"So soft!"
Chen Yang's arm was suddenly grabbed, and an oddly tingling, refreshing sensation spread through him.
Looks like this "Friend of Maidens" constitution of his was really something!
Good thing he had this physique.
Otherwise, if the summon had been some burly, rough-looking man… Just imagining it was terrifying.
As for this elven princess, Sylvie—sure, her personality was a bit fiery, but in every other regard, she was flawless.
"Personality can be trained."
"The key thing is—her looks and figure are top-tier!"
Chen Yang was more than satisfied with his very first summoned creature. It even made him look forward to the future.
As a summoner, every 10 levels, he would be able to summon a new contracted creature.
And even if a summon were to "die," they would merely return to their original world temporarily. Once the cooldown was over, they could be summoned again.
"First draw, an S-rank elven princess… I guess my luck is just average."
"Wonder what I'll summon when I hit level 10?"
Chen Yang thought casually.
If others knew what he was thinking, they would definitely curse him out for showing off.
An S-rank gifted elven princess—average luck?
Come on!
Even dragon summoners, when they first called out their hatchlings, couldn't guarantee an S-rank bloodline.
What's more, an elven princess grew far faster than a young dragon.
Not to mention…
The elven princess was a beautiful woman!
Raise her well, and she'd be immensely capable!
But a baby dragon?
What could that do?
Nothing!
Before long, the elevator descended all the way down and stopped on the first floor.
When the doors opened, Chen Yang stepped out with Sylvie at his side.
The girl, who had been tense all along, glanced around. The sight before her was completely different from what she'd seen earlier, and her eyes widened in wonder.
She looked around again, then back inside the elevator, then tilted her head up…
So this was the so-called "elevator"? How magical!
Still, Sylvie was a smart girl. She quickly realized that this contraption was likely similar to the "lifts" of her world—just in a different form.
When Chen Yang walked her out of the apartment building, she shyly let go of his arm.
At that moment, a middle-aged couple passed by, looking at them with some surprise.
Man: "Young people these days really know how to play around—this cosplay is so realistic!"
Woman (pinching his arm): "What are you looking at? Today's Job Changer Day. Obviously that guy's a new summoner… and that's his summon."
They spoke in hushed tones, but Sylvie's sharp ears caught it all.
She kept her face composed, but once the couple passed, she tugged Chen Yang's sleeve quickly.
"What's this 'cosplay' they mentioned?" she asked.
"It means role-playing," Chen Yang explained. "For example, a human girl might put on costumes and props, wear pointy fake ears, and look like an elf."
"Ah?" Sylvie frowned, confused. "But why would they pretend to be elves?"
"Because in this world, lots of people like elves."
Chen Yang answered.
Silently in his heart, he added: mostly perverted old men…
Of course, whether he himself counted among them—that was something he'd never admit.
"So elves are that popular in your world?" Sylvie blinked in surprise.
"..."
Chen Yang wasn't sure how to explain further. Still, he figured he should give her a warning, so she wouldn't get tricked by anyone later.
"Being popular is one thing. But if anyone tries to talk to you, don't trust them easily—especially men."
Chen Yang started lecturing her.
At that moment, he almost felt like he was raising a little girl…
It felt weird.
"And why's that?" Sylvie asked, puzzled.
"Because no matter what they say, all they're really after… is your body."
Chen Yang said solemnly.
!!!
The elven princess suddenly understood.
She snorted arrogantly. "So, whether in my world or yours, human males are all no good~"
"Except me," Chen Yang added.
"?"
Sylvie gave him a suspicious glance.
Those words… sounded completely unreliable.
At the entrance of the residential complex!
Chen Yang walked with Sylvie, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
All along the way, people gasped. This elf girl was too beautiful!
Whispers spread quickly.
Everyone basically guessed it: this handsome young man had to be a summoner, and his summon turned out to be an elven maiden!
Who wouldn't envy that?
But Chen Yang ignored all the stares.
He took Sylvie out of the complex and onto the roadside.
The girl's curiosity was piqued again as she saw the cars passing by.
What were these iron lumps, with four spinning wheels? And they moved so fast!
"I get it!" She brightened suddenly. "These must be like the mounts of our world, right?"
"If you must compare, they're more like carriages," Chen Yang corrected.
"Oh." She was still intrigued. Her eyes sparkled with eagerness. "Can I ride one?"
"You want to ride one?" Chen Yang was a bit surprised.
"Mhm!" Sylvie nodded quickly.
"…Alright then."
Chen Yang agreed reluctantly.
Honestly, he'd originally planned to jog with her there—just to test his Windswift Force (God-tier Aura).
But since she wanted to try a car… he'd let her.
So Chen Yang pulled out his phone and called a taxi.
However, the moment Sylvie climbed in, her excitement vanished almost instantly.
Because…
The inside was so cramped! And the smell made her uncomfortable!
Fortunately, though she was a princess and carried herself proudly, she wasn't unreasonable.
Since she was the one who had begged to try, she couldn't just jump out now.
Instead, she silently vowed never to ride in such a thing again.
Ten minutes later.
At the entrance to the South City Secret Realm Zone (Level 1–10).
A taxi pulled up.
The door opened.
A handsome young man helped a pale-faced elf girl out of the car…
Chen Yang never would've expected it—
The elven princess got carsick?!
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