SSR Waifu Summoner

"No!"

The word came out cold and final.

"An organization that can't police its own people, that allows con artists to prey on the desperate using their holy reputation... they're complicit! All of them!"

That day, something fundamental had broken inside Felt.

Not just grief for her mother.

Not just rage at being scammed.

But a complete loss of faith in institutions that claimed divine authority.

'If the church won't help people, if they can't even prevent fraud in their own ranks... then I'll do it myself!'

She threw herself back into research with an insane mind.

Not to cure her mother anymore.

That chance was gone forever.

But to create what the church had falsely promised.

And also as a way to fulfill a promise to both her mother and to herself… in order for others to not experience the pain she had experienced from the fraud church.

A true elixir.

She will create it with her own two hands.

Something that could cure any disease.

Not some bogus miracle.

A real medicine rather than some blessed water and lies.

"Felt, please," her father had begged as weeks turned to months. "You need to rest. To eat. To sleep."

"No."

She didn't look up from her work, eyes bloodshot and hands trembling.

"Not until I succeed."

Her goal became obsessive.

To make a true all-healing elixir.

Create something that would make the church's false promises into reality through science rather than faith.

The Drelsyn family name would be restored through achievement, not charity.

And others wouldn't have to suffer like Mother had.

Days blurred together.

Experiments failed and succeeded and failed again.

Felt's health deteriorated as she ignored basic needs in pursuit of her goal.

"Young miss, please eat something," the remaining servants begged.

"Later."

"Young miss, you haven't slept in three days."

"Later."

"Young miss, your father is worried sick."

"Later."

Until there was no "later."

The collapse came without warning.

One moment Felt was mixing compounds, her mind racing through theoretical applications.

The next, her vision went dark.

Her legs gave out.

*Slump!*

Ever since she was a child, she inherited the frail physique of her mother.

And now, Felt, who disregarded her health completely lost in a maddening search for the cure took a toll on her body.

The laboratory floor rushed up to meet her as consciousness fled.

The last thing she remembered was regret.

'I failed... again...'

And then…

'... I'm sorry mother. I couldn't fulfill my promise…'

Tears fell as the darkness enveloped her.

***

Felt's eyes snapped open.

But instead of the familiar ceiling of her laboratory, or the dark void of death, she found herself standing in an unfamiliar clearing.

Surrounded by strangers.

Standing upright despite having just collapsed.

"I... I was..."

Her hands went to her chest, expecting to find herself lying down, injured, dying.

But she was fine.

Standing.

Breathing.

Alive?

'I collapsed. I felt it. My body gave out. So why am I...'

"Easy there."

A male voice drew her attention forward.

A man stood a few paces away, dark hair and eyes that seemed to see through her confusion.

His expression carried understanding rather than threat.

"Take a breath. You're safe."

"Safe…?"

The word almost came out unconsciously.

"B-But…! I don't even know where I am! I was in my laboratory, and now... now..."

Beside her, Helya's confusion mirrored her own, the white tiger beastwoman's tail lashing with agitation.

"Alright, someone better start explaining," Helya demanded with bold directness. "What's going on? Where are we? And who are you?"

Nero raised his hands in a calming gesture.

"My name is Nero Walker. I'm the one who summoned both of you here through an ability I possess. I know you're confused and probably scared. That's completely understandable given the circumstances."

"Summoned?"

Helya's ears flattened slightly.

"Like... magical summoning? Pulling people from one place to another?"

"Exactly."

He gestured at the gathered crowd around them.

"Everyone here was summoned the same way. Through a system that binds people to me as... well, as companions. Servants, if you want to be blunt about it."

"..."

Both women processed this information with varying degrees of alarm.

Felt's mind immediately began analyzing the details.

The soul binding she could faintly feel now that she was paying attention.

The way everyone else seemed calm despite the impossible situation.

The mountain of construction materials that definitely hadn't been there naturally.

'This isn't a dream. It's too consistent. Too detailed.'

Helya recovered faster, her bold personality pushing through confusion.

