Reincarnated With A Summoning System-Novel

"For Char, we have Legendary Gloves with 15 percent added lightning damage and mana Regen." The Gloves are fingerless, with soft leather palms with chain mail around the wrist and on the back of the hand.

"Also, a legendary helmet that adds 20 percent to totem effects and 20 lightning damage to attacks." The 'helmet' appears on Char a a single streak of blue paint, from above her her eyebrow to the middle of her cheek.

"I never get over the equipped item effect Elmira giggles. A fancy helmet on one person becoming a streak of war paint on another is just freaky to watch."

"Oh I agree with you." Dimnys laughs, "But you should see people without the interface trying to wear drop items. Nothing is the right size, it's mostly crazy heavy and they just look ridiculous. It's much more fun to see."

"That's how they test children who are born here for the Interface after they hit puberty. If they have the ability, the item will equip and the interface will activate. If not they just look silly." Tanya explains from her spot by the dining room door.

"What item did you try?" Mythryll asks.

"A helmet. It fit me like a soup pot, made me think I'd gone blind." Tanya laughs.

"What about you?" The Elf asks Dimnys who holds up a worn pair of gloves.

"Someone discarded these in my alley, they looked warm, and when I put them on they equipped." She smiles down at the gloves, clearly they've been with her a while.

"I've repaired them so many times I'm not sure they'd survive another round, but they grant 5 smithy skill, so I used them forever."

"Moving on, I've got a chest plate and cloak that both reduce damage taken and increase healing done." Equipped, they're identical to what she was wearing, so that aspect of the spell hadn't changed. Both items are Legendary and Cain looks at them suspiciously. Is it his imagination, or is his Summon better geared than he is?

"Then we've got this shield that gives a chance to Enrage on block." Dimnys hands over the shield, which becomes a teardrop shaped black kite shield when equipped by Vala. That seals it, Vala is way better geared than him. But she also gets a way bigger damage buff, so Cain decides he shouldn't be too bitter.

The smithy equipment sorted and the impromptu fashion show finished, Cain, Dimnys and one of the Vala twins head out to sell the failed attempts to build up the Guild fund for precious materials.

The merchants along the route to the hall are much more polite now than when they first arrived, even Dimnys isn't getting dirty looks, and many of these smiths certainly know her.

"Benefits of being in a good Guild." She explains. "Even for a street kid, if you get taken in, you enjoy the reputation of the Guild tag, as long as you didn't do anything to them personally."

Cain nods, it was similar in his last life, get a good job and nobody cares about all those years they called you a slacker and a bum.

"Welcome to the drop item trade counter, what do you have for us today?" The clerk asks.

"All these epic and Legendary items. Most have been reforged already, trying for better stats." Cain explains. No need to tell her that there's a chance Dimnys can upgrade the quality in the process.

"We can take the reworked items at base price, unless something is particularity good. Give us a few minutes to go through it all."

Cain and Dimnys take a seat talking about the fun and amusing Stat combinations she found. Some were actually quite good, just not of use to them. Like the matched 5 piece set that all added damage done by a Barbarian wearing it. Cain decides to tell Slayer about that set and Dimnys laughs.

"What sort of idiot would name himself PussySlayer6969? But he seems to be alright, as long as he's not hitting on you."

'Yeah, what kind of idiot?' Cain thinks ruefully.

The total is deposited directly to their Guild funds, so they head back to the house where Dimnys heads to the forge, while Misha has locked herself in her room to Tailor. Char and Elmira are buried in books, while Mythryll is helping Misha.

This pattern repeats the next day, and the one after, before a bored Cain starts to wonder what he used to do for fun.

"I played virtual reality games all day, but now I'm basically living in one. What did I do between raids and dungeon grinds?" Cain wonders. That's it, He did random quest lines to kill time and build reputation. There's a mission hall here, he can take quests for Guild reputation. Cain takes the Vala twins with him and heads for the hall to see what fun today might bring.

Many of the quests need specific skills that Cain doesn't have, but there's one that catches his eye.

[Escort needed to depart from Sunnybrook asap. Two level 5 Elven Mages need to be transported quickly and in safety. Details upon signed contract. Pay 10 silver. Guild Reputation Gain High] It looks like just the sort of fun he's been looking for. He'll send a message to the others if it's going to take more than a day.

"Hello, clerk.I would like to take the escort quest for the level five Elves." Cain says.

"You understand that if either of the kids is hurt, your Guild will suffer a heavy reputation loss, right? If so, then sign here and we will send someone to bring the travelers."

The mission is to Karmazin City, to the Magic Academy. The details are eyes only, arranged by the hall, and the Hall Master burns the details sheet after Cain reads it.

Two Elven children with their parents arrive not long after, bags packed and both mothers saying tearful goodbyes as their kids head off on their super secret trip to boarding school.

"Did your Guild require use of our carriage, or do you have your own?" One of the fathers asks.

"No need, we have an alternate method of transportation. I can assure you, the kids will make their destination, safe and sound by tomorrow." Cain says with confidence.

Her father looks skeptical, but takes the adventurers word for it. Cain knows this will be relatively easy.. With his movement speed and the summons, he can be at the Karmazin City exit from the Demon Dungeon in under 2 hours, and the further they go, the easier it gets.