Weakest Beast Tamer Gets All SSS Dragons novel Chapter 532

Chapter 532: Chapter 532 - Taming the Fourth Year: Isolation - 4

Crack.

The darkness serpent tamer’s arm bent at an unnatural angle. His scream echoed through the forest. Ren felt pity for a moment but forced himself to pretend it didn’t bother him.

Just feedback, confirmation that his technique had been executed correctly.

’This is nothing,’ he told himself while moving toward the next attacker. ’I’ve killed people who deserved to die almost as much as these ones. These will barely have some broken bones, and they surely would have treated me worse if they caught me.’

The justification felt hollow even as he thought it. Enjoyment was...

The spirit tamer tried to escape using his shadow jumps, but Ren simply grabbed him with his jade crystal hand, canceled the shadow control, and pulled. The sound of the shoulder dislocating was satisfyingly definitive.

’I must be strong to prevent more tragedies, stronger,’ he reflected, ignoring a desperate, weak cry from the first wind tamer.

’But I’m no longer the weak boy from before, right? I’m stronger than the vast majority. And the idiots who keep attacking me need to understand that.’

He continued... is punishment was brutal. A combination of strikes that Lin had taught him, but executed with force that turned submission techniques into something much more damaging. Ribs cracked under his fists.

The tamers kept trying to flee, but the wood Ren controlled trapped them, holding them in place while Ren increasingly enjoyed the punishment.

’The feeling of being so strong is something great,’ he thought, and the smile that crossed his face would have alarmed anyone who knew him well. ’I should believe it more. I should accept that this power is mine now.’

Leopold tried to free himself, but the roots were too resistant.

"Please," Leopold managed to say through the pain, "we can negotiate..."

"Negotiate?" Ren stood in front of him, a finger from his jade crystal hand positioning itself dangerously close to Leopold’s throat. "You brought five Golds to attack me, surely to kidnap and torture me. What exactly do you think you have to negotiate?"

His fungus pulsed in his head, sending signals that felt like warnings, like concern.

’Why should we feel alarm?’ he wondered, dismissing the sensation. He charged energy into his jade crystal finger, preparing to deliver another lesson in why attacking him had been a mistake...

"That’s enough."

The voice came from behind, sharp and authoritative in a way that made Ren freeze mid-motion.

He turned, irritation flashing across his face before he could control it.

Liora stood at the edge of the clearing, Luna beside her. Both had their beasts partially manifested in their bodies, ready for action. But they had arrived too late...

"It’s better to send them with our guards," Liora continued, her voice steady despite the tension radiating from Ren. "So Julius can judge them. You don’t need to dirty your hands..."

For a moment that felt like an eternity, Ren considered ignoring her. Part of him wanted to continue, to finish what he had started. The power flowing through him made everything seem possible, including dismissing the concern in Liora’s voice as irrelevant.

His jade crystal hand pulsed with barely contained energy, and Leopold whimpered beneath him.

The sensation was intoxicating. Complete control over life and death, the ability to end threats with casual gestures. It would be so easy to simply squeeze, to eliminate this problem permanently.

Ren saw Liora directly in her eyes with an expression she had never seen before. His own green eyes blazed with an intensity that wasn’t completely human, and his jade crystal hand continued pulsing with barely contained energy.

"Dirty my hands?" His voice carried an edge that made both Liora and Luna instinctively step back. "I’m not an innocent child... And who the hell do you think you are to tell me what to do?"

For the first time in years, he was seeing these girls, those pampered princesses, for what they really were in terms of power: inferior. Significantly inferior. What right did they have to interrupt him when he was dispensing well-deserved justice?

The hierarchy was suddenly clear to him. He was stronger, more capable, more important. These girls had benefited from his generosity. They should be grateful, not presumptuous.

His jade crystal hand moved toward Leopold’s throat, who whimpered pathetically before him. A simple squeeze or a simple light shot and this entire problem would disappear. Leopold had planned to kidnap him, torture him for information. Why should he show mercy to someone who wouldn’t have shown it to him?

But at that critical moment, something impacted against his forehead from within.

His small fungus finally manifested by force, pushing through his skin to appear directly on his head. The light veins running through his body dimmed instantly, and the partial fusion in his hand disintegrated, leaving him with a normal human hand.

The intervention was jarring, like being suddenly awakened from a dream. The rage and satisfaction that had felt so natural moments before now seemed foreign, imposed from outside rather than generated within.

"Mooshito!" Luna screamed, and for the first time since he had known her, her usually controlled voice was full of panic. "Help us get Ren to see reason! That’s not him!"

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