"So you just... pull people out of their lives? Without asking? Isn't that's quite presumptuous, Mr. Master?"

"Mr. Master, huh… And yes, I acknowledge that. The summoning system doesn't give you a choice, and that's not fair. But I promise you this: no one here will be mistreated. Your skills, your knowledge, your individual worth... all of it matters."

He looked at both of them directly.

"I need your expertise. An architect of your caliber, Helya, and an alchemist as skilled as you, Felt. We're building something unprecedented here, and I can't do it without people who have mastered their crafts and will lead others."

"Leading…? And building what exactly?" Helya asked, her curiosity clearly overriding her alarm.

"Yes, to lead others who are also skilled… and to your second question, we're eventually building a city. But starting with a village, then a town. We need proper infrastructure that can support a growing population."

"..."

The architect's amber eyes widened slightly, interest sparking despite the situation.

"To lead huh… Alright, I'll appraise them myself, but a city from scratch? That's... that's actually a pretty big project, Mr. Master."

"I know and I thought you might be interested."

Nero's grin suggested he'd anticipated that reaction.

Then he turned to Felt, his expression becoming more serious.

"And you, Ms. Felt... your research into elixir creation. The goal of turning water into high-grade potions, creating medicine that actually works rather than relying on false promises… I think that's something worth supporting."

"!!!"

Felt froze.

H-How did he know about her research?

About her goals?

"As someone who summoned all of you it's my duty to know some information about you guys," Nero explained, reading her shock accurately. "... Although it's not everything, but just enough to understand what drives you… With that said, the reason why I know isn't important, but what you will do in the future is."

He stepped closer, his voice carrying genuine sincerity.

"If you're willing to serve as my summon, to use your expertise to help build what we're creating here... I'll provide everything you need. A proper laboratory. Equipment. Materials. The resources to continue pursuing your goal without killing yourself in the process."

"..."

Felt's throat tightened.

Although she felt very skeptical due to her past experience, somehow, inside her, something is telling her that she could somewhat trust this man.

… The casual offer of what she'd died trying to achieve.

Support without strings attached beyond the summoning bond.

Resources without demands for immediate results.

As much as she wanted to say it's all fake and that it's too early to trust this man…

*Gulp.*

The unwavering and confident gaze in his eyes told another story.

They reminded her of her mother's…

Confident and unwavering beneath the calm gaze.

'He's... serious. He actually means it.'

"Nero… No, Master Nero," she said quietly, the title feeling strange but somehow right given the soul binding. "I... I need to continue my research. Creating the elixir that can cure any disease, proving it's possible through science rather than false divine promises."

Her voice grew stronger as she spoke.

"If you can truly provide the resources... if you mean what you say... then I'll serve you. I'll use everything I learned, everything I am, to help build what you're creating."

She looked at him with glasses slightly fogged.

"So please... Please let me continue working toward that goal. Let me prove the lies can be overcome through real medicine!"

It was a great resolve that she has… Nero thought.

"..."

And just as Nero opened his mouth to respond in kind,

*Whoosh!*

A portal tore open behind him with zero warning.

Small hands grabbed his shirt collar with surprising strength.

"You! Come with me! Now!"

Luna's voice carried manic excitement as she physically began dragging Nero backward toward the portal.

"I need you for an experiment! The data from the mass summoning opened up entirely new theoretical frameworks and I need to test something immediately before the insights fade!"

"Wait, Luna..." Nero managed before being pulled off balance.

"Lord Nero!"

Aurelia immediately moved to intervene, her hand going to her sword.

Nobody manhandled Lord Nero like that, not her fellow summons, and not even her as his first lover!

"..."

But Celis raised a gentle hand, stopping the angel mid-motion.

"Peace, dear Aurelia. 'Tis Luna's enthusiasm, nothing more. Our Savior is not in danger."

Her serene smile suggested this was somehow normal behavior that should be tolerated.

"But...!"

Nero waved at them even as he let Luna continue dragging him backward.

Then, just before disappearing through the portal, he looked directly at Felt.

