Re-Awakened :I Ascend as an SSS-Ranked Dragon Summoner - Chapter 490

490: A new quest 490: A new quest The ship touched down at Eclipse headquarters just as evening was settling over the city.

The main doors opened with a hiss of equalizing pressure, and the team filed out onto the landing pad in various states of exhaustion.

Some of the recruits were limping.

Chen had a makeshift bandage wrapped around his forearm.

Valencia’s scanner was cracked down the middle but still somehow functional.

But they were all alive.

All moving under their own power.

And judging by the way they kept stealing glances at Noah, all of them were reevaluating exactly what kind of organization they’d joined.

Sam was waiting at the base of the ramp, his tablet already displaying preliminary mission reports from Sophie’s field updates.

He looked up as they descended, his expression shifting from professional interest to genuine surprise as he took in their condition.

“You look like you fought a war,” Sam observed.

“Close enough,” Diana replied, stretching her shoulders with an audible crack.

“Category five.

Two of them, technically, if you count the one Noah handled solo at the settlement.” Sam’s eyebrows climbed toward his hairline.

“Two category fives on your first official mission?” “We’re overachievers,” Sophie said with a tired smile.

She held up a containment case, the kind designed for storing high-grade beast cores.

“But we salvaged what we could.

Managed to extract cores from the alpha ape before its body degraded too much.

Plus various category three and four cores from the smaller ones we had to eliminate.” Kelvin emerged from the building, his cybernetic arms stained with machine oil, looking like he’d been elbow-deep in some project.

His eyes went wide when he saw the case Sophie was holding.

“Please tell me that’s what I think it is.” “Category five core,” Sophie confirmed.

“Plus about two dozen lower-tier ones from the encounter in the forest.” “And I’ve got samples from the parasite Noah dealt with in the settlement,” Diana added, pulling out a smaller container.

“Tissue samples, residual energy signatures.

Whatever that thing was, it’s not in any beast classification I’ve seen before.” Kelvin practically vibrated with excitement.

“I need to study these.

Like, immediately.

Do you have any idea what kind of equipment I could build with a category five core?

What kind of data analysis I could run on an unknown beast variant?” “Later,” Sophie said, but she was smiling.

“After we debrief and after everyone gets medical attention and actual food.” The recruits had been quiet during this exchange, but now Valencia spoke up, her voice carrying a mix of exhaustion and something like awe.

“I just want to say…

I made the right choice joining this faction.” Marcus nodded emphatically.

“We all did.

I’ve worked with three other factions over the past five years.

None of them could have handled what we just faced.

Most of them would have called for military backup after the first category four sighting.” “You guys went straight at a category five,” Chen added, still looking slightly dazed.

“Without hesitation.

Without even considering retreat.

That’s…” “Insane?” Diana suggested.

“Incredible,” Chen finished.

Sam had been making notes on his tablet throughout this exchange, his eyes sharp as he processed the implications.

“The settlers at Area 52 are already talking.

I’ve been monitoring local networks, and word is spreading about Eclipse Faction handling a major beast threat that the EDF ignored.

Requests for contracts have increased by forty percent in the last three hours alone.” “That was fast,” Sophie said.

“People talk, especially when they’ve been saved from something that should have killed them.” Sam gestured toward the building.

“You’ve got settlers posting testimonials on public networks, hunters sharing scanner readings of the energy signatures you left behind, and at least three other factions asking if we’re available for collaboration on high-tier contracts.” Noah had been quiet through all of this, his armor still stained with blood from the cavern fight, his posture suggesting he was running on fumes despite the level boost from the parasitic core.

“How many casualties in the settlement?” “None,” Sam replied, checking his tablet.

“Well besides the corpses you found.

According to the reports coming in, you managed to contain the infected and eliminate the threat before anyone died.

The settlers you restrained are all recovering.

Some memory loss, some trauma from the possession, but they’re alive.” The relief that crossed Noah’s face was visible even through the helm.

“Good.

That’s good.” They moved inside, the recruits heading toward the medical bay while the core team gathered in the main briefing room.

It was getting late, probably close to midnight, but nobody seemed inclined to put off the debrief.

The mission was too fresh, the implications too important.

The briefing room had a large central table with holographic projection capabilities, surrounded by enough seating for maybe twenty people.

The recruits filed in after getting basic medical treatment, taking spots along the walls while the leadership occupied the main table.

Sam stood near the projections, ready to document everything.

Sophie started, pulling up her field recordings and scanner data.

“Forest encounter.

Multiple ape-type beasts, category two to three individually, but exhibiting coordinated behavior beyond normal parameters.

They were using crude weapons fashioned from other beast parts, with cores embedded for offensive capabilities.” Diana picked up the thread.

“Regeneration was the primary issue.

Standard elimination methods weren’t working.

We’d kill them, they’d get back up.

It wasn’t until Seraleth figured out we needed to destroy or remove their cores that we could actually stop them.” Seraleth, who’d been standing near the window, turned to face the room.

“In truth, besides my elven physiology-being eight times stronger than an average awakened human-I have an ability as well.

Echo Strike.

