfer magical power to her.

Yvonne will surely form a death trap of "abstinence," and the one who received the gift is Heyson, whose private morality is questionable. All that's needed is to give him some strong medicine that won't kill him directly.

Clearly, the moment the book was sent out, Heissen's life was already on a countdown, until nightfall.