GOD-LEVEL SUMMONER: My Wives Are Mythical Beast

📜 Recap from Chapter 28

Jemil and his growing band of mythical wives survived the chaotic, shifting maze of Floor 5, where illusions and trickery reigned under the rule of the Laughing Queen. With her chaotic affections tamed and her laughter softened by genuine connection, she joined Jemil’s harem. Now, the doors to Floor 6 have opened—beckoning him toward the battlefield of heartbreak, where swords sing truths deeper than any spell.

⚔️ Main Story

The moment Jemil stepped onto Floor 6, the ground trembled.

Ash fell like snow. The skies were blood-red, and wind howled like a mourning widow across the battlefield. Blades lay buried in shattered earth, monuments to forgotten wars. The entire floor looked like a memory suspended in pain.

He could feel it.

Her presence.

"She’s here... watching."

A blade struck the ground two feet in front of him—no warning, no sound, just precision. Jemil didn’t flinch.

And then... she appeared.

Her long crimson ponytail fluttered like a war banner. Her eyes, cold and focused, pierced straight into his heart. Her armor clung tight to her flawless form—functional, yet undeniably feminine—and on her hip, a katana shimmered with ghostlight.

"Crimson Blade," he whispered. "You remember me, don’t you?"

She narrowed her eyes.

"Don’t speak to me like we were ever equals... Summoner."

Her voice carried layers—grief, rage, affection she refused to name. She took one slow step forward, the battlefield trembling beneath her boots.

"You left me," she hissed. "You abandoned your sworn sword. I waited... centuries. And when I tried to remember your face—" her blade shot to his throat "—all I saw was betrayal."

Jemil didn’t draw his weapon.

"Then strike me," he said. "Let your blade show me how deep the wound runs."

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She faltered—just for a second. Then, fury lit her features.

With a scream of steel, she attacked.

🌪️ Swordmaster Tsundere Unleashed

Jemil drew his twin daggers just in time to block her first strike. Sparks flew. Her blade moved like lightning wrapped in heartbreak, precise and merciless.

CLANG. SHING. WHOOSH.

She was faster than any wife he’d faced yet.

"Fight me like you mean it!" she shouted. "Is that all I meant to you?!"

Jemil’s breathing was heavy as he dodged and deflected.

"You were my first vow!" he yelled back. "The one I never wanted to forget!"

But she was already airborne. She flipped, spun midair, and brought her sword down with a cry that echoed across the floor.

Jemil blocked—but the impact threw him back thirty feet.

The earth cracked beneath his boots.

She landed gracefully, breathing hard, body shining with sweat and magic. Despite the fury, her hand trembled.

"You said you’d never leave me," she whispered.

"I didn’t leave," Jemil growled. "I was stolen from all of you."

Her eyes widened, just a little.

"You lie."

"I don’t. And I can prove it... but you need to stop fighting and start listening."

Her grip faltered.

"Lies. You always had a way with words..."

Jemil charged forward, not with weapons, but with open hands.

The battlefield froze.

She raised her blade—then froze mid-swing. Inches from his face.

"I should kill you," she muttered. "I want to..."

Jemil leaned in, voice low and sincere. "Then why are you crying?"

💔 Emotional Unraveling

Her sword clattered to the ground.

Tears streamed down her face—silently at first, then with uncontrollable sobs. The strong, perfect swordswoman collapsed to her knees. Jemil knelt with her, holding her trembling form.

"I trained every day. Not just for battle... but to be perfect for you," she choked. "But when the tower took you... I became a blade with no sheath. A storm with no sky."

"I know," he whispered. "But you were never forgotten."

She looked up at him, cheeks streaked with ash and tears.

"Then say my name. If you truly remember."

He hesitated for a breath—then spoke.

"Kaelara. Crimson Blade of Oaths. My sword. My shield. My first kiss in moonlight."

She gasped. "Y-you remember..."

And then she kissed him—hard, desperate, full of all the love and anger she’d hidden behind steel.

💠 Aftermath

Later, as the battlefield faded and the Tower reset the floor, Kaelara stood beside Jemil again, her armor gleaming under the now-blue sky.

"I’ll follow you," she said. "But if you ever lie to me again, I’ll cut you in half."

Jemil smirked. "Fair."

They walked into the next floor—together.

Behind them, the battlefield crumbled into stardust.

🔮 Next Chapter Preview — Chapter 30: The Frost Queen’s Trial

A frozen domain ruled by a wife who turned her emotions to ice.

Can Jemil melt the heart of a woman who has forgotten how to feel...

Or will his warmth be shattered by her chilling indifference?

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