His hand came up in a clear thumbs-up gesture, the message obvious despite the chaos:

'I agree. We'll talk later.'

*Whoosh!*

The portal closed, taking both of them away.

"..."

Felt stood frozen, processing what had just happened.

The casual agreement despite the interruption.

The promise implied in that simple gesture.

The...

Wait.

'Wait.'

Her mind suddenly caught up with what she'd actually seen.

That woman who'd dragged Nero away.

The one with short pink hair and that signature heterochromic eyes that she has seen somewhere…

The overwhelming magical presence that had radiated from her even in that brief glimpse.

'No... it can't be...'

Felt's hands trembled as realization crashed down.

'That face... those eyes... the way she moved...'

Yes. She'd seen her portraits!

Read most of her biographical texts.

Studied theoretical frameworks developed by...

"L-Luna Arcania?!"

The name came out as a strangled squeak.

The Great Sage of the Aether.

She had read one of her favorite but less well-known research books in the field of mainstream magic, but created a massive sensation in the field of alchemy…

She's the author of "Foundations of Triple Distillation Method and Alchemical Resonance."

The woman whose revolutionary work had literally changed how mana circuits can speed up the efficiency of alchemy through specific and innovative methods!

A mind-boggling piece of literature that caught everyone off guard in their perspective of the distillation and extraction process of materials!

Luna has been Felt's idol since she was old enough to understand theoretical texts.

The figure she'd looked up to throughout her entire academic career!

"W-Why is she here?! What's her relationship with Master Nero?!"

The questions tumbled out in panicked confusion.

'The Great Sage is here! Just what kind of situation have I been summoned into?!'

"Pfft... hahahaha!"

Helya's bold laughter cut through Felt's internal crisis.

The white tiger beastwoman grinned with obvious amusement, her tail swishing with delight.

"Mr. Master is interesting, isn't he? Never a dull moment, I'd wager!"

"I... but... she's..."

Felt couldn't form coherent sentences, her brain still trying to process impossible information.

Both women turned as footsteps approached.

"!!!"

The sight that greeted them made both SR-tier summons freeze.

All 30 of the R-tier girls had gathered around them, forming a semicircle.

Their expressions carried curiosity, welcome, and obvious wonder at the two higher-tier arrivals.

Belkia stepped forward from the group, her practical demeanor radiating friendly professionalism.

"Welcome," the deer beastkin architect said warmly. "I'm Belkia, one of the construction specialists. It's good to have more skilled people joining us."

She extended her hand toward Felt in a gesture of greeting.

"Master Nero mentioned you're an alchemist? That's perfect! We'll definitely need pharmaceutical expertise as we build. There's so much to discuss about medical facilities, supply chains, research spaces..."

"I... yes... alchemist..."

Felt shook the offered hand numbly, her mind still reeling.

The other summons introduced themselves in rapid succession.

Warriors offering protection.

Craftswomen discussing potential collaboration.

Support specialists asking about medical needs.

Everyone welcomed them warmly despite the chaos.

Helya dove into conversation with Belkia and the other architects immediately, her bold personality meshing well with practical discussions about construction plans.

"So you're saying we already have materials? And Mr. Master already approved city-level construction?"

"That's right! Though we're starting with village infrastructure first…"

"Smart! Foundation before ambition. I like how you think!"

Felt found herself swept up in conversation with the doctors and scholars, their genuine interest in her research breaking through her shock.

"Water-to-potion transmutation? That's incredible!"

"If you could scale that up, the medical applications would be revolutionary!"

"We'd love to collaborate once facilities are established!"

The warmth, the acceptance, the genuine enthusiasm...

It felt surreal.

Like she'd stepped into a dream where everything she'd struggled for alone suddenly had support.

As the sun began setting over Luna's artificial sky, casting golden light across the clearing full of materials and animated conversations...

The foundation of something unprecedented had been laid.

Not just physical construction.

But the beginning of a community built on expertise, loyalty, and shared purpose.

A new land was taking shape.

And this was only the start of it.