When I hit something, the impact generates a secondary shockwave that follows milliseconds after the first.

The initial strike carries my physical strength.

The echo carries the displaced force, hitting the same spot twice in rapid succession before the material can distribute the stress.

It’s particularly effective against armor, bone, anything that could withstand a single impact but not two in the exact same location.” Several recruits leaned forward, clearly fascinated by this explanation.

Valencia was making notes on her cracked scanner, probably already thinking about tactical applications.

“That ability,” Sophie continued, “let Seraleth punch through the apes’ torsos hard enough to damage their cores directly.

Once we understood the pattern, we adapted.

Coordinated strikes, focused targeting.

But then the remaining apes called for backup.” “Category five,” Marcus said from his position against the wall.

“We all heard it.

That roar.

Felt it in our bones.” “The alpha,” Diana confirmed.

“Easily thirty feet tall, strength and speed to match its size, and the same regeneration capabilities as the smaller apes.

It was throwing full-grown trees like javelins.” “And then Noah showed up,” Chen added, his voice carrying that same note of disbelief from earlier.

Noah had removed his helmet at some point, his face showing the kind of tiredness that came from fighting multiple high-tier threats in one day.

“Sophie called for backup.

I arrived mid-fight.” “You killed it in one hit,” Valencia said flatly.

“A category five.

One punch.

It just…

stopped existing.” Sam looked up from his tablet, his expression interested.

“That’s the part I’m having trouble reconciling with the scanner data Sophie sent.

The energy readings from that strike suggest power output comparable to military-grade orbital bombardment.” “Void manipulation,” Noah said simply.

“It erases matter at the molecular level.

Category five or not, if the attack connects properly, it doesn’t matter how tough the target is.” The recruits were staring again, processing this information, trying to reconcile the relatively young man sitting at the table with the kind of destructive capability usually reserved for heavy weapons platforms.

“My turn,” Noah continued, steering the conversation away from his abilities.

“Settlement encounter.

What we’re calling a parasitic organism, category five designation, but fundamentally different from standard beasts.

It could infect hosts, control them, use their bodies as weapons while healing any damage.

The hosts showed enhanced strength, speed, regeneration.” He pulled up mental notes, organizing the information.

“The parasite appeared to be a collective organism.

Multiple infected moving with unified purpose, protecting a central core located deep underground.

I encountered defensive constructs-animated corpses, an amalgamation made from multiple beast types-all designed to guard the core.” “You went underground alone?” Diana’s tone suggested she had opinions about that decision.

“Sophie called while I was in the cavern.

No time to come back and regroup.” Noah’s expression was apologetic.

“I eliminated the construct, absorbed the core, then jumped straight to your location.” “Wait,” Kelvin interrupted.

“You absorbed the core?

Like, into your system?” “It was unstable.

My system flagged it as non-standard, offered absorption instead of storage.

I gained five levels from it.” The room went quiet.

Even Sam stopped typing.

“Five levels,” Kelvin repeated slowly.

“From one core.” “It wasn’t a normal core.

It was an amalgamation of dozens, maybe hundreds of consumed beasts compressed into a single source.

The parasite had been feeding for…

I don’t know how long.

Years, probably.

Maybe decades.” Sophie leaned forward, her mind already working through implications.

“So both threats showed similar characteristics.

Regeneration, enhanced capabilities, intelligence beyond what their category should allow.

The apes were using tools, working as a coordinated unit.

The parasite was controlling multiple hosts simultaneously, building constructs, protecting a central intelligence.” “You think they’re related?” Diana asked.

“I think we need more data before we make that connection,” Sophie replied carefully.

“But the similarities are notable.” Valencia raised her hand from the back, then seemed to remember this wasn’t a classroom and lowered it sheepishly.

“How did you know the settlement was clear?

After you eliminated the core?” Noah hesitated.

His system was personal, something only he could see and interact with.

The recruits didn’t need to know about it, and explaining would raise questions he wasn’t sure he could answer.

The rest of the team just believed he was speaking the truth.

Besides kelvin and Sophie, even Diana wasn’t entirely sure how everything worked.

He smiled slightly.

“I have my methods.” The recruits accepted this with the kind of easy trust that came from watching someone casually eliminate a category five beast.

If Noah said the settlement was clear, it was clear.

Sam cleared his throat, drawing attention back to practical matters.

“So, to summarize: first official mission completed successfully.

Two category five threats eliminated, multiple category three and four threats handled, zero friendly casualties, contract objectives exceeded, and substantial positive publicity generated.

I’d call that a win.” “Despite the part where we almost died multiple times,” Marcus added, but he was smiling.

“That’s the job,” Diana said with a shrug.

“You signed up to face threats other factions won’t touch.

Congratulations on not dying on your first day.” “And for making a name for yourselves,” Sophie added.

“Word is going to spread about this mission.

About Eclipse Faction taking on challenges that should require military intervention and succeeding.

You’re all part of that story now.” Chen grinned.

“Does this mean we get a raise?” “You haven’t even gotten your first paycheck yet,” Sam replied dryly.

