Infinite System Inheritor Return From The Abyss

Sui lay on the ground, feeling sad as tears welled up in his tiny eyes. He had really wanted to win, especially after hearing that guy insult his master. The little slime trembled as he let out a soft cry.

"Kyuu… kyuuu…" he sobbed, his voice filled with sadness.

Suddenly, Sui felt himself being lifted off the ground. When he looked up, he saw Seojun smiling gently at him.

"You did a great job, Sui. I'm proud of you," Seojun said.

Sui's eyes widened, and he almost burst into tears again, this time from happiness. He jumped onto Seojun's face, his tiny body wobbling with excitement.

"Kyuuu! Kyuuu! I really wanted to defeat him, Master!" Sui cried, nuzzling Seojun's cheek.

As the crowd began to disperse, leaving the arena to return to their previous activities, Seojun pointed toward the Shadow Wisp. "You did defeat him, Sui. Look."

Sui turned and saw the Shadow Wisp being kicked and beaten by its own master, who was angrily shouting, "Useless creature! How dare you lose to a mere slime? You're a disgrace!"

The cruel words made Sui's little heart ache. "He knows that you won and is blaming the Wisp," Seojun said, his tone growing a bit serious.

"Kyuu! Master, let's do something!" Sui cried out as he leapt down to the ground, ready to act.

Before Sui could rush forward, the system intervened, blocking his view of the area and hiding the other guy from sight. When the view cleared, Sui realized there was no one else left around.

In the blink of an eye, Seojun teleported behind the angry man, grabbing his collar and then letting go, causing the man to fly backward and crash into a tree with a thud. The impact left him stunned as he struggled to get back up.

Meanwhile, Sui bounced over to the Shadow Wisp, who was lying on the ground, having a hard time standing. Seojun crouched beside the weakened creature and gently placed his hand on it, channeling healing energy.

"What are you doing to my familiar?! Mind your own business, you fool!" the man shouted angrily, threwing a punch at Seojun.

Before the attack could reach, Sui leapt from the ground and intercepted it, knocking the man back with a forceful bounce.

"Kyuuu!" Sui cried as he shielded Seojun and the Shadow Wisp from harm.

Seojun stood up, turning his gaze toward the man, who was still glaring angrily. Sui shook with anger, extending a long slime arm toward the man. A ball of dark energy started to form at the tip of Sui's outstretched limb, growing darker and more menacing by the second.

Just as Sui was about to unleash the attack, Seojun flicked his finger, causing the dark ball to vanish instantly. Sui blinked in surprise, his anger fading into shock.

"Calm down, Sui," Seojun said firmly. "It's over now. The cameras' time is up, so we're not blocked anymore."

The man, still furious, shouted, "Why are you meddling in our business?! Shadow! Get over here, you worthless creature!" He snarled, pointing at the Shadow Wisp.

Sui glanced at the Wisp, trying to reach out to it. "No, don't go, kyuuu! He doesn't deserve you," Sui said, his voice trembling with concern.

But the Shadow Wisp didn't respond. It floated back toward its master, ignoring Seojun and Sui completely. As it reached the man, he began to laugh mockingly.

"See? Even a dumb creature like that knows who its master is," he sneered.

In the Skyland Center Sanctuary, the atmosphere was tense. Thomas suddenly stood up, his chair scraping loudly against the floor. "Damn it!"

"Wait, Sir Thomas, the camera is back!" one of the judges said, turning the attention back to the large screen.

The judges were met with a confusing sight—the Shadow Wisp was now with Seojun, hovering close to him and the slime, while the Wisp's master stood injured and furious in the background.

The judges exchanged bewildered glances. "What happened while the cameras were down?" one asked, struggling to piece together the scene. "Why is #601 doing in there?"

Before anyone could answer, the Wisp's master shouted angrily, "Why are you meddling in our business?! Shadow! Get over here, you worthless creature!" He waved his arm toward the Wisp, commanding it to return to him.

The Shadow Wisp hesitated for a moment before it began floating towards its master. Seeing this, one of the judges murmured,

"Are familiars always that loyal to their masters?" There was a note of pity in the judge's voice.

Gideon cleared his throat and explained, "Familiars are bound by contract to serve their master, but they are not mindless. They can sense emotions, intentions, and fairness."

"Poor Shadow Wisp," another judge whispered, watching as the creature approached its master. "What are you going to do now, Sir Thomas? Sir Gideon?"

As the Wisp reached its master, The Wisp's master, growing impatient, reached out as if to grab it.

The judges gasped in surprise, and Gideon stood up as well. "He doesn't deserve a familiar," Gideon said sternly. "He's eliminated." As he prepared to teleport down to the scene, Thomas spoke up.

"Wait, look closely. It brought out the Caller"

The Wisp dodged his grasp. It pulled out a small violet crystal from within itself, holding it in the air.

"What is that?" the Wisp's master barked, his face twisting with confusion. "What are you doing, you stupid creature?!"

All eyes were on the Shadow Wisp as it held the small violet crystal. The Wisp stared at its master for a long moment, then, with a sudden and decisive motion, smashed the crystal against the ground.

Thomas and Gideon both breathed a sigh of relief, saying in unison, "Good thing, it called the Mother."

"The Mother?" the other judges echoed in confusion.

Thomas turned to explain, "Every familiar carries a small violet crystal known as a Caller. When they break it, they summon her—the Mother of Familiars, who watches over all contracts and can intervene in cases of severe mistreatment."

Back in the arena, the Wisp's master raised his hands to shield his eyes as a bright white light began to fill the area, accompanied by a swirling small tornado of energy. The light grew stronger, forcing him to stumble back and fall to the ground, his face contorted in fear and disbelief.

The atmosphere buzzed with an intense energy, signaling the arrival of someone—or something—powerful.