Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 517

Chapter 517: Chapter 517 - Taming Fragments - 6

Ren approached the nearest tamers in the tunnel, those who seemed to have the strength and stability necessary to handle power transfers.

"I need you to help me carry something," he told them directly. "It’s for the King. It’s critical."

The mention of the King immediately changed the atmosphere. The tamers looked at Julius nod and straightened, recognizing this wasn’t a casual request.

"What do you need?" asked one of the soldiers.

"You’re going to feel power you’re not used to handling," Ren warned as he began the transfer process. "But you only need to contain it, not use it."

The transfer worked better than he had expected.

Little by little, they advanced through the clogged tunnel, changing most of the original carriers for fresh tamers who could better handle the energy. It was like a relay chain, where each person carried their load for a stretch before passing it to the next.

Wei was one of the first to be relieved of his load.

"Thank you," he murmured when Ren transferred his power fragment to an Ashenway double who had insisted on helping. "I thought I was going to faint."

Many of the original guards who had come with Ren needed to be relieved. The draconic energy was simply too intense for simple systems even if they were gold rank.

Only true doubles resisted well. Among them, Larissa, Julius, and Ren could still carry their power fragments without major problems, though even they could feel tension accumulating in their systems.

"It’s like carrying a storm in a bottle," Larissa observed, flexing her fingers while watching how the draconic energy created small arcs of light between her phalanges.

The process of advancing through the tunnel took longer than expected even with the exchanges.

When they finally reached the front of the real battle, they found a scene that was both victorious and disturbing.

The King, Selphira, and Sirius as front line had already finished with the enemies. The sextuples lay defeated. Their grotesque forms were slowly returning to something more human-like in death... for those who hadn’t been fully pulverized by purification.

But victory had come at a price.

Selphira had minor cuts on her arms, and her breathing was heavy from exertion. Sirius leaned against a wall, clearly exhausted though not seriously injured. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

They had canceled fusion midway but it had still been an enormous burden. Fighting enemies of that caliber required pushing enhancement abilities to their absolute limits.

Leonel looked the worst. He had been hit by a stray attack by staying too close to Selphira and was sitting on the ground with his back against a column, with deep cuts on his left arm that dripped blood.

Ren gave the potion to Selphira to distribute energy among the wounded.

When Selphira approached Leonel, extending her hands with clear intention to use her healing magic, Leonel reacted as if she had tried to attack him.

"We had already agreed on none of that!" he scolded her, pulling away abruptly from her extended hands. His voice carried a bitterness that surprised everyone at the front.

There was something more in his rejection than simple wounded pride or fear of pain.

Selphira immediately apologized, backing away with an expression that mixed pain and understanding.

"I’m sorry," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "I didn’t think... I was... Let me find someone else for you..."

One of the water tamers approached timidly at Selphira’s request to tend to Leonel’s wounds, who accepted the help without resistance. But his eyes remained fixed on Selphira.

But before anyone could ask about the obvious tension between Selphira and Leonel, the King felt something that made all other problems seem trivial.

A new pulse in the corrupt power emanating from even deeper levels of the castle. But this wasn’t like the previous ones. It was stronger.

’I can’t be as impulsive as my father when I don’t have the same power,’ he realized with a clarity that this time didn’t come too late. ’Risk is relative to one’s capability, right?’

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