“But when we do?” “We’ll see how the next few contracts go.” The debrief continued for another hour, everyone contributing observations and tactical analysis.

The recruits were surprisingly engaged, offering perspectives from their various backgrounds, asking intelligent questions about ability applications and coordination tactics.

It felt less like a military after-action report and more like a team genuinely trying to understand what had happened and how to improve.

Eventually, exhaustion won out over discussion.

The recruits were dismissed to their quarters at the base, still talking among themselves about the day’s events.

Sam headed home with promises to have preliminary contract analysis ready by morning.

Kelvin retreated to his workshop, already planning experiments with the cores they’d recovered.

That left the core team, who made their way back to Sophie’s house in comfortable silence.

The kind that came from surviving something intense together and not needing to process it through words.

They arrived to find the house dark and quiet, everyone peeling off to their respective rooms with mumbled goodnights.

Diana disappeared first, then Kelvin, then Sophie after giving Noah a long look that might have been concern or curiosity or both.

Seraleth lingered in the hallway, her tall frame casting long shadows in the dim lighting.

“Noah?” Her voice was quiet, uncertain in a way he’d never heard from her before.

“Could we speak privately?” “Sure…sure” Noah said, worried about the look on her face.

She was after all a foreigner from another world.

He worried she might be missing home or something and couldn’t blame her for that.

So if she needed something, he was prime and ready.

They ended up on the back balcony, the city spread out below them, lights twinkling in the darkness.

Seraleth stood at the railing, and something about her posture suggested vulnerability that didn’t match the confident warrior princess image.

“I feel useless,” she said finally.

“During the mission, everyone had a role.

Sophie coordinated tactics, Diana controlled the battlefield, you eliminated the primary threat.

Even the recruits contributed meaningfully.

But I…” She trailed off, her hands gripping the railing.

“I threw punches and followed orders.

Nothing that justified my presence.” Noah moved to stand beside her.

“You figured out how to actually kill the apes.

Without that, we’d still be fighting regenerating enemies until exhaustion took us down.” “That was observation, not contribution.” “Observation is contribution.

Intelligence gathering is contribution.” Noah turned to face her properly.

“Sera, with your help, we saved two million of your people before coming here.

You’re a trained military captain.

You’re stronger, faster, and more experienced than most of the team.

The fact that this mission didn’t require you to use all of that doesn’t mean you’re useless.

It means we got lucky.” “The recruits speak of me with such reverence,” Seraleth continued, her voice carrying frustration.

“They act as though I’ve accomplished something remarkable.

But I’ve done nothing to deserve it.” “You’re being too hard on yourself.” “Am I?” She finally looked at him.

“You eliminated two category five threats today.

Sophie coordinated a successful mission against impossible odds.

Diana held back projectiles that would have killed half our team.

What did I do?” “You were there,” Noah said simply.

“You fought beside us, supported the recruits, adapted to our tactics despite this being your first mission with Eclipse Faction.

That’s not nothing.” Seraleth was quiet for a long moment.

Then, like she’d been holding it back the entire conversation, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around him in a hug that lifted him slightly off the ground.

“Thank you,” she said softly.

Noah returned the embrace, feeling the tension in her shoulders gradually ease.

“You’ll find your place.

Give it time.” They stood like that for maybe a minute before Seraleth released him and stepped back.

“I should rest.

Tomorrow will likely bring new challenges.” “Probably,” Noah agreed.

She headed inside, leaving Noah alone on the balcony with the city lights and his thoughts.

He stood there a while longer, processing everything that had happened, everything that could have gone wrong but somehow didn’t.

Eventually, he made his way inside and up to his room.

The house was silent now, everyone asleep or at least pretending to be.

Even Sophie was asleep when he entered.

Noah closed the door, sat on the edge of the bed, and finally addressed the notification that had been waiting patiently in his system interface since the cavern.

“System,” he said quietly.

“Open the mystery box.” [MYSTERY BOX ACTIVATING] [ANALYZING CONTENTS…] Space in front of him shimmered.

A box materialized out of nothing, maybe a foot across, made of that same void energy that characterized his abilities.

It floated at eye level, pulsing gently.

Then it opened.

Words emerged, not written on anything physical but existing as pure light, arranging themselves into sentences that hung in the air before him.

[QUEST ACQUIRED: ORIGIN POINT] [DESCRIPTION: ALL MANIFESTATIONS STEM FROM A SOURCE.

THE BEASTS RESIDING IN YOU IS BUT A FRAGMENT, A PIECE SEPARATED FROM SOMETHING GREATER.

FIND THE ORIGIN.

UNDERSTAND THE TRUTH.] The words dissolved like smoke, leaving only their meaning behind.

Then something else materialized where the text had been-something solid, tangible.

A bone.

Black as midnight, maybe as long as Noah’s entire arm, curved slightly like it had come from something huge.

It floated in the air, rotating slowly, and even without touching it, Noah could feel the energy radiating from it.

He reached out, his fingers closing around the bone.

The moment his skin made contact, information flooded his senses.

Not through his system, but through some deeper recognition, the power contained within.

Dragon bone.